Chapter 2722 Lando Gore
“But I can’t see anything special now. Do I need to take off these eyes?”
Speaking, Soshyan stretched out his hand, He removed the two red gems stuck in the eye sockets of the skull, only to find that there was nothing in the eye sockets.
"Huh?"
He turned his skull over and over for a long time, then looked at Amnak.
"What's going on? There's nothing."
Amnak came over, picked up the skull and looked at it for a while, then frowned.
"Indeed. It's nothing special. Is it only useful for the Necrontyr?"
When Amnak said this, Soshyan also felt that it made sense, so he took the Skinner's skull, and then his hands were covered in silver liquid metal energy.
Almost in an instant, at a moment when he didn't even intend to cast his gaze on the skull, he found himself in a dark palace, with an open door in front of him.
Soshyan walked all the way up the stairs, and before he entered it, he smelled a strong stench. The smell was stronger than the battlefield under the scorching sun.
As he approached, he soon heard some metallic screams.
At first, it was a distant and lonely shout, like a suffocating, semi-mechanical scream leaking from an old and disrepaired machine, and it continued intermittently. , and finally turned into a buzzing sound with no rhythm.
Then hundreds of piercing howls, desperate for hunting, resounded throughout the dark hall, as if the screams were made by the tomb itself in pain and extreme hunger.
Soshiyang was not afraid and walked straight into the door.
What comes into view is a corrupt temple full of rotten flesh and skin, as well as filthy bones. An extremely large number of skinners gather here, hunched over like carrion birds surrounding dying beasts. There were many wet pieces of meat and skin, some of which looked dried and rotten, and some of which were even quite fresh, and there were many kinds.
Only Soshiyan can identify green-skinned ones, Tau tribesmen, Ada people, and human beings, and some of the human remains are even familiar, such as wearing an Astra Militarum helmet. Half of the remains were carried behind the skinned person like a rag doll, and the loose skin with fragments of the state church robes remaining was draped on the metal like a sheet
Almost all the skinned people have a unique shape, the only similarity is Their huge claws shone coldly in the dim light.
Soshiyang originally thought they were performing some kind of ritual, but this scene was more like a carnival, as if they had just successfully completed some kind of great adventure.
And for some reason, after listening to it for a long time, Soshyan even felt that their crazy voices sounded like... singing.
What got their singing was a towering throne, composed of a large number of bones and minced meat, on which sat
Soshiyang narrowed his eyes.
It was a giant, wearing an evil armor that looked like white bones and scarlet muscles, holding a wine glass made of silver skulls, leaning lazily on the back of the throne that looked like a spine, and watching with a sneer. Looking at him.
And his face is exactly the same as Soshyan.
In other words, the person on the throne is him
"Rando Gore, put away this little trick, it won't save you."
The mocking words rolled off Soshyan's tongue. He ignored the cowering skinners around him and took a step towards the throne. As he walked, the power in his voice became stronger and stronger.
At this time, the man on the throne also said slowly:
"I am you, Soshyan. From the moment you master the Temple of the Skinner, I am you." Soshyan stepped on the sticky flesh and broken bones, stopped in front of the throne, and looked down at the opponent.
"I know, you are the slave. You ran out again, and you have swallowed up the fragments of Lando Gore."
"Hahaha——"
Throne He laughed loudly, causing the whole temple to rumble. The skinners fell to their knees one after another. At the same time, the temperature in the hall dropped sharply, like a cold wind suddenly rising on a cold night in the desert.
At the same time, the light went out without knowing when, and countless hissing sounds came from around Soshyan, like a nest of snakes squirming.
However, the more he listened, the clearer it became that it was not just noise, but whispers. There were many people talking, men, women, young, old, some with firm tones, others with trembling fear, and others. Some are angry and hating.
Soshiyang snorted and punched forward, but nothing hit. Instead, there were more subtle screams around him, including desperate howls, spitting curses, or sounds begging for release. , the dead man's words grew louder and louder, until he could distinguish the voices of everyone inside.
Everyone wants to be heard, shouting to break through the noise.
Many messages poured into Soshiyan's consciousness, and he finally realized the truth of the skinning curse - they were "living people" trapped in metal bodies, curse factors formed by tiny particles of the Star God Their mechanical circuits were activated, but the "living" consciousness could not be accommodated in the "dead" body, so they went crazy, hated, and even disguised themselves.
Although the hall was as cold as a deep pool at the moment, Soshiyang felt that his body had become as black as a fire.
Then there was a pressure in his chest - light at first, but as time went on, the pressure began to get bigger and more obvious, until he felt as if there were countless hands pulling. he.
The clearer their voices become, the stronger this invisible force becomes.
Suddenly, there was a painful cry - Soshyan thought the sound came from himself for a moment, but then realized that it was countless skinners.
Soshiyang clenched his fists and shouted angrily.
“Enough!”
The darkness gave way to bloody light in an instant, and those howls were also pulled away.
However, Soshiyang was surprised to find that he had been sitting on the throne made of bones and flesh at some point, just like himself just now, and he was holding a wine glass made of silver skulls in his hand, and the armor on his body It also turned into a form of clear-cut bones and scarlet muscles.
Those skinners were quietly prostrate on the ground, as if they were worshipers kneeling down to worship the gods.
Soshiyang closed his eyes and digested everything just now. Does the Xu Cong swallowing the fragments of Lando Gore mean that it is stronger and more uncontrollable? It has never been so direct in the past. Appear in front of yourself.
Or maybe this is also its strategy to make myself suspicious?
But putting these aside, Soshyan himself has also obtained the secrets and power of Lando Gore. Although it may only be a small part, it is a qualitative leap. Now it is difficult for him to say that he What level has it reached?
But it shouldn't be too difficult to beat up two demonic primarchs in the physical universe.