Chapter 1800 Saving the Salamander (Part 2)
In the dull sound of footsteps, the giant in green armor ran wildly along the rotten and damp street. Tu'shan walked in front, and the fire dragons tried hard to keep up behind him. Chapter leader, but they are not going anywhere, but are covering, providing the final cover for the retreating refugees.
This is the only safe refuge, and the entire nest is almost covered by the diffuse green mist.
This is not the first time that Tu'shan has fought against the followers of the God of Corruption, but every time he has witnessed the most crazy and corrupt side of the galaxy. When the virus bomb falls, 90% of the people are killed immediately Dead.
But then, the dead came back to life.
The waste disposal chute was the first to fall, and the dumped corpses clogged the system with their inexplicable vitality. The corpses crawled out of the corpse pit, swaying and twitching, overwhelming the isolated guard outpost, taking those they caught. of unfortunate souls joining their twitching, swaying procession.
When he personally ordered the fire, he saw a sea of garbage and twitching corpses. The living dead who were not burned staggered directly out of the flames, and were surprised by the flames and flames spreading around them. Corruption doesn't care.
Then there is the fog, and the things in the fog.
Seeing the panicked crowd passing by, Tushan slowed down and reached out to an old lady. The old woman looked at the towering warrior and murmured a prayer to the emperor.
"Sir, I can do it myself, there is no need to waste your energy."
Tu'shan nodded and moved his hand away, and the old man leaned his whole body weight on his crutch.
"The Emperor will protect us."
"Yes, he will, and so will we."
When he said this, Tu'shan felt in his heart But he was filled with a sense of powerlessness. So many people died, but he could do nothing.
Some people once advised him to leave the hive before the poison gas spread and go to a farther but safer underground military bunker, but Tu'shan refused. He had an obligation to protect the people of this hive. , even if they only have a few tens of thousands of people left.
The Salamanders continued to move forward and soon passed through the huge blasted gate. Green mist could begin to fill the air. Everything was rotting under its cover, and even maggots were crawling in the buildings.
Weird bells ring from time to time, spreading the discord of despair, coughs and groans, the wails of madmen and the whimpers of decayed things are intertwined and mixed together, forming a betrayal and mockery of mortal life.
"Salamander's Tu'shan——"
A heavily armored boot crunched into the steaming filth, a group of people wearing filthy green armor The warrior slowly walked out of the mist.
"You are finally willing to show up. It is ridiculous to die for those mortals, but all living things in the world deserve to die. Only in this way can the galaxy be reborn."
"Then why don't you destroy yourselves first? Cowards!"
Tu'shan charged at these Nurgle followers with a furious roar, shattering the layers of flesh and mildew-covered armor with his war hammer , the twisted soul of the tall enemy flexed and swayed under the attack, and then Tu'shan raised his knees and slammed into the opponent's chest. The force of this blow knocked the Chaos Space Marine onto his back and fell to the ground.
At this time, words are redundant. The Salamanders and the Plague Marines engaged in the most intense and cruel close combat in the collision of flames and thick slurry.
Mosaviolscavilla, who had suffered a big loss, finally got up under the cover of his men. When he used the magic blade to parry Tu'shan's attack, yellow liquid surged out of his body. , the armor creaked, and the loose flesh undulated like liquid.
He realized that he had underestimated the strength of the leader of the Salamander Chapter. The opponent's strange strength once made him think that he was fighting a knight mecha.
Suddenly, when he tried to slash the side of Salamander's body with his knife, Tu'shan came up with a headbutt and almost broke his helmet. Then the warhammer split his shoulder armor and knocked away his weapon. , his whole body was thrown away and fell onto the dirt-covered ground.
Mosaviol Kavila let out a humiliating roar, and thick black liquid rolled out from the crack in his chest, twitching on the ground like maggots. Squirming accurately in the direction of Tu'shan.
Tu'shan planned to go up and kill the miserable traitor. When he raised his foot, a curled residue stuck to the bottom of his boot, and his face twitched. distortion.
Fooled!
The alert Tu'shan began to retreat, but some kind of connective tissue wriggled around his wrist, dragging him back towards the enemy. The metal on the armor was also corroded and turned black.
“Hoo—ho, ridiculous, ridiculous.”
Mosaviols Kavila laughed heavily, he stood up, and the black energy of witchcraft covered the About him - this is a secret that very few people know, he is actually a wizard lord.
"Suffer death."
Tu'shan swept over the string of cartilage, and another string of cartilage wrapped around his thigh, and another string wrapped around his waist, and then His other wrist.
He grunted, realizing he was stuck.
“I envy you.”
Mosaviol Cavila came over holding a knife.
"Really, you will soon understand the great truth about acceptance and tolerance, the truth that I understood a hundred years ago."
As the other party approached, Tu' Shanshuang His arm suddenly jerked.
"Vulcan lives forever!"
Muddy plasma and black pus splashed everywhere, Mosaviolscavilla swung his knife forward, but missed with one blow.
This was also a trap set by Tu'shan. Heavy fists roared from the side, directly hitting the plague lord's armor to burst.
It shook for a while, but still stood upright stubbornly. Tu'shan raised his hammer and went straight to the opponent's head. Several traitors had already rushed up and fired at Tu'shan, forcing him to turn sideways to block the bomb. .
At this time, several Fire Dragon Terminators came over and used the hot melt in their hands to shoot at the sneak attack Plague Soldiers, killing several people instantly, and then the two sides entered into a fierce exchange of fire.
"The Salamander will not end like this."
Although Mosaviolscavilla is not as strong as Tu'shan, his vitality is indeed tenacious enough and he stood up again.
But Tu'shan's attention was no longer on him at this time. With the tremor of the ground, he looked beyond the Plague Lord and looked at something behind him.
It was a demonic engine called the Soul Grinder, with a Nurgle demon bound within it.
Its lower body is a rusty spider-like multi-jointed metal body, the skin color of the upper body is the thick black of rotten flesh, and the abdomen is a bloated mountain of flesh, with liquefied fat dripping from the top of the mountain, and evil piercings hanging from the skin. The blasphemous symbol of a nurturing fungus and virus, a tattoo of disease coiled around his massive arm, one of its bloated arms fused with an unknown weapon that shoots a glob of disease-causing ichor It is composed of dirty cannonballs, and its body is extremely huge - most soldiers can reach the height of their legs in front of it.
The entire demonic engine is completely made of rotten flesh and metal, and several of its thighs are even nailed to still living humans. When the soul grinder keeps stepping towards the salamander, making footsteps that sound like bells, this tortured " "Pendant" will twist and make a sound, and the screams will continue.
(End of this chapter)