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

Chapter 75 69. Daemon
The Escape Hulk, command room.

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It's a weird place.

Thick and dense spore corpses covered the entire room. These vigorous plants were already dead. These white and yellow dots flew into the air with Fernando's movement, undulating.

The console was covered with vines, and these thick vines covered the buttons and levers. Not far away, a human corpse was half-sitting there, which was also entangled with vines.

Even with the helmet on, Fernando could feel a strong rancid smell coming from his nostrils.

But these things in front of them are already dead, they are shriveled and yellow, and they don't show a rotten state.

In other words, the source of the smell is something else.

"Raise your concentration and turn on low-level shields."

Fernando whispered in the communication channel of the helmet, and immediately behind him, Jose activated the psychic shield, and a dim white light enveloped them both.

This is the hulk discovered by the nearby Mechanicus exploration ship. After realizing that the psionic fluctuation of the ship exceeded the standard, the cunning sage decisively applied for reinforcements from the think tank of the nearby legion.

And the Dusk Raiders are right around here.

So, here they are now.

The results of the exploration will be shared with the legion. The mechanical sage took the cathars to the engine room and forced Fernando to send several think tanks to follow them.

According to the mechanical sage, when he discovered the ship, the ship was moving at a speed "unattainable in the physical world".

He beeped a lot more low and fast at Fernando to demonstrate the importance of the engine room and how hard it took him to stop the ship, but as a think tank, Fernando didn't care about that.

The Legion gives them tasks, they execute, and that's it.

Compared to these, Fernando was more curious about why the psionic energy on this ship fluctuated so much.

The fluctuations in the subspace cannot directly affect the physical universe. Certain conditions need to be met before the barrier between the subspace and the physical world can be weakened.

This condition is the things in the physical world, actively weakening this layer of barriers.

Generally speaking, the use of psionic powers belongs to this process. They forcibly summon the power of the warp to penetrate the barrier and slowly weaken the barrier.

Psykers will cause this phenomenon, or large-scale sacrifices, using emotions to make people's souls fluctuate a lot, can also cause this phenomenon.

In addition, there are those alien technologies, or things that are naturally formed in the close connection between the subspace and the physical universe.

And this ship, Fernando, was more inclined that it used alien technology, but the obviously abnormal scene in the command room told him that his judgment was not accurate.

Either there are psykers, or there was a human sacrifice on this ship.

Fernando sensed it, put his bolt gun in hand, and walked towards the place with the densest spiritual energy fluctuations.

This is a corner of the command room, covered by dense spore corpses.

Jose behind him silently increased the strength of the spiritual shield.

Fernando took a deep breath and pushed the spores away with his spiritual energy.

A secret door appeared in front of them, with a symbol engraved on it——

The abstract hands are holding a star, and a vine is wrapped around the bottom of the two hands from the bottom.

Very good, there is a high probability that it was a human sacrifice.

Sensing that the fluctuation of spiritual energy on the other side of the door was at a level that he could handle, Fernando drew out his long sword.

The arc of spiritual energy danced on the sword, and Fernando broke through the secret door with the knife without hesitation.

A strong rotten smell instantly hit the face——

In the small dark room, the yellow-green soup piled up to the height of the space warrior's knees. Unidentified white-yellow grease floated inside, and the bottom of the liquid surface was already covered with shit-green ooze.

In the center of the room, on the altar made of human flesh and fat, there is a wriggling pile of flesh and blood "standing".

Every time it squirmed, a more pungent stench than before swayed the entire space again.

The moment he entered the room, Fernando immediately activated the highest-level spiritual energy shield, and at the same time raised the deflagration gun in his hand, aiming at the "creature".

You can't fire directly. As a think tank, he knows that if you fire rashly without understanding the function of this altar, it may break the balance and release the psionic energy accumulated inside.

And the psychic fluctuations in the room were three or four levels higher than what he perceived just now!
At the same time, the highest-level support orders and evacuation orders were faithfully transmitted to the think tank unit in the engine room through the communication channel.

Jose behind Fernando looked at the pile of flesh and blood in surprise.

Is this human, a sacrificial shaman?

However, seeing the two of them, the squirming frequency of the pile of flesh and blood accelerated, and a thing like an eye squeezed in the direction facing them.

"Hello."

it muttered.

Fernando's chills instantly blew up, he was sure he had never encountered such a weird scene before.

He wanted to take Jose to retreat immediately, but his body seemed to be out of control, and the stench enveloped him. Fernando could only stand there blankly, looking at that weird thing.

"Nice to meet you, the weather is fine today."

There was a vertical crack in the pile of flesh and blood, and as it opened and closed, its words became clearer.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot you can't see the Great Garden yet, and you can't feel the weather is nice."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to provoke you."

With its opening, the yellow-green soup, together with the extremely rotten minced meat, flowed out of the "mouth".

"I am the Rotten One, sent here by the great and benevolent father, to spread his benevolence and destroy those who disturb his dreams."

"So I am very happy to meet you. Meeting you proves that my plan is correct."

It muttered softly again.

Some flesh and blood began to peel off it, falling into the soup under the altar, splashing some sticky dots.

"Oh, sorry, I've been waiting for a long time, this altar can't hold it anymore."

"No, no, I'm not blaming those who built the altar for me. They are all good people. It's a pity that the loving father can't take all of them away."

The flesh and blood fell off peeling off, revealing the rotten gray core inside.

Its voice began to change pitch and become thinner——

"In short, it is like this. I am very happy to bring you the love of a loving father, but at present I can only bless one of you."

"Don't worry, the Father loves you all, you all have a place in his garden"

The pile of flesh and blood collapsed quickly, and the thick soup that had rotted to liquid slowly flowed down, stirring up a pool of rotten water.

"But except him."

The altar collapsed, and there was a dead silence.

"what!!!"

Jose's scream broke the stagnation, Fernando turned his head slowly, and saw the comrade in arms gushing rotten water from the gap in the power armor.

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