The flying heads hit the metal ceiling, making a huge noise. The beasts were in a mess, and blinding flashes of light shot out from the smoke of the explosion. The fallen bodies that were hit twisted and fell on the dirty floor.
Black blood splashed everywhere through the cracked homemade armor.
"...Special cleaning operation, number I-11128, target, mutant."
Amidst the monotonous mechanical echo, Ulan Huda's skitarii rushed in, and the rust seekers jumped from the wall like ghosts, the sharp blades in their hands drawing precise curves.
Behind the Skitarii, there was a tall and looming silver figure, which was constantly firing explosive bombs to accurately kill these beastmen.
"Damn it! Prey! There's something wrong with this batch of prey!"
Caton Bloodthirsty immediately realized that there must be a reason why the opponent was able to find the lair, although it could not understand such a thing as a trajectory locator - the ruling sages faced the intricate terrain of the midnight maze and the elusive beastmen tribe
, after a short period of small losses, they quickly discovered a characteristic of the opponent, that is, they like to take away the corpses of fallen Skitarii.
So a plan was born. They first put a large number of servo skulls into the midnight maze. These flying little things are usually not noticed by beasts. Then they began to install trajectory locators on some "baits". This kind of positioning
The device is small and sturdy, and sends out a weak signal every second, which is received by a nearby servo skull and then compiles a detailed route map.
By following the route, you can accurately determine the beastman tribe's lair.
But at this time, for the Blood Demon Tribe, it has reached a critical moment of survival.
"Destroy these hoofless ones!"
Caton Bloodthirsty ran straight into the first Skitarii in front of him, knocking the intruder to the ground.
Then it raised the corrupted chain saw ax and smashed it towards the opponent's head. The saw teeth tore the red-robed man's flesh and metal. Then the Beast King noticed a Rust Seeker rushing towards him with his peripheral vision, so he quickly
He used his other hand to pull out the pistol from his belt and pulled the trigger.
The Rust Seeker was nimble and dodged for a moment, but then a dark energy enveloped it, and within seconds it turned into a pile of smoking scrap metal.
The priests of the beastmen were performing sinister sorcery, and countless dirty flies flew out from the surrounding corrupted debris, forming a black mist that enveloped the ranks of the Skitarii.
"The gods are watching us! Kill them! Devour them!"
The priest was waving his scepter and howling, but the next second his scepter dropped, his hands covered his head, and blood spattered from its protruding eyes.
A huge shadow appeared behind it, grabbing its head with the palm of its hand, and then there was a click, and brains and bone fragments burst out from between the fingers.
"Scream, we are coming for you."
With a mocking voice, Caton Bloodthirsty turned around and saw Sabourin's sneering face without a helmet for the first time.
The opponent wore a thick midnight blue Terminator armor, and was taller than the Beastman leader. Behind the armor were wings decorated with blood-colored bat wings. Currently, only Sablin in the Eleventh Company has this honor, because he is the only one who can master the terminator.
A person who uses Candace's plasma jetpack.
Behind him, the Midnight Sons equipped with conventional jetpacks landed one by one with screams and began to slaughter.
The Skitarii were not the only "cleaning team" of the Nightfall. In fact, the 11th Company was more eager to purify the glory of the past legion. Therefore, even after experiencing a fierce battle to seize the ship, they recovered with great strength after a short rest.
He enthusiastically devoted himself to the operation of clearing out the enemy remnants inside the hull. At this time, most areas of the Night Veil had been cleared, leaving only the Midnight Maze.
"Son of the Night...why..."
The moment Caton Bloodthirsty saw the other party, he was stunned, occasionally turning into shock and fear, because of the color of the other party's armor, the long-handled chain saw in his hand, as well as his pale face and dark eyes.
Represents the true owner of the ship.
"...The night of skinning has just passed..."
Sablin just smiled evilly, and then lit the backpack behind him. The blue plasma propelled him to jump up, and with a terrifying momentum, he rushed in an arc towards the Beast King hundreds of meters away.
Out of fear of the Nightborne, Caton Bloodthirsty turned around and wanted to run away.
But as soon as it took a step, the roaring chain saw cut into its broad back.
As the saw teeth penetrated deeper, the Beast King let out a shrill roar, and blood and the rotating saw teeth were dug out from the spine.
Sabourin only exerted a little force, and the weapon penetrated the muscles and spine of the beastman leader, and the guy collapsed to the ground, dead.
"Captain Bahram, when did you come?"
With a flick of the halberd, Sabourin threw the opponent's body far away. Sablin looked at Bahram who had split Sanet Giant Hand into three pieces. The opponent pulled out the broken-horned evil star from the beastman's head, and then took it off.
Helmet walked over shaking his head.
"How come you're out too?"
"Ha, you are the company commander after all."
The two approached each other, then smiled and gave a simple hug.
"I heard that your flagship has been found, so I came to take a look and take the new recruits here for a practical training on a hulk."
Bahram pointed at the tenth company team not far away who was heading to the branch cabin to clear out the remaining enemies, but Sablin stared when he heard his words.
"This is not a hulk, this is Nightfall, Queen of Glory, just like the Avista."
"Yes, yes, it's not a hulk. Just call it a slip of the tongue."
Then Bahram raised his head and looked at the countless skeletons hanging on the top of the cabin.
"It's also strange, why did the Eighth Legion's original body build a maze on the flagship?"
"Who knows... The company commander doesn't want to say it, and senior Kassati doesn't want to mention it. Anyway, the past things are meaningless. The company commander said that this maze will be demolished in the future."
"That's right. The history of the Eighth Legion is in the past tense. When I was chatting with the Chapter Leader, I heard that you suffered a lot of personnel losses during this operation? What happened?"
Sablin sighed softly when he heard this.
"They are the Soul Drinkers who have always been against the war group."
Bahram's eyes widened.
"Them? How did they escape?"
"The devil knows that there are quite a few key people, including a dozen wizards. We don't have gray marrow here. Some brothers were killed by witchcraft because they were unprepared and did not deal with the wizards... We will avenge this.
"
Bahram lightly bumped the opponent's chest with his fist.
"Remember to count me in."
"You have to meet them first."
"By the way, where is Li Lin? Why didn't you see him? Is he injured?"
"He was a little injured, but he's fine, but... forget it, I'll take you to find him."
The two walked out of the cave, and along the way Bahram also told Sablin many interesting things that happened during the training process when he led the Tenth Company.