Chapter 997 The God of Death’s Choice

Chapter 997 The God of Death’s Choice

Carlos, or rather Tzeentch, who had cast his will through his body, was holding the signed contract in his hand. Khayon's soul disappeared, leaving only an empty shell with the smell of a residual soul.

"Master, is our ultimate goal to activate the End Time to reshuffle the cards?" Carlos couldn't help but ask Tzeentch, he was really curious.

When Tzeentch left, he glanced at Carlos, rolled his eyes, and then answered half jokingly, half seriously, "Yes."

Carlos' heart beat loudly with excitement.

"But it's not."

The excited Carlos was filled with doubts. He could see the past and the future with both heads tilted to show that he could not understand the profound meaning of Tzeentch.

"The end of time is just a backup plan. It can even be said to be the result that will be adopted after the main plan fails."

"This. Is this just a backup plan?" Carlos couldn't believe it. He couldn't think of any plan that could be more grand than the end.

Tzeentch didn't explain much. He just patted Carlos's two small brains, which were very smooth compared to him, and then said mysteriously, "Rokasna is very special and important now."

Tzeentch disappeared, leaving only Carlos standing blankly in Khayon's soul world holding the signed contract.

Shaking his head, he felt deep awe and admiration for the master of destiny's plan. Then Carlos sat down and filled the soul void in Khayon's body.

After a while, the inquisitor, accompanied by guards, opened Kayon's cell. They also hoped to get more information from Kayon.

"Don't be anxious, let me answer your questions one by one." Carlos controlled Kayon's body and spoke in an orderly manner. The inquisitor sitting opposite him did not notice anything strange.

"Victor." Deep in the Ark of Bietan, Ifreni stared angrily at Victor, who appeared like a shadow. Last time, Victor used the Tears of Isa to make Ifreni suffer a big loss. , she remembered this account clearly.

Not only that, she also smelled the brand of Tzeentch from this dead soul.

The war witches and warriors lined up behind Ifreni. All kinds of weapons had been charged, and they could launch ferocious attacks just waiting for Ifreni's order.

Although this is the most important place in Bietan Ark, it does not mean that it is fragile. The complete keel that can support the entire ark structure is very hard. Even if it is directly hit by a battleship, it will only produce some cracks that can be repaired.

I'm afraid that if Victor wants to pull out the old woman's sword inserted in the center of the dragon bone, the spiritual energy fluctuation caused by the sword can crack the dragon bone inch by inch, and it carries the countless culture and history of the Bietan Spirit Tribe. The ark will also fall apart.

This was all reminded by Lin Fan. If it weren't for his reminder and the restriction on Slaanesh, Ifreni felt that the first sword she was looking for was the one inserted in the dragon bone.

Can Victor pull out the sword?

Ifreni thought it was impossible. He was not the chosen one by the God of Death, so there was no way he could resonate with the Sword of the Old Woman.

Viktor must have wanted to pour Tzeentch's power into the dragon's bones along the Crone's Sword, thereby contaminating the entire Ark, which would deal a heavy blow to the strength of the expeditionary force.

"We meet again, we are really destined." Victor bowed elegantly to Ifreni. It seemed that he was still the Lord of Gemo who was high in the cruel spire.

Frowning in disgust, Ifreni drew out the Old Woman's Sword and rushed towards Victor with Thousand Faces, her eyes shining with the faint power of death. She didn't want to communicate too much with the lunatic in front of her, but he would still be happy if she could step on Victor's body and curse a few words.

The rest of the troops followed closely behind them, and many shadows spewed out from Victor's body. Each one transformed into the shape of a nightmare warrior, and they fought together with the Eldar troops, leaving a space for Efreni, Thousand Faces, and Victor to remain undisturbed.

Dodging Ifreni's slash and blocking the psychic attack, Victor showed a sad look, "This is not how you should treat a friend."

"Friends? Who is your friend!" Ifreni replied coldly, using her fingers with some psychic energy to draw runes in the air and then slapped them at Victor.

Lightning, ice, and fire were forcibly bound together by psychic energy, and the chaotic power was enough to reduce an entire team of Space Marines to ashes.

But Victor is not afraid. He sees a weak compromise in Ifreni's spell, and this can be Victor's advantage in defeating Ifreni.

Ruying's arms suddenly stretched forward and spread out, winding up like vines. The two forces collided fiercely in the air, and for a while no one could do anything to defeat the other.

But this is just Efreni's illusion.

When she chose to succumb to Lin Fan, her failure was doomed.

The pale power of death dissipated bit by bit, and Ifreni felt herself becoming weaker and weaker, and the whispers of the dead souls in her ears became blurry.

"This is."

What surprised Ifreni even more was that the power of death began to manifest in Victor.

Seeing that Ifreni was at a disadvantage in the confrontation, Thousand Faces tried to help her, ducking behind Victor and piercing the Crone's Sword.

Victor did not dodge and allowed his body to be pierced by the old woman's sword. He chuckled, always showing the relaxed complacency of grasping the overall situation.

"How incompetent God is. He has his own ideas, but he is also limited by instinct."

Victor's sudden emotion made the two of them confused, but they didn't pay much attention to it and just focused on finding flaws in Victor.

"The four powerful Chaos Gods are like this, and so are the weak lesser gods. You may not understand it, but I am kind-hearted and can explain it to you. Khorne prefers those who are brave and will bestow gifts on them. But Think about it carefully, are these gifts something that Khorne himself wants to do, or are his instincts that shape him passively completing the work of the gifts?"

"What on earth do you want to say!" Ifreni dodged in Victor's shadow piercing. Just for a moment, she felt that she was getting weaker and weaker, and the hand holding the sword was no longer as strong as before.

"Don't be anxious, dear." Victor smiled elegantly, not speeding up his speech at all because of Efreni's urging. "I think I have made it clear. God will take the initiative to bless you." Passive blessings. Killing before Khorne's gaze delights him, and killing without his gaze delights him."

"You." Efreni looked at the increasingly intense power of death on Victor's body, and her expression changed drastically as she seemed to understand something.