Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 190

Accompanied by the piercing sound of brakes, half of the train stopped by Karl stopped firmly just below the core area of ​​Perfect City.

With the "humming" sound of the small motor, the half door of the middle section of the train was slowly raised.

What came to the face was a damp air with a slightly rotten smell.

In the dark and empty tunnel, only the train behind Carl continued to provide steady lighting.

Looking around, he finally saw a long-abandoned rusted gate at the far end of the bright yellow lighting.

Seeing this, he let out a long sigh of relief, at least the structure here is not too different from what he guessed.

Drawings and reasoning are only fictitious after all, and even if they are sure, they may not completely represent the actual situation.

If the designer suddenly had a brain hole and changed it, and the door was changed, it would be Karl's turn to cry.

But fortunately, everything is still planned.

But just as he was about to get out of the car and drive, a question from behind interrupted his steps.

"Shall we meet again?"

Carl knew that it was Kelia's question.

He reckoned that this guy originally named Karl Vika still had two brushes in the love field.

Not to mention the matchmaking of Teska in the middle, at least as a commoner, there is always something to be able to get into this position.

But Karl also knew that the person she was actually thinking about might not be herself.

After a little thought, he decided to tell the truth.

After all, judging from memory, this Kailia must be an important person afterwards.

There's no advantage in being sloppy here.

"Yes, but I'm not the Carl Vicar you know."

After speaking, Karl could see the obvious disappointment in the girl's eyes.

At this moment he regretted a little, maybe he should tell a white lie.

But now that a decision has been made, regretting it will have no effect.

In fact, it's quite scary when you think about it. If you continue at this speed, there will be few normal people left around you.

30K Narrator, 40K Silent Nun Reserve--Petronella;

30K psychic singer, 40K cold-blooded and ruthless grand judge - Kaya;

30K Mortal Auxiliary Major, 40K Mechanicus Sage--Erica Leta 4;

If Kai Liya is added, the self-propelled nuclear bomb of the emperor's certification card will be too terrifying.

Oh, by the way, I almost forgot about Aurelia who was under him at the moment.

30K poisoning assassin, 40K life extension biotechnology expert?

What's down there?Don't get it wrong.

It's just that I can't walk and find someone to carry it.

After walking for a short distance with the three "Holy Words" full of confidence, Karl completely stopped.

This is much more exciting than climbing a mountain, and there is not even a hurdle for rest.

If you are not killed by the enemy, but you are exhausted by the hole you dug first, then you can run for the Laughing God.

At this moment, even he regretted it a little bit. If he had known that the Holy City Guards were so hip, he didn't need to drive the train so "deep".

But fortunately, as an excellent assassin, Aurelia didn't ask Karl why she let her carry it.

Since this was a request from the Emperor's Envoy, she just had to fulfill it.

Asking too many questions will only make her appear unprofessional.

Touching Aurelia's synthetic skin, the plan that he hadn't had time to make resurfaced in Karl's mind again.

This synthetic skin is a good thing.

Although the Assassins are not capable of mass-producing it, does Karl have it?

This is not the whole army of pseudo-supermen is considered small.

Didn't you see that Aurelia carried Carl on her back and went up dozens of floors without taking a breath?

It's just that the chest is a bit flat, cough cough...

Immediately correcting his thoughts that seemed a little joyful to the god of sex, Karl turned his attention to the screen hanging on a bracket.

In fact, on the screen, he saw an interesting figure - Nathaniel Gallo.

7th Company Commander - Battle-Captain

Simply relying on this position can already well explain his combat effectiveness.

In addition to a standard loyal bald head with subtle battle marks and the iconic long sword named "Freedom" in his left hand, the power armor worn by this meritorious battle captain is even more luxurious.

It was a pottery copper breastplate whose thickness could be felt just by looking at it, and a brass eagle was carved on his breastplate.

Lifelike, as if ready to fly off his breastplate at any moment.

It was clear to Karl that it was a brass decoration befitting his rank of honor.

On the back of that breastplate is another eagle, this one extending from the shoulder of the armor directly to the backpack of the armor as a kind of headgear.

And this time, Carl saw the genuine bolt gun.

This is different from those miniature imitations he made before, the gun body is polished matte, like a heavy silver ingot in his hand.

The body of the gun with a little yellow in the silvery white highlights a kind of violent aesthetics under the light of the muzzle flame.

A series of explosive bombs mercilessly fired at the defense line of the Holy City Guard around the corner.

Under this devastating force, there cannot be any survivors in this passage.

The carapace worn by the holy city guards is vulnerable to such real large-caliber bombs.

After firing a shuttle, I watched the scorching hot magazine be removed with white steam.

Karl noticed another detail on Captain Galo's armor.

It was a small eagle emblem on his forearm armor.

If Karl still has the "Ursh Chronicle" in his hand at this moment, he can find a portrait of Garo's former comrade-in-arms and interim chief—Gavier Loken when he turns over one page.

And in addition to Loken, he also fought side by side with Saul Tarvitz, the Emperor's Children.

Nathaniel Gallo and Saul Tarvitz saved each other's lives, which is why they have this eagle emblem welded onto their forearm armor.

As they shook hands, the eagles on their gauntlets changed back to clashing.

This is a commemoration, but also a mutual encouragement.

Ironically, the place where they will meet next time will be in the sky above Isstvan III.

There represents the beginning of an irreversible rebellion.

Although I don't know how the changed world line will develop, Karl estimates that this time it will not be much better.

What's more, in the established history, the big rift in M42 is still unfolding as usual.

Besides, this time, what they have to face is an even crazier and more foolish Warmaster.

That's the price of stealing a soul, and it's history that Karl has to fill.

It would be a battle that was far more brutal than he remembered.

He had a premonition that these battles were of the emperor's kind--the pissing nature that was easy to use and used to death.He will certainly not be absent.

But there is still a question here, what is that Mortarion talking about?

This is a question that Karl must figure out, otherwise there will be no way to talk about the follow-up plan.

Therefore, with an attitude of scrutiny, Karl watched the death guard "sample" with relish while touching fish.

He is trying to deduce the clues of Mortarion's change from the "change" that may exist in Nathaniel Gallo.

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(End of this chapter)