Chapter 1575 Not Afraid of the Demon of Siludo
“Why is this happening? It’s obviously not in subspace——”
And in Randall’s eyes, not only the walls and floors, but also the console The runes also began to tremble, sparks flew from all instruments, tentacles erupted from screens and operating systems, giant jaws sprouted from the deck and swallowed the mutineers alive, and stinging tentacles erupted from the walls and ceiling to drain their souls.
Then Randall heard the sound of bolter fire. The White Templar warriors who had recovered from the explosion were fighting back at the grotesque creations. The bolts ripped open the metal skin of the possessed console. And fired bullets at the imaging device that opened countless eyes.
Randall clenched the Snow Lotus Blade and endured the pain to summon the power of the gray marrow.
The icy cold wind swept around his body, and the mutations suddenly burned one after another.
But his gray marrow is far less powerful than Soshyan, and the scope of its influence is also very small.
"Come to me!"
But a heavy step interrupted Randall's voice, and a group of Chaos Space Marines wearing red armor walked into the door that was torn open by the demon. , this is also the situation Randall least wants to see.
Looking at the signs on those people, Randall spit out three words.
"Red Pirates——"
But what he didn't know was that this was actually a group of black legions disguised as red pirates, and the leader was Galmo Zejie!
Now, he is staring fiercely at the Snow Lotus Blade in Randall's hand. For this thing, he has been planning for several years before waiting for such an opportunity, an opportunity that is foolproof and will not alarm Suo Shiyang. !
Taking a deep breath and calming down a little, Garmozejie laughed hoarsely and said:
"Captain Randall, the great Huron asked me to pay tribute to him on his behalf. Say hello to you and your brother Soshyan.”
Randall didn't say anything, he just held the Snow Lotus Blade tightly with both hands and raised it slightly.
He was not surprised by Huron's revenge. The only thing that concerned him was that the other party chose him. Did the Black-Hearted King already know something?
No matter what, there is no second way now. If you want to survive, you can only defeat and destroy the enemy.
Fortunately, the other party does not seem to have many people, only about ten people.
“Ah————”
Suddenly, Randall heard a blood-curdling roar. He turned his head slightly and saw a warrior being grabbed by the appendages of some abominable creature emerging from the side of the ship.
The muscular tentacles crawled through the armor and limbs. The warrior licked his trembling fingers and sent wild plasma to the demon skin growing on the metal wall, but the demon's supernatural power pulled his arms away. It was twisted into several pieces, and the plasma gun immediately fell on the deck.
Then a heart-rending scream burst out of his lips and teeth, and the tentacles began to tear off his arms, legs and head.
The terrifying scream did not last long. After a while, the armored body of the White Templar veteran was torn into eight pieces, and each piece was dragged away and eaten.
A huge demon squeezed out of the wall. It looked like some kind of mutated ape, but it had six arms of different shapes and its body was covered with wriggling tentacles and horns.
Feeling the terrifying evil power from the other party, Randall squeezed out the cursed word through his teeth.
"Devil. Prince."
Gal Mozejie shouted loudly:
"Muka! Let the feast begin!"
Then, he led the team straight to Randall.
"Protect the Chapter Master!"
The veterans also quickly moved closer to Randall, but this process was not easy. They were blocked by the demon fangs and horns growing on the deck, and had to face a The terrible demon prince.
"I'll meet him!!" With a wolf howl, a half-armored, half-fur monster sprang out from the Red Pirates' team, and jumped more than ten meters high, waving a huge The bloody battle ax came straight to Randall's door.
咣——
With a loud noise, Randall blocked the whistling battle ax with the snow lotus blade. Then he turned around calmly and avoided the opponent's sharp claws. Then he suddenly raised his hand and slammed the hilt of the sword against the opponent's wolf-like claws. When the man staggered back, the snow lotus blade slashed down on the man's head.
But the guy was also incredibly nimble, and he ducked five meters away with a sideways movement.
"It's so cold, so cold, is this - you?"
The Chaos Space Marine then changed his posture, with one hand on the ground and the other holding the battle ax, like a beast He crawled on the ground and circled around Randall.
At that moment, Randall felt like he was being targeted by a hungry wolf.
Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, the thing disappeared, but Randall caught the strong subspace aura on it, retreated suddenly, and stabbed upward with the snow lotus blade.
The sharp blade sliced open the armor, bringing out a column of blood. The painful blood wolf roared and smashed the ax down desperately.
Randall swung his sword to the left, stabbing the blood wolf in the arm, forcing him to change the trajectory of the axe. Then he took a step back, and the moment the opponent landed, he kicked the blood wolf in the chest and kicked him more than ten meters away. .
However, the injuries on the blood wolf didn't seem to affect him at all. All the hair on his body was seen standing on end, like an enraged wolf, and then he pounced on him again, with an even more ferocious attack.
The two sides went back and forth, with several more knife marks on the blood wolf's body, and a deep crack on Randall's left shoulder armor.
At this time, a silent warrior from Garmo Zejie's team, holding a chain sword in both hands, came out and launched a silent charge.
Among the warriors of Khorne, this is very rare.
He has no slogans or roars, but he can make people feel the anger burning in his armor.
Sensing something approaching, Randall drove back the blood wolf with one sword, then turned around to meet the two roaring chain swords with the snow lotus blade.
Seeing Randall still not losing in one against two, Galmo Zejie nodded slightly.
"The trump card of the Eleventh Legion is indeed something to restrain psychic energy."
At this time, he saw a veteran of the White Templar breaking through the demon's obstruction and approaching Randall, so he raised his chin .
The Prince of Thorns sprang out like a shadow, and then struck the veteran's helmet with his sharp sword.
Although the veteran dodged the blow at the last moment, his steps stopped there.
“Uh-huh——”
Randall, who was fighting a fierce battle with a powerful enemy, suddenly heard a familiar cry. While fighting, he was distracted and looked aside. In the blood mist, he saw the Demon Prince turning its huge body and waving a long sword. A flail with black spikes and sharp barbs.
When the flail swept, it cut one veteran in half with armor and flesh, and then cut another with a spinning slam.
Not wanting to continue sacrificing his comrades, Randall shouted:
“Come out with me!”
After saying that, Randall glanced at his chest. The chain sword in front of him, the snow lotus blade slashed directly through it, forcing the blood wolf and the Khorne warrior back.
When the blood dyed his armor red, he had already gone straight to Garmo Zejie - he did not want to behead him, just to open a way to escape.
(End of this chapter)