Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 741 07.740: "Roulette of Fate"

Horatio had only taken a dozen steps when he felt his strength ebb away like dew under the scorching sun. He experienced the true meaning of "feeling drained away".

Big drops of sweat rolled down his broad forehead and temples, gathered at his lips, and went into his mouth with a hint of saltiness.

He struggled to hold the Holy Blood Chainsaw Sword tightly with both hands. The weight of the sword seemed to be against him. Every time he took a step forward, he had to use all his strength.

He trudged forward while greeting the Thousand Sons wizard's family.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally reached the top of the altar.

Everything before my eyes remained unchanged. The tomb, which had been a scene of close combat and fierce conflict before, now seemed to have been paused by the god of time and fell into deathly silence.

Only the swarms of silver-black beetles are still working diligently, following the same instructions that have remained unchanged for thousands of years, and performing their duties step by step.

Seeing this, Horatio could almost conclude that this was the soul-exorcising force field created by the Necron artifact.

It seems that in the official history, the Storm King created the dead zone to exorcise spirits, and even if the device he used was not this one, it was very similar.

At this time, Horatio had two choices: one was to immediately kill the Tzeentch wizard who was so close and unable to move with a sword; the other was to remove the influence of the exorcism dead zone first.

It can be said that there are two choices, but in fact there is only one.

Once the exorcism zone is lifted, who can guarantee that the wizard will not immediately counterattack and kill him?

So, the answer is self-evident...if we resist head-on, the traitor will not be able to bear it!
Horatio struggled to lift the Holy Blood Chainsaw Sword high with both hands. At this moment, the sword seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Just this action made his arms tremble slightly.

"Go to hell! Traitor who practices witchcraft!" Horatio gritted his teeth and swung the sword with all his strength.

At this moment, Ukani suddenly turned his head and looked at Horatio with lightning eyes.

At the same time, the Holy Rose Sisters around them also slowly took action.

"Ouch, my head hurts so much." Sister Arabella felt as if her head was hit by a hammer. She covered half of her face with one hand and stared fiercely at the Thousand Sons Rubric Warrior in front of her with her other eye.

The faint power of faith flickered around the nuns like fireflies.

With their firm belief, they fought against the shielding of the Soul Fire by the Dead Zone and re-established contact with the Lord of Humanity on the Golden Throne.

The Krieg soldiers, the Thousand Sons Rubric Warriors driven by wizards, and the rebel soldiers remained standing still like statues.

Seeing Ukani move, Horatio swung his sword faster.

However, this cunning and treacherous wizard managed to escape from him in an instant by using the flash.

Ukani, who had escaped with his life, stood on a frisbee as smooth as a mirror, looking down at Horatio with the corners of his mouth raised arrogantly, and that smile was filled with deep mockery and malice.

"Ah, so this is what this thing does, really interesting. Hehehe."

Wukani covered his right eye with one hand and grumbled sickly, "It seems that I must destroy this artifact that is most likely to prevent my master from completing his great plan."

Wukani raised his hand and aimed his staff at the center of the altar. In an instant, a strange magical light shot out from the staff.

"Jiong!" A ball of phantom fire instantly enveloped the device. Outside the device, a force emitting black smoke fought against it, trying to block the erosion of the phantom fire.

"The Supreme Power will soon destroy this artifact. But before that, you still have a chance. Come on, join my bet! Defeat me! You can turn the situation around, hahahaha!" Ukani opened his arms in the air and laughed arrogantly.

Horatio felt slightly better.

As the nuns resumed their actions, the power of faith gradually increased and began to fight against the suppression of the Exorcist Death Zone, which allowed him to return to normal for a short time.

"Stop talking nonsense and come down to duel with me!" Horatio raised his sword to the sky, with the tip of the chainsaw pointing directly at the wizard's tall and thin nose.

"Then, mortal, I will assume that you have accepted my invitation to participate in this roulette game!"

call out!
As soon as he finished speaking, Horatio felt dizzy, as if he was sucked into an invisible vortex.

When he looked at the scene clearly again, he found himself standing on a high platform.

Below the platform was a tall and withered tree, on which hung densely the corpses of Krieg soldiers who had turned into dry bones, as well as the corpses of the Military Supervisory Commissioners.

Horatio had sharp eyesight, and even in this dim environment, he could see the words "1313" engraved on their collars.

Needless to say, these heroic sacrifices must have been the victims of the day of the Carpathian Parade Rebellion.

Their bodies were desecrated after their deaths, their ankles chained tightly and hung on this rotten and decaying tall tree, eventually rotting into a pile of dry bones.

Horatio quickly observed the surrounding environment. It seemed that this place was not far from the tomb hall just now. It might even be only separated by a wall.

"The bet is simple. In front of you is the antechamber of this tomb, which contains five traps.

The omniscient and omnipotent God informed me that three of the five traps were damaged and could not be triggered, but two were still functioning and extremely deadly.

The rules are simple. We each step on a pedal and leave our fate to the omniscient and omnipotent God. "

Just as the angry Horatio was about to open his mouth to refute, Ukani interrupted him and said, "I know you want to ask, 'Why should I bet with you?' It's simple. When you step on the first pedal and are still safe and sound, I can tell you what happened in the first Abyss Port incident more than ten years ago and why you ended up in the nest.

If you step on the stone slab for the second time and nothing happens to you, I will tell you what a grand plan the great omniscient and omnipotent Lord has for letting you drift down to the lair."

Wukani laughed self-absorbedly: "You have no choice but to keep moving forward, get close to me, and kill me, so that you can return to the original tomb hall. Only by moving forward, getting close to me, and killing me can you get the regiment flag you want.

Come, son of darkness, take a brave step towards destiny. Today, only one of us can walk out of here alive. Let the omniscient and omnipotent God see who is truly favored by fate. "

The regimental flag of the 1313th Infantry Regiment floated in the air. It was hung on the top of a tall tree by Ukani.

This series of blasphemous provocations caused veins to bulge around the silent Horatio's temples.

[What exactly happened during the first Abyss Port incident more than a decade ago...and what did Big Blue Bird want to do by sending me underground?

It sounds like this information is of some value. Maybe it can give me some insight into how and why I traveled through time, and how much truth and falsehood there are in the words I said in that illusion.]
However, Horatio was not annoyed by the provocation. He observed the environment around the mechanism. Each pedal might mean a deadly mechanism behind it.

He was not stupid enough to unconditionally believe what Tzeentch's apostle said, and he was not as powerful as Guilliman, who would make Tzeentch only talk nonsense and not lies.

That being the case.

『Activate: Omen Tarot』

(End of this chapter)