Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 241 Phantom

The mysterious energy that the ore originally contained had dried up, and now what he held in his hand was just an ordinary stone.

Howard's eyelids twitched. So the stone's purpose was to teleport him out of danger? Was it a portkey?

But the uncertainty is too great. There is a lot of luck involved in my being able to obtain this stone, not to mention the series of events that happened afterwards.

He had seen a meme that mocked the intellectual battles in most novels. The gist was that the intellectual battles in most novels were nothing more than nesting dolls. The meme said that killing a fly required salt, rum, a branch, and a wall. The specific process involved a fly consuming salt, becoming thirsty and seeking water, but with no water around, it resorted to rum. The fly, drunk on the rum, tripped over a branch and crashed headfirst into a wall, dying. The scheming and intellectual battles in most novels were essentially the same process.

Howard shook his head, temporarily getting rid of the strange thoughts in his mind, and then he threw the stone in his hand behind him.

The most important thing now is to determine his own situation and the situation and position of his two teammates.

Howard brought the phone screen close to himself: "Oh Messiah."

"Master, please give me your instructions." The phone's screen lit up at the right moment.

"Help me..." Howard's mouth opened slightly, but after a brief hesitation, he put the phone down again.

But a moment later, he picked up the phone again and gave a new instruction: "Help me test whether the gas in this cave contains any harmful substances."

In fact, Howard didn't care about the composition of the air in the cave at all. After walking through the Garden of Nurgle, he could move freely in the plague of the evil god. He issued this order to Om Messiah to cover up the previous order he did not issue.

Originally, he planned to directly ask Om Messiah about the location of Gloria and Mei, but when he opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be stuck by a tiny fishbone, and in the end, he changed his order.

He didn't want to become overly dependent on what he had.

Om Messiah didn't notice or understand Howard's thoughts. After Howard gave the new command, it quickly responded, "Master, no harmful gases have been detected, but the oxygen level here is low. Please be careful."

Howard thought for a moment and then asked, "What about the nitrogen and sulfur content?"

According to Howard's limited knowledge of biology, nitrogen and sulfur are substances that must be produced by biological metabolism. If the nitrogen and sulfur content here exceeds the standard, it may also mean that there is a biological cluster here.

"Master, both nitrogen and sulfur levels are below normal."

Howard replied nonchalantly, "Oh." He didn't care about these things at first. He would only be slightly interested if Ohm Messiah told him that the nitrogen and sulfur compounds here were as concentrated as in a sewer. However, at this concentration, his nose would definitely be able to smell something wrong.

He hadn't asked Om Messiah about the other two's situation for another reason: knowing wouldn't have helped much. Now that he knew the other two's situation and location, he couldn't teleport to them unless they were nearby. Similarly, if they were nearby, having them come to him would definitely be more efficient than him going to them himself. Furthermore, each of them was more powerful than the other, one wearing Imperial power armor and the other wielding Eldar psionic technology. Howard wasn't worried about their safety.

So the current task is to see what the guy who teleported himself here is doing.

With the help of the light emitted by Om Messiah, Howard walked forward cautiously. The area he was in was very large, and seemed to be a natural cave. The sound of Howard's footsteps was completely diluted during the transmission process, and no echo could be heard at all.

The further Howard walked, the colder the air around him became. At first, he thought it was normal until he heard a rustling sound under his feet.

Howard lowered his head and used the Ohm Messiah to shine his light. He saw that the surface of his shoes was covered with white frost. In the moment he stopped, the white frost on the shoes grew to the ground. He looked back vigilantly and saw that he had left many footprints along the way. At this time, transparent ice flowers were constantly climbing and growing on each footprint.

Psychic!

Howard immediately understood the reason behind all this. He stopped and stood still, ready to deal with any possible changes that might occur next.

Although his body was basically motionless, Howard still flicked his fingers and used muscle memory to turn off the light source of the Om Messiah. In such an environment, turning on the headlights would undoubtedly make him a sitting duck.

Come on, no matter what kind of monster it is, come out and take a look first.

Howard's wait did not last long. The light of Om Messiah went out, but a new light appeared.

Those lights emanated from above Howard's head, lighting up like stars and opening eyes. Soft blue lights merged and intertwined, creating ripples on the surface. Howard felt like a deep diver, accidentally looking up to see the soft moonlight on the lake.

This light is the same as the light Howard saw in the ore that has not lost its power. So the source of this light is most likely the natural Karenya crystals embedded in the top of the cave.

Howard remained unmoved. He had the amulet of the Chaos God, so he was not afraid of this kind of thing that looked like a haunting but was probably almost one. He just wanted to see what else the mastermind behind this could do.

When the blue light was woven, the "lake surface" began to slowly descend. As it descended, the light further condensed and turned into countless soft human-shaped shadows. The shadow in the front floated straight towards Howard, and then passed through Howard's body.

The moment Howard came into contact with the phantom, he shuddered and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. However, this was not because of fear, but a physiological reaction caused by the sudden drop in temperature.

Fortunately, except for the first phantom, the other phantoms did not pass through Howard's body. They surrounded Howard from all directions and began to flash regularly.

From this behavior alone, it can be seen that these phantoms or the things that control these phantoms are intelligent. These phantoms are most likely doing this to convey some message to Howard.

As more and more phantoms surrounded Howard, their behavior became more uniform.

Gradually, Howard heard some sounds made by these phantoms, but he could not hear what these phantoms were saying, because at this time the sound was even subtler than the sound of a mosquito flapping its wings. However, these sounds soon began to increase, so Howard heard that they were repeating several syllables over and over again, but he still could not recognize the specific meaning of these syllables.

Over the next dozen seconds, Howard could clearly hear the shadows' voices evolving—evolving, not changing. They still chanted the same meaning as the first few syllables they had uttered, only the language was constantly changing.

To put it simply, these phantoms have been muttering the same word, but they are constantly changing the language in the hope of matching Howard's.

Dozens of seconds passed, and the language of these phantoms gradually approached High Gothic, which was the common language of the Human Empire and evolved from English and Latin. When Howard first came to this world, he was mistaken for a noble because he only spoke part of High Gothic, which was English.

As more and more phantoms began to repeat those syllables in High Gothic, Howard suddenly understood what they were saying.

Then, he felt a real fear from the bottom of his heart.

Because what these shadows repeated was a word he had never expected and absolutely did not want to hear again:

Messiah.