Killing America Terror Starts at a Fatal Turn

Luke jumped off Halpier's back, allowing him to lead the crows to attack freely. He walked quickly to Joseph, covered Hervé on the wound, and took off the clothes that were soaked with blood. He had a headache. He looked at the huge wound on his chest.

At this time, Joseph was already out of air and out of air, and he was about to get cold. Luke quickly applied a [Quick Treatment] first to relieve pain, stop bleeding, and enhance vitality. Who knows who uses it.

After being treated, Joseph opened his eyes like a flashback, and saw Luke in front of him, coughing out a large mouthful of blood froth anxiously, and struggled to say: "Where's Jeanne?"

Luke sensed the "Spider Divinity", and Jeanne, the Apocalypse, was actually alive and well. Luke could vaguely sense her emotions, a little panicked, fearful, and a little worried. In addition, she seemed to be excited and stimulated. The feeling, I don’t know what I experienced there.

He organized his language, but this matter could not be explained clearly in a short while, so he could only make a long story short: "She is fine, she is in good condition now."

Joseph nodded with relief, feeling the rapid loss of life force in his body, and said with a wry smile: "I owe you a life, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay it back. Before I die, I want to shamelessly trouble you with one more thing."

He raised his hand with difficulty and pointed at Hervé, "I almost killed this child. I hope you can help me take care of him. I"

Before he finished speaking, Luke decisively refused: "I don't want to bring a drag bottle with me."

Joseph's eyes darkened, and Luke continued: "You should take care of it yourself."

After saying that, he said hello to Ojija, who was studying "Raleye" not far away, and motioned for him to come over.

Ojija's figure flashed and came to Luke's side.

Luke high-fived him and said, "Do me a favor, brother, do you know the location of St. Helen's Nursing Home?"

St. Helen's Sanatorium is where old Carl is resting.

Ojija nodded, "Of course, after I almost recovered from my injury, I still practiced there for a period of time."

Luke lifted Joseph up and handed it to Ojija, "Take him there and find an old man named Carl. Mention my name and ask him to help rescue him."

Ojija took Joseph, looked at the wounds on his body, understood that the situation was urgent, signed OK, and disappeared with Joseph in the next second.

Luke looked at Hervé. After all, they had just met yesterday. Luke immediately recognized him and Jeanne. Hervé also recognized this generous and kind-hearted 'uncle' and asked worriedly: "Uncle Joseph, is he going to be okay?"

"Don't worry, I found a very powerful doctor to help him, and he will definitely get better." After saying that, he waved, and a crow left the battlefield and landed on Hervé's shoulder. Stiff, not daring to turn around and look.

Luke touched his head and said, "This is my partner. He will protect you. Now, get out of here quickly. It's too dangerous."

Seeing that the rat people came out again, Luke had no time to hesitate anymore. He waved his hand and rushed towards the tunnel between the two realms. Hervé's whispered question echoed in the air: "Where did Jeanne go?"

Seeing that Luke had gone to fight, he stayed there for a while, looked at the place where Jeanne disappeared, and turned back reluctantly.

Luke ran faster and faster, and at the same time, a shadow that synchronized with him seemed to appear next to him. The two began to cast spells together, using their spiritual powers to guide extraordinary energy, directing them into the ground and transforming them into scorching magma.

A large amount of magma began to solidify and form. As they moved forward, they surged higher and higher until they formed a giant wave two to three meters high and more than ten meters wide.

The golden-red lava wave collided with the black-gray rat tide. Under the coercion of the clan rat war team led by the leader of the claws, the slave rats "heroically" performed their duties as cannon fodder and were instantly destroyed by the lava. The tide swallowed him up, and when the tide dissipated, only some hard skulls that were difficult to burn were left in place, and his empty eye sockets looked towards the direction of the abyss with burnt ashes.

Because there were too many enemies, the crows could no longer provide much help. Luke dispersed them and distributed them throughout the battlefield to jointly release a large area of ​​[Fear Fog] to demoralize the enemy. Occasionally, he saw one or two falling. Fine gold, I flew down and picked it up.

Under the influence of [Fear Fog], the wave of magma that Luke had just released frightened the rats, and a large amount of fear gathered in Luke's body. The fear he created with his own hands was of a much higher quality than the fear ordinary humans had towards monsters that he had absorbed before. The divinity of fear stretched comfortably under the ability tree and accelerated its growth.

Behind the large numbers of slave rats are legions of clan rats.

They basically all held spears or shields, and were equipped with many long-range weapons. As soon as they passed through the tunnel, they launched an attack with bows and arrows and crossbows.

The melee clan rats launched a charge under the urging of the leader of the claws. There were also some large rat trolls mixed in among them, and they rushed in quickly at the same time.

Luke had just launched a large-scale magma surge, and was temporarily in a state of spiritual emptiness. He had no time to launch another large-scale magma surge to stop the rats' attack. He could only cover himself with magma to resist the long-range and skewed arrows. , while constantly throwing magma balls and magma rain outwards, reducing the number of rats.

In the void beside him, Raleye's phantom appeared.

Albert has been fighting the cultist Lerol for a long time. The opponent's attack ability is extremely low, and even Albert's skin cannot be broken. He only has one tricky special ability, which is that he can turn himself into a A strange mollusk with incredible power-relieving skills.

Albert first tested with "normal punch" and "continuous normal punch", and found that the opponent was unmoved. Then he increased his strength and poured out "serious punch", but Lerol was like a sticky rubber. Like mud, he flows as he attacks, and his body can even extend dozens of meters to completely digest the power of Albert's punch.

Seeing this situation, Albert no longer wasted his efforts, and added a large amount of death wave power to the attack, using concussive ripples to deal with Lerol.

Sure enough, facing this formless shock wave, Lerol could no longer stand still and dodge like before, and began to twist his body into various shapes to dodge. But apart from his resistance to blows, he was not as good as Albert in other aspects. Therefore, even if he tried his best to avoid, he was hit one after another, and various organs and tissues in his body were seriously injured.

While dodging in vain, he used words to stimulate Albert.

"Did you originally think that the kid below could stop the warriors under the Horned Rat? Hahaha. It's a pity, he seems to only have the power of one blow, while the Horned Rat has endless warriors."

Albert also looked down anxiously. When Luke summoned a surge of magma to drown the rat-man vanguard, he felt much more stable. He had more time and confidence to try to find the weakness of the cultist on the other side step by step. But now the situation has become critical again.

He appeared behind the seriously injured Lerol at a ghostly speed, worried that he would have some weird means to survive, so he no longer held back his strength, put aside the worry that the death wave would consume too much, and concentrated a large amount of wave power on his right fist. A simple straight punch hit Lerol in the back of the heart.

A large amount of wave power was released instantly, directly covering Lerol's whole body. In a few milliseconds, his body directly shattered into fine powder that was invisible to the naked eye, and he completely lost all existence in this world.

Albert rushed towards the edge of Lalye at the moment Lerol died. He reached the edge of the city in a second or two, but he still couldn't get out.

At this moment, a strange fluctuation came from behind him. Albert looked back vigilantly, grabbed one of the incoming tentacles, and pulled it off directly.

The owner of the tentacle turned out to be Lerol who had just died.

A strange smile appeared on Lerol's face, and he said calmly: "Captain Albert, I reminded you that I will not die easily in R'lyeh. This city is just a dream of my lord. In the Lord's dream, my death is just a dream. Now, if you have any other means, you can try again."

Seeing this strange scene, Albert knew that he was unlikely to kill Lerol quickly.

With this clear understanding, he was no longer anxious and could only hand over his trust to Luke, the police and the incoming reinforcements below, and he began to seriously explore this magnificent and strange city, trying to find Lerol's break.

Fortunately, the police arrived in time, found favorable terrain, and successfully settled in.

The police who followed the cult members were first shocked by the rain of fire in the sky, and then frightened by the mirage. Before they could recover from the collapse of their world view, they discovered the passage in the void and the tunnels that emerged from the passage. An upright mouse that yells "yes yes".

After exploring, the few police officers at the front just wanted to throw their guns to the ground, say what the hell is going on in this world, "Mom, I want to go home," and then turn around and leave.

But they can't.

After all, you have come here, and it would be inappropriate to leave without taking two shots.

The only good news is that after the experience of the last abyss invasion, the police heard that this time they had to deal with a particularly difficult extraordinary enemy, and they invariably brought a lot of heavy firepower, including grenades, flamethrowers, rockets, light machine guns, basically All the weapons of mass destruction that could be imagined in the world were brought with them. Although they were not used in the pursuit of the cultists, they just came into play at this time.

A large number of rockets and grenades flew towards the rats as if they were free. The deafening sound and massive superimposed explosion damage seemed to be greater than Luke's magma surge for a while, although the coverage was not as good as the magma. It was strict, and occasionally some fish that slipped through the net came out of the explosion. They rushed forward with the spear in their hands and shouted "Human stuff! Die! Die", but they were quickly shot into pieces by rifle fire.

More than a hundred police officers actually suppressed countless, at least thousands of rats near the exit of the space tunnel.

However, the good times did not last long. Three huge rat trolls emerged from the dead clan rats. Withstanding the explosion damage of AT-4 and the bullet wave of light machine guns, they broke through the fire blockade and approached the police. position.

The Rat Troll is the most successful experiment of the Corrupt Clan. They sewn many beasts together and then forcibly glued them together with warpstone gel. His body is completely made of twisted and deformed muscles, skin, teeth and claws. It perfectly combines the speed and brutal nature of the Skaven with the strong muscles of the ogres, and even the greedy and hungry nature of these two races is also amplified - the rat giant The devil will always be hungry for new flesh and blood to fill his belly.

The eyes of the rat trolls shone when they looked at the fresh human flesh and blood in front of them, which looked much more delicious than the smelly slave rats. Stimulated by their appetite, their speed accelerated even further, and they were about to rush into the crowd to feast.

Luke directly [Transformed], swapped places with the crows near the police position, came to the front of the rat troll, half-crouched on the ground, slammed down with both palms, a large amount of spiritual energy was transformed by the god of fire, and passed The earth veins spread and extended, quickly reaching under the three rat trolls.

After a while.

Three giant red hands of lava will burst out of the ground like a volcano erupting, trapping the rat troll in their palms, and then squeeze it with five fingers.

Pfft.

The various stitched parts of the Rat Troll were invaded by the hot magma, the dimensional stone gel was destroyed, and the energy that bonded various parts of the body was dissipated. The body was directly broken into different corpses under the squeeze of the giant hand of lava, and then burned. Carbonized, dropped to the ground.

The Clan Rats, who were struggling under heavy police fire, saw the Rat Troll break out of the encirclement, and their morale was greatly boosted. Before they could be happy for a few seconds, they saw the powerful and invincible monster in the past. A Skaven Rat Troll was instantly killed.

Clanrats themselves are extremely undisciplined and undetermined. Unless driven by high pressure from a war team, they will only attack targets that are obviously weak or seriously injured. Even then, they prefer to attack targets from behind who cannot see them.

When there were tens of thousands of clan rats at the tunnel exit, the overwhelming number of clan rats made them full of confidence. Each clan rat would enhance each other's confidence and push their ferocity to new heights.

As we all know, the Skaven war sequence only consists of cannon fodder and cannon.

Since the tunnels between the two realms are relatively narrow, the first ones to pass through are the slave rats and clan rats who are cannon fodder, while the long-range troops Poison Wind Grenadier and Rattlin are waiting for the cannon fodder to advance forward and then move forward.

Unfortunately, due to waves of obstacles from Luke and the police, these cannon fodders have been unable to open up the situation. The mice's patience is not enough to allow them to give the cannon fodder more time and tolerance.

The Poison Wind Grenadier and Ratlin launched attacks across the passage regardless, but their limited attack range caused most of the attacks to fall on their own troops. In particular, the Grenadier's green bottles basically exploded among the clan rats.

As a result, the cannon fodder at the exit of the tunnel directly enjoyed the bombardment of police artillery fire and the attacks of teammates behind them.

Characteristics such as weakness, stupidity, fear of death, and neurosis rooted deep in their souls began to take effect. A large number of rats began to flee, and even the leader of the claws supervising the battle could not stop them.

In the abyss world, the Storm Rat who was responsible for coordinating this combat plan cursed loudly, ordered a few powerful special rats, and called directly to the technician next to him: "Turn on the Dimension Crusher, I want to step over it directly !”