Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 207 "Physical" Persuasion

"Prove to me who you are, Karl."

That was Ahriman's question.

After all, even if Karl is exaggerating, there is still an unavoidable problem-Karl has no evidence to prove that he is the so-called envoy of the Emperor.

Well, at least from Ahriman's point of view.

Before officially sharing information and communicating, it is important to establish the identity of the other party.

Although it is basically impossible for the Thousand Sons to lie to each other, Ahriman does not think that the person in front of him is Karl Price.

"What kind of proof do you want, is everything you have done in the past and everything you will do in the future enough?"

Of course, Carl was a little guilty when he said this.

After all, he only knew the story of Ahriman in the "Original Official History".

As for what Ahriman has experienced in this world that has long since changed beyond recognition, Karko cannot fully guarantee it.

"No, I want proof of your ability more."

"Sometimes change is necessary. But I prefer order, it's more...predictable."

After speaking, Ahriman took off the bolt pistol hanging from his waist.

If according to what Carl said, then he will face a big gamble next.

It is true that the possibility that Karl mentioned gave him a glimmer of hope, but after all, there is a gap between a speaker and a man of action.

Whether the guy in front of him who claims to be from the future is really capable of fulfilling his promise, Ahriman needs to try it himself before deciding whether to place a bet.

Ariman has heard enough of those unrealistic and beautiful fantasies, but unfortunately, if he does not have enough ability to practice them, it will be just a mirage after all.

What Ahriman wanted at this moment was not a bad check from the Emperor...

And the most direct proof, for the Astartes, is the real power.

"Use strength to prove your promise."

The golden guardian spirit Aaetpio widened the vertical eye located in the center of its gear structure, and the refined bolt pistols with gold-made swept-back eagle wings locked their focus on Karl who was at the side.

This is the core area of ​​the Crow School Pyramid Library.

Although the strong psychic power here is not enough to block Magnus's full prying from a distance, if it's just an ordinary sparring, it won't cause unnecessary trouble.

On the other hand, Karl, who is standing opposite Ahriman at this moment, has two choices.

"The Abyss of Wisdom" or "The Power of Violence"?
Choosing the former, Karl can take the opportunity to spy on Tzeentch's complete plan this time.

By choosing the latter, Karl can hone in on the full combat effectiveness of this new body.

So Karl's choice is - children make choices, I want them all.

The power of hope left on the books is just a number after all, and only what is spent can be truly earned.

Carl, who holds 165482 huge powers of hope, will obviously not pick and search at important moments related to the overall situation.

Since it's useless to write a bad check, you have to show off your muscles and warm up in advance.

Magnus may not be able to beat you too much, but it is more than enough to beat you with an Ahriman.

As for exposing yourself, you will also use the power provided by the four gods of chaos?

In terms of degree of heresy, what you, Ahriman, did in the original history has nothing to do with "loyalty".

Karl did not answer Ahriman's invitation to a duel directly, because the bolt pistol that had already been locked on his chest already showed Ahriman's attitude.

If Karl had chosen to back down, it would be impossible for him to walk out of this secret room standing up.

Because the object of Ahriman's responsibility from beginning to end was never the Emperor, but the brothers in the Legion.

"You learned from those wolf cubs, you shoot if you disagree."

Before the words fell, a bomb was fired directly from the muzzle of Ahriman's gun.

It's just that it was a melee fragmentation bomb, which was the best choice Ahriman could make when he couldn't see through Karl's future.

This is also a challenge for him who is used to using prophecy to fight.

Ahriman and his party could have escaped safely with Magnus' last goodwill.

And at this moment, Magnus, who has almost completely degenerated by rebounding, is definitely a big gamble.

Therefore, as the leader, Ahriman must personally confirm the ability of the self-proclaimed Emperor's Messenger.

He will not hand over the fate of any of the Thousand Sons to the person who "always only cared about the so-called overall situation".

Long after he knew the so-called truth, he fought only for his brothers.

"Bang bang bang."

The bolt pistol in Ahriman's hand fired a beautiful triple burst.

He was very sure that the three explosive bombs he fired had completely blocked all the routes of the figure in the distance.

He has long been accustomed to this kind of predictive combat method, even without the guidance of prophecy, he can still complete all this with experience.

And the guy in the distance who called himself Karl, all the actions he made after entering the battle seemed a bit "childish" to him.

That feeling is like a pure layman, a "half layman" who has not had any professional combat training at all.

But even so, he didn't let up.

It is obviously impossible to completely shield all the existence of his foresight with this little strength.

But this is far from enough. If it can't reach the level that can interfere with the decisive battle between the Primarchs, all the so-called plans are just a scam.

As the smoke and dust cleared in the distance, the slightly embarrassed figure whose fighting strength did not decrease but increased in the analysis of the guardian spirit Aaetpio proved the conjecture in Ahriman's mind.

But at this moment, Karl, who was forced to quickly activate the first level of berserk power to barely resist this wave, finally realized what the gap in combat awareness is.

Yes, he once borrowed the power of the corrupted swamp on half of Devon's satellite to violently crush Erebus.

But if the strengths of the two sides are re-set on the same level, it is obvious that Karl must be the one who has been abused.

That kind of fighting experience and fighting awareness accumulated over hundreds of years is not something that Karl, who has traveled for less than 3 months, can catch up by self-taught.

Even more unfortunate.

He was basically fighting along the way, and he was a crushing fighter in terms of pure strength, and he rarely thought about the flaws in his so-called moves.

It is true that these self-created small moves are indeed not a problem to harvest under the situation of crushing strength.

But once they encountered difficult bones, such as the veteran Astartes company commander like Ahriman, it seemed somewhat stretched.

This is also the reason why Karl only chooses to activate the first level of violent power.

It is true that the state is full, and he can easily get rid of Ahriman, who seems to him to be a bit "contemptuous".

But in addition, he also wanted to take the opportunity to practice his hands.

He who wants to participate in the battle of Prospero must adapt to this kind of battle between Astartes in advance.

With the blessing of Tier 1 berserk power, Astartes' already powerful and terrifying physical body became even more violent.

Karl even had a premonition that as long as he reached the second level of berserk power, the Terminator power armor worn on him at this moment, which had been opened several holes by the melee fragmentation bomb, would become a part of his combat power. burden.

"What is unplugging the independent graphics card to improve performance, hey!"

Facing the 6 rounds of melee fragmentation bombs that struck again, Carl chose a standard roll, intending to minimize the damage he received.

But obviously this kind of operation is completely useless under Ahriman's gun.

"Bang bang bang".

Six melee fragmentation bombs exploded beside him one by one.

Although under Karl's control, none of the four special bombs hit directly, but this result seemed to be included in Ahriman's calculations.

For the burly figure of the Astartes, those scattered large precognitive fragments obviously have a better killing effect than simple explosive bombs.

Because compared to ordinary bombs, these "melee fragmentation bombs" that are pre-cut into relatively large pieces of prefabricated fragments obviously have a better armor-piercing effect on the thick power armor on the Astartes.

Propelled by the explosion, the fragments slammed into the hard surface of Cal's Terminator armor.

Obviously, this is the effect Ahriman expected.

These large shrapnel broke through the thick defensive interlayer of the Terminator's armor in bursts of violent friction and collision.

It's just that after that, the remaining kinetic energy can't do anything to the surface of Karl's body, which is blessed with a level 1 berserk power.

But the tingling sensation of the fragments gently cutting through the outermost layer of the skin was still faithfully conveyed to his mind.

Pain is not always a bad thing, at least it can warn you of the danger you are currently encountering.

The partially damaged black carapace part of the inner layer of the armor has slightly affected the operation of this pair of Terminator power armor.

However, under the forcible drive of Karl's power far exceeding the standard Astartes, these small but potentially fatal flaws were temporarily hidden.

"Kata"

That was the sound of Ahriman changing magazines.

Only 9 rounds is the price you have to pay for portability in this bolt pistol.

In the interval between Aliman's misfiring, Karl also dragged the power armor, which seemed a bit cumbersome at this time, and quickly shortened the distance between the two sides.

The entire reception hall is actually not that big.

With a short distance of tens of meters, when Ahriman just inserted the second magazine, Karl had already rushed in front of him.

This distance has reached the optimal killing distance of Lie Yan (raging flames).

With a thought, two scorching flames quickly condensed out of thin air from between his hands, and then shot towards Ahriman who had just pushed the magazine into the barrel of the gun.

It's a pity that Ahriman seems to have deduced the shooting direction of the flames from Karl's movements.

He dodged Karl's attack with a dodge.

But when he held up the ready-made melee shotgun again—a kind of shotgun that would not explode but could be fired by a bolter, he saw an extremely abnormal sight on the fringe of the originally golden eagle wing decoration of the bolt pistol. of scorched black.

This was not what he expected at all.

Yes, it is true that he could judge the direction of the flame's attack based on the details of Karl's movements that clearly indicated the direction of the attack.

But what he didn't know was that Karl could control these flames to change direction slightly in the air.

This is also an application of psionic energy.

Karl, who has been familiar with this "magic" for a long time, said that it seems to be similar to how he practiced flying with demon wings before.

That is not a fixed spell, but a "body" that moves at will.

Like an extension of will, this foolish operation made Karl instantly become a "mobile fort".

As a result, the style of fighting between the two sides gradually changed.

The originally expected iron-armored fist fight did not happen, but instead turned into two forts fighting.

On Ahriman's side, because he has rich combat experience, each shot can cause more or less damage to Karl.

But that's all.

At this moment, the original crimson armor on Ahriman's body had already been baked into charcoal black.

And with the reduction of ammunition, the situation gradually became unfavorable for him.

He knew very well that other powers had been injected into the body that was "crazily rubbing fireballs" opposite him at the moment.

But that power never came from the Emperor.

This is also the reason why he is still insisting on fighting instead of choosing a temporary truce to accept Karl's proposal.

He wants to protect all the Thousand Sons who are willing to follow him. He wants to completely solve the so-called "distortion of flesh and blood". He doesn't want the tragedy that happened to his "twin brother" Ohm Zod to happen again.

And the guy in front of him who called himself Karl obviously didn't match the power source he claimed.

It was a violent killing force.

The pure killing intent contained in it even far surpassed the group of "wolf cubs" Ahriman had seen before.

He knew very well that if it wasn't for this force, the figure in the distance would have fallen down long ago.

A total of 72 shots were shot, and the shots were fatal.

The combined amount of those fragments was already enough to completely tear up that pair of Terminator power armor.

But Karl still stood on the ruins full of debris and explosion craters, tirelessly confronting him with the fireballs that were rubbed out one after another.

Silently pushing the last magazine, Ahriman had a premonition that this would be the last attack he could make in this unexpected battle.

Although every flame has been avoided by him fatally.

But he doesn't have the stamina that can be called cheating.

The two superhuman hearts had already reached their limits, and every step was consuming Ahriman's remaining strength.

One shot at a time, relying on the fuzzy prediction model in his mind and the guidance of combat experience, he is sitting in the final attempt.

He's trying to corner Karl somewhere.

Because the last bullet in his gun at this moment is not an ordinary bomb.

= The four gods blinded the eyes of the bloodthirsty wolves, it is not cowardly to retreat temporarily, please remember, at least before you actually betrayed, the emperor did not think you were a traitor. =
It was the only bullet he picked up earlier that had important information engraved on it, not the case.

And this non-fragmentation large-caliber "slug" will become Ahriman's last trump card.

Because at this moment, this so-called discussion has changed after Karl showed the power from Khorne.

In Ahriman's view, this is a "battle of silence" against them by Chaos.

For this reason he must fight to the last moment for those brothers who still choose to stand on the Emperor's side.

79 shots, 80 shots.

Finally the opportunity came.

Silently pulling the trigger, it had exhausted his last strength.

The large slug flew towards the body that had already been beaten to pieces in the distance.

It was a perfect straight line, and this bullet with the attribute of fate would pass through Carl's two hearts at one time at a special angle.

Indeed, everything seemed so perfect.

Except for one point, Ahriman didn't count that Karl still has a second-order form, and even hides a third-order form killer.

Feeling the far more terrifying aura from the body in the distance than before, Ahriman felt a trace of despair.

Or, since the failed ceremony, he has been in this kind of despair.

It's just that at this moment, the taste of despair is stronger.

"Ahem, cough, why is the sparring so hard? It seems that after taking it to the small black room, you have to squeeze it hard to get back the money!"

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(End of this chapter)