Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 197: Horn is Critically Ill

【Welcome back, dear pilot】

[Navigator: Alvin]

[Race: Human]

[Occupation: Merchant Ronin (to be inherited)]

[Remaining energy: 4400 units]

[Remaining source power: 1000 units]

[Main World: Warhammer M41.999]

[Anchor World: Marvel Cinematic Universe-199999, Alien Universe, Resident Evil]

[World Authority Level: LV3]

[Time flow speed: 1-10]

[Destiny Blessing: Living Towards Death]

[Current status: Retrieving the next available anchor world]

This time I went to the Resident Evil world, because the game plot is short, so in total I only stayed for four days.

Four days, about ten days earlier than expected, so nothing should go wrong, right?
Because the speed of time cannot be adjusted every time a new world is traveled to, four days have passed in the main universe.

In just four days, Elsa would surely not be put in a difficult position in front of the old man.

“The gains are not great, but there is hope for the future.”

Alvin glanced at his private space. After being upgraded to level three authority, it had expanded from the original fifty cubic meters to one hundred cubic meters.

The T virus and G virus samples were placed in a corner. Because Arnold was a bionic man, he fell into a deep sleep and lay there quietly. However, the Tyrant Alien had a hibernation capsule specially built for it to prevent it from dying in its private space.

"Adjust the speed of time in the Resident Evil world to be the same as in other worlds. From now on, unless I specify otherwise, follow this setting." Alvin instructed.

[Time flow rate has been set]

"I almost forgot. Let's go to the Alien Universe and get the things back first." Alvin patted his head, activated the 'Navigator' again, and disappeared instantly.

At that time, the 'Demon Battle Axe' was thrown into the cargo hold of the 'Lord of the World', and he never looked at it carefully again.

This time, Alvin was patient and carefully observed the "Devil's Battle Axe".

The deep red axe handle seemed to be injected with countless blood, which flowed down to form a soul imprint. The surface of the half-moon shaped axe blade seemed to have undergone thousands of tempering, leaving crack-like lines. The grooves were seeping with a flowing red luster like magma.

Alvin took a deep breath and grasped the 'Devil's Battle Axe'.

But unexpectedly, he did not seem to be dominated by the desire for killing as he had imagined. The demon axe was extremely heavy, and it was difficult for him to wield it freely with his current physical condition.

[Item detected: Demonic Battle Axe (Perfect)]

[The battle axe forged by the Blood God in the furnace of war is the glory that belongs only to the victor. Once you hold it tightly, you will hear the desolate horn from the ancient wasteland, which grants the user the blessing of the Blood God to stop the war by killing! Only death! ]

"Huh? This is."

Suddenly, he discovered an accident.

When holding the Demon Battle Axe, the spiritual energy was actually suppressed.

Instead, it was a killing skill that seemed to originate from the soul and memory, and was formed by the body's instinct, as if it was integrated with the instinct.

Faintly, it seemed as if one could hear the desolate and deep sound of a horn coming from the chaotic wasteland, as if mixed with the shouts and fighting sounds of countless creatures, the clanging of iron hooves, and the clashing of swords!
"good."

Alvin nodded with satisfaction.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Battle Axe not only empowers the user with enhanced combat skills and martial arts, but also has the magical effect of suppressing psychic energy.

In this way, when encountering special problems, you can try the method of "fighting poison with poison". Using demonic artifacts to suppress the runaway psychic energy is also a solution.

After recovering the 'Devil's Axe', Alvin had no intention of wasting time and returned to the main universe.

"It's time to go back, otherwise Elsa will be worried." Thinking of the cold-faced 'secretary', Alvin couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips and reveal a smile.

Elsa gave him a rather cold impression at first, but as they interacted with each other later, he could feel her thoughtfulness in many ways.

For example, at the end of each study session, when he was exhausted, Elsa would always use very professional techniques to press his temples to relieve his mental fatigue.

For example, after the sword-fighting class, Elsa would considerately prepare a bath for him and add medicine to soothe the mind and muscles... and so on. There are countless such thoughtful things.

"Strange, I actually miss her a little bit." Alvin touched his face, strode into the hive, and went straight to the planetary governor's mansion. He seemed a little impatient.

But he knew very well in his heart that this kind of longing was not so-called love, but more like a habit.

"I don't know if the old man's problem has been resolved."

He did not forget how dangerous the Nakmond Corridor was at this point in time.

If you escape too late and get stuck in the warning star zone, you will be helpless.

While Alvin was daydreaming, he had already seen the Planetary Governor's Palace, but the obviously increased defenses around it, as well as the presence of many Space Marines as guards, made him feel a strong sense of foreboding.

What happened?

He remembered that when he left, Rosel had basically resolved the crisis.

But in just four days, the Planetary Governor's Office was put under martial law again, and even an automatic weapons defense system was set up. This is a bit hard to understand.

Could it be that the forces of Chaos have not been extinct, or that the Necrons have come to attack?

With all kinds of uneasy thoughts in mind, Alvin didn't care about much else. He took off his disguise, strode forward, and announced his identity to the guards: "I am Alvin Valxius!"

"It's the Master! The Master is back!"

The members of the escort team immediately shut down the automatic defense system and reported the news to higher authorities.

Soon, Alvin saw Elsa, but the 'secretary' who used to be always cold, calm and not panicked, now had a worried look on her face and hurried towards him.

When he got closer, he realized that deep in Elsa's eyes, there was deep fatigue and panic, as if she had lost her backbone.

"What happened?"

Alvin's heart sank instantly. He could roughly guess a little just from Elsa's performance.

"Master Alvin, please come in with me."

Elsa bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth, her eyes seemed to contain sadness, and she shook her head gently: "Someone will explain it to you. He has been waiting for you in the hall for two days."

So, this happened suddenly two days after he left?

Alvin remained calm, his expression did not change at all, as if nothing had happened, and followed Elsa into the mansion.

He walked through the garden and came straight to the hall. He saw at a glance the hunched over mechanical priest who looked like an old man. He was holding a mechanical scepter and his scarlet mechanical eyes seemed to reveal a sharp and scrutinizing look, examining his every move and even the subtle details of his expression.

After a moment, the mechanical priest nodded slightly: "As expected of the bloodline of Horn, calmness is the greatest advantage."

"you are?"

Alvin didn't know the other party's identity, but guessed that he was probably related to the Valshus family.

"Carol Solaris, a great biological sage serving the Varshus merchant dynasty." Carol no longer had many human features, and was mostly mechanical. But her voice was still powerful and deep, and her eyes were fixed on him: "At Horn Varshus's request, I will help you become a qualified wandering trader and successor!"

Hearing this, Alvin had confirmed his guess. He stared at Carol and asked, "What happened to my grandpa?"

Carol fell silent for a moment, as if considering whether to tell the truth.

"I am the heir of the Valshus merchant dynasty. I have the right to know about 'Horn'!"

Alvin's tone suddenly rose several degrees, as if it contained tremendous pressure and was wrapped in an invisible momentum, echoing throughout the hall.

"As expected of you, you are Horn's grandson." Carol was not affected at all. Instead, he seemed to be interested and looked at him: "Well, although Horn doesn't allow me to tell you, I think that if you want to be a qualified heir, you must shoulder the heavy responsibility."

After a pause, Carol's tone turned serious and he said in a deep voice, "Your grandfather, Horn Valshus, is critically ill and dying."

The biochemical is over, next is the alert star mixed exercise~
PS: The plot of Vigilance Star has been going on for more than ten years, so the protagonist will not participate in the whole process, otherwise the book will be written until the end. Vigilance Star is a springboard, and then it will be withdrawn at the appropriate time to develop in the dark side of the empire.
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(End of this chapter)