Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 174 964.M30 "Perfect" City

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964. M30, the expedition fleet led by Guilliman came to Lorgar's hometown - the perfect city.

The purpose of their trip is to completely destroy this place in accordance with the emperor's will.

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It seems that because this is not the task of the Four Gods, the process of this "travel" is extremely pleasant.

At least after Kankan got up from the table in front of him, Carl didn't feel any discomfort.

But unfortunately, it seems that the four gods have lost their gaze.

This time, the four skills he was familiar with were all hacked.

Fortunately, the Emperor seems to have given him a "new toy".

==Carl Attribute Table==
Seed of Hope Current Stage: Germination 1%
Power of Hope: 45231 (+2.26/day)
(Temporary) Tier 6 final form -- 10000 points/0.1 second

Skill: Mechanical Codex Knowledge Base 1/10
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Looking at the notes on the back, Carl felt a chill down his spine.

What demons and ghosts need to use level 6 skills to fight against them?
But judging from the description alone, he couldn't test the waters in advance.

Spend 0.1 Power of Hope in 1 second, Karl said Emperor, you know how to charge.

But this is actually considered a discount. After all, if nothing else happens, the original price of a level 6 ability is about 1 million points.

At first glance, it seems that 0.1 second 1W is not too much.

Although the emperor, the boss, is a little tricky, it's better than the four people next door who spend all their time thinking about corrupting people's hearts.

Whenever Carl's thoughts faltered, a "brilliant image" of a certain "God of Laughing" would automatically appear in his mind.

As long as you are a normal person, you will never want to become like that.

Quickly sorting out his thoughts, Karl began to observe the surrounding situation.

There seemed to be a spacious office in front of me.

In the center of the room is a wide solid wood table trimmed with gold.

On both sides of the room are two rows of huge and ornately decorated bookcases, and those bookcases are filled with all kinds of classics and scriptures.

The floor of the entire room is a whole piece of smooth seamless marble, and its smooth surface can even be used as a small half mirror.

If I have to say, there is almost no difference between this place and the huge building Karl saw in his dream.

Probably the only difference is that the surrounding office supplies and furniture are for mortals.

Taking advantage of the absence of anyone in the room, Karl cast his gaze on the scrolls on the table that looked like official documents.

=City affairs report, there have been several disturbances and missing persons incidents in the central area recently=
Reply: Continue to suppress the unrest, and if necessary, publicly execute the culprit as a heretic.

=City affairs report, someone reported seeing inexplicably growing horns on the sculptures in the square=
Reply: execute the parties in secret.

=The religious court reports that the heresy ceremony headed by Kelia will be executed in the central church at 8:00 Terran standard time tonight=
Reply: I will attend on time,

=Secret report, it is reported that the joint fleet of Ultramarines and Death Guard is heading towards Mauna Kea=
(We don’t know the purpose of their visit yet, but the Word Bearers Legion led by Lord Lorgar has returned at an accelerated pace. If the current speed is maintained, Lord Lorgar will only arrive 7 days later than Guilliman and Mortarion.)
It seemed that the last volume of official document was temporarily abandoned on the table before it could be approved.

Seeing this, Carl was overjoyed.

Could it be that I ran over and intercepted a high-ranking official this time?

He lowered his head and glanced at himself, it was a decent robe.

Karl felt that he might have just replaced the so-called governor of the city.

But just when he was about to pick up his pen and start his "big plan", the solid wooden door in the distance was roughly kicked open.

In the next second, several laser rifles that locked him completely shattered Karl's fantasy.

"Carl Vicar, do you know that trespassing on the governor's room is a capital offense?"

Hearing the other party's warning, Carl froze for a moment.

(Good guy, did you think you've made it to the top in one step?)

Seeing Karl seemed a little dazed, the leading officer Duke directly ordered to open fire.

This is the room of the Governor of the City. Just based on the scrolls on the table with traces of passivity, it is impossible for Duke and other Holy City Guards to let Karl walk out of this hall alive.

The so-called old-fashioned drama of escorting prisoners being hijacked halfway is no longer applicable.

This is the right of the Holy City Guard, and it is also the punishment given to anyone who dares to damage the majesty of the "Emperor".

Only in this way can they protect the "Emperor" whom they believe in.

But just when Duke was about to pull the trigger to eliminate the "accidental intruder" in front of him, a strange phenomenon happened.

For an instant, it was as if time stood still.

He found that no matter how hard he tried, the index finger that had been placed next to the trigger could no longer be pulled down half a point.

Or, indeed, his index finger was in motion.

But in this field, his movements have been slowed down countless times.

But at this moment, the figure in the distance moved.

His whole body exudes golden light, and every step of his is perfectly in line with the label of a god. He is even more like a so-called god than the "emperor" sitting in the middle of the town.

And now, that god was about to unleash his provoked anger on him.

He wants to fight back, but obviously he can't do anything when time is "relatively static".

At this moment, his faith in the "Emperor" was shaken.

But it was only slightly shaken.

He is the most fanatical believer of the "Emperor", even if the opponent is a god, he would go up and take a bite.

But that hostile god didn't seem to intend to give him this chance.

That god, like the worst killer, lingers for a moment before each of his companions.

Then with a strong disappointment in his eyes, he began to wave the holy sword in his hand.

He could only watch helplessly as the golden sword in the god's hand easily sliced ​​through his companion's armor like a hot knife cutting butter.

He could clearly see that those "cut off" heads were still temporarily resident on the neck of the "dead" with horrified eyes.

What a cruelty.

Duke began to pray to the "Emperor" sitting on the throne.

He needs power and needs the power to kill the god in front of him.

In the next moment, a black force seemed to respond to Duke's prayer, and shot out at the speed of light from a mass of rotting flesh in the center of the holy city.

After that force successfully pierced through a certain golden subspace domain, it directly rushed into Duke's body.

However, it is a pity that Karl saw all his little moves.

That force was all too familiar to Karl.

However, it is different from the power of the previous four gods. If you have to describe it accurately, that power seems to come from a fallen version of the "Emperor".

Without any mercy, before Duke could really move, the golden sword in Karl's hand had already sliced ​​across his neck.

And as 0.1 seconds from the outside world passed, the subspace domain that lost its source of power also dissipated.

In the next second, all the holy city guards in front of them fell down one after another.

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(End of this chapter)