Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 160 Prime Numbers

Faced with this horrific massacre, Adele showed extraordinary calmness. She quickly recovered from the shock and grief. Then, she took Howard's hand and wanted to take her Messiah away before being discovered by the Star Army.

But Howard's feet seemed to have taken root, and no matter how Adele dragged and urged him, he didn't move.

"No..." Howard murmured, "No!"

"Messiah, please cheer up!" Adele urged anxiously, "I'll take you away from here."

But Howard suddenly hugged the thin girl, and the man kept apologizing: "I'm sorry... Adele... I'm sorry..."

Adele was momentarily flustered after being hugged by Howard, but she quickly calmed down and accepted Howard. She took out one hand and gently touched Howard's head, saying softly, "Messiah, you don't have to blame yourself. You've done very well. This is not your fault."

But after being comforted by the little girl, Howard felt more remorseful and guilty, because only he knew that his apology was not to the people who were being massacred, but to Adele.

Howard put his mouth close to Adele's ear and whispered: "Lord of Plague, please allow me to set foot in your garden again."

"Messiah, what are you talking about..." A puzzled expression appeared on Adele's face, but a white light appeared from her forehead, like a third open eye.

A dazzling psychic light burst out from the eye, and the dim cold storage suddenly became as bright as day. Howard's shadow was cast on the wall and ceiling, flickering violently.

For a moment, everyone in the shelter except Howard heard the whistling of the wind, but their clothes did not move at all, because it was a torrent pouring down at the soul level.

A layer of white frost quickly grew on the iron frames and hooks of the cold storage, and the blood flowing on the ground began to freeze.

Adele's limbs drooped like a puppet, but her feet were floating off the ground. Her eyes had lost their pupils, leaving only the whites, but she stubbornly kept her eyes open as wide as possible, staring at Howard.

The girl opened her lips slightly, but could no longer speak. The white pupil gradually opened, gradually splitting the girl's body into two.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry." Howard's eyes were filled with pain and self-blame. He looked directly into Adele's empty eyes and said, "Adele, please don't forgive me."

But just before the pale eye was about to open completely, Adele's body suddenly trembled, and then the sharp spike of a military dagger protruded from the girl's chest.

These Astra Militarum troops that came to cleanse the worlds infected by demons more or less had knowledge of fighting the Warp. The moment the portal opened, some of them understood what was happening, and found the carrier of the portal and wiped it out before the portal was fully opened.

"Pfft!"

With her chest pierced, Adele, as a human, spat out a large mouthful of blood, and the portal that was almost fully opened quickly closed.

Without the support of the warp power, Adele fell due to gravity, but at this time there was a military dagger stuck in her chest, so she cut herself in half during the fall. In the end, her collarbone got stuck and was not completely cut open.

At the end of her life, Adele, who had regained self-consciousness, raised her head and coughed out blood mixed with pieces of flesh, with a sound like a broken bellows.

"Messiah...I seem to have messed up again...I'm sorry..."

Then her head dropped permanently.

After Adele's death, the Astra Militarum who had pierced her lifted his dagger and examined the corpse, like a hunter examining a rabbit pierced by an arrow. Once he had confirmed the target was completely dead, he casually dropped Adele's body from the dagger, completely slicing it in two. The Astra Militarum then attempted to pursue the man who had hidden behind the girl, but as soon as he raised his head, the man roared and charged at him.

The Astra Militarum swung his dagger in panic, but Howard ducked, only slicing off a small piece of his shoulder. Howard threw himself on him, gritting his teeth and shouting at him, "Plague Father! Plague Father! Open your garden! Descend upon me with your power!"

Before Howard could finish his words, he was grabbed by the Astra Militarum and thrown to the ground. Then the Astra Militarum stepped on Howard and raised his saber to stab him.

But like Adele, after hearing Howard calling the Lord of Plague, an eye opened on his forehead, and a new portal was opening with this Astra Militarum as the medium.

"The Messiah! It's the Messiah!"

But soon after the Astra Militarum discovered Howard, the refugees in the shelter soon discovered Howard as well, and then they discovered the Astra Militarum standing in front of Howard, who was opening as a portal.

"The Messiah is in danger!"

The refugees made a judgment immediately, and then they rushed forward and pounced on the Astra Militarum. Before Howard could persuade them, they had snatched the dagger from the Astra Militarum's hand and cut off the other's head.

The first portal was destroyed by the Astra Militarum who was smashing and killing, and the second portal was destroyed by the one who was being killed.

Howard didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He felt greatly mocked.

"Messiah, hurry up! We're here to buy you some time!"

After killing the Astra Militarum soldier, the remaining refugees stood before Howard without hesitation.

Now Howard can no longer open the portal because there are so many people around him. If he speaks, they will all hear him. If so many people turn into portals at the same time, no one on this planet will survive.

"No! Run! I can't leave! I want to stay! I'll hold them back!" Howard immediately rejected the refugees' suggestions.

At this time, the massacre in the laboratory has come to an end. Almost all the refugees have been killed, and the piled corpses extend from the ground to the ceiling. What the Astra Militarum needs to do next is some finishing operations, such as completely killing the refugees who are still breathing, or looking for possible escape routes.

Soon the Astra Militarum soldiers discovered the last group of refugees in the cold storage. They sent dozens of people to clean them up, but these refugees did not just run away like other refugees. Instead, they shouted "For the Messiah" and rushed towards the Astra Militarum soldiers holding butcher knives.

Then it was chopped into pieces without any suspense.

Howard stared blankly at the refugees who rushed towards the Astra Militarum for him, their limbs being chopped off, the splattering blood burning Howard's nerves like molten iron.

In the end, no one was saved.

Howard suddenly felt a huge void in his heart. He sat on the ground in a daze and read out a number.

"409."

Once upon a time, he seemed to have forgotten this little habit of his.

It turns out he didn't forget.

Chaos is not a good thing, but the Empire is also not something that people can like.

Howard sat on the ground, head down, waiting for it all to be over.

When the killing was over, the Astra Militarum found that there was still a person sitting here, so they walked up and formed a circle around Howard.

"Are you the Messiah they're talking about?" An Astra Militarum soldier with a lieutenant's insignia on his shoulder walked up to Howard and taunted him, "Heretic! In the name of the God-Emperor, I sentence you to death."

After saying that, he drew his saber and slashed at Howard's neck.

But after the saber fell less than an inch away from Howard's neck, it could no longer fall.

The lieutenant looked horrified. He tried to pull his saber back, but no matter how hard he tried, the saber seemed to be welded and wouldn't move at all.

A lavender spiritual fire appeared out of thin air, outlining the outline of a person stroke by stroke, and then filling in colors and details.

The tall figure stood in front of Howard, holding the blade of the saber with two fingers.

Freya.