Chapter 334: Fallen Mutation
Gorgri spun on his heels, the blood of the think tank director still dripping on his sharp blade.
The opponent did not use psychic powers from beginning to end, but used the swordsmanship that he was least good at to fight Golgri, which gave Golgri a little hesitation when he struck.
"Surrender."
Blade and blade came together in a moment of stalemate, and the Librarian captured Gorgori's sword in a web woven by his chainsword.
"I did nothing wrong."
But the other party read this sentence like a curse.
"Golgri, have you forgotten our ideals of freedom? How long ago was it last when you saw the military Q&A? Are you really willing to be a lackey of the Terran Council?"
Gorgri laughed angrily. This was the first time Sarpedon had seen such a thing.
But the movement of his lips did not add warmth to his sculptured face. The rocks had more heat than the smile just now.
Gorgli said nothing except that smile,
so Sarpedon responded with a smile, just as solemn and lifeless.
Suddenly, the young Chapter Master waved his power sword contemptuously to deflect the chainsaw blade that stabbed his stomach. He stepped forward and entered the defense range of the think tank director, and used the metal glove he clenched to violently The other person’s head.
The director of the think tank stepped back, his forehead was smashed, leaving a line of dazzling blood.
But Gorgli pursued him closely, deflecting the opponent's chain sword with a decisive slash, cutting open the fragile crotch connection of the power armor, and spilling a stream of blood.
Sarpedon tried to fight back. These injuries had not yet affected the other parts of his genetically enhanced body. He pulled the chain saw blade along Golgri's left shoulder armor, trying to cut into the side of the opponent's neck, but was immediately stopped by the power sword. down and locked.
"Death! Traitor!"
Golgri's roaring hands plowed the sword through the breastplate of the think tank director, stabbed it through his back, and then withdrew it again His sword.
Impaled and disemboweled, Sarpedon fell to his knees.
“Well…”
Everyone froze, and it was obvious that the winner was decided.
Sarpedon covered his wound, but blood continued to overflow from his body, like a broken water tank.
Soon, his legs were soaked in his own blood.
"This is the price of betrayal, forgive me, brother."
Golgri stepped forward and placed a glove on the head of the dying think tank director, like a certain A blessing ceremony.
And his sword slowly moved towards the opponent's neck.
“I don’t want this, but the war group cannot become rebellious. This is my responsibility.”
But when it came time to actually swing the sword, Gorgli found that the sword in his hand The sword actually weighed as much as a thousand pounds.
Is he really going to kill the respected think tank director in front of everyone?
Is it true that things have not improved at all?
"You are wrong..."
A distant whisper came from the mouth of the think tank director with his head hanging down, and Gorgli was stunned for a moment.
“What——”
Suddenly, all the lighting equipment in the hall began to burn, and a disgusting smell of rotten meat and spoiled dairy products filled the air. The blood began to squirm like life, forming an evil symbol.
Sarpedon raised his head sharply.
At that moment, he stopped whispering, and Gorgli stood frozen on the spot.
The young chapter leader suddenly fell into a world of blood and fire, surrounded by corpses wearing purple power armor, piled as high as a mountain.
More than a dozen standing corpses surrounded him, most of them mutilated, some with weapons stuck in their bodies.
They stared at him with silent eyes, pointed at him with their fingers, and roared at him:
"You failed!"
"You killed everyone!"
"Loser!"
Golgrid spun around in panic. Suddenly he saw the face of one of them, the one who handed over the battle group. To his former Chapter Master.
"You have failed us! You have failed the honor of the Chapter!"
"No - I -"
In reality, Golgri's eyes were dull and he was frozen in place, muttering to himself. He was already deeply trapped in an illusion. This is a secret passed down from generation to generation by the Think Tank of the Soul Drinkers Chapter. When they awaken their psychic powers, they will also awaken a talent. This talent allows them to directly penetrate the enemy's spiritual world and drag the opponent into the most fearful illusion in their hearts. .
It is also called "Hell Comes" by think tanks.
When it was confirmed that Gorgori was trapped in the illusion, the Librarian jumped to his feet. He jumped towards his brother, his Chapter Master.
And this unexpected attack made Golgri's balance, skills and tactics useless.
The moment he came to his senses, they turned back into a pair of brothers playing wrestling, rolling on the ground in pairs, grabbing each other's necks with their hands.
After a period of confusion, Sarpedon entrenched himself above Golgrid's body.
“What is this!!”
Shouts of surprise came from the onlookers’ soldiers.
Sarpedon's lower body began to boil violently, rolling and twisting in an unnatural way, and his flesh and bones expanded and surged like fluid.
And he himself began to scream.
First, the armor began to deform, and then the endless changes caused his power armor to split in half from the waist. Veins surging with electric energy ran through his pale skin, and crystal frost emerged on the surface. On the body.
Soon, amidst the terrifying sounds of flesh and bone deforming, Sarpedon's body suddenly stood upright. From his waist down, the outline of any limbs could no longer be distinguished. The swelling tissue and bursting energy were everywhere. He squirmed and his screams turned into muffled, maniacal laughter.
In the blink of an eye, the former director of the think tank disappeared.
Now, a monster appeared in front of everyone, with a tattered black cloak draped over its armored shoulders, organic spines emerging from under its rag cloak, and its eyes burning. extinguished flame.
And it doesn't even need weapons, because its lower body has become a spider-shaped arthropod with long claws at the end, and it has tasted the blood of Golgri.
It was once a Septon Astartes, but is now imbued with the power of Chaos.
Light pink saliva slid down from Sarpedon's sharp teeth, and he grabbed Gorgli's neck in a hook shape with both hands.
To enhance the slowest and most brutal form of murder, the killer looks his prey directly in the eyes.
“Die.”
Murmurs that were almost curses came out intermittently from his bleeding lips.
"You were never worthy of being a Chapter Master!"
Like the other side of the mirror, Golgri's gauntlet also held the opponent's throat tightly.
But the opponent's advantage is obviously greater.
The sharp mutated lower limbs penetrated Gorgli's body, pinning him to the ground, piercing one of his hearts, causing blood to continuously flow from his mouth, and almost drowning him.
"Death! Die!"
Sarpedon shook Gorgli's neck and smashed his head on the hard stone ground, again and again.
"Go to hell now! Go back to that dark hell!"
"Chapter Master!"
The recruits roared and drew their weapons, and at this moment Ictinos stood up and shouted:
"No one is allowed to interrupt this duel!"
The veterans also pointed their guns at their former compatriots.
At this time, Sarpedon had already picked up the sword dropped by Gorgli and raised it high.
“Death——”
“Stop!!!!!”
With a sharp shout, the people in the main control hall were kicked away hard. Soshyan, holding the Holy Flame Sword, rushed up quickly, with Thor and Savita closely behind him.
But Sarpedon turned a deaf ear and thrust his sword hard.
“No——————”
In an instant, blood spattered, and the chain saw blade placed on the top of Savita’s halberd began to roar.
“Get away!!!!!”
Soshyan rushed towards Sarpedon quickly, hitting him like a tank and knocking him away.
The power of this blow almost paralyzed Sarpedon. He was struggling and squirming on the ground. In anger, Soshiyang's gray marrow was automatically activated. A coldness from the depths of his soul made the think tank curator I couldn't help but scream.
(End of this chapter)