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

Chapter 203 195. Liberation of Druun (2)

The bone-white battle line cracked from the inside, tall wandering souls rushed out of it, strong winds roared past the ears, chain saws roared, hot melt burned everything, the crowd shaking like zombies splashed away, and blood and mud swayed.

The wandering soul angrily fought its way out of the sea of ​​flesh and blood.

Most of the people, just after getting close to the Wandering Ghost Knight, trembled and fell down, like puppets with broken strings. The anti-psychic fields of the two untouchable people removed the control of those psychic monsters.

Standing on the high-speed knight, Hades grasped the handle he had welded on and estimated their position at the moment.

The engines roared, they were getting farther and farther away from the Death Guard's battle line, getting closer and closer to the altar, and the crowd rushing towards them became more and more crazy. It was no longer controlled by a psychic tentacle in the crowd, but on everyone's head. They were all entangled with a tentacle, and strange fluctuations in psychic energy began to occur one after another, trying to attack them one after another.

【Sir, I can't hold it any longer.】

In the cockpit of the Wandering Knight, blood gushed out from the corner of Nix's mouth. The enemy's crazy psychic attacks had begun to make the untouchable feel the threat to his life.

Ribo was silent. Even she felt great pressure, but she would only make the Wandering Knight behave crazier and take away more aliens before she could no longer hold on.

On the Death Guard front, Blanca looked at the knight who was almost overwhelmed by the tentacles and the crowd, frowned, and confirmed again that the communication channel from Hades had not been interfered with.

What is this kid doing? Do you need support?

Blanca muttered in his heart that although he knew that Hades and the others could counter psionic powers, the situation on Hades' side was quite bad now.

Every time a group of people falls to the ground, a new group of enemies will emerge. The dense crowds and tentacles wanted to swamp them, and the fluctuations in the subspace had never been so strong. As long as he looked in that direction, he would immediately feel dizzy in his soul.

Hearing Nix's words, Hades blinked in surprise——

This won't work?

He originally wanted the Knicks to practice more in actual combat.

It seems that he still misjudged the power of these untouchables, Hades thought tiredly.

Hades still doesn't realize that this is not a problem of Knicks being too weak.

But the distance was almost there, Hades blinked,

——Release the Dark Territory——

Scream! That was thousands of screams! At the edge of everyone's soul, those hoarse and cursing screams exploded like a boiling boiler, exploding brilliantly across the sky.

But the scream only appeared for a moment. The bubbles in the dream burst, and after the dazzling fluorescent light, there was the silent darkness of deep sleep.

Thousands of waves rose from the rolling sea of ​​souls, but when I looked up, I saw a calm sea and the water was like a mirror.

Death is silent.

Blanca put down the hand that was raising the gun to shoot in disbelief. The veteran looked in front of the battlefield in disbelief. Even though his soul was frantically warning him, disgust came up like churning stomach juice, but Blanca was still staring at that spot.

Not only Blanca, but the other Death Guards also looked at the center of the battlefield in disbelief.

died.

All dead.

In an instant, all life disappeared and the body fell down with a crackle.

The tentacles piled up the corpses, and corpse liquid slowly flowed out from the exploded blocks. There were occasional physiological tremors, but they were already soulless puppets.

In the picture to the naked eye, the densely packed corpses were still shaking, but the information in the helmet showed that there was no sign of enemy life on the battlefield at this moment.

Even veterans who have experienced countless battles have never seen such a ridiculous scene as today.

Even bombings, even virus weapons, lead to destruction in the midst of countless vigorous remains and cries.

But now, just for a moment, all the lives on the battlefield have lost their souls.

[Blanca, advance the front appropriately, but keep a certain distance from me. 】

Hades' words came from the channel, and the sound waves with electric sound broke the silence.

Blanca woke up from a dream, he paused for a moment,

【receive. 】

The Death Guard's front began to push again, but this time it seemed to be far more cautious than the previous push. The enemy had been eliminated, but the slightly hesitant steps of the warriors became slower.

What they fear is not the enemy.

Even though these veterans of the 7th Company had been informed of the abilities of Hades's Black Domain in advance, this was the first time they had witnessed such a visually impactful thing. Coupled with the soul's instinctive aversion to the Black Domain, this made their pace slow. More slowly.

Fortunately, such an existence is their friendly army.

【Are you ok? 】

Hades stabbed the knight with a sickle pole. Although he quickly put away the black domain, and the black domain was still diluted, it was obvious that standing in the center of the black domain made Nix and Rebo receive Not a small amount of damage.

The wandering ghost knight who was stagnant in place picked up his steps again and began to move forward.

[Thank you, sir, it’s okay]

Nix's feeble voice came. Just now, his vision suddenly went black, and his limbs were out of control. At the last moment of his consciousness, he was lucky that he had written a suicide note.

But he woke up and continued driving the Cavalier.

Ribo stopped talking. The black field just now also caused some damage to her. Now she needs to control the mecha with all her strength.

Seeing that both of them were still alive, Hades stopped talking and waited for the knight to take him to the destination.

When he reached the edge of the altar, Hades flew down from the wandering soul. Those altars made of tentacles and flesh were screaming in vain, trying to attack him with psychic energy. Hades left a black domain, and the world returned to peace.

There were more than a dozen similar altars.

Hades thought silently that he had to speed up, otherwise it would be too bad if he didn't meet up with the main force in time.

Near the altar, the dim yellow lightning of psychic energy crackled, and the dark clouds pressed down heavily, making it difficult to breathe, the mind began to blur, and the feeling of weakness climbed up along the calves.

The heavy breathing hissing sound sounded, and Mortarion swung the sickle and slashed at the crowd in front. Countless tentacles were attached to the crowd, making it difficult to move forward.

Every time a tentacle alien was killed, the weakness from the soul would become more obvious, and Mortarion clearly felt the weakness brought by the soul.

The mourners surrounded him. A lantern emitting white light hung on Ugo's cane. The psychic energy from the think tank flashed out from it, making Mortarion feel a little sober.

On the other side, the situation of the Wolf God was not very good. The two Primarchs who were attacked by the alien psychic energy felt the weakness of their souls at this moment.

[My brother, are you okay? ]

Mortarion was silent. Horus was obviously in a worse state than him. The Primarch of the Death Guard continued his pace. They were in the name of tenacity. On the battlefield, the Death Guard was always the last to fall.

With a sense of powerlessness attached to him, Horus watched Mortarion continue to move forward. The Primarch raised his huge scythe. Mortarion wrapped the chain at the back end of the Silence around his wrist, and then threw the scythe with force-

+ Hiss ah ... Ugo held the scepter tightly in his hand. The lantern hanging on it was shaking under the impact of psychic energy, but the undertaker still silently chanted the spell, and the pure white light reflected, weakening the oncoming psychic attack for Mortarion and other Death Guards.

Beside Ugo, other undertakers also mobilized psychic energy to try to resist the attack of the alien.

Mortarion took a deep breath and pulled the chain. The flesh hooked by the scythe turned outward, the tentacles were cut off, and the altar lost its original shape. The psychic fluctuations weakened instantly.

The ammunition from Horus flew accurately to the narrow door on the altar, supplementing the damage of Mortarion's attack.

【Well done, my brother. 】

When the psychic fluctuations finally disappeared from the depths of their souls, Horus's voice sounded.

【There are still a few altars, maybe we can try to call for air support. 】

【. Good. 】

【We seem to have underestimated these psychic creatures. 】

Mortarion stared at those blasphemous things and shook his head slightly,

[We really underestimated them. 】

The information sent back by the Death Guard Primarch's armor showed that another Death Guard led by Hades was marching towards the main city at the fastest speed.

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