Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 75: The Birth of the Gorilla King?

Stepping on the corpse of the former Scarlet Moon, Karl was not satisfied.

Because he forgot an important point-these powers directly from Khorne did not seem to have been initially purified by the Emperor.

And when he finally reacted, the desire to kill could no longer be suppressed.

Karl, who was standing in the center of the field, looked like a real demon crawling out of hell.

The audience was silent.

Not a single member of the Tongxinhui dared to speak out.

Before this, even those demons summoned by the sacrificial ceremony could not achieve this effect.

Bending down to pick up the two giant double axes that fell from the ground, Karl had already made a decision.

After looking around, he shouted loudly: "All eyes are on me, I have something to announce."

Of course, it doesn’t make any difference whether you shout or not. After all, everyone present here, it depends on who else to look at if you don’t look at Karl.

For these members of the Concentric Society, after easily killing the former orangutan moon leader, the position of the orangutan moon leader under Fabri (Karl)'s buttocks is already secure.

Besides fear, some people are waiting for Fabry (Carl) to inherit the position of Scarlet Moon Chief.

Because the change of dynasty also means new opportunities.

The former Ape Moon Chief has sat in that position for too long, and it's time for a rotation.

After all, most of the people present are not fools. If they can safely sacrifice to others, who would like to sacrifice themselves?
However, compared with the rotation that this group of members of the Concentric Association thought of, this wave of rotation preset by Karl seems to be more "bloody".

But before the real drama begins, he still needs to do some preparatory work.

Accompanied by Carl quietly pressing a micro switch hidden in the burqa.

A signal was transmitted along the transmitter in the switch to the backpack in the player's lounge.

After receiving the instruction signal, the high-power transmitter in the backpack sent the signal to a further distance.

At the same time, a slight vibration also sounded on the transmitter inside Karl's burqa.

One sound, (Successfully connected to the backpack, the database has been copied.)
Two beeps, (successfully connected to the Red Pirate Mercenary Group)
Three times. (The plan has been received and confirmed to be implemented.)
After feeling the three vibrations from the transmitter, Karl's hanging heart was finally relieved.

At this point, everything is ready.

(Grandpa Nurgle, I'm here to check in again.)
Mention the taboo, Nurgle's gaze value +10%, current 100%
After taking a deep breath, Carl said the second half of that sentence.

"I declare that no one can get out of here today unless he converts to the Emperor."

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Carl's speech perfectly avoided all the speculation of this group of "smart people".

They guessed that Karl might have a "big purge";
They guessed that Karl might come up with a new corrupt plan;

They even guessed that Karl would start preparing for a new round of demon summoning.

But only when Karl came to power and began to call for the belief in the emperor, no one dared to guess.

But soon, some of the members of this group of fellowship members understood what Carl meant.

Wind of recovery!

Accompanied by one after another green ripples, like the ripples made by stones in a pond, they spread around Karl as the center.

Soon, he could smell something different among the members of the Tongxinhui on stage.

After automatically eliminating the smell of Nurgle, the Emperor faction and the Khorne faction were clearly distinguished in Karl's eyes.

At the same time, outside the Blood Arena, the other half of the Nurgle-style Blood Council Hall also experienced a change at this time.

The pustules on the wall began to burst, and on the "wound" with pus, new pustules grew from the stone wall again in violation of the laws of physics.

Countless disgusting but extremely small double-faced worms crawled out of these ruptured pustules.

Nurgle's sacred number is seven, the color of rot and ruin, waste and vomit, mucus and pus.

At this time, the Blood Council Hall on the left happened to have seven huge dark green floor-to-ceiling windows.

These French windows were whining against Nurgle's howling storm.

Those who listen carefully will find that there is Nurgle's denial of the Emperor in these noises.

"The Emperor is not real."

And all the members of the Tongxinhui who heard this sentence experienced three stages of changes after being eroded by the double-faced worm.

From human to zombie;
From zombie to human again;

In the end, it changed from a human to a disgusting bug.

Fortunately, it seems that there is some kind of agreement with Khorne, these bugs did not drill into Khorne's chassis.

After ensuring that all his "children" would not listen to the non-existent "corpse emperor's lies", these powers from Nurgle gradually dissipated into nothing.

It's as if it's been inhabited by fat, bloated bugs from the start.

And if the believers of Nurgle experienced a "reorganization and erasure of traces", then another group of Khorne believers who were targeted by Karl were not so lucky.

Just as Khorne often does not mind blessing the enemy, Khorne itself does not care whether these believers live or die.

No matter who it is, as long as they can offer a feast of "loyalty" blood.

As for whose blood was shed, Khorne didn't care, and didn't need to care.

One axe, two axes, three axes.

One by one Khorne believers were chopped to pieces by Karl screaming in horror.

Every time there is a whistling sound, there must be a head dedicated to the one on the brass throne.

At this moment, he couldn't tell where he had killed.

No purpose, no future, no sanity.

At this moment, Karl is like a cold killing machine, relentlessly chasing and killing a Khorne believer.

Those believers who dared to take up arms against Karl have long since become the souls of his axe.

As the killing progressed, the power of Khorne on Karl became stronger and stronger.

At this moment, in the entire Blood Council Hall, no creature could take his axe.

And just when Karl cast his bloodthirsty gaze on those members of the One Heart Society who had converted to the Emperor and were locked in a corner trembling at this moment.

His last wisp of sanity helped a little.

Of course, it may not be appropriate to say rationality, to be precise, it is the pursuit of interests.

Killing them would do Karl no good.

So in a sea of ​​scarlet blood, Karl pointed the sharp blade in his hand at the big bug swarm next door with difficulty.

And this was the last sliver of his sanity, the limit of what he could do.

(Hopefully, Red Beard will be on time this time.)
At this moment, Carl's consciousness seemed to be forcibly dragged into the endless deep sea.

In total darkness, he couldn't do anything.

At this moment, he could only believe in the plan that had been laid out long ago.

After an unknown amount of time, a familiar feeling of nausea yanked him upwards from the deep sea of ​​consciousness.

Feeling the familiar nausea from the soul, Karl finally breathed a sigh of relief.

And with the sense of security comes endless exhaustion.

(Forget it, get up tomorrow and count the loot.)
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(End of this chapter)