Chapter 210 Goodbye, What the Hell

Amaraga stood inside the flesh and blood balloon, admiring the crystallization of his art.

It is said that the monkeys will call the most brave, pious, wise and loving nuns chosen by the emperor as living saints. But the thing he created obviously has nothing to do with these beautiful qualities.

Simply the stage name is: Deathly Saint.

The scientific project is called: Hate Virus Culture One.

Now Amalaga just wanted to see who was more powerful compared to the Death Saint created in his laboratory and torture cell and the huge flesh and blood beast he saw in front of him.

All data is useful.

There is no need for Amalaga to give personal orders, these servants loyal to Master Blood Mercyman will naturally rush towards the injured giant beast.

"Those ugly monsters are here! Let's keep fighting!" Lao Tietou shouted into the loudspeaker to alert all the boys who were ready to take a breather and rest.

The figure that was charging at Abuse was blocked by the rain of bullets. These twisted and brainless monsters did not think about avoiding anything at all. They were like living cannonballs, falling into the node fortress under fire.

Use mutated bone knives and dismemberment tools to slaughter the orc boys in the fortress.

The Gomao Emperor was attacked, and the orcs on it were struggling, but the flesh and blood covered by the armor was not without the power to fight.

The torrent of arms grabbed hold of the abusers, tearing them apart and dismantling them. Huge mouths opened on the standing flesh, swallowing up the monsters flying up.

As the big teeth rubbed, blood spurted out, stumps and broken arms decorated every corner of the Gomao Emperor, and angry howls resounded throughout the sky.

The survivors looked up at the twisted proliferation of the huge flesh and blood monster in the sky, standing there in a daze. They had never thought that such a crazy scene could be staged in Gemo.

It wasn't until an abused corpse fell from the sky and landed on the body of an unlucky guy, crushing him into a pulp that stuck to the ground, that everyone realized that their situation was not safe.

They quickly ran towards what they thought was a safe area, towards other areas of Gemo City. It was absolutely impossible for anyone to survive in this crazy place. They had to escape to have a chance of survival.

Old Iron Head and Old Iron Leg stood side by side. In front of them was a huge twisted abomination. These living weapon platforms are equipped with a complete set of torture instruments and are much larger than Lao Tietou and Lao Tietou.

The big hand with swollen muscles and thickened bones held a crude weapon like a hatchet, but the mottled blood stains on it made the two smart masters feel wary.

On the other hand was a shiny black metal glove with injections of different colors inserted into it. The spine on the back is like a huge baggage, with a pair of cylindrical engines piercing the left and right sides of the raised meat bag.

The shouts of the crowd in Lorne rang in Old Ironhead's ears. They tried to pierce the metal floor and devour the twisted abomination directly with their big mouths.

Before Old Iron Head could speak, Old Iron Leg directly rejected the suggestion of the crowd in Lorne to help, "No! You can push it away anywhere! But you can't push it away here!"

"These are all re-wired anti-gravity engines! You bastard thing has opened up, don't use these things! Then we will all be dragged back by your body! We will deal with this ugly thing! "

Old Iron Leg spat on his hand, then rushed over with his huge hammer. When the old iron man saw him getting on, he didn't want to fall behind. He picked up his hammer and knocked hard on his twisted and hateful knees.

The hammer collided with the flesh, and the sound of fracture should have been heard, but this twisted abomination had gone through countless surgeries, and its pale flesh was as good as an iron plate.

Old Tietou felt that his hand holding the hammer was numb from the shock. He didn't even leave a mark on this ugly monster's leg.

Abomination ignored the old iron head who hit his knee, and just gave him a claw with the iron claw. The bone chopping knife in the other hand suppressed the old iron leg.

The flesh on Lao Tietou's chest was not scraped off, his clothes were torn, and there were only curled iron filings on the abhorrent iron claws.

"Ahhh!" Old Iron Legs still couldn't fight against the hated bone-chopping knife. The crude bone-chopping knife was embedded in his shoulder, and it penetrated half of his body until it stopped at his stomach. Come down.

It really benefited from his strong body as a giant, otherwise just such a sharp blow would have been enough to split him vertically into two pieces.

"You ugly monster! Hurt my brother!" Old Tietou was angry. He jumped up high and tried to hit the hateful iron head with the hammer in his hand.

The rows of syringes on Abomination's back were activated, injecting all the stimulants into their blood that had already turned into thick juice. And the biological pump connected to the monster's lungs contracts three times faster.

This kind of operation makes the hateful heart beat violently, and the veins are almost on the verge of rupture.

But this also brought him great strength and speed. The bone-chopping knife in his hand was raised above his head, and he slashed straight down at the body that Lao Tietou was rushing towards.

Old Tietou's modified body and the hammer in his hand were cut in half, the mechanical parts and the fungal soup inside, and blood flowed all over the floor.

"No!" Old Iron Leg struggled with his body and found that he couldn't stand up with half of his broken body. In the end, he could only look at the ugly monster in front of him with hatred and crush his head.

With a pop, Old Iron Leg's head was stepped on and popped like a balloon.

Irafren, who had just rushed back from the edge of the explosion, happened to be driving a Void Raven and witnessed all this. She screamed in grief and anger, which surprised the Khan beside her.

Didn’t the Dark Eldar have no positive emotions?

Irafren shed black tears and aimed the Void Spear at the Abomination that was still destroying the bodies of Old Iron Head and Old Iron Legs.

The firepower of the Void Spear turned the Abomination into nothingness, and the same was true for the lines responsible for controlling the anti-gravity engine array below.

Almost all the anti-gravity engines under the node fortresses failed. A big mechanic who was tortured and nailed to the wall was dying, and under his feet were the three-eyed people who were chopped into pieces. He raised his eyelids and looked at the top control room hit by the Void Spear, and sighed.

"It's all over."

The orcs' power of thought ensured that this engineering miracle could operate under heavy damage, but when the orcs no longer thought that this thing could be used, the entire body began to fall apart.

Those solid metal plates fell off by themselves, the welded parts began to break, and the crude materials finally showed the quality they should have.

The Emperor, now it should be called the flesh and blood aggregate of the Lorn people. If it were Amalaga, he would rather call it: a wild animal.

Now he has no armor on him, he shows his most terrifying side hidden under the armor

There is no need to suppress the wildness of revenge

The bullets of the grenade gun, the three below are the ones, and the ones above are the reference. So how can this magazine be stuffed with more than 10?