Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 58 56. More Changes Than Plans

Endurance, dueling cage.

just now.
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On the stage where the lights were watching, Karastifone turned around and put his sickle on. He smiled at the Barbarus crowd below the stage with a humble yet proud expression.

There were bursts of cheers and applause from the audience, and some even whistled.

There was a cacophony, and unexpectedly, Primarch Mortarion didn't stop it.

Just now, only two people in the audience saw Karastifone's little move clearly.

One was Mortarion—

Mortarion remained seated, the tall figure of the Primarch as still as a corpse.

So is that what you want me to see, Typhon?

Mortarion's gaze under the hood looked towards the cheering Barbarus crowd. When did his sons, his people, celebrate like this after leaving their homeland?

Is that what you're trying to say?

The victory obtained in exchange for psionic power, and then following this emotion, you want me to relax the restrictions on psionic power and let you use psionic power?
Are you still so persistent, Callas?
Or am I doing something wrong?

Mortarion fell silent.

On the stage, Kalastifone glanced at Mortarion indistinctly.

Of course he knew what Mortarion was thinking.

Before, Karastyphon had made insinuations and tested Mortarion's attitude towards the Librarian.

Obviously, based on his knowledge of witchcraft on Barbarus, Mortarion completely denied the existence of the Librarian.

But Karastephon knew that witchcraft—no, it should be psychic power, was a tool in itself, neither good nor evil.

The think tank before the Death Guard is the best proof.

Callastephon knew he needed a chance to prove to Mortarion that psychic powers could bring him glory.

And Mortarion was far less upholding standards than he thought he was.

Karas snickered. In the previous relationship, Mortarion was actually a person who was easily influenced by the crowd.

He cares about his offspring, he cares about his people, far more exaggerated than he imagined.

Moreover, Karas knew that Mortarion trusted him and Hades.

As long as Hades doesn't come out against psionics
Then after this victory, Typhon will gain the support of the Babarusians, and Mortarion will not put down his face and reprimand Typhon for using psionic powers.

Then Typhon just takes another chance to make his request
Mortarion would hesitate.

As long as Mortarion can relax a little bit of psychic power, it will already meet Karas' expectations.

For this day, he really prepared a lot.

However, in the audience, the second person who saw Karastifone's little move came out of the crowd——

[I want to fight you! ]

Ugo, the current think tank of the Death Guard, shouted to Karastyphon on the stage.

Hearing the familiar voice, Karastifone's body froze suddenly. How could Ugo be here? !
And Typhon didn't notice him at all just now!
Generally speaking, the think tanks of the death guard will go to the archives to read during their free breaks, or meditate to regulate their connection with the subspace, and it is like a noisy duel cage, which is a place that think tanks will never go to.

It was precisely because other think tanks would not be present that Kalastiphon chose the Duel Cage.

In his agreement with Ugo, Ugo knew that the meeting and training between the two were not honorable, so he hoped that Karastifone would communicate with Mortarion in private, as long as the think tank was not cut off from the source of troops.

But it was clear that Kalastiphon had not kept his promise.

Karas originally thought of killing first and playing later. After this incident, he could make up for his breach of contract by letting Mortarion relax the think tank.

If Mortarion is willing to relax the restrictions on the think tank, then Karastyphon will take the credit for this matter and apply for admission to the think tank.

If Mortarion does not agree to relax the requirements, then Karastifone will take the opportunity to sever the relationship with the think tank, sell the think tank at the same time, and build his reputation among the Barbarus with peace of mind.

As long as he could psychically defeat an old soldier without being discovered by anyone but Mortarion, then, no matter how things turned out, he would not lose.

However, to everyone's surprise, Ugo stood out from the crowd, his eyes blazing with anger!

The think tank slowly walked from the stage to the stage, and with every step, frost appeared on the ground, and the crackling sound of the ice was particularly ear-piercing.

So this is your plan, Typhon?
Defeat the old soldier with the moves I taught you, so as to earn your name among the Barbarians?
And deliberately exposed that he knew psychic moves?

Ugo knew that the Terra veterans who had just fought against Karas must have felt that Karas's psychic moves were not from Yeluzi's background, but more like the moves usually used by the think tank.

At this moment, if the behavior of Karas is taken out by the veterans of Terra and spread, then the think tank, which was not valued by the Primarch, will lose the support of the originally Terran side!

Only then did Ugo realize that his previous efforts to maintain the think tank were all a joke!

My own teacher doesn't understand my behavior, and even the students I try to teach are rebellious——

Then why does he have to swallow his anger, since he is destined to be marginalized anyway, why not finally display his psychic power in front of the Primarch on this duel stage!
Let the Primarch see that their think tank is the most powerful group in the Legion, and the Primarch actually wants to abolish them!

Ugo slowly stepped onto the stage, the emotion of being betrayed by Kalastiphon made his warp fluctuations very obvious, and his eyes began to glow faintly.

Ugo randomly pulled out a one-handed long sword from the weapon rack, and flicked it briefly, the faint spiritual energy fluctuated on the sword, and the scene against the metal sword was also distorted.

He stood on the stage, although his face was as calm as water, but his eyes were full of anger.

There was a bit of commotion among the veterans of Thai origin. They rarely had contact with think tanks on weekdays, let alone a think tank appeared on the dueling platform!

Because of the blessing of psychic power, a think tank's single-person combat power far exceeds that of ordinary interstellar soldiers, which means that when a think tank stands on the dueling platform, only another think tank can compete with him.

On the other side, the Babarus descendants didn't know the truth, and continued to cheer and wait for the duel between Karastyphon and Ugo.

Callastephon swallowed.

fuck.

Seeing that things had come to this, he had no choice but to turn around and pick up the sickle again.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to take the scythe, Karas glanced at Mortarion from the corner of his eye, hoping that Mortarion would stop this duel that was obviously out of bounds.

But the Primarch remained motionless as if dead.

However, under the static appearance, Mortarion, who was still thinking about it, suddenly became interested.

He looked at Ugo, the think tank, who was obviously angry with Calastephon.

Callas, what are you hiding from me?
ps. Mortarion had previously seen Typhon's use of psychic powers, but he didn't know it was the school of the think tank.He has "exiled" the think tank, so he no longer pays attention to some details of the think tank.

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