Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

Chapter 122 111. Why did you run away?

The full scythe flashed with cold light and headed straight for the Rotten One's head!

The Corrupter's eyes tightened, and he realized that something was wrong. He had no time to use his psychic protection, and he immediately raised his whip and cut off his own head!

The head with huge fly eyes whirled——

Countless densely packed compound eyes stared at the figure of the deceased unwillingly, as if telling the reality that it would eventually fail.

Hades, who did not expect the Rot's self-determination, missed it, but he immediately adjusted his scythe, closed the black field, and hooked the connection between the Rot's half-human body and the fly's body.

At this height, if there is no buffer, Hades will most likely not be able to land smoothly.

The huge corpse without its head began to fall from the sky like a slow motion.

The swarms of flies that had lost the rotten ones instantly dispersed, flying around like headless flies, and were shot down one by one by the skitarii who concentrated their fire.

Hades half-crouched on the back of the rotten corpse, falling rapidly——

"boom!"

"Paji!"

The huge corpse and Hades fell into the knee-deep meat, causing a downpour of thick waves. Fat white and yellow maggots mixed with vomit and rotting flesh drew graceful arcs in the air.

All the flies in the sky were cleared away, and the survivors stared blankly at the center of the waves, their muzzles unconsciously lowered.

But the thick waves obscured the view.

When the waves finally dissipated, the black, flattened corpse of a giant fly lay quietly on the ground, with translucent green mucus slowly flowing out.

The figure stood there, the enemy's corpse liquid flowing along the curve of the armor, and the gun behind him emitted light smoke.

He held the sickle like a god of death.

Behind the two, countless fly corpses fell to the ground, causing ripples.

"Praise be to Om Messiah."

Jin looked at Hades tremblingly, looking at the drawing of purgatory in disbelief.

He felt that his logic engine had stopped calculating. What had they just experienced?

This is hell!

When twisted flesh and blood gushes out from the ground crazily, and when the flies charge towards them, Jin feels like he is already dead. Only relying on instinct and the forced calculation of the engine, he can barely hold himself up and shoot.

But now. He is still alive

Praise Om Messiah O He is alive!

It's all because of that person. Is that really Hades? The technical sergeant he had been assisting?

He is simply the god of death who returned from purgatory.

The last drop of flesh and blood fell into the mud, and the figure that had been silent moved.

"vomit--"

This was the first sound Hades made, retching.

Rather than Jin's sanity, the first thing to come back to work was the memory of Hades' behavior.

Ah, it's him.

Jin thought dryly.

At this moment, Hades was desperately directing the Skitarii to deploy obstacles, clear some of the obstacles that obstructed the view, create open space, and plant mines.

What is certain is that there is a large army outside the forest, and it is marching towards here.

The city wall has long been corroded by weathering, and the man-made destruction of the city wall has no defensive effect at all, not to mention that their military strength is not enough to support such a long front.

The army will definitely enter the city.

Then use the city's terrain to separate them and then annihilate them one by one.

Compared with defense, flexible guerrilla is the first choice at this moment.

But guerrilla also means that an individual can easily get into trouble, and the target is obviously him.

Hades once again felt hopeless.

Where is the rescue team? ! Help!

He just hoped that the rescue team would arrive before they almost sent it off.

But there is a high probability, Hades thought silently, that the distress message was intercepted.

Haha, Hades smiled bitterly. He found that he had also begun to pray, praying that the Forge World fleet that was supposed to pick him up would find something was wrong, praying that the Death Guard could find a technical sergeant who suddenly lost contact.

But Hades calculated the time. If he really waited until the Death Guard realized something was wrong and rushed over, they would most likely be able to catch him and collect his body.

The sudden arrival of the Rotten just now, the unusual weather, and the troops lurking in the forest to cut off support all proved that the other party was well prepared.

It was obvious, based on previous encounters with the Rot, that this was a trap set by Nurgle against Hades.

Use a broken black stone obelisk to lure him out of the empire's reach, surrounded by only an army of mechanical mages.

In this way, he can be wiped out with minimal land consumption and minimal impact.

Hades blinked and took a deep breath.

Then let’s see which one is your layout, or my sickle is faster.

Seeing Hades deploying defenses in an orderly manner, Sage Kirkland, who had been in a daze just now, came over.

Oh, he was not in a daze. Sage Kirkland still went to look at the corpse of the rotten one, and then he completely froze there.

Hades touched the sage and said, well, his soul is pure, and ignored him.

After all, setting up defenses and observing the situation is the most important thing now.

Hades also continued to use the management code to take over the Skitarii. Although this was not a very humane approach, another battle was coming and he had no time to comfort their frightened minds.

But what Hades didn't know was that although the scene just now shocked most of the Skitarii, seeing Hades' beheading and how quickly he took the place of Kirkland Sage to give orders on the situation , the tough behavior of carrying out the layout made the unstable mood of the Skitarii begin to stabilize.

Compared with empty comfort, the ability shown by Hades and understanding the image of the enemy are the keys to truly calming down.

When faced with a situation that they do not understand, or even shattered their original three views, what people long for is a strong person who can pull them out with responsibility and forcefully, and tell them what to do.

It's like standing between them and the crisis.

The wetware status of many Skitarii is beginning to stabilize.

"Those...are subspace creatures?"

"Those blasphemous beings?"

Kirkland Sage's electric voice sounded,

A creature that completely does not conform to the laws of physics, a flesh and blood that grows out of the most absurd dreams of mankind. There is no straight line and no law. It is a life that is despised and spurned by the God of All Machines.

It turns out that he has been developing weapons against these blasphemous existences.

"Um."

Hades snorted and continued to pay attention to the scenes coming from the skitarii deploying mines outside the city.

"So... I have been developing weapons against them?"

"Um."

Hades snorted again nonchalantly.

Sage Kirkland paused suddenly, seeming to struggle to understand it all.

"Oh my god."

The sage spoke softly. This meaningless word, which did not fit any mechanical dictionary, was emitted by the pronunciator.

"Now, I don't seem to care about that liar anymore."

"Um?"

Hades was confused, where is this?

"That person is human, right?"

Kirkland knew he was not a god, he was a man, a liar, a human with powerful psychic powers.

But are he and those subspace creatures

"Well, he's human."

Hades spoke without hesitation,

"And he has been working to combat the influence of subspace creatures on humanity."

"That's why you're standing here, Kirkland."

Hades said calmly. He was so immersed in arranging the Skitarii plan that he didn't realize that his voice was cold and hoarse.

"Because he needs your technology, we need your technology, and humans need your technology."

"These creatures will come again, these demons."

"At that time, the galaxy will burn and the planet will boil."

"All living beings are in ruins and corpses are everywhere."

"So I've been working on finding anti-psionic weapons, just to target them."

"so,"

Hades blinked,

"I think he would be quite happy to know that you have been working on anti-psionic weapons."

Kirkland Sage was silent again, and Hades could hear the obscure clicking sound of the gears inside Kirkland Sage.

"I see."

After a long time, Kirkland spoke again.

He felt that the engine storing knowledge was boiling inside him.

Among countless wise men, he was chosen.

The God of All Opportunities is above, and he will embark on another battlefield.

Kirkland has no regrets.

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