Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 130 The Riddler

Mavis showed no surprise or frustration at the white light that lit up again in the clock room. She raised her hands and clapped them to wake up her men who were feeling depressed because of the failure of the battle: "Boys, cheer up, we have work to do!"

Char's men were already ready, and at Char's command, they quickly boarded their vehicles and rushed out of their hiding place.

The assault team was also divided into two groups. Char was the assault group, responsible for clearing the way; Mavis was the infiltration group, responsible for sending Howard into the clock room.

But now that the clock room has fallen, this task should be much easier.

"Messiah, it's time for us to go too." Mavis took a half step back with her left foot, put her right hand behind her back, bent down slightly, and extended her left hand to Howard.

Although he was reluctant to be on the same team with this guy, Howard still held Mavis's hand.

Mavis pulled Howard into her arms and jumped down from the rooftop with him.

"I'm so stupid——"

Howard's screams and curses quickly faded, and Arabelle hurried to the edge of the rooftop to check the situation. As soon as she poked her head out, she heard the sound of a sharp object cutting through the air. She instinctively tilted her head, and a nail gun with a cable attached passed by her face.

The nail gun shot into the sky and finally wrapped around the support of the largest airship. Then the cable tightened and quickly pulled the person who fired the nail gun over. Mavis held the nail gun launcher in one hand and Howard in the other and jumped onto the airship lightly.

Seeing this, Arabelle got on her vehicle with a grim face and drove at full speed to catch up.

"Will you die if you just get on the airship? Do you have to make trouble? And what if you hurt Arabelle just now!" After entering the airship, Howard yelled at Mavis.

"Do you care about her?" Mavis asked.

"Of course I care about her!" Howard retorted forcefully, thinking of the most hurtful words possible, hoping to hurt Mavis so that she would give up her unfounded fanatical belief in herself: "If you and she were standing on the edge of a cliff at the same time and only one of you could survive, I would not hesitate to..."

But before Howard could finish his words, Mavis suddenly stepped forward, put her hands on Howard's shoulders, and kissed him on the lips.

Howard's eyes widened. He could feel Mavis sticking out her tongue, and the granular texture of her taste buds was clearly noticeable.

Oh no? What is this? Sexual harassment? Howard frowned. Should I bite her tongue off?

Just as he was seriously considering whether to do so, Mavis let him go.

"Messiah, are you calm now?" Mavis asked.

No, I've actually been very calm, Howard said to himself.

"What did you see?" Howard asked. He knew there was no time to dwell on the incident. "It hasn't even been ten hours since we met. Why are you so sure I'm the Messiah?"

"Messiah, you are now at the center of the vortex, and your situation is precarious." Mavis looked into Howard's eyes but did not answer the question, "But I will help you complete your mission."

Howard: "..."

"You're wrong. I'm not the Messiah." Howard shook his head and said softly, "I am..."

But in the end, he still didn't have the courage to say those two words.

Suddenly he felt like laughing, because he himself was a riddler.

……

The assault team's flying vehicles were divided into two layers: the outer layer consisted of Char's men, whose vehicles had been reinforced with armor and firepower, to provide cover for Mavis's team, whose speed and agility were enhanced but whose defense and firepower were inferior.

Due to the previous attacks on the central tower and the clock room, the Plague's forces realized their base had been stolen and began to return to defend. The rear troops that had been sent to annihilate Ivan became the vanguard of the base camp, rushing towards Char and his group.

The hatch of the airship closed, and Howard heard the sound of continuous gunfire and explosions in the distance. At the same time, the hull of the airship made a ping-pong sound, as if it was passing through a hailstorm.

"boom!"

Suddenly, an extremely clear explosion sounded from the tail of the airship, and then the airship trembled violently and began to tilt to one side.

"Captain! The left engine of the airship is damaged and we have lost power!" The middle-aged man in the driver's seat took off his headphones and shouted at Mavis to report the bad news.

"Land, just don't explode in the air." Mavis commanded calmly.

So the middle-aged man put on his headphones again, veins bulging on his arms and forehead. He held the joystick tightly with one hand, and kept adjusting the buttons and knobs on the console with the other hand. After his efforts, the airship, which was tilted almost 30 degrees, was gradually straightening up.

Just when Howard thought the situation was getting better, another explosion occurred. This explosion was located at the head of the airship, directly blowing up the cockpit. The shock wave and heat instantly killed the pilot who was still trying his best to maintain the balance of the airship. Then, sharp glass fragments pierced his body like knives.

The airship's head was damaged, and it completely lost control, falling straight to the ground. But Mavis picked up Howard with one hand and kicked open the hatch.

Countless black dots flew past outside the hatch. They were the magic flies born from the plague and corpses. It was these troublesome little monsters that posed a huge threat to the air forces.

At this time, the distance between the airship and the ground was less than 20 meters, and based on the speed of the airship's descent, the vehicle would crash completely in less than five seconds.

Howard could only place all his hopes on this weird woman. He couldn't grow wings and fly.

The airship continued to descend, and when it was only five or six meters from the ground, Mavis jumped out with Howard.

Mavis was wearing a dress, and after she jumped out of the cabin, the hem of her dress opened up due to wind resistance.

Looking down from the air at this moment, one saw a violet suddenly blooming on the rotten and barren earth, and the bone decoration on the hem of Mavis's dress was the stamen of the violet.

As it falls, the stamen releases pollen, which quickly wraps around the petals, forming a purple bubble.

Under the protection of this bubble, Mavis and Howard slowly landed on the ground without receiving any damage.

The reason for putting Howard and Mavis on the same team is very simple, that is because Mavis is also a psychic, and the strongest psychic that humans can find at present.

However, this "strongest" is still much weaker than the psychics who appeared before and worked for the plague, but perhaps it is precisely because of this that she can maintain her sanity in this plague that is enough to infect the soul.

It may seem counterintuitive, but when it comes to fighting the Warp, more psychic power isn't necessarily better.

In the confrontation with the Warp, unless the soul is so powerful that a demon will turn into ashes at the sight of it, or unless the soul is so powerful that creatures in the Warp will turn into ashes at the sight of it, the psyker is an unstable bomb. No one knows whether his explosion will kill more enemies or more friendly forces.

This plague that can infect the soul is undoubtedly inextricably linked to the Warp, so powerful psychics are more likely to become infected. The stronger psychics Howard saw were all corrupted by Chaos without exception.