Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 162
Karl was not surprised by Horus' choice.

In fact, what stood in front of him at this moment was only "half" of Horus.

And it's still the "evil" half.

So he didn't even bother to defend himself.

That would only make Erebus, who felt that his plan had succeeded, smile.

The Warmaster's soul has been clouded by Chaos.

He can only see what Chaos wants him to see, and he can only hear what Chaos wants him to hear.

All conspiracies will be "rationalized".

But that's okay.

Because Karl turned back this time, not because he wanted to take away the other half of the Warmaster's soul.

That is impossible and unrealistic.

Because that is tantamount to smashing Chaos' job directly.

I'm really hungry, and the four gods who are desperate to end are not something Karl can bear.

=World-destroying flames, intercepting power=
The goal was clear, this time Karl wanted to steal a portion of the Warmaster's power --- the power that rightfully belonged to his other half of the soul.

And in this stealing plan, Malogost will become the most important link.

His soul will be the vessel that carries this power for 1 years.

This is also a sacrifice.

Originally, Karl was still doubting whether the remaining half of Malogost's soul had the awareness of this kind of sacrifice.

After all, "Twister" is not called for nothing.

But obviously, after observing the memory preserved in Marrogest's residual soul, he can say that he took a different look at this former "twisted person".

Although in a sense he is not loyal to the Emperor or the Empire, but to the "loyal Warmaster", but at this moment, doesn't Karl happen to have that "loyal Warmaster" in his hand?

Is this a coincidence?
Even Karl didn't expect that he had accidentally saved such a person in the 63-19 battle indirectly.

And this number of people made a mistake and became a necessary container to steal the power from the fallen warlord.

1 years is too long, and some people will become insane and go crazy even if they are locked in a small dark room for a few days.

Compared with the situation that Malogost is about to face.

Carl even felt that Koldwina, who died heroically, and Kelia, who was about to sacrifice herself, had a "good death".

Of course, it may be slightly inappropriate to say "death".

After all, the Emperor was not that easy to let off his poor beaters.

At least as far as Karl knows, "Redbeard" (Kordwina) is continuing to contribute "surplus value" in Frank III's hive.

As for Kelia, Karl vaguely remembered that he had heard this name somewhere, but those too complicated memories could not be sorted out smoothly in a short time.

Holding the Emperor's Sword in his hand.

He saw the towering figure in the distance start rushing towards him.

It was an "unstoppable" force.

Even those majestic warlords, the Titans, couldn't bear the angry hammer of the Warmaster.

Not daring to be negligent, 20 points of power of hope were instantly smashed down.

Tier 3 berserk power!
Level 3 Perfect Luck!
Of course, this does not mean that Karl wants to fight the Warmaster.

The reason for using the power of rage is simply to run fast enough.

Without talking about any martial arts, he turned his head and ran away like the "assassin" in the Warmaster's mouth.

There were more and more frequent vibrations from the ground behind him, and he knew that it was an alternative "roar" from the Warmaster's burly figure over 240cm.

Don't dare to relax in the slightest.

According to the trampling sound coming from behind him, he could always distinguish the position of the Warmaster.

And just when the Warmaster had already chased after him, he was about to wave the Worldbreaker in his hand and completely smash the "Assassin sent by the Emperor" in front of him.

Carl frowned.

He directly used the Emperor's Sword that had recovered the golden flame and completed charging, and once again made everything out of thin air.

In an instant, a spatial rift that was enough for the Warmaster to chase was formed again.

Stepping into the trap that had already been set up, Karl heaved a sigh of relief.

He knew that the speed and physique of the Warmaster couldn't stop the car at that distance.

He stood on the height of the trap, looking at Horus who returned to the "shrine world" with a bewildered face.

It's different from last time.

There are sculptures of each Primarch here.

And not 18, but 20.

Of course, in the center of the group of sculptures worshiped by everyone, it is naturally the statue of the emperor.

Like last time, here is the "real" future.

In this illusion, the "truth" can be intercepted, cut, and spliced ​​from the past and the future.

But there is a premise that these things have already happened, or will definitely happen in the future.

Because only this "truth" can "fool" the Primarch's keen senses.

And it was precisely because of this truth that Horus, whose eyes were blinded, was briefly awakened.

This was not any planet he had ever seen.

And the Emperor would not allow such a gigantic idol that sang his praises.

The last man to do so knelt before the ruins of those gods for an indefinite amount of time.

But if this is not the past, where is it?

He was stunned.

At the same time, seeing the Warmaster who was in entanglement and contemplation, the Emperor's Sword in Karl's hand lit up with golden fire again.

This time it was not Karl who was in charge of editing. Although he wanted to know the true face of the two primarchs who seemed to be shorter than the surrounding statues, it was obvious that the Emperor didn't want him to know that much at the moment.

Horus was temporarily trapped, and then he was going to solve some other small troubles.

For example, the braised egg head who has bothered him many times, and asking the question that he is destined to agree to the sacrifice that has been selected.

The golden flame danced endlessly on the sword carved with complicated patterns.

That represented hope, the Emperor's boundless love for humanity as a whole.

Through that golden flame, Karl seemed to span endless time and space.

And on the other side where the stalwart's psychic power was connected, he saw a skeleton.

Sitting on the eternal throne, forever frozen between life and death.

Become a god?

What a joke.

If the Emperor really wanted to be a god, there would be no M42 in the chronology of mankind.

The Emperor is still there only because he still loves humans.

Seeing the golden flames on the sword converge to the apex again, Karl knew it was time.

Swish it down solemnly, and with the rhythmic vibration of the sword body, a new crack was easily opened by the emperor's sword again.

On the other side of the rift, he saw three faces.

Erebus.

Malogost.

And, Tamba?
The appearance of the last person made Carl feel a little surprised.

But come to think of it.

In order to achieve its goal this time, Chaos can be said to have corrupted the entire Devon satellite,

As the "first source" of this corruption, Tamba is not an existence that Horus, who has not yet obtained that power, can contend with.

In a sense, as long as there is still a swamp on the Devon satellite, Tamba will not die.

The reason why Horus was able to kill Tamba on the surface was only because of the rehearsed performance of the Four Gods in advance.

Their purpose is to use Tamba's death, or Tamba's last confession "before death", to pry the Warmaster's emotions.

Thinking of this, Karl has roughly figured out the origin of this unexpected enemy in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, he raised the Emperor's Sword again with Kordwina's broken body.

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(End of this chapter)