Traveling Through the Warhammer World, but I Didn’t Cry

Chapter 385 Colvin

"Deflect!" Wodehouse didn't know where he got the strength from, and suddenly rushed to the front of the kv128 combat suit, pointing the staff in his hand at the missile group.

With the help of the surging psychic power, these missiles that have not been completely stained by filthy flesh and blood can still be affected.

The trajectory of the missile changed, and it flew behind the Space Marines before hitting them. A series of explosions destroyed the pursuers in the flames.

The shock wave and strong wind rushed a lot of flesh and blood and fragments to the armor of the warriors, and everyone looked even more filthy and disgusting.

They looked like they had been soaked in a corpse pit sacrificed to Nurgle. Even the blood god didn't want such filthy flesh and blood.

"Hu! Hu!" Wodehouse's body trembled, his face was as white as snow. If it weren't for the power armor supporting his body, he would have fallen to the ground long ago.

The kv128 combat suit saw that the attack failed, and the subspace energy was generated at the position of the giant cannon. Wodehouse could always feel this.

He brought the wolf and followed the stench of the warp here, and saw the Raven Guards exchanging fire with the Reflection Warriors.

From the broken corpses and the faint smell left in the armor, Wodehouse could clearly feel the breath of chaos.

But this breath was different from what he had encountered before. He had not experienced the feelings of rage, bloodthirstiness, filthiness, immortality, ever-changing, and chaos.

There was only pure nothingness and corpses, and this feeling was actually quite difficult to describe. This corpse felt like it had been dead for tens of millions of years, with nothing but the vicissitudes of the old days.

The last time I felt this feeling of a dead person was when I was facing the cold Necrons.

But there was still something different. Last time it was the fear of death felt by the living, and this time it was a deeper feeling of extinction.

The corpse that had turned to ashes stared at the fresh corpse that had just been buried in the grave.

Every time Wodehouse used his psychic power to shatter the armor of the Reflection Warriors, he tore apart the disgusting things inside them that were stitched together with Tau skin.

He could hear voices coming from his ears, shouting at him in a lost language. He didn't know what it meant, but he could tell that the languages ​​were very different, as if thousands of races were speaking to him at the same time.

Every time he heard such words, Wodehouse felt his spiritual consciousness drifting away. He didn't know where he fell in the warp, a dark area with only decaying debris and various forgotten histories.

The broken stars were dead, and they couldn't even emit the last light. It felt completely different from the dying sky of Nurgle.

Nurgle's thick, phlegm-like sky was suffocating, but this place gave Wodehouse the feeling that you no longer had the chance to suffocate.

"Wodehouse! Wodehouse!" Cather White Fang fanned Wodehouse's face, watching him foam at the mouth and shout nonsense, and knew that Wodehouse's psychic power was disordered.

At this time, either Lin Fan slapped him or rewarded him with a bomb.

If Colvin hadn't been busy tearing the KV128 combat suit into pieces, Kaiser White Fang was really afraid that he would shoot Wodehouse in the head.

Colvin and his veterans jumped up and down with rocket backpacks like wings, fighting around the KV128 combat suit.

Every time the weapons on the shoulders of the KV128 combat suit fired, a huge amount of undissolved corpses were sprayed out.

Although these things did not have the burning properties of plasma, they became more durable, like a sticky glue that was not easy to dry.

A large number of corpses hit several soldiers. These things entangled the soldiers' bodies tightly and tried their best to reach into the gaps in the armor.

Finally, it broke out from the soldier's body, and a black curved spike exploded from the body, penetrating from top to bottom, like a mortal being sentenced to pillar punishment.

The black spikes bloomed and bloomed, penetrating the armor and becoming clusters of thorns. Some warriors tried to save their brothers, but all their weapons fell on the thorns, only turning the thorns and the brothers into broken black blocks.

"My brothers have become statues!" The warriors exclaimed. It has become impossible to collect seeds in this situation. This dark weapon not only kills the current brothers, but also kills the future Space Marines.

Colvin carefully avoided the attack of the kv128 battle suit. As they hit and dismantled it, the battle suit, which was slightly taller than the knight mecha, was riddled with holes.

But what was exposed from the wound was not cables and pipes, but more and more flesh and blood. The spikes and bones that burst out from time to time made the battle suit more dangerous.

"What is this thing? How can we eliminate such a filthy creation for the Emperor?" Colvin thought in his heart, but he had no idea.

In this underground area, they lack the ability to call heavy firepower. In fact, as soon as they entered this research institute, they had lost contact with the fleet.

Colvin didn't know if there would be reinforcements. The Raven Guards always relied on themselves, but now it seemed that they couldn't solve this situation by themselves.

At least more brothers must escape, the backbone of the regiment cannot be lost here.

Colvin suddenly started the engine, and he quickly approached the KV128 combat suit.

The lightning claws blessed three times tore apart all the flesh tentacles rushing towards him, as well as the pillars of Tau corpses stuck to the combat suit.

They were spliced ​​together and dancing like centipedes. Colvin was in no mood to appreciate or judge this disgusting creature. He could see that the reflected pursuers had once again entangled the rear guard.

More and more seriously injured and dead were affecting his nerves. He needed to make the most reckless decision without any intelligence.

"I won't regret my decision." Colvin jumped onto the mechanical head of the combat suit and tore off the head with lightning claws.

He saw a deep, dark, malicious and deadly hole opening towards him. He thought he could see something even more disgusting.

But he never thought that this deep darkness would make him feel a little addicted, an addiction to pure destruction.

A wail woke Colvin up. The veteran who had accompanied him in tens of thousands of battles and survived for a hundred years fell.

He was like a bird with broken wings, hoarse in the face of the dark sky, hating that he could not vibrate his dark wings.

"Shadow, have mercy on me."

Korven jumped into the deep black hole. No one knew what he saw or what he experienced.

The parts of the huge KV128 combat suit fell off, and the light of the lightning claws flashed from time to time.

The explosion of flesh and machinery was drowned out by a sigh from the subspace.

Waaagh's moving castle

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