Chapter 348 House of Corruption
While Sevatar was fighting fiercely with the traitors, Soshiyang and other soul drinkers were coming quickly. They did not miss a passage in the middle. In this huge black steel giant In the belly of the beast, the precision is comparable to using an industrial electric drill to complete a heart surgery.
Outside, the Soul Drinker's flagship Soul Messenger and other ships were also launching a fierce attack on the hulk, and explosions shook the spacecraft.
However, at present, it seems that their efforts are not enough to destroy this giant ship.
Most of the ship has long been abandoned, and many of the halls used by mortals are in decay, even without air, and dusty items are scattered everywhere on the floor.
"A lot of bad things have happened here."
The closer he got to the direction where the coordinate signal was sent, the more uneasy Soshyan became.
They only encountered some fighting intermittently along the way, but strangely, the more they moved forward, the intensity of the fighting became weaker and weaker.
As soon as they encountered demons, they slaughtered them all.
Ambushes would often attack them from the dark maze of the spaceship, but they were just fear monsters and fire monsters.
They came and came, killing after killing, and finally disappeared into the depths of the spacecraft.
Furthermore, reality has also betrayed physics. The deeper they go into the ship, the weirder its structure becomes. Soshyan feels that if there is no signal from Savita, they will most likely be lost in this ever-changing place. In the testing maze.
Accompanying their footsteps were whispers that became stronger.
These few words were unfamiliar, but they were undoubtedly full of malice. They became increasingly clear, causing the team to stop several times, wary of enemy attacks.
This makes the Soul Drinker warriors very uncomfortable.
In the past, they might have checked whether there was a communication failure, but now, they all knew that it was the sound of evil magic.
The corridor they stepped on no longer creaked, but became damp. It began to tremble whenever someone touched it, as if physical contact would hurt it.
Big mouths spewing stinking odor replaced the vents, damp holes replaced the hatches, and some malignant growths could be seen on the walls, which seemed to want to grow together, as if cancer cells were hosting the host. spread widely within the organs.
Every part of the ship is suffering from disease, like a nightmare whose memory fades with it once it is left behind. They do not seem to belong to this reality and cannot be easily understood by the mere mortal mind.
“This place is disgusting.”
Said the veteran of the Soul Drinkers.
“Why do they come to a place like this?”
“The traitors have sold themselves out to the ancient power, they have crossed the line.”
Soshyan answered him.
"They've gone crazy, man."
Mark growled, like a warning in the jungle.
"It would be better if they are really crazy, but I'm afraid they are not crazy."
At this time, another group of fear monsters appeared, and a few more emerged behind them. A tall silhouette, breathing magical fire.
"Slaughter them, we will move forward bravely, for the emperor and the empire!"
Soshiyang raised the Holy Flame Sword high and led the soul drinkers to accelerate the charge.
The fear monsters only had time to throw a few fireballs, and the purple and pink completely collided together.
Soshiyang stood at the forefront and fought.
The holy flame sword buzzed through the air, opening and closing widely, and the bloody blade danced wildly. Wherever the sword tip touched, magic power and flesh burst out together, and the target hit was instantly killed.
The Soul Drinkers followed closely behind, slaughtering everything in front of them. In a very short period of time, they gradually adapted to fighting with Soshyan and showed extraordinary abilities. Coordination.
Hatred and blood flowed down together, and the demon's howl was filled with renunciation and anger. They concentrated their power and unleashed a torrent of death.
The Soul Drinker veterans who rushed to the front immediately raised their shield walls like ancient siege soldiers.
But the protection of the human body by the armor also has its limits, so an elite soldier fell like this. A magic fire bomb shattered his helmet, and then the huge armored body fell to the ground. land.
Others stepped across the sea of fire with difficulty and launched a fierce attack. Their roars were amplified by the armor and were almost deafening.
Soshiyan also brought down the last demon in front of him. He used his long sword to guide the warriors through the wall of flames.
"Charge into the enemy lines!"
He roared:
"We will dye the roads here red with their blood!"
Then he waved and crackled. The power sword jumped up.
The soldiers gathered together, and one end of the passage rushed down, like an unstoppable torrent of steel, instantly breaking through the "protective wall" of demon flesh and blood.
The timid fear monsters immediately collapsed into an army and fled in all directions.
Soshyan still maintained enough sense at this time. While sprinting forward, he asked a small team of Soul Drinkers to occupy a favorable position to ensure the subsequent retreat route.
Time is running out, and this ruined ship may be destroyed at any time.
They are united as one, advancing and retreating together. After passing through the passage, the lateral road gradually opens up, leading to a series of cabins.
It is lined with tracks for supply trains, piercing the thick walls.
Most of the space here would normally have been used to store supplies, but now it's just decaying wreckage and ashes.
After rushing through the demon's front, they finally arrived at a huge warehouse.
A marble staircase flows down from the door, and there are many small skylights inlaid on the roof, looking into the void.
More importantly, this hall is full of traces of corruption.
The statue seems to move when no one is looking at it, the brazier is burning with strange blue-green flames, and the decorations are either swallowed into the living carpet or submerged in the wall seepage inside the mucus.
These transformations were obviously not made by human hands, it was more like they had changed on their own.
In some places, the transformation is only half done, and the solemn imperial decorations that can be seen everywhere have sharp edges and spikes, which are more suitable for appearing in the executioner's torture chamber.
Some of the ornaments did function as instruments of torture. Many skeletons were hung on rusty iron hooks, still maintaining the painful postures of life.
The warehouse echoed loudly with the sounds of corruption, their whispers clearly audible.
Soshyann struggled to distract himself from above.
Suddenly, a deafening trumpet sounded, and the wall suddenly cracked.
A Soul Drinker appeared out of thin air and threw a mace from above his head.
Soshiyang leaned down to avoid it, and the weapon left a dent on the wall, which was as big as an old man's torso.
Then he emptied the bullets from the gun barrel at the rebel's chest. The soldier's breastplate suddenly fell into pieces, and the wires inside were broken. The escaping energy hissed, and his whole body He staggered back a few steps.
Soshiyang took advantage of the momentum and pressed forward. The tip of his sword pierced the opponent's jaw hard and penetrated from behind.
The back of the rebel's helmet exploded, and a stream of smoking blood spurted out.
(End of this chapter)