Warhammer Returns, I wonder why it’s the end of the world

Tai Lang hurriedly stuffed healing mushrooms into Uncle Chen's mouth.

"Uncle Chen, you eat more, I think you will be able to get better soon."

"Ah Lang..."

"Eat more."

dragged Uncle Chen aside.

Continuing to stuff healing mushrooms into Uncle Chen's mouth, he finally stopped the injury on his chest.

In the past few days of fighting, Uncle Chen has always been the one who has been the most injured.

Always before the old wounds have completely healed, new wounds are added.

But this is very Waaagh, and it will definitely get more attention from the second brother Mao.

Death is certainly not death.

With Uncle Chen's current physique, as long as it is not cut into pieces, his head can be taken back if he loses it.

"Anko, is he dead?"

Uncle Chen, who had recovered, asked such a sentence.

Tai Lang turned his head and glanced at Liu Zuan, who was nailed to the wall over there.

On his head, he still had Uncle Chen's steel pipe musket with a short knife bundled.

At this time, the musket had already slipped out of the wound with the blade in its tow and fell to the ground.

He hung his head and didn't move, but he had a lot of pus, and he was far away from him, and he could still smell the stench of corruption.

"I think he must be dead, and I will burn him later."

Uncle Chen didn't ask anything more.

Silently chewing the healing mushrooms that Tai Lang fed him.

Tears oozed from his closed eyes.

But suddenly, from the direction they came, a familiar voice was heard.

"Boss !!"

This is Snakeskin calling him.

"How did you guys get here?"

It was followed by a large crowd.

"Boss, are you all right? What about those enemies? All dried up? "

Snakeskin has three questions in a row.

Asked Tai Lang a little confused.

He also saw behind the snakeskin, followed by many formal brats who had just been promoted like Ye Lulu.

There was even Zhu Qizheng, who had arranged for him to lead the survivors who continued to doubt their lives to start collecting everything that Liu Jiacun could collect.

Now he is also carrying his big slash from the teleportation array drawn by Tai Lang into the hall, and then the second teleportation array in the hall successfully crashed into the underground garage.

Everyone looked like they were coming to fight.

That's almost all of his current combat power.

Those who can successfully come here are not without the affirmation of the second brother Mao.

Even Taiqing Song and Kun Zi have obviously consumed all Waaagh energy and physical strength, and they are constantly chewing energy mushrooms that can restore them.

Supporting each other, they crashed into the teleportation array and followed everyone down to the ground.

After Tai Qing Song came down, he looked around and said to Tai Lang a little nervously.

"I saw a picture!"

"Oh?"

"I saw a lot of monsters, right here!"

When he saw that the surrounding environment was just like a hair in the picture he had just seen, Tai Qingsong was even more sure that it was definitely not an illusion.

Tai Lang thought about it....

His brother obviously got more attention from the second brother Mao.

Became a [prophet]?

Although the orc shaman claims to be a prophet more than the mushrooms in the mushroom field.

But few can really see the future.

When I am occasionally in a daze or pondering, I can also see some pictures of the future.

It's usually something big that's about to happen.

However, it may also be something that Second Brother Mao thinks is interesting.

"Tell me what you see?"

Too wave came interest.

"I saw you and Uncle Chen being besieged by a large group of things I can't say...

"Let me guess, is it particularly big and has a big mouth?"

Tai Lang seemed to have thought of something, but his words were very light and with some expectation.

Tai Qingsong shook his head, and then described in detail what he saw.

"Those things are small, like a dead dog that is too bloated and soaked, with rotten sores on its body, horns on its head, a long, long tongue, and some with fangs even on its stomach, like a mouth, stacked or rolled around in groups."

Tai Lang touched his head, he thought for a while, probably already knew what those things were,

generally he shouted [rotten potatoes that can jump].

The meaning of not being able to eat.

They are always in large groups.

It seems that when Maoto dreamed, he told him the names of these things.

What is it called?

The second brother Mao seems to say that in fact, there is no need to remember the names of these things, anyway, they can be stepped on with one foot.

He looked at Liu Zuan's corpse nailed to the wall.

"I was in a hurry to feed healing mushrooms to Uncle Chen just now, and I didn't have time to burn Liu Zuan."

It was also at this time that Liu Zuan's body, which had already died through, suddenly convulsed.

Then his already rotten belly was slowly bulging.

"I'm going!"

Almost everyone saw this strange scene.

The snakeskin directly exclaimed, "Liu Zuan, he is pregnant!" "

Tai Lang didn't react as much as everyone else.

Holding

the flamethrower in his hand, he soon understood.

"Liu Zuan is dead, but his body is connected to a large hole, and now it has become a small hole, and Qing Song said that the things he saw should all come out of his stomach."

Generally speaking, Liu Zuan's belly had turned into a portal at this time.

Connecting an unknown world.

Tailang faced three choices.

Option A: Stop thinking, run!

Option B: Burn Liu Zuan's remaining stinky skin bag and close the portal.

Option C: Wait for a large group of monsters to pour out of Liu Zuan's stomach, and then fight with them.

Then it is necessary to say that he knows that he must choose C when he pulls a green skin out casually, which is simply a sub-topic.

Tai Lang took off his flamethrower backpack and threw it to the snakeskin.

"You use this now."

The flamethrower is a good weapon, and it is good to use to clean up the minions, but Tai Lang thinks that the atmosphere of everyone is so good now, it should be more than those rotten potatoes.

If you run out some bigger things, it will be difficult to burn them, then carrying two large oil cans on your back becomes a burden.

At the same time he shouted at everyone.

"Boys!!!"

"Yes!" The crowd didn't want to think about it, and immediately echoed.

"Ready to fight!"

It doesn't seem to need to be too much to explain anything, and a "dry fight" sums it all up.

Now the people following Tailang below are no longer ordinary shrimp.

All of them have been recognized by the second brother of Mao.

Obviously, most of them have not even slaughtered a fish before.

But since they slammed headlong into the portal as fast as they could.

Unparalleled excitement took over their hearts.

Coming below, this feeling is even stronger.

Many things have become instinctive, and there is no need to talk about it too much.

When they crashed into the hall, they were already thinking about hurrying to copy the guys.