Chapter 1390 Death and Dance
“No! Those corpses are fake!”
Occam was the first to discover the anomaly. The corpses of the dead clowns were so complete that there was only one Two were beaten to pieces.
As if to confirm his statement, the fallen Harlequins suddenly exploded one by one like fireworks, throwing out a large amount of sparkling smoke, blocking the Alphas' sight and even interfering with their helmet aiming systems. .
Immediately afterwards, accompanied by some kind of terrifying scream, after the flash of smoke, purple light spots swept through a certain bunker, causing the two Alpha warriors behind the bunker to be moved before they could move. engulf.
Their armor seemed to be torn apart by strong winds, and then the flesh inside expanded and exploded at an extremely fast speed, creating a tragic death scene.
“It’s the Harlequin’s Death Jester!”
On the war-torn battlefield, the fluttering coat accompanied the terrifying echo of the bells, symbolizing the vicious mockery of the Laughing God, the Death Jester appeared on the scene. The edge of the alphas' vision.
They are armed with a vicious weapon called the Screamer Cannon. The ammunition of this weapon is quenched with genetic toxins. Those who are hit will have metabolic imbalances and swelling, becoming a body made of flesh and bone. Composed of living bombs, and this is exactly what the Death Jesters like to see - they feverishly explore various novel methods to make the death of their victims full of black humor.
As actors in the troupe who specialize in playing "death", the jesters of death exude absurdity and morbidity everywhere. Their terrifying uniforms are made of the remains of their predecessors, and their own remains are also used after death. It will be left to the next successor, and on the battlefield, sometimes you can still hear them humming songs softly or just laughing there, bowing and saluting those who are about to encounter misfortune, and repaying those who amused them. Enthusiastic and derisive applause.
All in all, not many people can compete with Death Rigoletto when it comes to composing war tragedies and comedies, and the battlefield is also a treasure trove of endless inspiration for their pranks.
In Commorragh, the grotesque sense of humor of the Death Harlequins is very popular, because their viciousness can be compared to the most evil-hearted people in the Dark City, and because of their morbid talents, the Harlequins have a deep love for death. Rigolettoes are viewed with caution, but the Rigolettoes' devotion to the Laughing God is unquestionable, and time and time again they take cover to protect other members of the troupe amid hail of bullets.
The five Death Jesters organized a dense line of fire and immediately suppressed the Alphas' position. At the same time, other clowns also emerged from the corners again, trying to sneak attack these warriors from the side or the blind spot of fire. , their numbers barely changed after experiencing the firefight.
But there were several casualties on Alpha's side.
“The determination is not small, but it is not enough.”
Occam narrowed his eyes with a sneer, and then conveyed the order.
"Xiu, you are responsible for covering the left side. Loben, you lead people to cover the right side. Yuris, activate the bridge's defense system."
Under the operation of the dimensional blacksmith, the ship The dome and walls of the bridge suddenly made a clicking sound, and then a large number of automatic turrets and flamethrowers appeared.
The next moment, the entire battlefield turned into a hell of flames and metal weaving.
The clowns were caught off guard and were a little confused for a while. However, their cover-up method could not deceive the all-round firepower, so several people fell in succession.
At the same time, the former Emperor's Son swordsman Zago Ayala bent down, then rushed out of the bunker, then stepped on a scrapped Thinker Array, kicked out a graceful arc with his right foot, and directly kicked a Harlequin. fly.
Then he stretched out his blade and faced a death jester at great speed.
The Death Jester quickly backed away with a strange smile, the Screamer cannon in his hand still spitting deadly shells as he struggled to stand between his fallen brethren.
But the Emperor's Son swordsman was faster. His blade directly cut off the Eldar weapon, splitting the barrel in two and turning it into a pile of connected useless sparks.
Before Zago Ayala turned again and drove his blade to kiss the crumbling Eldar flesh, a surge of energy struck his side, throwing him up and slamming him against the wall superior.
The Emperor's Son screamed in frustration as he slid down the wall, blinking his gleaming eyes and glaring at the xenomorph that dared interrupt his murderous dance.
That is a film and television person, his face is hidden in a faceless mask, and the surface is sprayed with a layer of silver mirror paint. He holds the fog staff in one hand, and the fingers of the other hand flash with spiritual energy. And crackling, maintaining the rapid flow of spiritual energy, lifted himself slightly off the ground. The Shadowmen are powerful psykers in the Harlequin Troupe, known as "Isdans" in the Eldar language, who are particularly focused on their ability to spread fear and chaos on the battlefield and in their performances.
As the spiritual leaders of the clowns, filmmakers are a very mysterious group. Although they are not affiliated with the troupe itself, they will still participate in performances with other clowns and use their subtle psychic powers. Enhance performance.
“Alien bitch!”
Zago Ayala narrowed his eyes in hatred and climbed to his feet to regain his balance.
Then he was immediately pushed down again.
On the psychic curtain visible to the naked eye, peakless waves ripple on its surface.
But before the filmmaker could release new power, another burst of psychic energy suddenly hit the filmmaker's body, causing her head to fall back and her body to be tortured by pain and burning pain.
The gloomy eyes of Philo Rona under the shroud hood in the distance are now flashing with a dazzling psychic halo like a searchlight. As his right hand is slightly raised, the film and television The person was also lifted into the air.
His cloak billowed behind him to dramatic effect, the jagged twisting energy emanating from his fingers twisting even the air around him.
At this moment, a slender human figure suddenly emerged from the edge of everyone's sight and plunged into the battlefield at an extremely fast speed. Even the rapid-fire bombs like a storm could not catch up with it. pace.
In the smoke splashed by the fire net, the rapidly approaching alien turned into a blurry and dim color block, approaching Occam.
Seeing that the opponent was coming towards him, Occam quietly took out a power flail from his waist and activated the weapon.
With a shake of his arm, the power flail began to rotate above his head, and several long whips with blades twisted and collided with each other.
The next second, a dazzling electric light flashed, the flail was entangled with something, and then the power system above it instantly failed.
Occam took a closer look and found that the attacker was a clown wearing a silver horned mask, and what bound his weapon was the silver mesh emitted from the opponent's arm.
"One Horn."
Lord Alpha recognized the identity of the enemy and was thankful that he had used his weapon to strike the blow. The weapon in the One Horn's hand was called the Harlequin's Kiss. It is very vicious. The sharp tube can eject high-strength single-fiber metal wire. If it can penetrate into the flesh and blood, the metal wire will spread and whip inside, liquefy the bones and internal organs, and finally give the deceased a heroic death.
【Why are you standing in the way of destiny? 】
A cold voice sounded in Occam's head, and he responded contemptuously.
【Do you think cheap sideshows can stop the future trend? 】
【You shouldn't have brought the ancient enemy here】
【We don't need to explain to you what we do】
【Sorry】
Dujiao turned around, the flashing short blade spinning in his hand, and his figure moved in mid-air with sickly grace.
(End of this chapter)