Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 239 Trust

Before Howard used his own self-destructive methods to force the Eldar to come out to rescue him, he had thought about asking Om Messiah to come out to help, but Om Messiah ignored his orders on his own initiative.

Why did Om Messiah refuse to carry out his orders? Was he afraid of being exposed?

Howard thought that was not the case. He had done experiments in the Sisters of Silence's prison car and found that the Sisters of Silence's psychic power could not block the Om Messiah.

This means that either the operation of Om Messiah is purely physical and does not rely on psychic energy; or... or it means that Om Messiah's psychic energy is so powerful that even the Sister of Silence cannot block it.

Howard was more inclined towards the former of these two possibilities, or was almost certain that Om Messiah belonged to the former, because those who could ignore the psychic shield of the Sister of Silence were all top-tier experts without exception.

After coming to this universe, the strongest existence Howard saw was the Lord of Pleasure and the Lord of Plague, who were at the level of evil gods. This kind of existence belonged to the outer level according to the gradient; the second was the great demon Freya. The Sister of Silence certainly could not block the psychic power of a great demon of this level. If the effect of the Sister of Silence was so strong, the empire would not be so passive when facing powerful demons.

Next up is the legendary Grey Knight Drago... However, according to the setting, Drago should be stronger than the average big demon, but Freya's performance is too scary... and Howard estimates that even a being of Drago's level will still be restricted by the aura of the Sister of Silence.

Further down, apart from the shameful Nurgle demon who was expelled by mortals, there are this group of elves. Even the elf prophet is unwilling to stay with the Sister of Silence for a long time, which is enough to explain the problem.

So if Om Messiah's psychic power is strong enough to ignore the aura of the Sister of Silence, then Howard doesn't need to ask for any reinforcements now. He can just let Om Messiah kill his way through the planet and be done with it.

So, after confirming that the Om Messiah's characteristics were purely physical, the fear of being exposed was clearly unfounded. Purely physical commands could not be detected by psychic powers, and even if he was exposed, what would happen? Hadn't he openly assumed the role of Om Messiah's Messenger after being exposed on the planet before him? Now, he also bore the title of Messenger of Isha, which wasn't necessarily better than being called the Messenger of Om Messiah.

Eliminate all impossibilities, and there is only one answer.

Howard grabbed the pipe on the Battle Sister's back with one hand to prevent her from floating away from him, and with the other bloody hand he grabbed the Eldar's wrist to prevent her from using her psychic power. The three of them fell from the air defenselessly.

At this moment, Howard's actions were not much different from those of a certain Ultraman Summoner.

Mei's worry only lasted a very short time. Then, she grabbed Howard's hand in turn, then she exerted force to close the distance between them, and then reached out her other hand to grab Gloria, who had lost consciousness.

She saw Howard grabbing the battle sister with his injured hand. Although his wound was healing quickly, it was still very difficult for him to grab the fully armed battle sister because his limbs were not as strong as those of the Eldar and the battle sisters.

Mei believed that this human with a mysterious background would not despise his own life so much, so even though she could not see through Howard's intention, she still chose to believe this human.

Howard had a strange expression on his face when May caught him with her backhand. He knew that May understood his actions, and then he realized that he understood that May understood his actions.

But... I don't want the trust of the elves. The trust of the elves is worthless.

These bean sprouts are weird and weird. They may be fighting with you through thick and thin in the last second, and draw their swords against you in the next second.

"Boom!"

Long before Howard could grab May's hand, a spark exploded from the flank of an orc iron gunboat below.

A few seconds ago, an orc was manually replacing the ammunition of the gunboat's honeycomb rockets. Before each replacement, the orc would smash a bottle of its own brewed liquor on the ammunition box, believing that this would make the rockets more powerful.

It has been doing this job since it was able to pick up weapons. During this period, it has replaced tens of thousands of boxes of rockets without a single malfunction. But this time, the gunboat's machine gun jammed, and the shell blocking the barrel shattered under the impact of the subsequent shell. The shattered shell did not cause any damage to the barrel of the machine gun, but the subsequent shell was entrained with fragments of the previous shell and ejected. The sharp and hot shell fragments were ejected in the cabin. Finally, a hot fragment the size of a sesame seed penetrated the already fragile skin of the box of rockets.

The huge explosion made Howard's eardrums sting. He watched the gunboat explode with an expressionless face, and then began to stall and spin. The speed was just enough to throw all the orcs inside out without disintegrating. Just when Howard thought that this was the escape tool prepared for him by Om Messiah, a rocket launcher from the orcs below hit the fuel tank of the stalled gunboat. The second spark exploded, and the already half-disintegrated gunboat was completely turned into useless garbage and black smoke.

Ok?

Howard's eyes, previously expressionless, suddenly widened. "No?! Oh, Messiah, is this part of your plan, or have you messed up?"

But Howard had no time to think. He descended rapidly and soon crashed into the thick smoke cloud produced by the explosion of the gunboat. The almost tangible particles of smoke and dust poured into his lungs, choking Howard so much that he could hardly breathe. In this crisis of almost suffocating him, Howard subconsciously let go of May's hand.

not good!

The moment he let go of May's hand, Howard reacted immediately. He was not like the Sister of Silence. The Sister of Silence could suppress psychic energy just by standing there, but he had to suppress psychic energy through direct contact or by covering the psychic organ of the psychic with blood to be effective.

He looked in the direction of Mei in a panic. At this time, the distance between him and Mei was no more than two meters, but there was thick smoke all around. Howard was so smoked that he couldn't stop crying. He couldn't see anything except the ever-changing darkness.

Then, through his tear-blurred vision, he saw a faint light appear in the darkness not far away, like a fragile candle flame in a storm.

Howard knew that May was preparing to use her psychic powers.

Although Mei believed in herself, the elves never made only a single preparation. When Mei chose to believe in herself, she must have also prepared a backup plan for when she got into trouble.

Now it seems that the trick is undoubtedly psychic power.

However, the spiritual energy called upon in this emergency situation is probably more and more dangerous than the spiritual energy called upon just now at an altitude of 300 meters.

And Mei's use of psychic power means that she is no longer willing to trust Howard.

Do not!

Just a few seconds ago, Howard was thinking that he didn't want the trust of the elves, but now, when he lost the trust of the elves, he felt inexplicably resentful in his heart.

He pushed the Battle Sister away with force, and then used the reaction force to approach the faint light.

Oh, Messiah! I won't allow it!

Howard reached out to grab the ray of light, trying to extinguish it.

But what he felt in his hand again was not the soft touch of flesh and blood, but the pain brought by sharpness and sharpness, as if what he was holding was not Mei's hand, but a piece of stone full of nails.

Howard suddenly saw clearly what he had grabbed.

It was indeed a stone, covered with light blue crystals that were emitting a faint glow.

That ray of light did not come from Mei's psychic power.

Even when Howard felt that he had gone too far, May still maintained her trust in him.