Space hulk.
Behind a crack in the bulkhead, Fu Qinghai squatted in the corner, stuffing black Kraken armor-piercing bombs one by one into the sickle-shaped magazine of the bolter.
He used the most powerful bullets in his hand from the very beginning and showed leniency to the enemy. Facing the reincarnations with various tricks, Fu Qinghai never hesitated.
"Click."
Insert the magazine into the gun, pull the bolt, and push the bullet into the chamber. Fu Qinghai looked up at Chen Xue standing next to him and said:
"Can we handle the four slavers?"
Chen Xue nodded: "Leave it to me."
The female mage stood outside the crack and spread her hands. She was not wearing a helmet this time. Her black hair moved without any wind, and her eyes glowed with blazing white light.
…
In the cabin, Blindsight, who was leaning against the wall, suddenly shook and broke out of a certain state.
She trembled: "They're coming, they're coming, in that direction."
The blind woman pointed to a hatch in the cabin.
There were four hatches in this rather small cabin. The reincarnators moved closer to the direction Blindsight pointed and gathered behind the hatch.
Blindsight's lips trembled slightly. In fact, she still had nothing to say in her heart.
As Chen Xinlu said at the beginning, Blindsight also knows that his prediction is not 100% accurate, and it can even be said that the probability of occurrence is not high.
However, what she had just sensed with her telepathy was the blurry scene of the battle between Chen Xue and the enslavers outside the door.
It is exactly the same as the scene in the first prophecy.
If what happens next develops as in the prophecy, then everyone in his group will die.
But Blindsight didn't dare to say that the scene she saw telepathically was consistent with the prophecy.
The enemy has already reached the door, and speaking out at this time is useless except to demoralize the Samsaras.
Outside the hatch, the body of the last enslaver melted into the real universe.
Chen Xue's face was slightly pale, her temples were sweaty, and her chest was heaving and she was breathing slightly.
"Melta bomb."
Fu Qinghai stared closely at the hatch ten meters away, stretched out his hand and said.
Chen Xue calmed down her breathing, waved her hand and opened a small dimensional door, and pulled out a small yellow gas tank-like thing from inside.
Fu Qinghai caught it, connected his fingers, and set a ten-second countdown on the countdown device of the melta bomb. He pressed down and twisted the handle on top of the bomb to start the countdown.
Fu Qinghai grabbed the handle of the melta bomb and watched the red countdown number reach "4". He aimed at the hatch, controlled the force, and threw it as hard as bowling.
The heavy cylindrical bomb quickly rolled towards the hatch.
Fu Qinghai held Chen Xue in his arms and stepped back into the crack behind him.
"boom--"
Fiery flames and flames spurted out from the cracks.
The high-temperature air that surged out of the crack caused a few hairs on the side of Chen Xue's face to curl.
Before the hot air flow completely dissipated, Fu Qinghai rushed out suddenly.
At the end of the passage, the hatch has been blasted into a large twisted hole. The edge of the hole is red liquefied steel, and sporadic flames are burning in the passage.
A muscular man with a mustache stepped out of the burning doorway.
He smiled evilly, with his arms spread out and his fists clenched tightly. He was wearing a tight-fitting suit that outlined his clear and strong muscles, and walked towards Fu Qinghai.
Characters in American comics just like to wear tight clothes.
Fu Qinghai didn't hesitate at all, picked up the blaster and opened fire.
"Da da da da..."
The Kraken armor-piercing blaster had a large charge, a large recoil, and serious muzzle jump. Therefore, Fu Qinghai did not use a bolt pistol held in one hand, but held a standard bolt gun steadily.
He emptied the magazine in one breath, and held the metal handguard firmly with his iron hand. The muzzle of the gun was as steady as an old dog, motionless.
The moment Fu Qinghai opened fire, the muscular man with a mustache squatted down and crossed his hands in an "X" shape in front of him. The texture of his hands and the skin on his body changed in an instant, from elastic flesh to stone. Textured flesh-colored granite.
"Snapped!"
The first warhead shattered the bearded man's hands, and the flesh-colored stone skin mixed with blood and broken bones scattered everywhere.
The second, third, and fourth armor-piercing warheads came in succession, instantly shattering the upper body of the mustachioed man. His muscles, internal organs, and bones exploded into a mass of blood mist and disappeared. This strong body was swept away by the huge kinetic energy. Pushing back continuously.
In the end, only the two legs connected to the waist were left, and he collapsed.
The entire strong upper body had turned into blood-red debris and sprayed on the surrounding walls.
Fu Qinghai watched this scene indifferently, and neatly pulled out the empty magazine in his hand, preparing to load a second magazine.
The .75 caliber Phobos type bolter + Kraken precision armor-piercing bombs are a killing blow.
Fu Qinghai felt that the enemy's petrified skin did not even have time to trigger the shelling warhead of the Kraken armor-piercing bomb, ejecting the diamond needle in the warhead, and was directly penetrated.
Just took out the second magazine.
"Ouch——"
With a wolf howl, a giant gray-furred wolf jumped out from behind the hole.
This human wolf was very huge, nearly three meters tall when standing upright. The gray fur standing on end on its shoulders could not hide the bulging and flowing muscles underneath.
Fu Qinghai gave up his bolter and drew out the chainsword from his waist.
"Buzz!"
Sawtooth whirls.
After the giant wolf jumped out of the hole, it stepped on the floor with its front paws, kicked hard with its two hind feet and then rushed towards Fu Qinghai in mid-air. A huge shadow obscured Fu Qinghai's sight.
Fu Qinghai raised the chain sword, his eyes were cold, and time seemed to slow down at this moment. He clearly saw the werewolf's bloodshot and red eyes, and his claws burning with blazing flames.
It is also pre-enchanted with "Rage" and "Flame Claw".
No matter how many buffing spells you have blessed yourself with, if you don't use tricks or skills, you're just going head-on.
Fu Qinghai faced the giant wolf and swung his chain sword diagonally.
A cold shout came from behind the werewolf——
"Frost Armor!" "Rapid Cooling!"
Fu Qinghai's white armor was quickly covered with a layer of frost, and a bone-chilling chill invaded Fu Qinghai's body.
Frost flowers formed by ice crystals covered Fu Qinghai's body in an instant.
Hiss... it was so cold, his teeth were chattering, his muscles seemed to freeze, his blood seemed to solidify, and Fu Qinghai's sword swing was delayed for a second.
"Bang!"
A man and a wolf collided.
A layer of glistening white light also appeared on the werewolf's body. Different from the coldness that invaded Fu Qinghai's body, this layer of frost on the werewolf's body floated on his gray hair. The giant wolf swiftly swung its claws and bit, making no movement at all. Not affected.
The giant werewolf stood up, waving its flaming claws and frantically pulling out scorched scratches on the power armor, and biting with its bloody mouth.
Fu Qinghai's muscles were tense all over, and the electronic muscle fiber bundles built into the armor tightened. He broke free from the lag of rapid cooling, faced the bloody mouth and did not retreat, but moved forward, and hit the werewolf's open fangs with a fierce headbutt. Big mouth.
Let's see if it's your teeth or my helmet that's hard.
"Bang!" With a crisp sound, the werewolf raised his chin, and a pool of blood and several broken canine teeth were thrown out.
The chain sword is still too long and is inconvenient to use in such close combat.
Fu Qinghai knocked the werewolf away with his hammer, then swung the chain sword again and slashed down!
The moment Fu Qinghai's chain sword touched the glistening layer of frost on the werewolf's body, the blade was quickly covered with a layer of ice edges, and the saw teeth jammed slightly.
"Bang!" The ice shell shattered and the sawtooth resumed operation.
"Zizzizi..." It was the sound of a chain saw cutting flesh. Along with the fur and flesh being picked off by the saw teeth, the giant wolf involuntarily let out a sharp whimper, like a dog being beaten.
The sharp whimpering stopped abruptly when a ruthless iron hand covered with gauntlet tightly grasped the werewolf's sharp snout.
Fu Qinghai held the werewolf's mouth tightly with one hand, and stabbed upwards fiercely with the hilt of the chain saw sword in his other hand!
"Zizzizi...shua!"
The werewolf's broad back blocked the sight of the reincarnators behind him.
Everyone in the cabin only saw the tall werewolf staggering back two steps, and a chain sword broke his back. Blood sprayed, and the tip of the sword with flying jagged teeth broke out of the werewolf's back!
! ! !
Seeing such a bloody and brutal scene, the eyes of the reincarnators widened.
The tip of the chainsword retracted from the werewolf's spine and disappeared.
The two huge canine feet made a "snap" sound and knelt down on the ground.
Fu Qinghai let go of Wolf Kiss's hand, and the dead giant wolf fell face down at his feet.
Killed in an execution-style manner.
"Run!"
Seeing the tragic situation of the two human shields, I don't know who took the lead and shouted. The reincarnations threw away the follow-up attack plan arranged by the Draenei female mage. Like a group of messy frightened birds, they quickly turned around and started from the other three shields. He ran out of the cabin door.
Fu Qinghai's mouth curled up into a smile.
Now.
Now we have entered the hunting phase that White Scar is most familiar with.
This group of reincarnations comes from various extraordinary power systems, and each has its own strengths and abilities. If they work together, they will not be able to win a battle...
But Fu Qinghai and Chen Xue are no match for them at all!
But reincarnations are born to scheming and benefiting themselves at the expense of others. How can they change even if they are in the same camp?
Just like two guards can watch over a group of slaves, the reincarnations on the space hulk are trapped in a hostage dilemma.
Also called the hostage paradox.
If the slaves swarm over, the guard will die, but the guard will definitely take the lives of at least one or two slaves before he dies.
No one wants to be the two slaves who died. Everyone wants others to die for them first, and then they live to enjoy the fruits of the successful rebellion.
As a result, no one dared to go in. In the end, just two guards easily controlled a group of slaves.
If the reincarnators swarm them regardless of sacrifice, and throw out all kinds of spells and superpowers at all costs, then Fu Qinghai and Chen Xue can certainly fight to kill three or four reincarnators, but they will still be overwhelmed by the spells of the reincarnators in the end.
But the problem is that no reincarnation wants to be the three or four people who died, and no one is willing to sacrifice themselves to make a wedding dress for the victory of their teammates.
The stone wall and the death of the druid completely shattered the courage of the reincarnations. All the subsequent means deployed by the Draenei woman were of no use, and people had already fled in all directions.
Even the Draenei female mage, when she saw her teammates running away, she immediately picked up her staff and ran away.
Fu Qinghai does not need to kill all the reincarnations. He only needs to kill one or two reincarnations in a crushing manner, which is enough to defeat everyone's courage to resist.
Chen Xinlu, who was lying on the mattress in the cabin, was so angry that she was breathing rapidly, her chest was heaving, and she was helpless and furious as she looked at the group of reincarnations who were scattered like birds and beasts.
She could see clearly from her position that it was the middle-aged man from the Harry Potter universe who was the first to shout "Run!". Chen Xinlu immediately raised her hand and gave him a hug. Remembering the impact of dark energy, the middle-aged uncle was instantly swallowed half of his body by the purple-black energy, but it still could not prevent the other reincarnations from collapsing.
One after another, the reincarnations ran past Chen Xinlu in a hurry, but the sick beauty still leaned against the cabin wall and remained unmoved. She stared directly in the direction of the cabin door with her cold eyes, holding a thin baby in her arms. The little girl kept whispering comfort:
"Don't be afraid, Mona, my sister is here, don't be afraid."
The terrifying warrior in bone-white armor stepped into the cabin.
The plasma pistol in Fu Qinghai's hand was instantly aimed at Chen Xinlu on the mattress.
Chen Xinlu, who was sitting on the mattress, raised her head coldly and looked directly at the scarlet goggles, facing the black muzzle of the gun without the slightest fear.
A white hand pressed the back of the plasma pistol.
Chen Xue whispered: "Qingshan, leave it to me."
Fu Qinghai nodded, inserted the plasma pistol back into the side of his thigh, picked up the blaster, found a random hatch and chased out.
Chen Xinlu was left with her sister, and the sisters could solve their own problems.
"Is this the helper you're looking for? He's quite strong."
Chen Xinlu looked at her sister and said with a sneer.
Chen Xue looked at her sister with complicated eyes and said calmly:
"Remove Dormammu's energy. You can't defeat me with this, and you know it in your heart."
Chen Xinlu didn't speak, but the smoky black markings around her eyes began to slowly fade and disappear, and she gradually returned to her normal appearance.
Chen Xue lowered her head and looked at her sister carefully.
Looking at her weak posture, there was a thin layer of sweat on her neck and collarbone. Looking at her sick face, her face was pale with an abnormal flush.
Chen Xue frowned and couldn't help but asked in a low voice:
"Xiao Lu, how did you become like this?"
Although practicing the magic of the Mage Supreme style cannot directly strengthen the body, it can still protect you from common diseases. In the comics, Doctor Strange has the characteristic of being immune to diseases.
Chen Xue didn't know what kind of virus could still get into Chen Xinlu's body.
"This is a blessing given by the loving father Nurgle. You don't understand. As long as I can survive this level, I can master the supreme magic power of the virus plague! And you are still learning the ancient one's teachings step by step. Dirt and chaff!”
As Chen Xinlu spoke, a look of madness appeared on his sickly face.
Chen Xue looked serious, shook her head slowly and said:
"No, you are the one who doesn't understand the Four Gods of Chaos at all. I know what Nurgle is. Qingshan described his power to me. He will only turn you into a rotten, oozing zombie."
It is not without reason that Nurgle is called a loving father. Compared with the other three gods of Chaos, Tzeentch likes conspirators, careerists, politicians, overly curious magicians and scientific researchers, and Khorne likes serial murderers and madmen. Warrior, I can't say what I like about Slaanesh... The three gods all have their own favorite objects.
Only Nurgle never chooses his followers. His loving father is willing to show mercy and favor to all those who sincerely serve him - but many people cannot afford this kind of favor.
Speaking of this, Chen Xue looked at Chen Xinlu and said in a stern tone:
"Come with me. Don't worry about which camp you are in. I'll give up on the plot line missions in the Warhammer 40K universe. You'll destroy yourself if you continue like this. Xiaolu, come back with me and don't be stubborn anymore!"
Chen Xinlu held the little girl in her arms and said stubbornly:
"What if I say no?"
When Chen Xue heard this, her eyes slowly lit up with white light. She slowly raised her hands, and golden-red sparks appeared in her palms, saying:
"Then Emperor Weishan will give you the answer."
Chen Xinlu snorted coldly, raised her slender snow-white arm and pinched it. A fan composed of golden and red runes appeared in her hand and said:
"I can do everything you know. It's not certain who will go with whom!"
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PS: Thank you, the little bookworm who is not picky about food, the humble monk’s pie, the purple snow core, it is your golden pig, the little noise during the holidays, the sow in your backyard, the rewards of several book friends, a friend in need is a friend indeed, I sincerely thank all the book friends who support me here, I love you!
The title of the book and the name of the male protagonist have been changed. The 250,000-word version of One Night on the Horse has been changed to use the homophone and synonym of the word "青", "靑".
