I cultivate mushrooms in warhammer

Tarento sacrificed himself.

Li Nuo knew that the damned world of Warhammer was full of death, and he had been mentally prepared for it, but the death of a comrade still made him lose his mind.

Tarento was a bit mischievous, and sometimes his words were boundless, but he was very reliable in his work.

In general, Li Nuo had a good impression of him.

But he had become a cold and stiff corpse, and the jokes he had made had become echoes of the past.

Would I be like this in the future?

Dying in a sudden attack, surrounded by friends who were close to me on weekdays.

They were helpless with the injury.

I couldn't save myself, and could only face death in fear.

At this moment, Li Nuo seemed to understand why the people of 40k generally believed in the God-Emperor.

When death comes knocking, people always have to shout something to embolden themselves, and "God-Emperor Protects" has undoubtedly become the most suitable slogan.

"Hiss, hoo——"

Li Nuo exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and was not overwhelmed by the death of his companion.

"God-Emperor Protects" or something, forget it.

The golden big guy is already working hard enough to sell hooks.

The three of them put Tarento's body into a body bag, found a hidden place to hide it, and prepared to take it out when they returned.

Weike and Mona wanted to comfort Li Nuo, but found that the other party had already adjusted and did not show loss or fear.

If emotions become an obstacle to action, I will decisively abandon them. This is Li Nuo's habit, and he has always done so.

Li Nuo quickly checked the equipment on his body and said calmly:

"My sensors, communicators, psychic sniffers, camera modules, sound pickup modules, and holographic modules are all scrapped, and the mirror shield is not responding. The laser rifle's focuser is normal, and the optical sight is also fine. How about you?"

Mona no longer bled from her mouth, and her expression was slightly languid:

"My situation is similar to yours. All the equipment for collecting environmental data is damaged, and the mirror shield is out of order. There is some internal bleeding in my head, but fortunately it's not a big problem. I can hold on."

Li Nuo cast a healing spell on Mona, "How is it? Is it effective?"

"It works. Thank you." Mona pursed her lips tightly, clenched her hands, and her body trembled.

Weike had not installed implants and was not injured like Li Nuo.

He held the laser rifle and scanned left and right, and a sigh came from under the helmet:

"Look at those armed retainers, their necks are smoking. That's where the locator is implanted. The locator also has sensing elements, and the heavy metal elements produced by its melting will enter the retainer's blood vessels and kill them in the next few months."

Li Nuo frowned slightly, his eyes falling on the retainers not far away.

The man took off his helmet and neck guard, and scratched the wound on the back of his neck with a stained glove.

The more he scratched, the more itchy it became, and the more itchy it became, the more he scratched.

Gradually, the blood flowing from the wound became more yellowish-green.

Li Nuo's heart trembled, and he lowered his voice:

"There are pathogenic strains in the air. We can't stay here. We have to get out quickly, otherwise we may all be trapped here."

Weike shook his head:

"I'm afraid those young nobles won't give up so easily. Especially Weisberg. This guy has never lost a battle, how can he swallow this breath."

Weike's speculation was confirmed.

After the male hunter regained his ability to move, he yelled and urged the armed retainers to fight the cultists below.

Fragmentation grenades, concussion grenades, thermobaric grenades, and cluster bombs took turns.

The explosives passed through the huge holes in the floor and fell towards the cultists a dozen meters below, blowing the enemy over and dismembering them.

Weisberg carried a rocket launcher with the Planetary Defense Force logo, aimed at the sculpture with a mechanical sight, and pulled the trigger.

The rocket dragged its tail flame straight over, but was blocked by the psychic shield jointly arranged by the cultists, and exploded into bright sparks in mid-air.

Weisberg did not give up, threw away the rocket launcher, drew out the two chainswords on his legs, jumped down, and rushed into the enemy pile to kill frantically.

The mirror shield device on his body is genuine and has not been scrapped like the agent's counterfeit mirror shield.

The foam-like mirror barrier helped him block all energy rays, and the solid warheads did not even leave any bullet marks on the adamantite armor.

For a time, Weisberg was like a god of war.

He charged straight into the enemy pile without being harmed, but the surrounding enemies were cut to pieces by his whirlwind-like swords.

After his armed retainers set up the zipline, they followed their master into the Mihe Church headquarters.

The retainers engaged in close combat with the enemy, completely forgetting the guns in their hands.

The other hunters were unwilling to be outdone, and all led their retainers into the battle in their own way.

Osgs was the last of the nine hunters to go to the battlefield.

Before leaving, he gave the agents an order:

"The four agents who scouted the way for me earlier, you continue to be responsible for scouting the way, and enter the treasure house as soon as possible to find out the situation inside. The rest of you follow me down to clean up the cultists! Hurry up! Take action!"

Li Nuo and the other two looked at each other.

The agents who scouted the way for Osgs earlier were themselves.

Tarento had already sacrificed himself, but Osgs didn't care and still thought that there were four people on his side.

The consequences of desertion are as miserable as those of traitors. Even with Tarento's reminder before his death, the three of them could only bite the bullet and follow.

The 13 agents on the scene lined up to slide down, with Li Nuo, Weike, and Mona at the end.

The three discussed it, and Weike took the lead and led the way in front.

After treatment, Mona's condition obviously improved. She was no longer listless and grabbed the hook and slid down nimbly.

Li Nuo was the last one.

While sliding down, whistling bullets and dazzling red lasers brushed past him, and there were tragic scenes of fighting everywhere.

The eight hunters were invincible, and killed endlessly under the double offensive of cold weapons and hot weapons.

Especially the Voges family members wearing the "Patriarch" type hunter armor, all four of their mechanical arms were equipped with automatic weapons, and the mechanical backpack on their back could even extend small mechanical arms to help the weapons reload.

The four Voges family hunters stood in the center of the field, back to back, pouring down a storm of fire. With just a few seconds of salvo, they killed swathes of enemies like cutting wheat.

Li Nuo even suspected that without the assistance of armed retainers, the eight hunters could wipe out the enemies on the scene with their combined efforts.

Wait!

Eight hunters?

Shouldn't there be nine people?

Li Nuo was stunned for a moment, confirming that Tido was not on the scene.

This female hunter's equipment has almost perfect invisibility.

She probably doesn't like fighting and killing, so she has delegated the task of obtaining points to her retainers, while she finds a place to hide.

Li Nuo muttered to himself, when suddenly his body shook and he was hit by stray bullets and lasers.

Before he could land, there were more than a dozen scratches and scorch marks on his armor, which showed how fierce the firefight on the scene was.

Weike rolled and shot, solving the several cultists around the landing point, turned his head and shouted, and ran towards the wall:

"Follow me! I saw the fewest enemies over there in the air!"

Mona clenched her laser rifle and ran wildly.

Li Nuo didn't dare to slack off, waving his hands left and right in front of him, casting brain stiffness to immobilize the enemies along the way, and Mona took the opportunity to shoot accurately.

Li Nuo and Mona's cooperation made the path clear, and the group weaved horizontally through the chaotic battlefield, soon reaching the corner of the Mending Church's headquarters.

Here, there was a drainage ditch about 1.5 meters deep, which could serve as a temporary shelter.

The three jumped into the sewage and waded forward, crouching low.

Occasionally, scattered cultists noticed the situation in the ditch, but they were quickly and accurately shot down by the experienced Wick.

A grenade, from who knows where, was about to land on the agent's head.

With quick eyes and hands, Mona raised her right hand, made a fist, and flung it to the side.

Under her control, the grenade landed in the crowd and exploded with a bang.

At this time, they couldn't care less about friendly fire; the dead wouldn't care who blew them up.

"We're here, follow me in!" Wick dragged the water droplets and climbed out of the ditch, heading straight for the half-open stone door.

Seeing Wick about to step through the two-meter-wide doorway, Mona shouted anxiously:

"Watch your step! There's a tripwire!"

"Damn it!" Wick looked down at the ground, cursing.

Three hair-thin tripwires were stretched across the doorway.

It was too late to brake; Wick could only watch as his foot stepped on the tripwire.

At this critical moment, the air around Wick compressed and expanded like a spring, pushing him sideways with a bang.

This was Li Nuo's Vibration Art!

Thankfully, he reacted in time and used Vibration Art to drive the air and push Wick away, otherwise, a tragedy would have occurred.

Wick crashed into the door panel, panting heavily with lingering fear. Before he could speak, a series of bullets swept out from inside the door.

There were cultists in the stone hall!

Wick and Li Nuo pressed close to the door panel and counterattacked, taking down the enemies who poked their heads out from the doorway with a volley of fire.

More enemies hid behind the door, cursing and yelling, trying to lure the agents outside to step into their trap.

Mona drew her short dagger and threw it into the stone hall, remotely controlling the dagger to slit the throats of the enemies behind the door.

After a brief but intense battle, twenty or thirty warm corpses lay near the stone door, and crimson blood stained the nearby floor tiles red.

Only then did Wick breathe a long sigh of relief:

"Damn, I almost stepped on the trap just now. Mona, your psionic powers are getting more and more skilled. It's a good thing you acted in time."

Mona crouched down to disarm the trap, "It wasn't me who saved you. You're too heavy; I can't control you. It was Kang Wen who helped you."

Li Nuo complained, "That was my psionic power just now, Wick. You're too careless."

Wick chuckled awkwardly, "Sorry, I didn't expect the cultists to be so insidious."

Mona disarmed the trap and glanced inside the door, "Let's go in and close the door first."

The three stepped into the stone door, and Mona pulled the mechanical lever on the door frame.

The hydraulic transmission device installed on the door by the cultists began to operate, and the stone door closed heavily and slowly.

The cultists outside the door noticed the movement in the direction of the stone door and rushed over, yelling obscenities.

Li Nuo threw a grenade in a low arc.

The grenade rolled along the ground, sneaking under the feet of the cultists.

The blast and explosive shock stopped the cultists.

Accompanied by the clang of the stone door closing, the surroundings became much quieter.

Mona cut off the circuit of the hydraulic transmission device, ensuring that the stone door could not be opened by the lever outside.

In this way, the huge stone hall became the territory of the three, and the cultists and nobles outside could not enter this place in a short time.

"I'll take the lead this time; you two follow."

Mona raised her weapon and walked in front, vigilantly looking around.

Her control over metal objects also included the ability to sense metal, making it easier to detect metal traps.

The floor of the stone hall was made of square stone bricks, which looked ordinary, but in fact, only a few bricks were safe.

Most of the bricks had pressure plates and explosives placed underneath by the cultists; stepping on them rashly would only lead to death.

Mona led the team forward in a zigzag pattern, and Wick sprayed fluorescent markers to paint the bricks they passed, marking the safe route.

The three avoided the minefield behind the door without any danger and successfully reached the giant storage rack closest to the stone door.

The rack was carved from a whole piece of rock, more than twenty meters high, like a towering giant.

From top to bottom, there were five layers of shelves, each filled with glass jars of different sizes.

There were two types of labels on the jars.

The first type of label was made of metal sheets by the cultists, with the contents of the jar written in Low Gothic.

The other type of label was bone fragments embedded in the glass jar, with bizarre cuneiform writing covering the surface, each stroke as sharp as a bone spur.

"Do you recognize this language?" Wick turned on his flashlight and projected a beam of light onto the bone fragments.

Mona and Li Nuo shook their heads in unison.

Mona really didn't know.

Li Nuo knew but couldn't say.

He recognized the origin of this script at a glance; it was the language used by the Fungoid Aberrant civilization, the Bone Drinkers.

But that was all.

He only knew the origin of the script but couldn't understand its meaning.

Based on the current clues, Li Nuo was 90% sure that this treasury was built by the Bone Drinkers, and the various items inside were also placed here by the Bone Drinkers.

This kind of collector-like behavior was related to the Bone Drinkers' civilization flaws.

Due to overdevelopment in both predation and parasitism, the Bone Drinkers had almost no ability to independently research and develop.

They could only indirectly invent and create by parasitizing scientific researchers.

But such people generally paid great attention to self-protection, and rarely risked being infected by fungi.

Faced with this situation, the Bone Drinkers developed a habit of hoarding large amounts of supplies for future needs.

For extremely important supplies, they chose to build treasure vaults in secret places to store them for a long time.

As far as Li Nuo knew, the warehouses used by the Bone Drinkers to hoard ordinary supplies were usually cargo ships that had lost power or abandoned space stations.

The stone hall buried deep underground in front of him was obviously a treasure vault for storing important supplies.

This perfectly explained why there were so many antiques here.

As soon as he thought that this place used to be the territory of the Bone Drinkers, Li Nuo immediately cast a series of Identification spells.

Thankfully, thankfully.

There were no Bone Drinker spores around.

This treasure vault was too old; the spores floating in the air could not have survived.

But if there was an ecosphere protecting the spores here, then things would be different.

The Bone Drinker spores in the ecosphere could still survive for hundreds or thousands of years, provided that the ecosphere was not destroyed.

Thinking this way, Li Nuo looked into the depths of the treasure vault.

After the helmet's night vision module failed, the lighting depended on the searchlights set up by the cultists.

The deepest part of the treasure vault was pitch black; the cultists had not yet explored there.

As Li Nuo stared into the darkness, the system marked a virtual green dot in his vision.

Two lines of system text refreshed simultaneously.

[Important item available for the Fungus Simulation function discovered!]

[Please acquire it as soon as possible!]