"Why is this happening? It's obviously not in the sub-space-"
Moreover, in Randall's eyes, not only the walls and floors, but also the runes of the operating table began to tremble. All instruments sparked everywhere, the screen and operating system sprayed out tentacles, the giant jaws growing on the deck swallowed the rebels alive, and the thorny tentacles bursting out from the walls and ceiling squeezed out their souls.
Then Randall heard the sound of the explosive gun fire. The white sacred warrior recovered from the explosion was retaliating against the weird creatures. The explosive bomb tore open the metal skin of the demonic operating table and shot bullets at the imager that opened countless eyes.
Randall held the snow lotus blade tightly and endured the pain to summon the power of gray marrow.
The cold wind swept across his body, and the mutations suddenly started to burn one by one.
But his grey graft is far less powerful than Soshiyang, and his influence is very small.
"Come to me!"
But a heavy step interrupted Randall's voice, and a group of Chaos Space Marines in red armor walked into the door torn open by the demon, which was the situation that Randall was most reluctant to see.
Looking at the signs on those people, Randall spit out three words.
"Red Pirate—"
But what he didn't know was that this was actually a group of black legions disguised as red pirates, and the leader was Garmozejie!
Now, he was staring at the snow lotus blade in Randall's hand with a bright look. He planned for this thing for several years before he could wait for such an opportunity, an opportunity that would not alarm Soshiyang!
After taking a deep breath and calming down a little, Garmozejie smiled hoarsely:
"Captain Randall's Battle, the great Huron, let me say hello to you and your brother Soshyan."
Randall didn't say anything, but just held the Snow Lotus Blade with both hands and raised it slightly.
He was not surprised by Huron's revenge. The only thing he cared about was that the other party chose him. Did the black-hearted king already know what?
In any case, there is no second way now. If you want to survive, you can only defeat the enemy and eliminate the enemy.
Fortunately, the other party doesn’t seem to have a large number of people, only about a dozen people.
"ah----"
Suddenly, Randall heard a creepy roar, and he turned his head slightly and saw a warrior being caught with an appendage by some abominable creature emerging from the side wall of the ship.
The muscle-twisted tentacles crawled over the armor and limbs. The warrior pulled his trembling fingers and sent wild plasma to the demon's skin growing on the metal wall. However, the demon's supernatural power twisted his arm directly into several segments, and the plasma gun fell on the deck.
Then a heart-wrenching scream rushed out of his lips and teeth, and the tentacles began to tear his arms, legs and head.
The terrifying scream did not last long. After a moment, the armored body of the White Holy Divine Veteran was dismantled from eight pieces, and each piece was dragged away and shared.
A huge demon squeezed out of the wall. It looked like a kind of mutated ape, but it had six arms of various shapes, full of wriggling tentacles and horns.
Feeling the terrifying evil power coming from the other party, Randall squeezed out the cursed word from his teeth.
"Devil...Prince."
Garmozejie shouted loudly:
"Mkka! Let's start the feast!"
Then, he led the team straight to Randall.
"Protection Team Leader!"
The veterans also quickly moved closer to Randall, but the process was not easy. They were blocked by the demonic fangs and horns that grew on the deck and had to face a terrible demon prince.
"I'll meet him!"
Accompanied by a howl of the wolf, a monster with half-armor and half-fur rushed out of the Red Pirates' team, and jumped more than ten meters high, wielding a huge blood-colored battle axe toward Randall.
Bang —
With a loud bang, Randall drove the howling battle axe with the snow lotus blade grid, then turned around calmly, avoided the opponent's sharp claws, then raised his hand suddenly, and hit the opponent's head that looked like a wolf and a human. As the man staggered back, the snow lotus blade slashed down.
But that guy was also incredibly flexible, and he flashed five meters away when he turned sideways.
"It's so cold, so cold, that's it-you?"
Chaos Space Marine then changed its posture, supporting the ground with one hand and holding the battle axe in the other, crawling on the ground like a beast and circling around Randall.
At that moment, Randall felt as if he was being targeted by a hungry wolf.
Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, the thing disappeared, but Randall captured the strong subspace aura on its body, and suddenly retreated while the snow lotus blade stabbed upwards.
The sharp blade cut open the armor and brought out a string of blood columns. The pain-injured blood wolf roared and smashed the axe down desperately.
Randall drew his sword and swung his left, stabbed the Blood Wolf in his arm and forced him to change the axe trajectory. Then he took a step back and kicked the Blood Wolf in the chest with a kick and kicked him more than ten meters away from the chest.
However, the wound on the blood wolf seemed to not affect him at all. All the hairs on his body stood up, like an angry wolf, and then rushed up again, with the attack even more fierce.
The two sides were walking back and forth, and the Blood Wolf filled with several knife marks on his body, and there was also a deep crack on the left shoulder armor on Randall's side.
At this time, a silent warrior in Garmozejie's team, holding a chainsaw sword in both hands, walked out and launched a silent charge.
This is very rare among terror fighters.
He has no slogans or roars, but he can feel the anger burning in his armor.
Randall, who noticed something approaching, forced the blood wolf to retreat with a sword, turned around and greeted the two roaring chain saw swords with the snow lotus blade.
Seeing Randall still not being at a disadvantage against two, Garmozejie nodded slightly.
"The trump card of the Eleventh Legion is indeed something that restrains the psychic energy..."
At this time, he saw a veteran from the White Holy Church breaking through the demon's block and approaching Randall, so he raised his chin.
The Thorn Prince rushed out like a shadow, and then his sword took the veteran's helmet.
Although the veteran avoided the attack at the last moment, his pace stopped.
"Uh--"
Randall, who was fighting with a strong enemy, suddenly heard a familiar cry. He was distracted and looked aside. He saw that in the blood mist, the demon prince turned its huge body and waved a shackle with black spikes and sharp barbs.
When the flail swept past, it directly cut a veteran's armor and flesh into half, and another spinning blow cuts the other.
Don't want to continue sacrificing comrades, Randall shouted:
"Run out with me!"
After saying that, Randall ignored the chainsaw sword sweeping over his chest, and slashed the Snow Lotus Blade directly, forcing the Blood Wolf and the terror warrior to retreat.
Chapter completed!