Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 185

In fact, Carl was not surprised by this result.

He even suspected that the reason why he was able to sneak in with a purple church costume that might not be regarded as "sociable" at all was because of the intention of the group in front of him.

Don't you see that they even have the sixth empty "grill" ready in advance?

And this also proved that the group of people in front of them were not fools.

After all, there are layers of checks by Tzeentch, at least the rebels who can take the lead will not be all fools.

And as soon as the other party came up, he yelled "Karl Vika", which is the name of the body that Karl temporarily uses now.

This meant that the other party knew very well that he had the ability to fall from a height of several thousand meters and remain unharmed.

Judging by the number of believers around, the tens of thousands of believers around the venue are likely to be part of their plan.

But if that's the case, then their calculations are doomed to fail.

Because it is about 10m west of the center point of this area, which happens to be the retreat channel reserved by Karl.

In other words, when they invited Karl to the stage anyway, Karl's plan was already half successful.

Ignoring the distorted expressions on the faces of the two layers of believers and bearing all kinds of profane remarks, Karl embarked on the path of the torch specially reserved for him.

The sound of corruption around him was like the waves of the sea, continuously eroding his will.

It has to be said that this attack is still somewhat effective.

Although it is not as pure as in the Four Gods chat room, the base of this batch of corruption is placed there.

And this time Karl has not had the help of the Corrupted Swamp that can "share the damage".

If I had to make an analogy, it would probably be that tens of thousands of believers around were drooling, trying to drown Karl.

It's just a pity that compared to those pure corruptions, the blasphemy in their mouths lacks some real things.

Blindly emphasizing the legitimacy of the false emperor and blindly discrediting the emperor's actions are of no use to Karl.

This is the same as talking about the non-existence of gravity to Newton, and the fact that it is crazy piles has no effect.

The strength of flying bricks also depends on the proportional coefficient and the way of force.

It is impossible to make the plane fly by pointing the engine nozzle at the sky and outputting it crazily.

Those remarks emphasizing the legitimacy of the pseudo-emperor, in Karl's view, are simply nonsense.

What the Four Hawkers want is the real Dark Lord, not a half-finished product.

Just listen to the benefits they promised, if you really want to take it seriously, maybe they will sell it to you.

Tomorrow the Ultramarines and the Death Guard will come to "clean up", not to mention the half-baked false emperors, even if they spend all their money and spend the whole time to support the scene, it will be too much.

You must know that those are the two Astartes legions of 30k, or the kind with a complete fleet.

It is not an unacceptable choice to directly give you the whole planet.

Not to mention those remarks that smeared the Emperor, Karl, who was not so pure and chosen by God, would be a ghost if he could listen to it.

This is the flaw of this second-hand corruption.

Compared with the pure desire drive of the Four Gods, this second-hand belief drive is still a little bit worse.

As a result, no matter how much the amount hits Carl, only gray "immunities" can pop up.

But Karl obviously wouldn't put this kind of thing on his face.

Some necessary disguises are still made-what if the face-to-face really believes it?
Deliberately twisting the muscles of the face, "hiding" a few twitching muscles under the superficially firm face.

In this way, no matter how much it is useful or not, it can mislead the other party.

The black night completely wiped the golden dome of the Gothic church in the distance, covering this crazy venue.

Stepping on the gorgeous marble floor under his feet, Karl walked towards the center of the square step by step.

Since those members of the religious court who distorted the facts all wore permeable golden-purple masks, at the end of the journey, he turned his attention to the governor of the city and the five so-called "heretics" who were tied up.

And the first thing that caught his eyes was the city governor's pair of sharp black eyes like eagles.

That is definitely a battle-hardened veteran.

This was Carl's first conclusion.

But this is not surprising, after all, it is basically impossible for a so-called "noble" in this position to be able to do so without so-called military merits.

Although the nobles of this era were called feudal, they were actually very different from the traditional "medieval nobles" in Karl's impression.

Even if some so-called "wine bags and rice bags" and "lower body work" nobles do mix in, they will soon be screened out by the cruel competition mechanism.

Of course, we can’t generalize here, but at least it’s impossible to be the governor of the perfect city directly under the administration of the Word Bearers. After all, in most cases, military merit will kill most bastards.

But no matter how sharp your eyes are, the governor of the city, can you have the sharp gaze of Tzeentch?

Obviously, it's somewhat of a trick.

Karl, whose face is already thicker than the walls of the Terra Palace, is very handy when it comes to acting.

In short, the first impression that the governor of the city gave to Karl was that he was the head of a pure old military family.

In a way it also matched the office he had seen before.

However, two questions still arise here.

Why did this so-called Karl Vicar appear in the governor's office?

You must know that this is not a body created out of thin air, but a carrier arranged by the Emperor in advance.

But he has seen the defenses below the governor's office before, and even a fly with wings probably has a hundred million points of difficulty to go up.

Therefore, the only reason that can explain it is that this so-called Karl Vicar must have had some special relationship before.

At least certainly not an ordinary civilian.

But at this point the clues are exhausted.

Since he couldn't inherit any trace of memory, he had to wait for the governor of the city to blew himself up about what this Karl Vicar had done before.

After quickly taking a photo of the city governor who was guarded in the center by a group of elite Holy City Guards, Karl turned his attention to the five people tied to the cross grill beside him.

One of them, Carl, was very familiar, and that was the blond Kylia who looked like a tomboy.

Judging from the marks of whipping on her body, at least she must have received a lot of greetings from the false emperor before she was ready to become firewood.

But just as he was about to turn his gaze to the other four unlucky guys, two abnormalities caught his eye in an instant.

It was a tattered "Holy Words"

The moment I saw this book, everything seemed to make sense.

He was all too familiar with this book.

After all, in a sense, the book was lying beside him at the moment.

But there is still an important node missing in the whole plan-who will bear the "price"?
=This is the book of keeping secrets, this is the method of compensation=
But this time, who will bear the price?

Anyway, Karl thought that this matter would not be possible without the help of a whole Corrupted Swamp.

To make matters worse, this time he didn't even have the recovery wind.

(Wait, Wind of Resurgence?)
In an instant, a novel idea flashed through his brain like an electric current.

At this moment, he gradually understood the Emperor's train of thought.

It is true that the Emperor did not activate the Wind of Recovery button for Karl in "Holiday" because of "avoiding suspicion".

But in another sense, the Emperor had given him power closer to the Source than the Winds of Resurrection.

It's a pity that this kind of power wants to take effect here, but there are still problems that have not been resolved.

Quickly recording the results of his thoughts in his mind, Carl's thoughts quickly switched to another task.

In addition to the "Holy Words", he also saw another incredible thing out of the corner of his eye.

Just as his eyes were focused on Kailia, the governor also looked at Kailia at the same time, and in the eyes of the city governor, Karl saw a trace of strange emotion.

There is a trace of sadness, a trace of regret, a trace of anger.

This stunned Carl.

But before he could think about the weird relationship, the city governor spoke after he stepped onto the high platform made of marble.

"Karl Vicar, if you plead guilty now and join us voluntarily, you don't have to be a sacrifice for the sake of serving as my clerk for many years."

Hearing this, the group of representatives of the religious court next to him seemed to have a little bit of dissatisfaction.

After all, the sacrifices on the 6 crosses and the three "Holy Words" for burning are the unchangeable requirements of the Lord.

If Karl doesn't go up, he must find someone to go up instead.

But according to the Lord's request, this is a ceremony of sacrificing pagans, and they will not find new pagans in the short term.

If you choose from the group of "melon-eating people" next to you, the whole ceremony will change a bit.

But before the representatives of the religious court expressed their dissatisfaction, the governor of the city shut them up with a deep look back.

And while shutting their mouths, the group of religious court representatives who had been arrogant immediately knelt down as if seeing a god.

But in Carl's eyes, this scene has become a different flavor.

Looking at the original black and white eyes, they instantly switched to blue-purple city governor.

He knew that the person in front of him who was talking to him was none other than an "old friend" he was familiar with and could no longer be familiar with.

And this sentence of avoiding death is actually an invitation letter inviting him to join the Chaos Party.

Obviously, the other party and Karl have the same attitude - anyway, it doesn't cost money to try, what if it succeeds?
Upon seeing this, Karl did not immediately give a negative answer.

It wasn't that he was thinking about whether to accept this invitation letter from Tzeentch, but that he was thinking about the second half of the sentence that the governor of the city who was possessed by Tzeentch said.

This Carl Vicar turned out to be the clerk of the City Governor?

Although this identity explained why he appeared in the governor's office when he first came here, new doubts also emerged.

It is not normal for a general clerk, who is a secretary-like position, to come and go to the governor's office.

Even if he did have a slight tendency to peek at the documents the moment the Holy City Guards broke in, he wouldn't be shot right away, right?

(Could it be that Tzeentch played tricks on those people's brains?)

And just when he thought of this, the "Governor of City Affairs" in the distance seemed to spy on his little thoughts.

He waved his sleeves, and then the group of elite Holy City Guards surrounded him wearing purple force feedback armor and holding large laser rifles took off the iron helmets on their heads one after another.

Now it was Tzeentch's turn to give Karl a little shock.

Those people were the enemies he hacked to death one by one when he was in the sixth-order final state.

"You can't escape, the wheel of fate has long been fixed, Karl Vika, this is your fate."

Accompanied by the words of the Governor of City Affairs, the surrounding blue flames suddenly began to shake violently.

Several clusters of flames flew directly in front of Karl, forming a picture.

And in the next second, a familiar field unfolded again, forcing the flow of time around it to almost stand still.

At this moment, only the "Governor of the City" in the distance, who is full of fun watching the style, and Karl, who can only move his eyes, appreciate the content on the picture composed of flames in front of him.

And even more coincidentally, this scene happened to happen in the office that Carl was familiar with.

There are only two people in the picture, one is the city governor, and the other is Karl Vika.

===The dialogue between the two in the screen===
"So you mean, you want me to send your daughter Keliya away secretly?"

"That's right, those members of the religious court have spread the so-called madness to the entire Perfect City. In a sense, we have nowhere to go."

"But my lord, we can send you out first."

"You know that I will either live to solve this disaster, or die on the way to solve this disaster. Immediately call all the holy city guards, and we must immediately get in touch with the word bearers stationed."

"Dididi" (the sound of the communicator beeping)

"Thank God, the communication with those stationed Word Bearers has finally been connected. You wait for me here for a few minutes. We discuss the specific details of the plan before you go to pick them up. With the cooperation of the Astartes, maybe we There is still hope."

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As the picture dissipated, a part of the truth of the whole thing gradually surfaced.

"Karl Vicar, can you recognize the current situation, do you want to refuse this invitation full of wisdom?"

That was an invitation from the city governor who was possessed in the distance.

It's a pity that this fragment of lies full of misleading is still not perfect.

"Carl Vicar"

That is Tzeentch's name for the current owner of this body.

But is that Carl's real name?
Apparently at least Carl didn't think so.

Because in 004.M31, he was called Karl Viva by the people around him.

This means that Tzeentch did not see through his identity this time, and his invitation letter was sent to the original owner of this body, Karl Vika.

And push it back one step, which also means that Tzeentch doesn't know that he has the final form at the moment.

Although I don't know what method the emperor used to deceive Tzeentch's perception during the whole process, this is not important anymore.

Since he is not prepared for the final form, Karl is not polite.

"Level 6 final form!"

In the next moment, under the incredulous expression of the "Governor of Urban Management", a golden-yellow sharp blade condensed in Karl's hand out of thin air.

In that dazzling golden light, there is a power that makes him feel uncomfortable and a little bit of fear,

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(End of this chapter)