Chapter 694 Underground Ghost
Standard Terra Calendar, 942.M41
Planet Armageddon, Hades Hive, 4000 meters underground
With the journey Continuously extending, Soshyan and his party have reached a depth of four thousand meters underground in the Hades nest.
Along the way, they saw many ruins, most of which had the chaotic artistic style of the Green Skins. They even found writing on the remaining walls of those ruins, writings belonging to the Green Skins.
This is something that surprises Soshyan. After all, no matter how savage the beasts are, they are still beasts, but once they try to put on the cloak of civilization, they will become very scary.
“How far is it from the place you said?”
In the dark isthmus, the team marched silently. In the distance, only half of the statues or only their bases were left. Standing high like a tombstone.
Suddenly, Soshyan turned around and looked down at Angelica, who was wearing a coat. The temperature here was very low, which was not harmful to Space Marines or Mechanic Priests, but the Inquisitor couldn't bear it.
“It stands to reason that we should already be within its range.”
Angelica frowned and glanced at the coordinate locator in her hand from time to time.
"Strange."
"If the coordinates are OK."
Sushyan suddenly had a wild idea.
“Is that area mobile?”
"This-"
Angelica is not sure, but obviously cannot accept such a weird idea.
"Think about it, for so many years, this place has almost never been discovered. I'm afraid it's not enough just to be hidden deep underground. I guess that area is not fixed."
I thought of it. What, Soshyan suddenly asked:
“What are the characteristics of the judge who led you to discover that area?”
"Inquisitor Carlin is a powerful psyker."
"Psyker, I'm afraid this is the key. Only psykers can find and discover that area."
With that said, Soshyan walked aside and held Talos' shoulders.
“You heard it, what do you think.”
“So what, I’m not a psyker.”
"But you have psychic talent."
Talos shrugged his shoulders, his tone a little helpless.
"If I saw something, I would have told you a long time ago, but in fact, I have been underground for so long and my vision has not seen anything."
Soshiyan ordered The team stopped and took a closer look around.
They are now almost at the end of the canyon at this location. The depth of the entire canyon can no longer be observed with the naked eye, and the auspicious device shows that they are already 4,000 meters below sea level.
The cliffs on both sides are like two huge walls, giving people an extremely oppressive feeling. Due to the lack of light, it is so dark that nothing can be seen above.
"This place."
Suddenly, a shout attracted Soshyan's attention, followed by the roar of bolters and the roar of flamethrowers.
Soshyan rushed forward and saw something split a warrior in two, his entrails falling to the deck as if someone had knocked over a trash can.
Then, there was an inexplicable fire all around, with a smell of oily smoke that was disgusting.
"Damn it! Come out!"
A soldier used a flamethrower to burn everywhere, roaring, spraying promethium everywhere, igniting the ground and illuminating the surrounding area.
Then, as if being irritated, a burst of ultrasonic screams of primal anger hit everyone one after another, almost tearing the fragile communication system to pieces.
Soshyan immediately pointed his bolt pistol at the thing.
“Battle formation!”
This beast is an uncertain, vague, nightmarish existence, like a ghost that can switch between reality and nothingness at will. But Soshyan felt that he had seen this beast. It gave people the impression of thick limbs, short neck, huge head, and protruding tusks——
It was vaguely green-skinned appearance.
Whatever it was, Soshyan pulled the trigger, and the bolt passed through it as if it were straight through the air.
It seems to be really just a ghost, but can touch and lift a Space Marine, as well as kill him.
Is this a demon?
Soshiyan was still doubting, a chain sword was spinning at full speed, making a terrible scream.
The former Soul Drinker sergeant, Captain Rit Tyson of the 1st Company of the Astral Knights, faced the enemy firmly with his chainsword. When the veteran slashed through the ghost, just like before, the blade whirred. The loud saw teeth passed through.
The creature grabbed the sergeant with its backhand, arcs of electricity flashed from its huge claws, air poured in from the cracked armor, and liquid sealant dripped from the broken armor plates.
Ritter Tyson roared, turning his storm bolter towards the enemy, the gun already covered in his own blood.
He roared, hoping that the Terminator armor would be enough to block the opponent's tearing. He had practiced such close combat tactics many times.
Then the veteran opened fire, the bolts whizzing past the ethereal beast like a hand waving through thick fog.
Then he fired again, and the thing's scream was felt throughout the body, in the heart and lungs, not just in the ears and brain.
Before he could swing his second sword, the ghost had begun to dissipate, leaving only a group of angry soldiers and the echo of the chain sword falling on the ground.
“Behind you!”
It was Soshyan's voice, and Ritter Tyson turned around, gasping for air.
The next second, he felt something pierce his chest, piercing the armor through his two hearts.
He lowered his head, feeling dizzy, and saw that he was pierced by a translucent claw that seemed to have substance.
Ritter Tyson felt cold, as if he had been thrown into space, but he could still hear the roar of chainswords and bolters.
But the voice changed, changed, became something else entirely.
"Bastard!"
Soshiyang had already rushed over. Furious, he activated the gray marrow, but the creature was not affected at all. It left the seriously injured veteran in an instant, and then appeared in Soshiyang. right side.
Such a strange enemy was very difficult to deal with. Although he was angry, Soshiyang faced it cautiously and turned around to block with his sword.
With the roar of gold and iron, the thing failed to succeed. When Suoshiyang made a backhand sword, it only hit the air.
The opponent did not dodge, and just took his sword.
"What?"
waaaaaagh——
The thing let out a low roar, jumped to Soshyan's left side, and then stretched out its arms, as if to scratch his head.
At that moment, a power sword thrust out diagonally, slashing the monster's hands.
Black liquid splashed directly in the air, and several sharp claw blades clattered to the ground.
The monster roared in pain, and staggered back with its fingers cut off.
“Now!”
At the moment Talos roared, Soshyan turned around and thrust out his sword.
This time, he felt the touch of the sword sinking into his body.
The Holy Flame Sword was poured into the monster's throat, and then Soshyan flicked his wrist, and an ugly head flew into the air.
(End of this chapter)