In order to prevent being discovered by possible enemies, Rozim waited until nightfall before quietly entering the outskirts of the town.
From the beginning he met no one, and the whole town was completely enveloped in deathly silence.
It was a warning, but Rozim believed he was careful enough, so he also saw it as an opportunity.
All he had to do was find a few metal utensils, preferably a gramophone, and then he could create a noise amplifier and complete his task of harvesting the spinach orchid.
His target was a low-rise warehouse.
Generally speaking, sundries are stored in warehouses, and this warehouse is in a relatively remote location. It seems to be old, so you shouldn't encounter many people.
He found another door, stopped and looked around, put on a pair of glasses, and entered the warehouse.
As soon as he entered, he smelled the smell of alcohol.
"Your Majesty, the God-Emperor—"
This turned out to be a place where alcohol was stored. Rozim didn't know whether to call it lucky or unfortunate.
Although there may not be the tools he is looking for here, these old wines are already a huge wealth, but it is not easy for him to empty this place.
He decided to take a look first.
The light in the wine cellar was dim, but the glasses solved the problem for him.
Pools of shadows turned into bright gray-green scenes. Rozim climbed to the top of the warehouse and looked at the giant wine barrels surrounding it. Thick curved wooden boards like walls formed those huge containers.
The strong and mellow aroma of wine is everywhere, thoroughly penetrating the warm and dull air.
He moved forward cautiously, his boots running over the hard sugar crystals stuck in the cracks of the floor, and the board groaned softly.
A portable auspicious device in the shape of a book hung on his belt, and the working sensing mechanism slowly pulsed with light.
The unchanging rhythm indicated that there was no sign of human life within the scan range.
However, there are a large number of metal structures in this building, and the working range of the scanner is also very limited, so it is normal that nothing can be scanned.
He felt like a thieving mouse in a kitchen surrounded by cats.
Such an important place should not be guarded by anyone unless everyone here is really dead——
But Rozim thinks it shouldn't be the case.
In the end, he could no longer ignore these questions and adjusted the data of the auspicious device. This thing had also been modified by his good friends of the Mechanicus. After frequency modulation, it could search for extremely weak life signals-which could be used to find cautious animals. .
This function was originally requested by Rozim for hunting.
He pushed the goggles up to his forehead and examined the screen in the dim light. The chaotic text was almost unreadable.
"Huh?"
The next second, he suddenly woke up as if a basin of ice water was poured on his head.
The auspicious instrument began to appear abnormal, which was a line of flying consonants and rotating vowels...
But what does this mean?
His next step made a wet sound like rippling water, and something stuck to the edge of his boots, as if there was a thick layer of glue on the floor.
Rozim smelled it carefully, wondering if a giant wine barrel was leaking.
Then, the stale fishy smell spread up, covering the dull sweet fragrance lingering around.
He put the auspicious device back on his body and carefully put the goggles back on.
Ten meters away, a relief sculpture composed of flesh and bones appeared in the sea-green cold field of vision.
The disemboweled corpse lay on the curved surface of a huge barrel, and the shadow of a wide column prevented the sunlight from reaching it.
The skin of the corpse's trunk was completely opened, allowing the internal organs, bones and muscles to be removed at will.
The remains of the victims were nailed to wooden boards, like an exhibition of the human body, with internal organs and bones rearranged, some of them fused into various horrific new forms.
For example, the ribs stabbed like daggers into the bloodless liver, and the pelvis was wrapped in small intestine. A spongy lung with several nerves wrapped around it.
There was a pool of dried blood next to the corpse. The sticky traces were mixed with spilled wine, and there was no doubt that it had penetrated more than one floor.
Thousands of gallons of carefully brewed wine were tainted, tainted by this evil act.
At the edge of this slowly flowing sea of blood, many strange patterns dotted the ordinary wooden boards.
Rozim's eyes also caught another thing, and his attention was immediately drawn to it.
That's a face.
He stepped closer cautiously, the feeling of his boots sticking to the floor making him sick to his stomach.
The owner of the Astral Knight restaurant narrowed his eyes.
It was the face of a young man, peeled off from his head and discarded like a used mask.
Rozim was a chef and occasionally a butcher, and he knew some knowledge about anatomy and cadavers. The consistency of the blood told him that the man's death had been several days ago, maybe even a week.
He swallowed his disgust and raised his gun, ready to pull the trigger.
At this time, footsteps suddenly came.
Opposite the dried blood lake, a figure emerged from the darkness and gradually approached.
Rozim vaguely recognized that it was a female body with graceful curves. She was walking past the center of the bloodstain without hesitation, her feet stepping on the sticky gelatinous substance with elegant cat steps.
Just looking at the outline of the shadow, Rozim felt his blood surge.
This is much higher quality than the stuff found in brothels.
"I won't feel sleepy if I come here..."
He was about to whistle, but realized something was wrong.
Why does that figure have an extra pair of arms?
Why do those legs look more and more like the hooves of some kind of beast?
Why are there legs on the head?
What’s up with crab claws…
The goggles now felt like a pair of blindfolds, and Rozim ripped them off.
"Tyra on top."
"Hug me~"
The sound gradually transformed and became slippery and smooth.
"I will make you experience supreme pleasure."
When that figure stepped out of the dim shadow, it immediately looked different from before.
On a face that flows and changes like oil on the surface of the water, two dark pits stare closely at Rozim, and then quickly turn into the face of a beautiful girl.
"Come, strong warrior, embrace me! Pierce me with your 'gun'!"
She made a seductive sound and walked towards Rozim with her arms spread wide.
The owner of the Astral Knight restaurant was stunned for a few seconds, and then suddenly pulled the trigger.
In an instant, hot wind swept out from the muzzle of the gun, and then a jet of liquid flame rushed out of the thing.
Along with the wall behind, a big hole was ablated.
"Is this the first time I've heard such a request?"
But when he raised the muzzle of the gun and blew the smoke, he felt something coming towards him.
