Chapter 997 The God of Death Chosen

Carlos, or rather, Tzeentch, who was projecting 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 launch the End of Time to reshuffle the cards?" Carlos couldn't help asking Tzeentch, he was really curious.

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

Carlos' heart was beating excitedly.

"But it's not."

Carlos was filled with doubts, and his two heads that could see the past and the future were tilted to show that he couldn't understand Tzeentch's deep meaning.

"The End of Time is just a backup plan, and it can even be said that it will be adopted only after the main plan fails."

"This. This is just a backup plan?" Carlos felt unbelievable, he couldn't think of any plan that could be more grand than the End of Time.

Tzeentch didn't explain much, just patted Carlos's two little heads that looked very smooth compared to him, and then said mysteriously, "Rocasna is very special and important now."

Tzeentch disappeared, leaving only Carlos, who had signed the name contract, standing blankly in Khayang's soul world.

Shaking his head, he felt deeply in awe and admiration for the Lord of Destiny's plan. Then Carlos sat down on the spot and filled the soul gap in Khayang's body.

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

"Don't worry, let me answer your questions one by one." Carlos controlled Khayang's body and said in an orderly manner. The Inquisitor sitting opposite him did not notice anything unusual.

"Victor." Deep in the Bietan Ark, Iverene stared at Victor, who was like a shadow, with anger in her heart. The last time Victor used the Tears of Isha to make Iverene suffer a great loss, she remembered this account clearly.

Not only that, she also smelled the scent of Tzeentch's mark from this dead soul who should have died.

The war witches and warriors lined up behind Iverene, and all kinds of weapons were fully charged, waiting for Iverene's order to launch a fierce attack.

Although this is the most important place in the Bjetan Ark, it does not mean it is fragile. The complete keel that can support the entire structure of the Ark is very hard, and even if it is directly hit by a warship, it will only produce some repairable cracks.

The fear is that if Victor wants to pull out the old woman's sword inserted in the center of the keel, the psychic fluctuations caused by the sword can crack the keel inch by inch, and the Ark carrying countless cultures and history of the Bjetan Eldar will also collapse.

These are all reminded by Lin Fan. If it weren't for his reminder and the restriction on Slaanesh, Iverene felt that the first sword she was looking for was the one inserted in the keel.

Can Victor pull out the sword?

Ivrene thought it was unlikely. He was not the chosen one of the God of Death, so he could not arouse the resonance of the Crone Sword.

Victor must want to pour the power of Tzeentch into the dragon bone through the Crone Sword, and then pollute the entire Ark, which can severely hit the strength of the expeditionary force.

"We meet again, it's really fate." Victor saluted Ivrene gracefully. It seems that he is still the Lord of Gomo who is high in the cruel spire.

Frowning with disgust, Ivrene drew out the Crone Sword and rushed towards Victor with Thousand Faces, her eyes flashing with the power of death. She didn't want to communicate too much with the madman in front of her, but she would be happy to step on Victor's body and spit a few words.

The rest of the troops followed closely behind them, and Victor's body spit out many shadows. Each one turned into the figure of a nightmare warrior. They fought with the Eldar troops, leaving an open space for Ivrene, Thousand Faces, and Victor to be undisturbed.

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

"Friends? Who is your friend!" Ivrene answered coldly, her fingers adorned with a little psychic energy to draw runes in the air and then slapped Victor.

Lightning, ice, and fire were forcibly bound together by psychic energy, and the chaotic power was enough to wipe an entire team of space warriors into ashes.

But Victor was not afraid. He saw the weak compromise in Ivrene's spell, and this could become Victor's advantage in defeating Ivrene.

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

But this was just Ivrene's illusion.

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

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

"This is..."

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

Seeing that Evelene was at a disadvantage in the confrontation, Qianmian tried to help her, and flashed behind Victor and stabbed him with the old woman's sword.

Victor did not dodge, and let his body be pierced by the old woman's sword. He laughed, always showing the ease and complacency of controlling the overall situation.

"How incompetent the gods are, they have their own ideas, but they are 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 what 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 herself 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.