Chapter 544 The Prologue Begins

A group of metal skeletons covered with dried flesh and skin slid across the side of the dimension and suddenly appeared beside Trazyn.

These dried flesh and skin were of all kinds, human, Eldar, and Tyranid. These undead skinners didn't care where the flesh and blood came from, they only cared whether the flesh and blood were fresh.

These not-so-fresh flesh and blood exuded a strong stench of decay. Various tendons and broken bones overflowed in the weird movements of the skinners, and several rotten green intestines squeezed out of the gaps in the outer bones.

Seeing these skinners so close to him, Trazyn screamed, but his hands continued to move. The Empathy Annihilation Rod did not have the ability to attack from a distance, so Trazyn barely avoided the skinner's claw attack and used the rod to cut off the skinner's waist.

The coffin guards also flashed back to Trazyn's side. The sharp blades in their hands were not only aimed at the skinners who slid out from the side of the dimension, but also alerted the immortals.

The voices of the victims came from the throats of these skinners, speaking without any logic, like waves of desperate wails of dead souls.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Fan and Ivreni immediately jumped down from the top of the pyramid. The Eldar warriors moved in the air with their graceful movements, flashing from time to time to avoid the Gauss beam shooting of the Necromancers.

Lin Fan's movements were even more swift, and he fell to the ground like a cannonball. The sledgehammer in his hand was aimed at the Necromancer, and one after another, the scorching light bullets shot into the living metal body of the Necromancer.

When Trazyn saw the reinforcements coming, he also ordered the Coffin Guard to open a passage for him. The Coffin Guard faithfully completed Trazyn's task. Their heavy shields and phase swords repeatedly forced back the attacking skinners, and chopped down the immortals in front of them without emotion.

More and more immortals became abnormal after the skinners appeared. Disobeying Trazyn's orders to stop shooting was just the lightest behavior.

The cold war mentality of the immortals was replaced by the frenzy of the flayed who were craving for flesh and blood. Infectious diseases need a way to spread, but it makes no sense for these flayed crazy thoughts to infect other undead warriors.

Neither isolation nor cleanup can stop the spread of the flayed crazy thoughts. Those who are not infected can only pray that their luck is good enough.

This contamination spreads faster and faster, so that even Trazyn's coffin guards have shown flayed tendencies. Deleting the source code again and again and adding new logic programs, Trazyn can't stop the flayed virus from growing, and can only execute the infected coffin guards with heartache.

A flayed jumps and stretches like a shadow, which is a sign that he has entered the side of the dimension. Trazyn knows that this cunning bloodthirsty hunter is trying to launch a sneak attack on him.

His empathy annihilation rod can shatter Orikan's secret method of manipulating time, but it can't lock these flayed lunatics who slide into the side of the dimension.

No one knows how these skinners slipped into the unknown side dimension. Even the tomb technicians of the dynasty could not track the skinners in reverse.

Perhaps a technician successfully locked the shadow in the side dimension, but the next moment he was also contaminated and became one of them.

Taraxin was very nervous. Enemies that could not be seen were more dangerous, especially these enemies were strangely infectious.

He didn't want to be a skinner madman who was muddleheaded and only knew how to stuff flesh and blood into the gaps in his body. He would eat some food to get some fun in life, but stuffing intestines into the gaps between his ribs was too twisted.

Lin Fan saw that there were fewer and fewer guards around Taraxin who kept their sanity, and he ran very fast. He didn't even care about attacking the dead warriors around him. He put away the sledgehammer, blocked his two arms in front of him in a cross shape, and crushed into the array of dead warriors like an unstoppable mud truck.

"Tarasim! I'm here to save you!"

A loud shout attracted Tarasim's attention and also drove the skinners who were thirsty for flesh and blood into madness. They disappeared and appeared next to Lin Fan the next moment, slashing at Lin Fan with their claws stained with blood and flesh.

Hundreds of sharp claws rushed to attack, and the skinners' instinctive attacks made their own claws scrape against each other first. Some skinners had already pressed their faces against Lin Fan, using the grid-like mouth gaps to press against Lin Fan's flesh.

One claw after another broke, but more claws attacked. Lin Fan wrinkled his nose when he smelled this mixed thick stench, and hit a skinner's chest with his backhand, sending his broken body flying hundreds of meters away on the spot.

These metal skeletons disintegrated, then reconstructed, attacking again and again without fatigue.

The smell of Lin Fan's flesh attracted the attention of almost all skinners, and more and more skinners piled up around Lin Fan.

"Send them to the warp!" Ivreni shouted, and her warriors all took out a vortex grenade. Ivreni's death power surged out and carved a formation under Lin Fan's feet.

The next second, the vortex grenade was thrown around Lin Fan, tearing open a series of warp cracks, sending a large number of skinners into the warp.

These skinners were swallowed by the cracks before they could enter the side of the dimension. They appeared in a garden made of rotten meat and rotten pools, and in front of them was a huge pile of rotten meat.

For the skinners, this rotten meat was of low quality and extremely filthy. But they were so eager for flesh and blood that they really had nothing to choose from, so they had to be driven forward by their instinct to thirst for flesh.

"Oh? Are there guests in my garden?" The pile of rotten meat heard something, and he slowly looked back, revealing a smile that he thought was gentle and friendly.

From the rotten sores and pus on the body of this pile of rotten meat, and the dirt and bone teeth growing in the cracked belly, it can be seen that this is a Great Unclean One, and this Great Unclean One is tending to a body dripping with sticky phlegm and emitting bursts of smoke that makes the throat cough and itch.

The Skinner did not reply to the Great Unclean One, but just dug and cut in his garden, looking for any piece of meat that can be used to fill the body.

"Hey! Wait! You little thieves! Don't destroy my flowers!" The Great Unclean One shook his belly angrily and began to stop the destruction of these uninvited guests.

The battlefield returned to peace, leaving only a few deep pits. The materials in those pits were also sent into the cracks. Only Lin Fan was protected by the magic circle and did not disappear in the explosion caused by the vortex grenade.

All the immortals brought by Taraxin are finished, and even two of the powerful coffin guards have gone crazy.

This loss was enough to make him feel heartbroken. Lin Fan looked at Taraxin's silent back and was about to comfort him, but he slipped and stumbled forward a few steps, and his fingernails just scratched Taraxin's back.

Mental states of different classes