Chapter 463 Who is back? Look...what? -
The black sun hung high in the sky of burning white phosphorus, looking down silently.
The waterfall of dead bodies, blood, and filth continues to wash away the barren rocks formed by the cooling and solidification of hot magma.
In this mountain col, far away from the frontal battlefield, the skinless beasts temporarily retreated.
In fact, they showed a primal fear as soon as Samokuan - or the creature that might have been Samokuan - raised his massive battle axe.
If Uriel could tell, this retreat and fear were not even caused by the appearance of Samokuan they saw.
It is a fear of supernatural power that comes from a more primitive instinct.
What is now blocking the two former Ultramarines from attacking is a skinless warrior whose whole body is shrouded in a larger, bloody, black mist.
This thick plasma-like shadow that enveloped him like armor has a canine head with dragon-like horns, a long snout with sharp teeth on the top and bottom, sharp claws on the hands, and legs. Showing signs of disturbing reflexes and claws, the rich resentment and hatred have become the fuel of this shadow's power. If you keep looking at this black shadow, you will feel the pain as if your eyes are on fire and shed tears.
This being is wearing a blood-colored battle armor and a human skin cloak, holding a supernatural weapon summoned from the flesh and blood covering his body. He or it is taller than a fully armed man. The Terminator warriors are even taller, almost reaching the height of the combat soldiers of the Mechanicus.
A pair of faintly visible shadows of huge bat wings were flapping behind him, as if they were really growing on him. Ominous and violent blood-red light flashed from time to time in the black mist that lingered around his body—— Under his feet was a large pool of blood, mucus, a broken arm, and half a white brain. These came from the first monster that attacked them just now. Now the seriously injured skinless beast was Slowly retreating into the cautious and cautious retreating front of its tribe -
There is no doubt that no matter what this supernatural creature is now, he obviously suffered a little Uriel when attacking these skinless people. and the influence of cognition inherent in the brain of the human boy Pausanius knew.
His bone energy ax had just successfully chopped off the skinless man's arm that was trying to block it, and then smoothly moved down, cutting off half of his head. The attacker obviously thought that the head should be chopped off. The opponent will definitely be dead until his brains fall out - but the head of this skinless monster is made of three different heads.
Apparently, there is enough obstruction between these heads that even if one is chopped off, the other two can still function normally.
Now it is standing among its kind, covering the missing half of its brain with its remaining paw, and the remaining five eyes on its deformed and huge head are looking angrily at the pool. There were three of them, while its companions stood vigilantly in a scattered circle, preventing the three prey from finding a chance to escape.
Samokwan - let's continue to call him that, swung his illusory tail, stamped his hooves on the stone with some annoyance, and at the same time waved his ax threateningly at the besiegers.
This weapon summoned from the flesh is twisting, deforming, and constantly changing shapes - from the oversized version of the mortal wood-chopping ax at the beginning to the geared poleaxe of the Iron Warrior Lord, and then It began to transform into some of Uriel's more familiar standard weapons, as if it was changing with its owner's mind, but its owner could not decide its final form well.
"It's really strange..." Uriel said softly.
"What's wrong?" Pasanius asked, lowering his voice as much as possible, "Do you think it's still Samokan...?"
Uriel said to the person behind him He made a "bring it up later when the time is right" gesture and shook his head.
"I find it strange that these monsters look like mutant beasts, but they seem to be very organized...not as...violent as they seem."
"Oh my god, Uriel, I know you are kind, But now is not a good time to observe mutant creatures or show mercy to creatures, God Emperor! Look at them! They just wanted to eat you alive!"
"I know! , Pasanius, but..."
Uriel's next words were interrupted by a long, low howl that caused echoes.
There were commotions from the outside to the only exit of the mountain col, and the skinless and deformed flesh and blood monsters began to make way in a messy and awe-inspiring manner.
As the ground here was deeply shaken and trembled by the weight and kinetic energy of its landing, small stones were bounced away.
A huge being composed of wet, bright red muscles and pale, strong bones jumped up the gap with amazing jumping power and landed in front of them.
The strong muscles that have grown excessively and abnormally to the point of bulging nakedly display the direction of their operation and force in a dazzling way. This mass of flesh and blood squirms, and then surprisingly supports its rickety body. The body stood up, and the observers were even more shocked to find that this newly appeared skinless beast was so strong and huge, even far taller than Samokan, who was now taller than the Terminator.
——To put it more intuitively, this newly emerged beast, undoubtedly the leader of this group of monsters, has a body shape that is about as tall as one and a half Space Marines and as wide as three Space Marines——because of the over-developed In relation to the muscles on its shoulders and back, it has extremely spectacular and extremely powerful shoulders and arms, and its head is squeezed between the shoulders by a mass of muscles.
When it turned its noseless face, dripping with light yellow tissue fluid, towards them, Uriel clearly heard the figure in front of them gasp. was angry, and muttered something in a low-gothic dialect that didn't sound very elegant - very boyish - thank God, it seemed that they might still have a chance to talk to Samokan later.
What a face this is!
This face strangely retains more disturbing human skull features than the unfortunate monsters around it. A pair of terrifyingly bright yellow eyes are looking out from the eye sockets of the bloody skull, Without the expression brought by the skin and other normal facial features, only the terrible cruelty and fear brought to others remained on its face. The nose and lips completely disappeared, leaving only one vertical and one horizontal line on its face. A bloody hole was stained yellow by "food" and densely packed fangs were exposed from its lipless mouth.
When the gray eyes of the former Ultramarines Captain met those sickly yellow eyes, his stomach began to feel as heavy as lead: unlike other beasts that were more full of instinct Unlike the eyes that longed for and were deprived of reason, Uriel saw with horror the remaining intelligence and the pain that came with it.
The only thing that this creature, who is undoubtedly the leader of these skinless monsters in size, strength, or intelligence, may envy his subordinates is that the minds of other unfortunate victims have been damaged beyond belief. They are aware of the pain and torture they have suffered, and how their current appearance is incompatible with humans, but this creature, this guy who is lucky enough to retain some intelligence but is even more unfortunate, undoubtedly knows that the cruel fate and chaos will turn them into What kind of cursed appearance has it become.
"The blood of the original body..." he whispered, barely able to suppress the emotions welling up from the depths of his soul. He watched this fearless creature made of twisted flesh and blood move towards As they approached, Samokuan tightened his hand holding the weapon vigilantly, and the weapon still kept taking new forms in his hands.
Then the leader of the Skinless spoke to them, his voice was low, but his words were undoubtedly clear, which made a shiver roll down the back of Uriel's neck again.
"This is our hunting ground." He said, "Show up here, abandon? Your prey? Join?" The two former Ultramarines looked at each other, but soon they realized that these words were directed at What Samokuan in front of them said - through the layer of increasingly black mist, silvery streams of spiritual energy were constantly passing through Samokuan's skinless body, skinless, the same.
What will a creature in such a situation do when it discovers a species of its kind that also retains cognition?
Samokuan doesn’t know.
In the yellow irises of the King of the Skinless, the eyes of the "kind" on the opposite side that were covered in strange mist were reflected with boiling silver light.
Damn it. Why can't my weapon stabilize...I don't know which weapon to choose is more appropriate! Ax? The ax was very sharp from the beginning, but I always felt that it shouldn't be an ax...
The boy in his new body uneasily glanced at the weapon in his hand that still had no stable shape with the corner of his eye. ,what do I do? Now when I turn around and ask Philhamer what he should do - no, he said his name is Uriel - won't he be attacked? There are a hundred enemies here...I'm not sure I can protect the two of them if we fight...Have they regained their fighting strength...No, they have no weapons...
The blood flowing in his veins changed again. The hatred that wanted to kill at all costs and the pain that was forcibly suppressed came together - there was a cool feeling on his neck, they clashed in his body, there was something that others couldn't see because of this This confrontation created a tear in his soul and appeared. It carefully and took the opportunity to crawl across the surface of his body, making the boy shiver a few times, but he couldn't even get goosebumps all over. Pimple - he has no skin or hair follicles!
Samokuan almost wanted to cry, why? Why me? Why did these things happen to me? My dad is dead! I'm just a kid! I neither care nor know anything about what this galaxy will become! I just want to...go home...home...
——There was a strange feeling coming from his back. At first, Samokuan almost thought it was the palm of his father, mother or old stone soothing his back——when he was screaming and sweating because of nightmares When he is struggling and unable to wake up, if one of them is by his side, he will follow the sound and touch his back with his generous and warm palms, allowing the child to gradually return to the peaceful and sweet embrace of sleep.
But this warm comfort soon turned into a bone-chilling sting, like a sharp instrument stabbing him from behind -
He Zhang He opened his mouth to cry silently because of the sudden pain, and a voice sounded in the boy's soul, with anger towards the entire world and overwhelming hatred for certain betrayers.
I'm back!
Hold your sword!
Samokuan flapped his wings subconsciously, feeling a brand new power pouring into his body again. Following this, the air was filled with a strange and greasy sweetness like spices that had been left out for too long. He blinked, and Uriel made a surprised sound behind him.
The monster as huge as a flesh-and-blood Dreadnought cautiously and curiously stretched out its claws and pointed at his right hand.
Samokuan looked down.
A sword, an ancient and huge sword was held in his hand that turned into a claw.
At the same time, a sound like an animal hissing, a roar, or a human talking sounded in his heart.
Samokuan listened for a short while and met the eyes of the Skinless King who had been staring at him for a long time. Then he cleared his throat and began to try to talk to the other party.
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“Can we really trust him?”
When they finally left they emerged from the Fortress of Kallan-Gol After trudging for a while, Pausanius quietly asked again. Uriel.
“We should at least ask him to take us out of the mountains so that we can join Soltarn and the others.”
The sergeant's blue eyes glanced from the bulging back muscles of the leader of the huge Skinless King like a male Grox beast, and then turned to walking on the black mist boots like his hooves, and followed behind Samokuan has a pair of bat wings on his back.
Uriel glanced at his sergeant and exhaled a breath of dusty air from his lungs that were beginning to recover. "Samokuan!" he shouted directly.
Pasanius was surprised, but the creature that was infinitely close to the devil walking in front of the team actually stopped after hearing the words and turned towards them.
The two warriors then saw with some comfort that the eyes that were originally like boiling mercury had now returned to their original storm gray color, but the whites of the eyes were covered with fine bloodshot eyes, showing the actual owner of the eyes. It's not easy. "What's wrong? Phil...Uriel? Can't you walk anymore? Maybe you can ask them to carry you for a while." He raised his hand and pointed at a conjoined skinless monster with a broad and strong back at the side. ——This monster looks like it was originally a twin, but only one of them has developed. The other is very thin and frail. A thick flesh-colored umbilical cord connects him to his twin brother, and his brother has been carrying him on his back from beginning to end.
"No, no." Uriel twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a smile, while trying his best to let the King of the Skinless Ones and others see this smile, "Don't underestimate the recovery of the Son of Guilliman. Strength, Samokan, it may also give you some excellent qualities.”
"What do you mean...Oh, that's right." The boy named Samokuan, who was now wearing a layer of demonic skin that looked like translucent skin and black-red aura, nodded. Uriel found that he was facing It was difficult to ignore certain facial features of the demon's facial bones when facing him, but he tried his best to ignore this feeling at the moment, "Then what do you want?"
"Where are we going?" Uriel asked in a sincere and friendly tone, "Since we finally escaped, should we go back to Soltarn and the others before discussing the next plan?"
Samokuan He showed a stiff and evasive expression when he heard Soltarn's name, but he quickly answered, "That's right, he-" He pointed at Wu who was staring at them and listening to their conversation. King of the Leathermen, "He said we must go to him first and see, and then he will tell us how to get out."
"Look? What to look at? What could be more important than returning immediately?"< br>
Samokuan turned his demonic mist visor and stared at Uriel, making the latter's fists tighten and release, and then said a short set of words that neither former Ultramarine could refuse. word.
"He said, look, the Horde, the Emperor."
(End of Chapter)