Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 123 Atmosphere

"You, aren't you going to rest?" Howard asked Arabelle. "I can slack off tomorrow. You guys are the main force."

"That's not enough to tire me," Arabelle replied.

"Okay." Howard shrugged and picked up another cake and started eating it.

"You know more than any of us. What are the chances of our operation succeeding tomorrow?" Arabelle asked again.

"I don't know," Howard said, "but the probability is definitely not zero."

Arabelle didn't discuss the issue anymore, but continued to rub Howard's shoulders. Howard twisted his neck to signal Arabelle to change the place to massage, and Arabelle understood it in time.

"Actually, I really want to know what you wanted to tell me that day but didn't." Arabelle pressed the back of Howard's neck and spoke in a normal tone. "Although I've learned more of your secrets since then, such as your relationship with the plague and your relationship with the God of All Things, I know that's not what you wanted to tell me... What you wanted to tell me back then... must be more important than this."

Howard took a sip of his coffee.

"You said secrets are a curse. How can one be worthy of bearing it?" Arabelle asked.

"If you can blow up Planet Natt with one punch, I'll tell you my secret." Howard turned around and smiled at Arabelle, holding his coffee. "Actually, the original standard is to be able to blow up a star with one punch, but since we know each other so well, I'll give you a discount."

The two stared at each other for a long moment before Arabelle frowned and asked, "Are you serious?"

Howard laughed even more happily: "Eh?! You don't really believe that, do you? Hahahaha... burp!"

Then Howard turned his head back to continue eating cake. Arabelle was stunned for a while, and then she put more strength on the hand that was massaging Howard's shoulders.

"You bastard, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it. Do you think it's fun to tease me?!"

"Ouch! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!" Howard grimaced and shrank his neck as Arabelle pinched him. Finally, he struggled to break free from Arabelle's hand and stood up in embarrassment.

"It's really fun to tease you." Howard stood up and turned back to make a face at Arabelle. Then, before Arabelle could react, he hastily stuffed the remaining third of the cake into his mouth, poured a full mouthful of coffee, and returned to his work.

People usually become more emotional late at night because the brain is more easily dominated by emotions than during the day due to hormone secretion at night.

Especially now, with the war imminent and life and death uncertain, it would be a lie to say that I'm not nervous or worried. There are people singing in the distance to create the atmosphere, and the atmosphere is already set to this point. It would be impolite not to be a little emotional.

I wonder how many people are seizing the last chance to be with their loved ones tonight to make up for the regret of not being able to get along well with each other in the past, and I don’t know how many young men and women are pouring out their hearts to each other.

But Howard managed to break the atmosphere.

Howard's torment wiped out all the irrational emotions Arabelle had been accumulating. She folded her arms, watching Howard work, and asked a rational question, "Look, I'm not sure I'll survive tomorrow. If I'm going to die, if the situation allows, you could always tell me your secret, right? I don't want to die with so much doubt in my mind."

"You're not going to die," Howard replied without looking up from his work, still dodging Arabelle's question.

Because the real answer is even more cruel. Even if Alibel is dying, Howard cannot tell her his secret.

In this world, death is not the end. If you know secrets that you shouldn't know, your death will be more miserable than that of ordinary people.

the next day.

Howard had thick dark circles under his eyes, but he was in high spirits as he boarded Char's airship.

From the time he finished making pancakes last night and fell asleep on the sofa until he was woken up half an hour ago this morning to leave, he only slept for three or four hours.

When Howard just got up, he felt like he was about to die. His limbs felt heavy and his chest seemed to be pressed by a stone. His eyes wanted to cry when he saw the light. Originally, Howard planned to take a nap in the car like before.

At this time, Ivan came over, took a look, and prescribed two pills for Howard.

Powerful peppermint extract and caffeine.

Howard was no longer sleepy.

Arabelle's complexion was no different from usual. It seemed that what she said was true. Not sleeping for a day or two had basically no effect on her, but Howard's brain would become a mess if he didn't sleep for a day or two.

"Do you understand the plan?" Xia asked Howard.

Howard nodded.

The plan for this assault on the central tower was simple. Half of the elite troops, equipped with anti-demon weapons, would attack the central tower head-on, along with the auxiliary forces. The Mechanic Priest and his war machines would provide cover and support. The remaining elite troops would remain on standby in the air, waiting for the tower's defenses to weaken before launching a surprise attack from the air.

Char, Arabel, and Howard were all assigned to the air force.

Francis stayed in the quarantine point.

In fact, if you are lucky, the air force will not need to conduct landing operations at all.

Because the day after forging the weapon, Francis gave Ivan a brass candlestick, which was also a legacy of Francis's adoptive father. Since Francis' adoptive father's most important scepter had been melted, he finally decided to donate this brass candlestick for the sake of victory.

The brass candlestick was eventually made into a missile, which is now mounted in the airship's ammunition bay. When there is a gap in the central tower's defense, the airship will first try to destroy the central tower with the missile. If successful, everything will be fine. If not, a landing operation will be carried out.

After completing all the preparations, Char gave the order to attack.

Shortwave communications have been restored with the help of Om Messiah, but the remaining two leaders are still out of contact.

Center Tower.

This tower has been the benchmark of Zhongchao since its inception. It is the tallest building and the most accurate clock in Zhongchao. It is also the absolute ceasefire zone between the territories of various gangs in Zhongchao, and a symbol of the hard-won fragile order in Zhongchao.

But now this great benchmark is undergoing unprecedented desecration. The bricks and stones that build it are rotten and soft, pus and blood are oozing from the cracks and holes, huge fleshy tentacles are growing directly from the walls, wrapping around and entangled with the tower like vines. The once slender tower has become bloated, and its surface is covered with huge tumors.

These sarcomas are still breathing and shrinking, and the cysts on the surface of the sarcomas are constantly bursting. Every time a cyst bursts, a Nurgling is born.

And now, a tumor outside the tower has absorbed enough energy and grown to its limit. It is cracking like an overripe mango, and a lot of juice and mucus are flowing out of the cracks.

Then, because the contents inside were too heavy, the crack expanded rapidly, and a ball of pink flesh wrapped in a bloody afterbirth fell out of the tumor.

The tumor, having lost its "fruit", quickly withered, shrank, and finally turned into a dead branch hanging on the high tower.

After the lump of flesh fell to the ground, its surface quickly dried and hardened, and eventually grew into a Nurgle beast.

It was not born from this world, but used the materials of this world to nurture its own body, and then let its own will be bestowed upon it.

The monster, which had just stepped into the real world for the first time, growled. It only had the instincts of a wild beast, and now, the beast was hungry.

The beast foraged aimlessly on the earth, leaving the energy-rich place where it was born and heading towards a strange and unknown environment.

It didn't know how far it walked, but suddenly an iron ball rolled in front of it, and then the iron ball emitted a dazzling flash of light.

In the light and heat, countless metal beads spurted out, and each bead hitting its skin was like a burning charcoal falling into cotton wool. In an instant, its skin began to fester and dissolve in large areas.

For the first time, this newborn monster experienced a feeling other than hunger, which was "pain".

It screamed instinctively and tried to escape, but after running a few steps it fell down and lay motionless.

Less than an hour after the monster had set foot on earth, it was wiped out forever.