The silence inside the transport ship was a bit eerie.
Not only Fu Qinghai, but also the leader Gurt felt something was wrong.
He took the initiative to slow down.
Space Marines armed with various weapons searched carefully in the dark corridors.
At this moment, Fu Qinghai couldn't help but wonder: What kind of materials were the Word Bearers using this transport ship to transport?
Guns and cannons? Ammo supplies? Or a battle armor?
Combat information such as the internal structure diagram of the transport ship has been projected onto the goggles of the Space Marines.
This is an imperial-style transport ship with a standard model, and its internal structural design is unified.
In theory, by following the arrows on the eyepiece, the Stingers could find their target, the engine control room.
Unlike the Moon-class cruiser, which has several power control rooms, the Abominable Worm, although not much different in size from the Moon-class cruiser, has only three engine control rooms in total. As long as two of them are destroyed, the transport ship will be unable to operate again. Fly into space.
However, the situation is always unplanned.
The Stingers are blocked by a wall.
Not only did the Word Bearers decorate the outer shell of the transport ship in a mess, but they also magically altered the internal structure.
According to the combat information, this should be a passage. After turning three more corners, you can reach the engine control room.
"Explode." Gurt made his decision.
The temporarily modified bulkhead would not be as thick as the outer shell of the spacecraft, so Gurt did not choose to take a detour.
Several Ultramarines are fixing high-explosive bombs on this steel bulkhead covered with blasphemous paintings.
Technical sergeant Fu Qinghai took action for such a small job. He raised his head to see what the traitors had painted on the bulkhead.
The top one is an "VIII" symbol.
There were densely packed incantations engraved all over the wall below. Fu Qinghai looked over and couldn't understand most of them. Only a few of the words seemed to be written in Gothic.
When entering the Warhammer 40K universe, Fu Qinghai, like other reincarnators, had been given the skills of High Gothic.
Fu Qinghai looked at those words and muttered silently in his heart:
Praise...the great...brass...the Lord of brass?
Fu Qinghai was shocked and reacted immediately.
"VIII" is the Roman numeral 8.
Known as the Lord of Brass, the one whose holy number is 8... Khorne!
This bulkhead is engraved with prayers to Khorne, one of the Four Evil Gods of Chaos!
Fu Qinghai didn't want to count whether the number of words in the prayer was exactly a multiple of 8. At this time, he had a very bad feeling in his heart——
What's behind this bulkhead?
"Stand back and prepare to detonate." Gurt said loudly.
Fu Qinghai didn't know whether he should stop Gurt at this time. This was because in the transport ship of the Chaos Space Marines, it was normal for the words worshiping Khorne to appear, and it was normal for the words worshiping any Chaos Evil God to appear.
You can't say that you were scared by a wall.
Fu Qinghai followed the Ultramarines back to a safe distance.
"boom--"
The explosives detonated.
Before the flames and smoke caused by the explosion dissipated, the members of the Sting Team quickly rushed into the flames following Gurt.
Gurt, who was rushing to the front with a chain sword in hand, almost missed his footing after breaking through the smoke. Fortunately, Fu Qinghai behind him grabbed his shoulder.
But Gurt didn't have time to turn around and thank him. He looked at the scene in front of him with a horrified expression, stunned.
Fu Qinghai crossed a soldier and came to the front, and was also shocked by the situation in front of him.
What a hellish picture this is!
Behind the broken bulkhead, the Word Bearers had transformed it into a large and complex slaughtering workshop.
Countless naked humans were placed on a killing assembly line. They were already dead, but their corpses still had to pass through the rotating flying blades, cut into pieces, and then thrown into the gears of the slowly rotating crusher. Grind into minced meat.
The dripping blood flowed down the gaps in various equipment, overflowed from the crusher, and dripped on the sharp blades.
The blood fell on the floor, following the complicated and mysterious groove patterns on the floor, and gathered into streams of blood, flowing gurglingly.
"They are all psykers." Gurt said in a deep voice.
Awakened from this scene by Gurt's words, Fu Qinghai turned to look at him.
Gurt pointed to one of the corpses and said:
"Look, he has an eye on his forehead."
Fu Qinghai looked closely in the direction of Gurt's finger. Sure enough, he was from a certain Navigator family.
These corpses have more or less physical mutations.
It turns out that the so-called "materials" transported by the Word Bearers...are all living people.
Fu Qinghai understood.
During the Horus Heresy, in addition to using Warp Storms to interfere with the Empire's transportation and communications, the Traitors gradually began to try to directly bring Warp power to reality to help themselves.
Through large-scale massacres of civilians, supplemented by dark spells left over from the ancient barbaric technological era, and through a series of complex sacrificial rituals, the Word Bearers achieved their goals. They were also the most powerful during the Horus Heresy. The legion that first summoned the subspace demons to reality.
Psykers with the innate ability to communicate with the Warp make better sacrifices than ordinary humans, and can be accomplished in smaller numbers.
Otherwise, if the traitors want to summon an ordinary Khorne demon bloodletter, they may have to massacre the city.
These grooves form a complex pattern on the floor, eventually converging in one direction.
This is a precision-operated blood altar composed of gears, drive shafts, charms and evil rituals.
Fu Qinghai raised his head and looked past the overlapping slaughtering equipment to the direction where the blood was gathering.
The goggles automatically zoom in and focus.
At the end of the blood pool, Fu Qinghai saw a Word Bearer Space Marine bound by iron chains and fixed to a human-shaped groove on the wall.
The grooves on the wall are surrounded by various twisted and evil reliefs and totems, such as fangs, spikes and skulls. Outside the head of the humanoid groove are two "U" shaped devil horns.
The two humanoid grooves next to it are already empty.
Fu Qinghai watched this scene intently and said loudly:
"This is an altar! They are making sacrifices, and they are going to summon... enchanted warriors!"
"No~ our name is...the Blessed Sons!"
A gloomy voice sounded next to him.
Fu Qinghai quickly looked away, drew his sword and struck in the direction of the sound.
"Ding!"
There was a crisp explosion accompanied by sparks flying everywhere.
Fu Qinghai's power knife was caught by a large crab-like pincer.
Fu Qinghai drew his knife and retreated.
"Keep your formation and fire!" Gurt shouted from the side.
The monster that appeared on the side of the passage raised its big crab claws to block the incoming bombs, and quickly rushed towards the Stinger Team.
This is a terrifying-looking Chaos Space Marine. Two curved horns pierce the helmet and grow out from both sides of the head. The entire power armor has been twisted under the action of the hyperreal power of subspace, and is adhered to the enlarged and proliferating blood-red flesh. together.
Countless bone-white horny spikes sprouted from the armor and from the jet vents of the power backpack. The wedge-shaped grille breathing valve on the visor had been twisted and transformed into a large mouth composed of sharp teeth. It has a long purple-black forked tongue.
One hand turned into a huge and long red claw, and the other hand turned into a crab claw full of serrated teeth and thorns.
This possessed warrior showed no fear of one-on-many combat, waving his claws and charging into the formation of the Sting Team.
The mass blast bomb hitting his body could only cause slight damage, while the enchanted warrior's long claws had penetrated deeply into the weak point of an ultramarine's neck armor.
Fu Qinghai ducked to avoid the swinging pliers, and cut off the two red claws of the possessed warrior with a diagonal slash.
"Use melee weapons!" Fu Qinghai shouted.
The Ultramarines threw away their bolters and drew their chainswords and power swords.
"Buzzing", the sound of the rapid rotation of the saw teeth sounded, and the ultramarines of the Sting Team formed a coordinated close combat formation and surrounded the possessed warriors.
"Uh... ugh... ho~ ho~"
It was accompanied by an indescribable low roar coming from deep in the throat.
A twitching and shambling possessed warrior appeared at the entrance of the passage again.
Here comes another one! ?
Fu Qinghai cursed in his heart, turned away from the battle with the first possessed warrior, and headed towards the second possessed warrior.
"I'll take care of that!" Fu Qinghai shouted.
He knew that the Ultramarines, who were good at tactical coordination, must have their own melee fighting formations. His insistence on joining in would destroy the close cooperation of the Stingers. It would be better to hold off one of them by himself.
Don't dare to kill him lightly, you can only try to delay him!
The second possessed warrior who appeared at the entrance of the passage seemed to have not yet completely integrated with the demon in his body. He twisted his neck exaggeratedly to the left and right, and stood there shivering and twitching.
This is an opportunity!
Fu Qinghai strode towards him. He did not have the gentlemanly demeanor to wait for the enemy to fully transform before starting the battle.
Fu Qinghai held the knife with both hands, and the tip of the knife penetrated the opponent's head.
Give me a thumbs up... "Ding!"
Two twisted and ugly bone-jointed claws were blocked under the blade in an "X" shape.
"Ho~ Blood God..." The possessed warrior who had blocked Fu Qinghai's fatal blow with his crossed claws raised his head, scarlet blood bursting out from his protruding goggles, and a low growl came from his mouth with sharp fangs and sharp teeth.
Fu Qinghai drew his sword and retreated, regaining his stance.
The possessed warrior in front of him seemed not to have the ability to speak normally. He could only gasp out "ho~ho~" and a few simple repeated words.
But the way he attacked was not sloppy at all.
He bent his knees, gathered strength and kicked, opened his two big claws and jumped into the air towards Fu Qinghai.
This was the first time Fu Qinghai had seen this kind of open-door fighting method, and he was even stunned for 0.01 seconds.
Fu Qinghai hurriedly dodged sideways. While avoiding the possessed warrior's pounce, he switched his long knife to his backhand and flicked it along the way.
A line of blood spilled from the gap in the armor on the waist of the enchanted warrior.
The possessed warrior landed with a bang, turned around and charged towards Fu Qinghai again.
Fu Qinghai quickly parried and took a closer look. At the wound on the opponent's waist, the light red proliferative tissue was constantly squirming like small granules and was almost healed.
No wonder this thing is fighting against itself in a completely indifferent manner, exchanging injuries for injuries.
This self-healing speed is faster than the blood plate of a space warrior. How to fight this?
Fu Qinghai blocked the opponent's sharp claws with a knife, and urgently recalled the information about the enchanted warrior.
There is a barrier between subspace and the real universe, which can also be called a curtain. It is difficult for subspace creatures to pass through this curtain to interfere with and affect the real universe. The Word Bearers have found a place for these demons to live. Vessel - A Space Marine willing to sacrifice himself to the evil god of Chaos.
In other words, at least when fighting, the person controlling this body is a subspace demon, not the Space Marine himself.
Fu Qinghai probably had a guess in his mind. He could not gradually weaken the enemy's combat effectiveness through the accumulation of damage. The reality-distorting energy of subspace brought amazing repair capabilities. His attack must be aimed at the opponent's brain or heart, forming a chain. Kill with one hit and directly smash the container containing the devil's soul!
But it is so difficult for a person to withstand the attack of an enchanted warrior. In addition to the bug-like self-healing ability of minor injuries, the opponent is stronger and faster than himself, and he is not afraid of pain and fights for his life.
Fu Qinghai was forced to retreat step by step, his magnetic shoes making a heavy sound on the corridor floor, but he still couldn't find a chance to kill him with one blow.
A long knife against two claws, facing an possessed warrior alone, Fu Qinghai wielded the powered long knife so tightly that he could not escape without any injuries.
He cut off the curved horn growing on the side of the possessed warrior's face with one stroke, just shy of cutting the opponent's head open.
The price was that the enchanted warrior dug his claws into his breastplate.
The large piece of ceramic steel guard plate was dug by the bone claws and fell off. The multi-layered composite power armor blocked the blow for Fu Qinghai.
The outer shell of the power armor is made of ceramic-plastic-steel multi-layer composite armor. Like the saw teeth of the chain sword, it is a battlefield consumable. However, considering the swing frequency of the enchanted warrior's claws, no matter how strong and durable the consumable is, it cannot withstand such consumption. .
Fu Qinghai's armor would be scratched after two more heavy blows.
Fighting and retreating, Fu Qinghai gradually got further and further away from the Stinger Team, and after retreating around a corner, he was out of sight.
The possessed warrior jumped up again, his big claws pointing at Fu Qinghai's head.
Fu Qinghai raised his sword to parry.
The sharp claws of the bones pressed hard on the power long knife, and the blade covered with a faint blue cracking force field penetrated deeply into the palm of the bone claws.
The huge force passed down Fu Qinghai's arms from top to bottom to the soles of his feet.
At this moment, the rusty corridor floor cracked under the pressure.
Fu Qinghai and the possessed warrior both instantly lost weight at the same time and fell into the space below the floor.
It's now!
The momentary weightlessness did not disturb my mind.
Fu Qinghai found the opportunity he had dreamed of to kill with one strike!
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