Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Howard lay on the ground, closed his eyes, and listened attentively to the crackling sound of the flames.

Wait? Flames?!

Grass!

Howard suddenly remembered that the oil man was still burning.

Thinking of this, he immediately opened his eyes, and as soon as he exerted force with his legs, he knelt down.

One of his legs was broken and in great pain, while the other had no feeling in it.

Howard looked at his leg that had lost all feeling and his scalp suddenly tingled.

That leg was the leg that was pierced by the big demon. At this time, the wound pierced by the big demon had become seriously infected, swollen and purple, and was still oozing pus and blood.

Damn! Did I kill the demon myself, only to be taken away by its deathrattle?

Then he saw a dusty pancake not far away. It was the pancake that he and Ivan wanted to throw into the devil's mouth at the beginning, but was blown away by the devil.

Howard struggled to crawl to the pancake. He didn't know if the pancake was still effective after being blown by the big devil. After being blown by the big devil, Howard also felt that the pancake was a bit disgusting. But now it was either disgusting or death, Howard could still tell the difference.

In the end, he pinched his nose and forced himself to eat the dirty pancake.

After eating the pancake, the infection caused by the bacteria in the demon's body quickly subsided, the black blood with yellow-green pus was discharged, the swollen part quickly returned to its original state, and then bright red blood flowed out.

Then, a burning pain came from the wound.

It seems to work.

After initially treating the infection caused by the demon, Howard gritted his teeth and crawled to Ivan's car. The reason why Ivan's car caught fire was that the fuel tank cracked when the demon pulled him to the ground with one claw, but the other parts of the vehicle were still intact, and at most they were only deformed.

This suspended seat is a special vehicle that Ivan made for himself. The oil man might hide the materials when making things for others, but he will never save on materials when making things for himself.

Therefore, after being burned for so long, the car's outer shell was only burnt black, but that was all.

When Howard approached, there was a "puff" sound of air being released, and the severely deformed resin hatch on Ivan's car opened, and a large amount of bubbles flowed out, along with the unconscious Ivan.

Howard reached out to pull Ivan, but his hand pulled back as soon as it touched his body because Ivan's body temperature was so high that it was hot.

Those bubbles are the vehicle's insurance measures. When it suffers a strong impact or other damage, small nozzles inside the vehicle will secrete a large amount of sticky bubbles to wrap around the driver, which can provide anti-collision, fire prevention and heat insulation effects.

But no matter how good the insulation is, it can't withstand the constant fire outside. Fortunately, there is this layer of bubbles. Ivan's treatment in the cabin has changed from being roasted dry to being boiled in water. If he was really roasted dry, I'm afraid this oil guy would have become a mummy by now.

Howard endured the scorching heat and dragged the unconscious Ivan out of the bubble, then dragged him away from the fire. He had seen many movies in the past, and in those movies, the vehicles would most likely explode in the short time after people were rescued from the damaged vehicles.

After dragging Ivan dozens of meters away from the fire, the explosion still hadn't happened. Howard then put Ivan on the ground with confidence and checked his heartbeat.

Still jumping.

Howard breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that in the world of 40k, technically speaking, as long as there was still breath, the person could be saved. Of course, the premise was that you could pay enough money, and the oil man was probably the one who had the least shortage of money.

He laid Ivan flat on the ground, took off his mask to ensure he could breathe freely, and then he crawled forward again.

Because not far ahead is a deep pit created by the great demon Nurgle, which is also the burial place of Mavis.

He climbed to the edge of the pit, where Mavis's body was unrecognizable.

To be honest, it was hard for Howard to feel too much sadness about Mavis's sacrifice.

After all, he and Mavis hadn't even met for a day, so he couldn't say they were that familiar or well-informed. Even now, Mavis was just a comrade in his heart. Even if Mavis were to be resurrected, he would simply be happy, without any extra emotions mixed in.

But in less than a day, Mavis mistook him for the Messiah, and said a lot of mysterious words that seemed to contain some very important information. Then, before Mavis could explain her words, she gave her life for him.

She was like a puppet created specifically to complete a mission. After the mission was completed, she shut her mouth forever in order not to reveal more secrets.

Howard reached out, dipped a little of the meat paste onto his index finger, and put it in his mouth and sucked it.

He felt the blood in his mouth.

No matter who you are, you died for me, and when the reckoning comes, I will record your share.

At this time, footsteps were heard behind him, and Char and others who had already evacuated returned here.

Half an hour ago, the troops were evacuated.

Char and his group silently and quickly returned the way they came.

They did not encounter any obstacles along the way. Although they encountered many plague zombies, as well as a few Nurglings and Nurgling beasts, these monsters all ignored them and headed towards the central tower. Even if they attacked these monsters, they would not fight back.

The retreat went smoothly, but no one was happy.

Anyone could see that the monsters' disregard for them wasn't due to a lack of interest, but rather a summons from something. Combined with the maddening sound of the bell earlier, it wasn't hard to guess that the leader of these monsters, the bringer of plague, had arrived.

And that's what Howard is dealing with.

Char walked in front, leading the way and clearing the way, while keeping an eye on Arabel's condition.

Arabelle also walked in front, leading the way, but she kept her head down, so her expression and eyes could not be seen clearly.

Xia Ya was always worried that she would suddenly lose her temper and run back.

Arabelle sensed Char's worry, so she patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I won't let my emotions get the better of me. I promised him."

But her trembling hands as she said this still revealed her inner feelings.

At this moment, everyone's spirits suddenly became inexplicably lifted.

Ever since hearing the bell, everyone has felt a vague fear in their hearts. This fear cannot be thought about too much and can only be ignored, because once you start to face this fear head-on, the fear will grow rapidly and swallow you up. So people tacitly avoided this topic and tried to pretend that this fear did not exist.

But this wasn't a long-term solution. When the bell rang, a dozen more people in the retreating group went crazy. Most of them were saved with pancakes, but two died foaming at the mouth after being rescued. But after the bell rang, four more people went crazy. They were walking normally, but suddenly stopped moving. When others encountered them, they started grinning like crazy.

And none of those who went crazy subsequently were rescued.

But just now, the ominous fear lingering in everyone's heart suddenly disappeared.

No instructions were received, but everyone stopped at the same time.

The survivors looked at each other, and everyone saw excitement and hope in everyone else's eyes, but no one dared to speak out their inner guesses.

The surrounding plague legions also showed abnormalities at the same time. The Nurglings and Nurgling beasts wailed and screamed at the same time, and the plague zombies that were originally marching in an orderly manner like an army instantly turned into headless flies.

Various circumstantial evidence confirmed their suspicions, but they became increasingly cautious.

Because this phenomenon also occurred after Howard closed the portal, but then, something more terrifying than the portal appeared.

“I want to go back!” said Arabelle.

"No, have you forgotten what you promised Mr. Howard?" Xia immediately rejected the request.

Arabelle's expression instantly became painful and struggling. She wanted to return to Howard at all costs, but she had promised Howard not to act on her emotions again.

Just then, Char received a message.

He listened to the message patiently, listened to it again, and then announced the content of the message to the others: "An unsigned person sent a message saying that Mr. Howard has solved the problem and we are safe."

By the time he finished announcing the message, Arabelle had vanished.

Soon they returned to the clock tower and were shocked by what they saw.

In front of them was the unconscious mechanical priest, in front of them on the left was a burning mechanical vehicle, in front of them on the right was the foul-smelling corpse of a huge monster, and in the front was a large pit that had been smashed.

Looking down from the air, these four things vaguely formed a cross, holy and strange.

Howard knelt in front of the Dakeng, which was also the center of the cross.

"Howard?" Arabelle softly called out to the man kneeling on the ground with his head lowered. She couldn't imagine what he had been through during this time, let alone the price he had paid to defeat that enemy. She didn't know if the man in front of her could still respond to her words.

Because the words Howard had told her before sounded like a farewell.

Howard reacted immediately. He turned around and calmly looked at the people who had come and said, "I'm glad you're back. I'm glad you're okay."

"It's over...at least the plague is over."