mesbooks Chapter 64 Facing Khorasan!
Chapter 64 Facing Khorasan!
"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull appears on the skull seat!"
Ancient whispers echoed in Titus's mind.
He opened his eyes and found himself in a desolate ancient battlefield, with a thick, pungent smell of blood hitting him!
He propped himself up on his arms from the ground, in a semi-reclining position, with what appeared to be a giant black and red curtain directly in front of him.
As my gaze followed the curtain upwards, I was shocked to realize that this was no curtain at all; it was a blood sacrifice black curtain!
There was no time to mourn Old Man Huang!
Standing before Titus at this moment was Khorne, the chief of the four Chaos Gods, the First Sin, and the head of the Bronze Throne!
The hideous brass demonic armor is covered with runes, shrieking faces, and overseas bone spikes on its skull, making one's sanity plummet at first glance!
Its abdomen contained a huge, blood-red maw, with sharp demonic teeth chewing incessantly, and unknown limbs bursting open with red and purple juice as it was chewed!
Legend has it that Khorne is perpetually hungry! Above that is a layer of solid, dense blood mist, blurring vision, with two eyes like blood-red full moons hidden behind the mist.
This is fucking subspace!
Old Master Huang... The Emperor! Your Majesty the Emperor!
You know I am most loyal to you! Protect me!
Titus suppressed his fear and stood up.
The next moment, a battle axe appeared out of thin air beside him; it was the power axe from his cello case.
Wait, an Emperor Immortal?
But... why would you give me a power axe?
Do I mean I should fight Khorne with this basic power axe?
Before he could think, Titus felt a suffocating sensation as if he were being locked onto by some indescribable, terrifying creature!
In a daze, I seemed to see Khorne's head move slightly! The rotting, chewed-up corpse, the dark, twisted, deformed body—those most primal fears were gradually awakened!
Imagine you're lying in bed in the dead of night, all is quiet, when suddenly a suppressed laugh comes from under the bed, and at the same time, there's a knock at the door:
"Knock knock knock..."
In that instant, Titus felt as if a single glance could span an eternity!
Khorne is watching him!
The pressure was like an endless waterfall crashing down!
Titus withstood the pressure, his pupils trembling like water droplets!
He gripped the power axe tightly, took a deep breath, and raised it with trembling hands, as if facing a colossal monster!
"This thing should be able to break through the health bar," Titus thought.
The next instant, everything around him shattered like ice, and endless darkness engulfed him.
When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a dark basement in Brooklyn, New York.
came back?
Did he receive the Emperor's protection... or did he gain His approval by striking down Khorne with his axe?
Titus sighed again, thinking:
The Emperor's tasks are definitely easier!
The settlement reward is just a bunch of red-skinned bastards opening your skull, but Khorne's settlement is like a damn "meeting with the saint"...
Only then did Titus realize that he was drenched in cold sweat. He sat up from the concrete floor, his body surging with immense power like a flowing river.
He clenched his fist and charged up for an air strike. The airflow enveloped his fist like flowing water. With the combined acceleration of his surgically modified muscles and metal bones, a terrifying force of 20 tons gushed out like a waterfall, and a muffled sonic boom suddenly rang out!
Titus delivered a supersonic punch (sound speed: 340m/s)!
He thought, if this punch were delivered by Curse Return, it would be comparable to Black Flash!
(Of course, this punch was far inferior to Black Flash; it was just Titan's self-indulgent euphoria.)
With the addition of 20 tons of force, plus the modified body, Titus felt that this body had reached an extremely terrifying level.
He thought that if that NATO standard sniper bullet were fired again, it might not be able to completely penetrate his muscle.
It's important to understand that doubling 10 tons of strength to 20 tons is not just a simple increase in strength. To generate 20 tons of force, your muscle density and overall physical fitness will be greatly improved!
The long-awaited subtitles suddenly appeared before my eyes:
The Emperor seems unconcerned about your blessing from Khorne; instead, he greatly praises you for killing the Khorne warrior Vigo!
[The Emperor has seen that you have collected a large amount of information on the Khorne warrior Vigo, and this information all points to an ancient and evil organization—the High Table!]
[Mission: Brave Astartes, the Emperor commands you to overthrow the High Table at all costs and by any means necessary!]
[Bonus: The seventh of 22 exquisite minor surgeries – Stomach Suppression]
[The "suppressed stomach" is like a digestive chamber used to digest inedible food. Once you possess it, drinking Ganges water raw and eating raw Fukushima seafood will be a piece of cake, and canned ant-cow food will be nothing more than a delicacy in front of you!]
He knew that Old Man Huang had not given up on him!
How loyal he was to the Emperor, chosen by the God of Courage and Glory!
After his reflections, Titus fell into contemplation about the mission.
Overthrowing the High Table is no easy task...
It is, after all, a global organization that has survived for at least a century.
Brute force alone is absolutely not enough; the core power of the High Table is the twelve families.
As for the elders… Titus felt that the thing was more of a symbol, a symbol of the High Table’s rules.
Legend has it that the first High Table elder was an Arab, so the position of elder became a kind of inheritance, an unchangeable rule, passed down from generation to generation to the Arabs.
To put it simply, it's just a mascot.
The key to overthrowing the High Table lies in the Twelve Families, or the Twelve Families.
If all twelve seats are eliminated in one round, the twelve families can then push for a new round of twelve seats.
If all twelve families were slaughtered, a new organization with nine or twenty-three seats would likely emerge.
Moreover, this was not the way Titus was supposed to act. Although he was chosen by Khorne, he considered himself a devout follower of the emperor.
He simply wanted to send every enemy back to the Golden Throne equally, so what was wrong with that?
Titus glanced at the piles of documents on the wooden cabinet, which he had brought from the Little Russian Church in Vigo.
Soon, Titus locked onto information about the Twelve Families.
He opened one of the books, inside which was:
Dragon Organization - Triads, Bratva (Russian Mafia), Japanese Kikado, Ōkōkai (Italian Gloria Macapagal-e-Indonesia), Irish Mafia...
Titus's gaze settled on one of the families:
The Camorra family, an Italian mafia family
He flipped through Camorra's recent files and read aloud softly:
"The Camorra family will elect Gianna de Antonio from the Antonio lineage to inherit the family's seat at the High Table."
"The coronation ceremony is scheduled for... tonight!"
Memories of my past life flooded my mind:
Jaina also has a younger brother, and the rivalry between the siblings over the twelve seats at the High Table is the main storyline of the second book.
They will have irreconcilable conflicts due to the power struggle.
In other words, if Titus wants to gain a foothold in the High Table, a seat in the Antonio family is the best option.
With certainty in his mind, he quickly left the basement after finding out the location of the coronation.
……
That evening, at the Caracas underground private baths of the Camorra estate in Rome, Italy.
Jaina removed her white fur coat, revealing her bare, tanned figure. She loosened her hair, letting her black hair cascade down her shoulders like a waterfall.
So sensual!
At that moment, as she was combing her hair in front of the bronze mirror, a black figure suddenly appeared behind her in the mirror.
……