Marvel Book of Magical Events

Anyone who witnessed the Praetorian Guards in action could not deny their heroic appearance.

Gronov Rutov's team of genetically modified warriors displayed cold, silent, and professional killing. The genetically modified warriors mercilessly ran over the crowded crowd of mutants, like an unshakable and unstoppable dark iceberg. Crush steel and rocks, and use explosive bombs, chain saw weapons, and force field weapons to kill all the mutants in front of you that have deformed limbs and are mixed with alien genes.

Although the Praetorian Guards are superior in terms of professionalism and indifference, and the powerful power of genetic alchemy also gives Derrick Xian more superhuman strength, his combat style is completely different from that of genetically modified warriors. The newly promoted Praetorian Guard received a more diverse education in combat skills, and the abilities he could exert far exceeded those of other genetically modified warriors.

It was the pure violence that speed, power and technology could unleash. It was an elegant example of the combination of physical violence, cold weapon violence and hot weapon violence. It was as if the golden-armored demigod coming out of mythology was exerting its utmost The aesthetics of violence. Derrick used the blade of the garrison spear to penetrate the thin bodies of several mutants. Instead of turning on the power to disintegrate the fragile bones of these mutants, he picked them up, and then pulled the trigger on the spear handle, firing a large-caliber explosion. The bullet instantly penetrated the flesh and blood and detonated, raining blood and bones exploding in all directions.

The airflow from the explosive charge blew away Sir Derrick's blood-red cloak.

He immediately jumped forward, and the blood-red shirt soaked with blood surged in the air, making a "pop" sound. He did not hesitate to step on the bodies slaughtered by the genetically modified warriors, use his combat boots to crush the bones that had not been destroyed by Gronov Rutov, and jumped over several corridors supported by rocks all the way up. The observation window above the head of the Gene Warrior's path crashed into it. At this moment, Gronov Rutov and his team had activated their jetpacks, and the five genetically modified warriors were like meteors smashing towards the door where the Kimilian clan mutants entered in the center of the minaret hall.

This team passed through (to be precise, ran over) the crowded crowd of Kimilian Clan mutants in ten seconds, charging forward for a distance of more than 500 meters, leaving behind many seriously injured and barely surviving mutants along the way. Human beings, Derrick even saw a mutant being cut in half for a few seconds before dragging the alien internal organs that he had never seen before, and he breathed his last breath in vain.

Even the genetically modified warriors who had undergone a lot of training and psychological indoctrination were shocked by the sight before them. There was a rough pit in the center of the huge hall behind the gate, and a road paved with stone bricks led directly to the pit. The Kimilian clan mutant walking in the front fell down without hesitation. Some mutants - the mechanism of which Gronov Lutov did not understand - bypassed the huge pit and walked up the arc-shaped steps on both sides, entering even the power armor detection system could not see In the clear darkness. Weird, writhing smoke erupted from the deep pit where the mutants fell, a strange light emanated from the bottom of the pit, some kind of inhuman laughter shook the air, and the strangely colored fire pots surrounding the huge pit In the flames, vague illusions of bone plates, claws and fangs flashed continuously, and even the round eyes of the statue of the Kimilian clan mutant that originally supported the hall shed tears of blood.

A wizard with a deep purple glow around his body stood on a high platform above the pit, shouting loudly in a rhythmic language that the genetically modified warriors could not understand. His style seemed to be paying homage to a superstitious legend. The gods prayed. The wizard wore a dark cloak and a hood, but the genetically modified warriors could still see through the disgusting, eyes-painful and dirty light behind it, and saw the unique features of the Kimillian clan mutants under the hood. Narrow and long snout. Gronov Rutov raised his hand and fired without hesitation, followed by other genetically modified warriors who also fired. However, the mutant wizard just waved his hand nonchalantly. It was made of bones and steel and inlaid on the top. With the mutant skull decorated with rubies for eyes, the rapidly flying bombs were intercepted in the air.

The genetically modified warriors immediately dispersed, and Mr. Derrick once again hid in the darkness.

Immediately, the invisible force in the air rolled over like a wheel, carving a path of flesh and blood among the mutants of the Kimilian clan who had originally blocked the genetically modified warriors. Then the air became quiet, and apart from the footsteps of the mutants, there was no sound in the dark corners of the hall that were not illuminated by the supernatural flames. The atmosphere was as tense as a firing pin ready to go. The mutant wizard was shrouded in a hood with luminous eyes scattered on both sides of his face, searching for traces of intruders in the supernatural firelight, and then a bomb fired silently into the wizard's head from the corner of the hall.

The bomb stopped in front of the wizard. The mutant wizard calmly stretched out a slender finger with four joints and gently touched the warhead that was still advancing under the influence of propellant. Under the influence of psychic energy, it peels away the metal wrapped around the bullet tip layer by layer, takes out the burning propellant and separates the mass reaction fuse, and finally pinches the miniature inert fusion core waiting to be ignited. It seemed that this satisfied the wizard's curiosity. After doing all this, it waved and threw the completely extinguished bomb warheads aside, and continued to search for traces of the genetically modified warriors. A few seconds later, another bomb shot straight at its head, and then another. The fourth bomb was accurately fired at the mutant wizard again. The mutant wizard, who gradually became impatient, pinched the hot warhead and let out a harsh hiss. He pointed his long staff in the direction of the trajectory of the bomb, and then violently The explosion flames exploded in that corner.

A ball of bright white light as hot as a star attacked the mutant wizard. It had no time to dodge and could only raise its long staff in a hurry. It seems that the symbols engraved on the long staff played a role, or it may be that the bloody brand on the slender arm exerted some kind of supernatural power. When the plasma ball exploded in front of the mutant wizard, only the man wearing a strange The cloak made of cloth was scorched, and hot steam rose from the mutant wizard's body. The mutant wizard was enraged, and it quickly recited a spell, but a bolt warhead with a golden sky eagle hit it just right. Breaking it, the long staff was shattered into pieces, and the bone spurs spattered by the explosion pierced its palm. It didn't even have time to cry out in pain, before its giant claws flashing with electric light followed two pillars of fire spurting out Mach rings and pounced on it. Gronov Lutov cleanly penetrated the narrow skull on the back of the mutant wizard's head, and four sharp claws pierced out from the face. He raised his arm high and used the sharp claws on his other hand to pierce the mutant. The wizard's chest was then torn open to the left and right.

The wizard's remains and staff fell toward the pit.

Without any nonsense, he threw an anti-armor high-yield melta bomb into the pit, then activated his jetpack again and jumped off the high platform. The explosion at the bottom of the pit was very vague, as if coming from a distant place. This is quite counter-intuitive, because the depth of this pit exceeds the deck thickness of the Kimilian clan settlement, and can only lead to the industrial area of ​​​​lower Attilan. But no one has time to think about this kind of thing now. When Gronov Rutov attacked the mutant wizard, the other four genetically modified warriors had already begun to clear the passages on both sides of the pit.

The former nodded to the shadow in the distance. Derrick stepped out of the shadow and nodded in return, then stepped on the wide rock crack in the hall and disappeared. Gronov Lutov saw the effect of the explosive bomb. Except for Mr. Derrick, no one could fire such a precise and precise shot. Although he did not know what special mission the Guards had to perform, Ge Ronov Rutov can be sure that the Praetorian Guards will definitely provide appropriate help.

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