Typhons gasped and endured the pain. Although he no longer remembered what pain felt like, as long as there was still pain, he was still alive.
Then he raised his head and fixed his gaze on the sky. The black sun began to burn hotly and then collapsed.
Something stung his eyes and made his world blur.
Typhons was forced to retract his sight and staggered forward, but he felt that the whole world was moving under his feet. Now he understood that the voice came from the sun in the distance, and a powerful existence even disturbed him. of hearing.
If it was before, he would definitely investigate clearly, but now he just wants to get rid of this dead place.
After staggering a few steps, he found that the shadow tendrils under his feet became thicker, like cold claws, stretching towards him...
"What happened, this is-"
This was a whisper from his fear. Ever since he encountered that strange Eldar, an indescribable uneasiness had been lingering in his heart. Especially when he noticed the changes in the shadows, his inner uneasiness became stronger.
What exactly is——
Then the next moment, he was completely covered by shadow.
Heavy blows like raindrops fell on him, and Typhons was knocked down again. He felt as if countless pairs of fists were beating him, and countless pairs of feet were kicking him.
His strength, his tenacity, his witchcraft, and even the flies of destruction parasitizing in his body could not give him any help at this time.
Typhons raised his hand to try to struggle, and then he received a blow to the head. The blow was so powerful that it almost broke his neck.
But this also tore the darkness apart, allowing him to see some images, as if he was lying on the ground with the collapsed house around him.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly he seemed to be lifted up, and some conversations were faintly heard.
"Boss, this guy stinks so much. Is this the legendary Plague Soldier?"
"You have to believe in Nurgle to believe that you can't break a chicken. My little brother is dead just thinking about it."
"I heard that Nurgle's body is filled with poison. Boss, we..."
"What are you afraid of? Didn't Lataxin say that it was seriously injured and no longer a threat? And didn't you also wear gloves and a mask?"
"Boss, it seems to be awake."
"Rataxin, can you lock him? What? Even the original body can do it? You can brag!"
"Wu Gu——"
Typhons swallowed his throat, and when he was about to make a move, he found that his hands were hanging by his sides, and for some reason he couldn't use any strength. This fragile state has been with him since he was transformed into a space warrior. Never experienced it again.
"You... who are you and what did you do to me."
There seemed to be something covering his head, and only a few figures could be vaguely seen through a few holes, including a one-eyed dragon with a red afro, a wretched little man, a green-skinned thing, and another one hiding behind In the dirty cloak——
Then, the man with the red afro came over and tilted his head to take a closer look. Because he was wearing a mask, he couldn't tell what he looked like.
"Wake up, you piece of shit."
"Who are you scolding!"
When had Typhons been so angry before, he immediately roared.
"I just scolded you, what happened? Now you are in my hands."
"Do you know who I am? I'm-"
"I don't care who you are, aren't you just a plague pig? What happened to the plague pig? Does the plague pig have a bright face? If you want to live, beg for mercy! I have never heard an Astartes beg for mercy. This must be recorded carefully. Come down."
"Boss, he's so... he seems really different. Is he a big shot in the 14th Legion?"
"That's okay, then I can only say it's okay."
As he spoke, the red afro pointed to the side. Typhons turned his head and saw a guy wearing sunglasses carrying what looked like a video recorder and filming, followed by several ugly blue-skinned aliens.
Looking curiously.
"If you beg for mercy, I will consider another way to torture you."
With his heart burning, Typhons cursed fiercely:
"Spare your mother, I'll fuck you xxxx!"
Instead of being angry, the other party smiled and clapped his hands.
"What a tough guy, then let the program I prepared for you begin, music!"
With a snap of his fingers, a round of powerful music sounded. Typhons heard it as if it was a song that had been played for a long time. He seemed to have heard it before in the Third Army.
"Hehe, Fangzhu, do you like this song? I heard that it was very "representative" during the Great Expedition."
Although he wasn't sure what this song represented, a strange feeling suddenly appeared, and Typhons couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.
At this time, Karen suddenly opened his clothes with both hands, and saw countless strange props and cleaning agents hanging under the robe.
Looking at the green skin in front of him, Typhons is simply more terrifying and terrifying than 100 or even 90 Gray Knights!
"I heard that you are all very dirty. I asked Kelen and the others to wash you and see what you look like after washing. Don't worry, the detergent it researched is powerful enough to deal with a hundred years of adult dirt.
The product is guaranteed to give you unexpected surprises!”
"You... you fucking guy... you... you... you can't, no... you can't... do this... you can't!"
"Why not? I want to take pictures, make hundreds of millions of copies, sell them all over the galaxy, and make a millionaire! How about it, are you interested in begging for mercy now?"
"Gu...I...I'll kill you...kill...kill you all!"
Before he finished speaking, Chuanquillo had already walked up and used a pair of large tweezers to tear off a piece of armor from Typhons's body. Because the flesh had been stuck to the armor, this made Typhons roar.
"Oh, look, he is covered in precious magic metal!"
Chuanquluo didn't mind it being dirty either. He took the peeled off armor and looked at it happily for a while, then put it into the bag that seemed to be full.
"Wow - take your dirty things away!"
At this time, Karen also came over. Perhaps because it took too long to wash the toilet, the smell of Typhons made him nostalgic.
The greenskin sniffed it, and then praised:
"This smell is worse than the smelliest toilet I've ever washed. It's powerful, powerful."
Hank Vince walked aside and poked the opponent's lower body with the scabbard in his hand.
"Ah, his job is still there, not rotten, and quite flexible, hehehe——"
Feeling a chill all over his body, Tai Feng realized with horror that his only armor had been stripped off by the other party. The unprecedented humiliation made him tremble with fear.
"You bastards! Get out of here! Get out of here! I'm going to kill you!"
"Hahahahahaha! Don't let it stop! Clean it up for me, Karen. I want to see if the followers of the evil god Nurgle will be so excited that they wave their flags after being cleansed!"
Karen took out an oversized bottle of powerful detergent with a syringe, and after looking at it for a long time, he finally found a "breakthrough" and came behind Typhons.
"Hehehe, I'm going to start cleaning."
After saying that, Karen thrust the injection port into a certain "breakthrough" and pressed hard.
Puff, puff, puff—
Typhon screamed suddenly, and he felt something hot begin to be injected into his body, which caused him great pain. Even the maggots parasitizing in his body couldn't bear it and began to burrow out.
"Hahaha! It's started! It's started! Pig, how do you feel now? How do you feel!"
The desperate Typhons raised his head and shouted, calling for the first time to the father he had abandoned.