Chapter 672: The Art of the Night Lord

"Be careful...be careful" the tense and low voice echoed in the darkness.

Several Space Marines lurked in the endless darkness like ghosts, moving cautiously in the narrow cabin.

Every step seems so cautious, as if the slightest carelessness will lead to disastrous consequences.

Those Nova soldiers who hurried past were unaware that in the dim shadows of the cabin, there were ghostly figures hiding - the Space Marines of the Midnight Lords Legion, like a group of dormant bats, quietly waiting for the best time to attack.

"Let's start enjoying this hunting feast..." Milans Scrooge, the captain of the 644th Fear Squad of the Midnight Lords Legion, had a grim smile on his face.

He just flicked his arm lightly, and the extremely sharp blade on his arm came out, flashing a terrifying cold light.

At this moment, a Nova soldier holding a pulse gun came over defenselessly.

He was concentrating his attention on the front and had no idea that in this dark corner, a tall and mighty shadow was quietly emerging behind him.

"Click..." A slight but unusually clear sound was heard.

A pair of strong and powerful hands suddenly stretched out from the depths of the darkness, like a deadly poisonous snake, and slowly approached the new star soldier in front of them at lightning speed.

Then, Skruk exerted force suddenly, and the poor new star soldier didn't even have time to scream before he was ruthlessly dragged into the endless dark abyss in an instant.

The cold and sharp arm blade cut through the air like lightning, easily tearing the body of the young rising star soldier.

In an instant, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and broken limbs were scattered all over the ground, as if a bloody picture was unfolding before our eyes.

"What a pity... If we weren't on a mission, we could have enjoyed this endless feast of killing and let this carnival last longer..." One of the Night Lords Space Marines leisurely picked up the head in front of him that was distorted due to extreme fear, and looked at it carefully as if appreciating a precious work of art, and then without hesitation, inserted it into the heavy and sturdy armor behind him.

"Don't waste any more time! Move forward quickly and implant fear into every corner of this battleship!" With a low roar, Skruk quickly cleaned up the debris on the ground, and then merged into the boundless darkness again like a ghost.

Seeing this, several other Space Marines followed without hesitation, and their figures gradually disappeared into the deep passage.

As this group of ruthless Night Lords Space Marines continued to advance, a brutal massacre quietly began.

The shadow of death shrouded the entire battleship, and blood dyed every inch of the deck and bulkhead red.

The shrill screams came one after another, echoing in the empty cabin, making people shudder.

However, for these demons from the dark abyss, this is just the beginning of another round of rampage and revelry.

"What exactly happened on deck nine? Quickly organize a patrol team to go over and check the situation!" Commander Qingfeng shouted at the top of his lungs, his eyes filled with anxiety and tension.

"Immediately activate the second-level combat alert! All standby personnel rush to deck nine for reinforcement!" As the order was given, a solemn and urgent atmosphere instantly filled the entire cabin.

The Nova Federation soldiers who were originally resting and adjusting their status felt their hearts sink when they saw the flashing warning lights above their heads suddenly turn into a bright and glaring red, and they sensed that the situation was serious.

Then, without hesitation, they grabbed the helmets beside them and ran to Deck 9 at the fastest speed.

At this moment, on the chaotic battlefield, Skruk was brutally tearing a rising star soldier who was struggling to survive into pieces.

He stared at the bloody and tragic scene before him with an expressionless face, as if all this was just an insignificant game to him.

After a moment, he slowly spoke: "It seems that these aliens are quite powerful. They must have noticed our approach." There was a hint of excitement and anticipation in his words.

"Have all the traps been set? In addition, be sure to preserve those guys' heads properly, as they are our glorious trophies!" Skruk glanced around coldly, and noticed that the originally bright lights in the corridor had now turned scarlet, which meant that the enemy already knew their whereabouts.

However, faced with such a situation, Scrucker appeared extremely calm and composed, showing no fear at all.

In the narrow and dim corridor, dozens of fully armed new star soldiers holding advanced pulse guns were running forward at a rapid pace. They looked nervous and looked around vigilantly, as if they were ready to deal with any possible enemies at any time.

However, these brave and fearless soldiers were unaware that not far above their heads, the mutilated bodies of their unfortunate comrades were hanging. Those companions who once fought side by side with them were now ruthlessly torn into pieces by the Night Lords and hung high above the ceiling of the warship in an extremely horrible and twisted way.

Although there was a sickening smell of blood in the air, the new star soldiers, who were fully focused on the search mission, had not yet noticed this horrific scene.

At this moment, they were breaking into cabin after cabin, hoping to find any clues about the enemy's whereabouts or survivors.

"What happened? Even if there was a surprise attack, there should be at least some bodies left! But why... why can't we find even a trace of blood here?" The experienced captain of the leading soldiers tightly grasped the pulse gun in his hand and carefully explored every corner around him. However, no matter how hard he tried to find, all he saw was a dead silence.

“May the light of glory bless us, what kind of changes has this area experienced…” Just as the warrior captain continued to search with full of doubts, suddenly, a drop of bright red blood dripped from the ceiling without warning and hit his extremely hard helmet.

"what happened……"

The warrior captain slowly looked up and was stunned for a moment by the scene in front of him.

Hundreds of corpses were hung overhead like upside-down pork. Their heads were bled out and hung there, with drops of blood flowing down their severed necks.

"Prepare for battle! Prepare for battle! There is an invasion..."

Just as the warrior captain roared, Srux ejected his arm blade from the darkness.