Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 182
After hearing Karl's answer, Aurelia was a little dazed for a moment.

She was sure that there would be absolutely nothing wrong with this little gadget from the alien.

Because the essence of this drop of thick liquid is to give the victim enough pain in an instant to paralyze his will so as to answer whatever he asks.

At least this is the effect of the original version of this alien creation.

But Aurelia will not be satisfied with this.

She has made some "improvement" on the original basis, but this improvement is not "adding more water to the noodles" in the conventional understanding, but "adding more noodles to the noodles".

After her research, she found that if the short-term pain reaches a certain critical value, then part of the pain will be automatically blocked by the subject's brain.

This is originally a self-protection mechanism of the human brain.

Coincidentally, when this mechanism met the specially formulated potion of the aliens, a wonderful chemical reaction took place.

At least in the first one to two minutes, the recruiter can be said to be in a state of knowing everything.

But the problem lies in the mechanism of this effect.

Who is Carl?

He, who has been tortured by the four gods all day long, is not afraid of this kind of pain, which barely reaches the level of "massage".

The moment he took over the maintenance suit, he figured out the twists and turns.

But there was one more question he couldn't answer.

Who is the person with Aurelia on the nameplate in front of him?

Obviously, he didn't have much time to waste on the twists and turns.

So when he heard Aurelia's question, Karl confessed to the Emperor very straightforwardly.

If it is not the friendly army that immediately enters the final form, if it is the friendly army, then discuss the subsequent requirements, so that everyone is convenient.

Although he couldn't see the face behind the mask at the moment, but judging from the scene of being speechless for tens of seconds, at least he didn't look like the guy from Chaos.

After all, judging from Carl's experience, if the opponent is a guy from the Chaos faction, he has probably already started to transform.

Seeming to be a little uncertain, Aurelia asked the same question again after a while.

"Answer seriously, who sent you here?"

"Emperor."

"Who the hell sent you here?"

"Emperor."

Oh hoo, game over.

Now Aurelia is really living in Bengbu.

Because she was so confident about her medication, she never considered the possibility that Carl was lying.

And in every sense, Karl was telling the truth.

So no matter from the polygraph, or other knowledge she learned in Terra Assassin Academy.

The man in front of him is not lying.

Then the question came, if Karl was really sent by the Emperor, how would she explain it?

I "stunned" an envoy sent by the emperor?
This kind of cerebral hemorrhage operation is really a bit overwhelming.

For a moment, the idea of ​​killing people and silence them flashed through her mind, but she quickly rejected it.

She couldn't be more clear about the situation in the entire Perfect City.

In a sense, a certain tipping point has been reached here, a point where things can no longer be undone.

And the emperor's envoy who rushed over at this point would not dare to deal with it privately even if Aurene had a hundred courage.

After all, the Assassin Court is directly subordinate to the Prime Minister of the Empire, Malcador, and Malcador is, in a sense, an important minister of the Emperor.

In this way, Karl is actually Aurelia's superior.

But just thinking about these things doesn't solve any of the problems in front of us.

She knew very well that in 1-2 minutes the sharp pain would sweep through Carl's body.

She didn't prepare an antidote.

In other words, there is no antidote for this strange creation from aliens.

Perhaps the only way to relieve this pain is to surrender wholeheartedly to a loving father.

Carefully looked again from head to toe, the envoy of the emperor in front of him.

Aurelia couldn't hold back anymore.

No matter from the point of view of psychic power or muscle mass, the Karl in front of him is completely an ordinary mortal who cannot be more ordinary.

And this truth-telling potion has a fatality rate of 80% for mortals
Now it was the turn of the perpetrator of the poisoning to panic.

After grabbing the overalls from Carl's hands and throwing them aside immediately, Aurene pulled off the mask she wore on her face.

She yelled at Carl loudly: "Look into my eyes and focus on maintaining consciousness."

Now the pressure is back on Karl's side.

Although he wanted to pretend to be in pain, these poisons were not painful at all.

Belonging can only moan without illness.

Helpless, he could only use the memory power like a plug-in from the mechanical scripture to start replaying the painful memories in his mind.

At this moment, he seemed to be back in the channel above the sewage treatment facility in the bottom hive of Hive Capital No. [-] of Frank.

It is an upward passage, a path of practice full of blades.

Every step he took, his feet would be wounded by countless blades.

Surprisingly, the blood flowing out from his feet at this time turned out to be dark green.

"Blood" is flowing, and the road is extending.

The memory of this episode is so vivid because it was the first time he had to deal with the pain.

After recalling the memory, he began to imitate the distorted expression in the memory and began to perform.

I have to say that the Mechanical Codex is really a good thing.

You don't need to use your brain at all, as long as you follow the appearance in your memory and "act in your true colors", it becomes the best disguise.

At least at the moment, Aurelia, who was looking worried, must have been deceived.

She didn't know when was the last time she felt this emotion.

Maybe she lacked her parents to accompany her in her childhood, so she never learned how to get along with others normally.

This is one of the main reasons why she later became obsessed with "torturing" her prey.

Even the previous "kindness" was nothing more than a scripted disguise.

That's what she was, at least until Carl showed up.

For the first time, she began to feel a little overwhelmed by the mistakes she had made.

If it was normal, she would have buried some bullshit emissary after asking.

After all, as long as no one knows, she hasn't made any mistakes.

But this time was different, it was the Emperor's emissary.

As long as she recalled that photo, her thoughts could not stop drifting to the past.

=You are part of the organization, maintain your ruthlessness, you will become a dagger in the shadows=
=No, absolute ruthlessness will only lead to extremes, don’t forget your original purpose for wanting this knowledge=
The former was Malcador's last message to her before departure.

The latter is the note that that great existence personally left for her.

Those were two seemingly contradictory orders.

Going back along the cold thread of memory, all the madness actually only started with a rabbit and a mouse.

The former is a relic left to her by her mother, and the latter is a "gift" given to him by his father.

That was her last sustenance.

It's a pity that the lifespan of these creatures is still too short compared to humans.

So a series of crazy experiments were carried out, until a certain being who had been hiding in the shadows found her.

"The wind of recovery."

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(End of this chapter)