The awakened dead travel through underground tunnels.
These shambling corpses move forward with determination, unhindered by pain and other earthly concerns, as relentless and unstoppable as a submerged tide.
The underground tunnels located at the headquarters of the Venomous Tongue Cabal are so vast that even any map cannot depict its complexity. Some tunnels are so wide, while others are filled with unbearable claustrophobia.
The special fishy smell hints that there is life in this winding tunnel, and the tunnels close to the surface are full of dirty and filthy mutant creatures, bringing moisture to the surface of the tunnel.
There was even sewage being rushed into the tunnels from the Cabal's fortress. The filth was even knee deep, and figures lingering in the darkness made vague noises, avoiding the arrival of the tentacles of the god of decay.
Many things that are "tired of" by the Cabal will be thrown underground and left to fend for themselves. However, many alien life forms transformed by the Haemonculi have extremely tenacious vitality. They have survived and even thrived at the feet of the Cabal.
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Mist spread from the walls, coiling around the shuffling steps of the dead and the damned, a damp mist writhing around them.
Typhons drove everything in his way with ruthless steps, holding the huge scythe tightly in his hands. Dozens of Wither Overlord Terminators followed him silently. Only Mephidustus walked beside him, with his hand in his hand.
Holding an ornament.
This is a strange ornament without any decoration, an oval pendant carved from obsidian. There is an eye in the center of the amulet, which is grasped by sharp claws made of vines. A strange pictographic pattern like a deer head is inlaid in it.
around it.
It was with the help of this ornament that they chased the daughter of Isa all the way to the underground, and took many detours. Originally, they were planning to break into Malus's palace, but the target suddenly fell at an extremely fast speed. Taiphon
Si immediately judged that the other party must have entered a secret passage underground.
Therefore, everyone was ordered to search for an entrance to the underground. Unexpectedly, they actually found one under a tall tower.
The rumbling sounds coming from the depths of the ground accompany the followers of the Plague Father. Noxious smoke fills the dirty air of the tunnel. Occasionally, steam erupts from the cracks in the tunnel, bringing with it the stench of sulfur and excrement.
of evil.
A substance composed of yellow oil condensation is embedded in the walls of the tunnel, and emits a smell like an oil lamp. Occasionally, traces of biological existence are found on the jagged teeth of a series of rocks.
The deeper Typhons's pursuit team went, the more frequent signs of biological activity became.
Not long after, some chirping screams rushed out of the darkness, and then a group of skinless, deformed monsters poured out from all directions, waving sharp claws and bone spurs, screaming in a language that no one could understand.
It was a rapid and sharp trill, with a low howl mixed in it.
"This place reminds me of a stronghold of Slaanesh followers that I once captured. There were many of these depraved things in there, and they were not tolerant at all."
Mephidust looked at those twisted lives and made a mocking sound.
Groups of monsters swarmed towards them, biting ferociously at the rotting flesh of the zombies who were walking at the front to consume the traps, and roared with excitement.
Silence enveloped the advancing pace of the dead. Most of them were Dark Eldar who died in the battle not long ago. They wore the armor they had during their lifetime, but their limbs were all mangled.
Realizing that the corpses would not stop in pain, the creatures began to defend their territory and frantically pounded on the rock walls, making a deafening noise.
Then, the noise became louder and louder, aiming to instill fear in the enemy who had no fear.
The deceased stumbled forward in the narrow tunnel, with a few pieces of flesh hanging on the bones, like a piece of tattered armor wrapped around the body.
This short tunnel is very wide. Hundreds of plague zombies collide with monsters swarming out. The suffocating air is filled with an ominous stench. Typhons raises his head - the ceiling of the tunnel, the cracks in the ground
, these pests are everywhere.
These monsters even know how to use simple weapons, and the sounds of battle are accompanied by the collision of corpses and rusty blades.
A deformed body with five arms swung its jagged bone blade at the shambling zombies, but the bone blade was stuck in the putrid flesh of the zombies.
Its pale, eyeless face let out a howl, tearing its bone blade from its dead foe and smashing it into the dead man's rotting cheek again and again.
The bone blade cut off the nose and cheek of the deceased, but under the devastation, an incredible smile appeared. Then the deceased threw the other person to the ground, and the monster's howling soon turned into a
Filled with screams of terror, the zombie's mutilated knuckles dug into the other's mouth, pulling the tongue until the head was torn open to enjoy the brain beneath the head.
Suddenly, a green light strip drew an arc from the smoke, tearing apart the dead on the front line, causing the staggering dead to clumsily dance a disgusting dance of death. The mutilated flesh and skin peeled off from the bones, and at the same time,
Become more flexible and powerful.
Then the flies of destruction swarmed out from behind the smoke and bit them, burrowing into the ears and eyes of the deformed creatures.
Typhons walked methodically through the ranks of the dead towards the front, muttering mysterious spells in his mouth, and the dead gave way to him.
When releasing the Destruction Fly, a stench of death emanated from his body, and the stench of air turned into a puff of smoke that condensed and formed in his palms.
The creature clinging to the wall above his head fell down weakly. When a group of monsters rushed towards him, Typhons raised his palm to his lips and blew a puff of smoke towards the enemy.
The next second, the stench of decay clung to the bodies of the living, feeding on their flesh and blood, dissolving the skin exposed to the smoke.
As the rotting flesh peeled off the bodies of those creatures, the stench in the air became more disgusting, and even the twisted beasts had to fall at his feet.
This was an extremely horrific way to die, but the smoke dissipated after swallowing less than a third of the monsters. Typhons enjoyed the miserable cries they made while struggling on the ground, but heard another sound
A roar came from behind.
"Um?"
He felt the ground beneath his feet tremble.
At first it was just a slight vibration, a slight roar, but it soon became more and more intense until the soil beneath his feet began to deform.
Then the walls and ceiling of the tunnel collapsed, and as rocks and soil poured into the tunnel, a group of conspiracy warriors rushed in with the Claw Demon and Ugur, and pounced directly on Typhons and Wither behind the dead.
Overlord Terminators.
Obviously, the Venomous Cabal will not allow a group of followers of the God of Nurgle to roam around in their lair.