Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 203 195. Liberating Druen ([-])
The bone-white battle line split from the inside, tall wandering spirits rushed out of it, strong wind whizzed past the ears, the chainsaw roared, the heat melted and burned everything, the crowd shaking like walking corpses splashed, and the blood mud swayed.

The wandering spirit frantically fights its way through a sea of ​​flesh and blood.

And most of the people trembled and fell down just after getting close to the wandering soul knights, like puppets with disconnected strings. The anti-psychic domains of the two untouchables pulled out the control of those spiritual monsters on them.

Standing on the fast-moving knight, Hades clenched the handle he had welded on, estimating their positions at the moment.

The engine is roaring, they are getting farther and farther away from the battle line of the death guard, and getting closer to the altar, and the crowd rushing towards them is getting crazier. It is no longer controlled by a psychic tentacle in the crowd, but everyone on their heads They were all entangled with a tentacle, and the strange fluctuations of spiritual energy began to layer upon layer, layer upon layer trying to attack them.

【My lord, I can't hold it any longer.】

In the cockpit of the Wandering Knight, blood gushed from the corner of Nix's mouth, and the enemy's crazy psionic attacks had already begun to make this untouchable feel life-threatening.

Ribo remained silent, even she felt great pressure, but she would only make the wandering knight's behavior even crazier, and take away more aliens before she couldn't hold on.

On the death guard front, Blanca frowned as he looked at the knight who was about to be overwhelmed by tentacles and crowds, and checked again and again that the communication channel from Hades hadn't been disturbed.

What is this kid doing?Do you need support?
Branca muttered in his heart, although he knew that Hades and the others could reverse psionic energy, but the situation on Hades' side is quite bad now.

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

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

Does this work?
He originally wanted Nix to practice more in actual combat.

It seems that he still miscalculated the power of this group of untouchables, Hades thought wearily.

Hardes still doesn't realize that it's not a problem with the Knicks being too weak.

But the distance is almost the same, Hades blinked,

——Release the Black Domain——

scream!That was thousands of screams!On the edge of everyone's souls, those hoarse and cursing screams exploded like a boiling boiler, exploding brilliantly in the sky.

But the scream only appeared for a moment, the bubble in the dream burst, and after the dazzling brilliance, there was the silent darkness of deep sleep.

There are thousands of waves rising up in the tumbling sea of ​​souls, but looking up again, it is all calm and calm, and the water surface is like a mirror.

Death is silent.

Blanca put down the hand that was raising the gun to shoot in disbelief, the veteran looked at the front of the battlefield in disbelief, even though his soul was frantically warning him, the disgust surged up like a churning gastric juice, but Blanca was still staring at it.

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

died.

All dead.

In an instant, all life was gone, and the corpse fell down with a clatter.

The tentacles piled up the corpses, and the corpse fluid slowly flowed out from the burst block, occasionally trembling physiologically, but it was already a puppet that had lost its soul.

In the picture seen by the naked eye, the densely packed corpses are still trembling, but the information in the helmet shows that there is no sign of enemy life on the battlefield at this moment.

Even veterans who have experienced countless battles have never seen such absurd scenes as today.

Even the bombing, even the virus weapon, is going to destruction amidst countless vigorous stumps and weeping.

But now, in just an instant, all the lives on the battlefield lost their souls.

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

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

Blanca woke up like a dream, he paused,
【receive. 】

The Death Guard's battle line began to advance again, but this time it seemed to be far more cautious than the previous advance. The enemy had been eliminated, but the slightly hesitant footsteps of the soldiers became slow.

They are not afraid of the enemy.

Even though the veterans of the Seventh Company had been informed of the abilities of Hades' Black Territory in advance, it was the first time they had witnessed such an impactful thing, coupled with the soul's instinctive aversion to the Black Territory, this made their pace more slowly.

Fortunately, such an existence is their ally
【Are you ok? 】

Hades stabbed the knight with a sickle. Although he quickly put away the black area, and the black area was still diluted, it was obvious that standing in the center of the black area made Nix and Rebo feel a sense of shock. No small damage.

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

【Thank you sir, it's okay】

Nix's weak voice came, just now his eyes suddenly went dark, his limbs were uncontrollable, and the last moment of consciousness was fortunately that he had written a suicide note.

But he still woke up and continued to drive the knight.

Ruibo didn't speak anymore, the black area just now also caused her some damage, and now she needs to fully control the mecha.

Seeing that both of them were still alive, Hades stopped talking and waited for the knight to drive him to his 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 spiritual energy. Hades was in a black area, and the world returned to tranquility.

There are more than a dozen similar altars.

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

Near the altar, the faint yellow lightning of psychic energy crackled, and the dark clouds weighed down heavily, breathing became difficult, the mind began to blur, and the feeling of powerlessness climbed up the calf.

Heavy breathing hissed, and Mortarion swung his sickle, slashing at the crowd in front of him. Countless tentacles were clinging to the crowd, making it difficult to move forward.

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

Mourners surrounded him, and from Ugo's staff hung a lantern of white light, from which flashes of psychic power from the Librarian brought Mortarion a sense of clarity.

On the other side, the situation of the God of the Wolf Shepherd is not very good either. The two Primarchs who have been heavily attacked by the alien psionic energy feel the weakness of their souls at this moment.

[My brother, are you okay? 】

Mortarion remained 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.

A sense of powerlessness clings to him, Horus watched as Mortarion continued to move forward, the Primarch raised his huge scythe, Mortarion wrapped the chains at the rear end of Silence around his wrist, and threw the scythe with all his might— —

+ Hiss ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! +
The screams that erupted from the altar made everyone tremble, and people's eyes went dark, and those with weak will even fainted on the spot.

Ugo tightly held the scepter in his hand, the lantern hanging on it was crumbling under the impact of psychic energy, but the mourner was still chanting the spell silently, and the pure white light was reflected, offering a warm welcome for Mortarion and the other death guards. Weakened oncoming psionic attacks.

Beside Ugo, other mourners also mobilized their spiritual energy, trying to resist the alien attack.

Mortarion took a deep breath, pulled the chain, the flesh hooked by the scythe turned outward, the tentacles were severed, the altar lost its original shape, and the fluctuation of spiritual energy instantly weakened.

Ammunition from Horus flew precisely towards the narrow door on the altar, supplementing the damage of Mortarion's attack.

【Well done, my brother. 】

Horus' voice sounded as the wave of psionic energy finally faded from the depths of their souls.

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

【.it is good. 】

[We seem to have underestimated these spiritual creatures. 】

Mortarion stared at the blasphemy, and shook his head subtly,
[We did underestimate them. 】

The information sent back from 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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