Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Why the hell are you thinking about this right now? A reminder of someone? But Arabelle isn't dead yet!

Howard cursed in his heart.

No, no, there may not necessarily be something deeper that you haven't noticed.

Why did he meet Arabelle here? Because he was being chased by a hunting team, and Arabelle saved him by accident.

Why was he being hunted by a hunting team?

Because the path that Om Messiah had guided him to the inn passed through the hunting grounds.

Why do I want to go...

Hotel!

Howard understood.

According to Om Messiah's navigation, there is an inn near this area.

Howard remembered when Om Messiah said he could get some sleep and eat something there.

Yes, yes, yes, yes! The hotel! There's a good chance they'll have some basic ingredients and cooking tools.

"boom!"

Arabelle twisted the accelerator and rushed towards Char. As the two crossed paths, she threw the noose and put it around Char's neck.

Arabelle then circles Char on her motorcycle, trying to tie him up.

Arabelle knew what Char's current state was called, "Final Directive."

The function of the huge pipe behind him is to continuously deliver drugs that can maintain brain stability into Char's brain, so as to suppress all his crazy and uncontrolled thoughts caused by the imperfect brain removal and transformation surgery, which is an incurable sequelae of the body transformation.

Originally, Ivan suggested that the tube be opened from the waist and connected to the brain through the carotid artery, but Char chose to leave the tube exposed. The advantage of this is that larger doses of drugs can be pumped in to maintain absolutely stable emotions, but the price is that this tube can easily become a target of attack.

Of course, another point is that after connecting this pipe, Char will not be able to sleep lying down.

But Char insisted on doing so, arguing that the pipe could not be broken unless the situation got out of control. Once the pipe was broken, it would either mean the situation was extremely critical or it was a sudden attack. Both situations showed that things were out of control. Since things were out of control, perhaps he would also lose control. Showing complete violence and destructive power was the best response strategy.

After the transformation was completed, Char had a special bed custom-made. He could still sleep lying down, but it was less convenient to move around.

And now, it seems that the final move prepared by Char is going to be used on his own people.

Char was now in the prelude of the madness he had been suppressing. The person or thing before him was no longer Char, but a huge, ferocious beast. This beast was still in a state of confusion and exhaustion. Before completely losing his mind, Char had consumed most of his physical strength in resisting the madness. So when Char's mind completely disappeared, the beast chose to take a breath.

This gave Arabelle the opportunity to tie him up. Arabelle tied him up in five or six layers, inside and out. At first, the giant beast didn't understand what the human was doing, so its eyes were just mechanically locked on Arabelle.

But when the ropes gradually tightened, the behemoth sensed the danger. He roared and jumped high from the ground. His muscles expanded forcefully. After a crackling sound, these ropes woven with composite fibers that could pull a tank were actually broken by the behemoth.

After being freed, the beast locked onto the culprit who attacked him - Arabelle. He pounced on the other party like a hunting cheetah, but Arabelle stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and narrowly avoided the attack.

But having herself targeted was exactly what Arabelle wanted. She waved her coat as she rode on the motorcycle, like a bullfighter waving a flag. She needed to ensure she remained the beast's target so she could take him to a less crowded area.

The beast was indeed enraged by Arabel's provocation at first. He roared and rushed towards Arabel, like a chariot made of muscle, steel, fire and steam, smashing everything along the way, whether it was a building, a street lamp, or even some overhead low bridges.

Arabelle maintained about 90% of the motorcycle's power output. This speed allowed the beast to gradually catch up with her, but also allowed her to distance herself from the beast when it accelerated.

This was a thrilling sport, as the beast's speed exploded from normal to maximum in a split second, while a motorcycle's acceleration from 90 percent to maximum speed took several seconds. The beast only reached maximum speed when it was certain of its chance, leaving Arabelle with less than a second to react. If she was slow to react, the beast would overtake her before the motorcycle could accelerate past her. Furthermore, while the beast could simply ignore obstacles, Arabelle had to be extremely cautious. At such high speeds, even a small pebble could cause the motorcycle to lose control.

Many times, the giant beast's claws were almost able to grab the hem of Arabelle's clothes, but Arabelle, who was running at the highest speed, gradually pulled away.

Fortunately, this giant beast does not have Char's wisdom, otherwise any long-range weapon on him could kill everyone here.

But Arabelle knew she couldn't hold out for much longer. First, the motorcycle couldn't handle the full power output; the violent jolts threatened to tear it apart. Then there was her own pain. Two fingers on her right hand were broken, reducing her grip by nearly a third. The blood oozing from the wound made the throttle slippery and wet. Furthermore, she hadn't had time to put on a helmet while racing, and the fierce wind completely closed her left eye, forcing her to rely on her electronic right eye for information.

At some point, condensation rain started to fall, making the situation even worse.

But after chasing for a while, Arabelle found that there was no sound behind her. She risked a look back and cursed.

Because the behemoth saw that it was unable to catch Arabelle, it gave up on this difficult prey and turned to hunt other easier prey, namely the civilians who were still fleeing.

So Arabelle braked hard and drifted towards the giant beast that was slowly approaching the plane, then pulled out her gun, avoided Char's vital points, and fired continuously.

Arabelle was holding the stolen submachine gun. As soon as she pulled the trigger, she realized that her action of avoiding Char's vital points was completely unnecessary, because the caliber and power of the bullets of this submachine gun were not large. If it was Arabelle's own revolver, even if Char was in this state, one bullet would explode into a flower of blood, and two bullets would cripple a limb.

However, as soon as the bullet from the submachine gun entered the body of the giant beast, its kinetic energy was immediately absorbed by the giant beast's muscles, and only two-thirds of it could penetrate into the body. The damage caused by such a small wound on the giant beast's huge body was probably no more serious than a mosquito bite to an ordinary person.

"Those guys... deserve to die!" Arabelle cursed viciously. The guys she was talking about were naturally Adrian, because Adrian had taken away her revolver and all the weapons on her robotic arm. If Arabelle had a usable gun now, she would not be so passive.

However, although the damage caused by the submachine gun bullets to the giant beast was not much greater than a mosquito bite, this action still angered the giant beast as Arabel had expected. The giant beast roared at Arabel and rushed towards Arabel again.

This time Arabelle will no longer be a prey in the beast's eyes, but an opponent who has provoked him, and this time he will fight to the death.