Chapter 690 Times Have Changed
According to Duanmuhuai's thinking, the next step is for everyone to rush forward and start a righteous gang fight.
However………
"Woo...what does it smell like!"
"It stinks..."
"It smells bad..."
"Disgusting………"
Most of the girls who had just been summoned came back to their senses when they were dazed by the stench coming towards them. Fortunately, Ann raised her hand and quickly made a gesture, accompanied by the emergence of magic aura, which made everyone feel better.
"Mr. Knight, next time, can you tell me first...Wow, what a monster! It looks scarier than Mr. Knight!"
“……………………”
I can really fucking thank you.
Hearing An's scream, Duanmu Huai sighed, and then he raised his head to look at the fat, swollen whole body, with tattered wings, and there was no good place on his body, and there was pus and abscess everywhere. body………
Well, at least I look better than him, MMP.
"what happened?"
Looking at the girls who suddenly appeared, even Mortarion was stunned for a while. This is not to say that he has never seen women on the battlefield, but the problem is...these girls didn't even wear armor and protective clothing, but Being able to stand in front of themselves like this, they even have the mood to complain!
The stench that caused An and the others to complain is not just a stench. In fact, even if you completely seal the armor and perform internal circulation, you still cannot block this stench. It's not just gas in the physical sense, it's a curse from the Warp. Whether it is a mortal or an interstellar warrior, once they inhale this terrifying poisonous gas, their bodies will soon fester, and the blessing of the loving father will spread throughout their bodies, allowing them to feel the most terrifying power from the depths of pain and life.
Logically speaking, these girls should be the same. Their white skin should gradually swell under their own poisonous gas, a large area of blisters will appear, and then fester, and then countless flies will emerge from it, and they will absorb the nutrients from the skin. , turning these fragile mortals into rotting flesh.
But now, they are standing here safe and sound, and even have the mood to complain about the environment here!
"Give it to me!"
With the help of countless boss push experiences, Duanmu Huai naturally did not let go of Mortarion's surprise and loss of focus for a moment. He understood why Mortarion was surprised and why he was surprised. Because strictly speaking, An and the others belong to subspace creatures like Mortarion, and they have their own guardians of world fragment rules. So this is the reason why soulwalkers are not so expensive—space warriors and mechanics can recruit a million soldiers, but none of them can stand in front of Mortarion. Although Duanmuhuai can only summon There are less than ten companions, but they are completely immune to the evil power from chaos!
Duanmu Huai let out a roar, and the black flames on his body erupted instantly, enveloping the girls, and the black flames washed the entire bridge deck like a tidal wave. Even the spreading stench and spore group suddenly dispersed under the impact of the black flame, becoming much weaker.
Black Flame Shelter!
Black flames burst out from the girls' bodies, forming a series of shields to block external threats. At the same time, Duanmu Huai jumped up, holding the Thunder Hammer in his hand, roaring and rushed directly in front of Mortarion, and slammed down on him with the hammer!
"call-----"
Mortarion raised his scythe, and icy air burst from his air intake, freezing the surrounding walls. The sickle swept across, cutting towards Duanmu Huai's body. Then it collided directly with the warhammer that exuded thunderous flames.
"Boom!!!"
Logically speaking, given the height ratio between Duanmu Huai and Mortarion, Duanmu Huai would have been kicked out by now. However, in fact, both sides trembled slightly, and the confrontation of huge forces did not spare even the deck. There was a squeaky wailing sound and it sank suddenly—I don’t know if it came from the wailing of the battleship itself.
But at the same time, others also started to move.
Guleya jumped up, her right hand turned into a dragon's claw, and the blazing flames boiled and erupted, tearing apart the breath of ice, and blasting towards Mortarion's face. On the other side, An raised his hands high, and with the formation of the magic circle, a huge fireball fell from the sky and hit the huge body directly.
However, Mortarion was not fighting alone either.
Several figures flew out like ghosts and rushed towards the battlefield of the girls. Clad in copper-green, rotting, foul-smelling armor and carrying scythes, they were Mortarion's personal death shrouds, Mortarion's last when their primarchs had served the Imperium, the Emperor. Loyal swords and shields, even though they have turned to the evil gods now, this loyalty has not changed.
The shining scythe swung past, fighting with the oncoming enemies. August's fingers trembled slightly, and the invisible puppet thread was entangled on the sickle full of corruption and germs, and then she casually dropped the suitcase beside her, only to see a huge, cold-faced killer in the next moment. A giant puppet with a white mask flew out of it and rushed towards the enemy in front of it.
On the other side, Lorena was also tightly holding the scripture in her hand. In front of the huge, bloated and strong body of the death shroud, the petite girl was like a baby. But she was able to easily dodge the whirlwind-like attack of the death shroud. The death shroud wielded a scythe, bringing up hurricanes, enough to tear anything that dared to enter it into pieces.
However, Lorena slid into it like a butterfly along the gap in the airflow, lightly and nimbly rushed to the death shroud, then she stretched out her white jade flawless right hand and clenched it into a fist. Jiao lashed out with a punch, hitting the swollen belly of the death shroud.
This blow, which seemed almost child's play, had an unexpected effect. The corrupted armor of the death shroud was shattered under this blow, like a porcelain doll smashed by a stone, and turned into pieces. The huge body of the death shroud Like a pin hit by a bowling ball, it flew backwards and slapped into a puddle of mud on the bloody wall.
While the girls were fighting, the night guards did not stop their footsteps. They have no body, and their souls are protected by the court of justice and the doomed death, so the deadly poisonous gas and spores have nothing to do with them. meaningless. Even if the poisonous flies swarmed into the armor of these night guards, they couldn't find any flesh that they could use to infect them. The only thing that greeted them was cold steel and hot gunfire.
"Bang bang bang bang!!!"
The Death Guard has rich combat experience, but why not the Night Guard? The two sides come and go, and the fight is inextricable. Gunshots rang out everywhere, but the core of the battlefield was still the struggle between Duanmuhuai and Mortarion.
Mortarion swung the sickle, and the roaring psychic power flew in all directions, while Duanmuhuai held the hammer tightly, resisting the attack of the sickle as big as his own body with his tiny body. On the side, An and Guleya erupted with dazzling flames, dispelling the psionic raging waves and wind of death time and time again.
"You will never win!!"
Duanmuhuai brandished the warhammer, roared loudly, and pushed forward.
"You betrayed the empire, you betrayed the emperor, you attacked Terra, but you still failed!"
"Boom!"
"The Empire has lost its Emperor, and you have launched thirteen Black Crusades, and yet, you have failed!"
"boom!!"
"And now, you will still fail! Same as before! There is no difference! You will fail eventually! This time, it will be total destruction, and your failure will bring final destruction! Accept your fate, traitors!! Your fate The moment you betrayed the empire and humanity, it was already decided!"
"Shut up!!"
Mortarion let out a loud roar, panting for breath, swung the scythe in his hand, and once again pushed back Feilin who had turned into an ice dragon and charged forward.
"The empire has fallen, and the false emperor has long since perished. This time, it will be our victory! We will rebuild our own world on the corpse of the empire!"
"This kind of thing, wait until you win once!!"
Duanmuhuai blasted out with a hammer, hitting the scythe that Wu Xiao had cut, and smashed the sickle flying. At the same time, he rushed forward with a stride, and the jet pack behind him suddenly exploded. At the same time, Duanmuhuai's silent right hand shot Turning around, he saw a holy sword appearing at his side almost without brilliance, and then Duanmuhuai jumped up with a loud cry, and the war hammer in his hand directly hit Mortarion's forehead.
"Die!!"
Mortarion seized this moment, his power exploded again, the twisted and broken wings spread out straightly, the ear-piercing screams and psionic piercing sound at this moment were like thunder and lightning bursting around him. The Duanmu Huai tree in mid-air devoured it completely.
Mortarion can be sure that this blow is enough to destroy any enemy who dares to stand in front of him, so when he saw Duanmuhuai appearing from it intact and coming in front of him, Mortarion felt unstoppable Shocked and surprised.
"In the name of the Inquisition, in the name of humanity, die, Mortarion————————————————————————————————————————————————————————,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,!"
The thunder hammer hit Mortarion's face heavily. The respirator and mask that had been worn on his face for a long time, almost integrated with flesh and blood, were completely broken at this moment, and the surging explosive force almost penetrated Mortarion's face. Ryan's body, like an invisible giant hammer, smashed him to the ground.
Mortarion wailed, and for the first time he felt the power that filled his body disappear, like a deflated ball. And his huge body that was originally transformed after ascending to the devil seems to be gradually declining and shrinking. But Mortarion did not give up, he had always been persevering, no matter what kind of pain he encountered, he was able to endure it all the time—as it is now, or even always.
Duanmuhuai fell heavily on the ground. During the battle just now, his body seemed to have gradually grown a little bit, as if the shrunken part of Mortarion had been absorbed by Duanmuhuai. He raised his head, the scarlet eyes on the helmet shone with the same inorganic brilliance as before, and the Thunder Hammer in his hand still shone brightly, radiating lightning.
"The Empire is dead, mortals."
Mortarion raised his head, his distorted, ugly, and mutated face was completely exposed to the air, he took a deep breath, and stared at Duanmuhuai.
"Why are you fighting? The false emperor has long disappeared, the brilliance of the astronomical torch has been extinguished, and the remains of the empire are fragmented. Don't you understand that the lies of the false emperor are just a hoax?"
"Of course I know the Emperor is a fool, but what does it have to do with me."
Duanmuhuai raised the warhammer again, and the surging divine power of the God of Destruction surged on him. At this moment, Duanmuhuai was like an engine that had been driven to its limit, full of unimaginable power.
“………………???”
I have to say that Mortarion was stunned when he heard Duanmuhuai's answer. Although he also felt that the emperor was not a good thing, he never thought that a man wearing imperial armor and holding a Thunderbolt Warhammer, who fought for the false emperor, actually said such vulgar language as "the emperor is an idiot" so lightly...
Well, even if Mortarion was killed, he would never have imagined that players existed.
"The Inquisition is fighting to protect humanity, and we are also fighting to protect ourselves—could you be like you, an idiot, kneeling in front of the corruption and turning into a talking shit? Sorry, I don't feel that way interest."
Duanmuhuai gripped the hammer again and lifted it up.
"Sorry, I want to be a good person."
“………………!!”
The next moment, the two sides fought together again.
