Standard Terran Calendar, 41
Planet Armageddon, Hades Hive, 4000 meters underground
As the journey continued to extend, Soshyan and his party had reached a depth of four thousand meters underground in the Hades nest.
Along the way, they saw many ruins, most of which had the chaotic artistic style of the green skins. They even found writing on the remaining walls of those ruins, writings belonging to the green skins.
This is something that surprises Soshyan. After all, no matter how savage the beasts are, they are still beasts, but once they try to put on the cloak of civilization, they will become very scary.
"How far is it from where you said it is?"
In the dark isthmus, the team marched silently. In the distance, statues that had collapsed into half or only their bases stood like tombstones.
Suddenly, Soshyan turned around and looked down at Angelica, who was wearing a coat. The temperature here was very low, which was not harmful to Space Marines or Mechanic Priests, but the Inquisitor couldn't bear it.
"It stands to reason that we should already be within its range."
Angelica frowned and glanced at the coordinate locator in her hand from time to time.
"strangeness......."
"If the coordinates are okay."
Suoshiyang suddenly had a wild idea.
"Is that area mobile?"
"this--"
Angelica wasn't sure, but clearly couldn't accept such a bizarre idea.
"If you think about it, this place has hardly been discovered for so many years. Just hiding it deep underground may not be enough... I guess that area is not fixed."
Thinking of something, Soshyan suddenly asked:
"The inquisitor who led you to discover that area...does he have any characteristics?"
"Inquisitor Carlin is a powerful psyker."
"Psykers, I'm afraid that's the key, only psykers can find and discover that area."
With that said, Soshyan walked aside and held Talos' shoulders.
"You heard me, what do you think?"
"So what, I'm not a psyker."
"But you have psychic gifts."
Talos shrugged his shoulders, his tone somewhat helpless.
"If I saw anything, I would have told you already, but in fact, I have been underground for so long and I haven't seen anything in my vision."
Soshyan ordered the team to stop and looked around carefully.
They have now reached almost the end of the canyon at this location. The depth of the entire canyon can no longer be observed with the naked eye, and the auspicious device shows that they are already 4,000 meters below sea level.
The cliffs on both sides are like two huge walls, giving people an extremely oppressive feeling. Due to the lack of light, it is so dark that nothing can be seen above.
"this place."
Suddenly, a shout caught Soshyan's attention, followed by the roar of bolters and the roar of flamethrowers.
Soshyan rushed forward and saw something split a warrior in two, his entrails falling to the deck as if someone had knocked over a trash can.
Then, there was an inexplicable fire all around, with a smell of oily smoke that was nauseating.
"Damn it! Come out!"
A soldier used a flamethrower to burn everywhere, roaring, spraying promethium everywhere, igniting the ground and illuminating the surrounding area.
Then, as if being irritated, a burst of ultrasonic screams of primal anger hit everyone one after another, almost tearing the fragile communication system to pieces.
Soshyan immediately pointed his bolt pistol at the object.
"Battle formation!"
This beast is an uncertain, vague, nightmarish existence, like a ghost that can switch between reality and nothingness at will.
But Soshyan felt that he had seen this beast. It gave people the impression of thick limbs, short neck, huge head, and protruding tusks——
It looks vaguely green.
Whatever it was, Soshyan pulled the trigger, and the bolt passed through it as though it were straight through the air.
It seems to really be just a ghost, but one that can touch and lift a Space Marine, as well as kill him.
Is this a demon?
Soshyan still had doubts in his mind, and a chain sword spun at full speed, making a terrible scream.
The former Soul Drinker sergeant, Captain Rit Tyson of the Astral Knights Company, used his chain sword to fight the enemy firmly. When the veteran slashed through the ghost, just like before, the whirring serrations on the blade passed through. .
The creature grabbed the sergeant with its backhand, arcs of electricity flashing from its huge claws, air rushing in from the cracked armor, and liquid sealant dripping from the broken armor plates.
Ritter Tyson roared, turning his storm bolter on the enemy, the gun already stained with his own blood.
He roared, hoping that the Terminator armor would be enough to block the opponent's tearing. He had practiced such close combat tactics many times.
Then the veteran opened fire, the bolts whizzing through the ethereal beast like a hand waving through thick fog.
Then he fired again, and the thing's scream was felt throughout his body, in his heart and lungs, not just in his ears and brain.
Before he could swing his second sword, the ghost had begun to dissipate, leaving only a group of angry soldiers and the echo of the chain sword falling on the ground.
"Behind you!"
It was Soshyan's voice, and Ritter Tyson turned around, gasping for air.
The next second, he felt something pierce his chest, piercing the armor through both of his hearts.
He lowered his head, feeling dizzy, and saw that he was impaled by a translucent claw that seemed to have substance.
Riet Tyson felt cold, as if he had been thrown into space, but he could still hear the roar of chainswords and bolters.
But the voice changed, changed, became something else entirely.
"asshole!"
Soshyan had already rushed over. In anger, he activated the gray marrow, but the creature was not affected at all. In an instant, it left the seriously injured veteran and then appeared on Soshyan's right side.
Such a strange enemy was very difficult to deal with. Although he was angry, Soshiyang still faced it cautiously, turned around and blocked it with his sword.
Accompanied by the roar of gold and iron, the thing failed to succeed. When Suoshiyang made a backhand sword, it only hit the air.
The opponent didn't dodge and just took his sword.
"What?"
waaaaaagh——
The thing let out a low roar, jumped to Soshyan's left side, and then stretched out its arms, as if to scratch his head.
At that moment, a power sword thrust out diagonally, slashing the monster's hands.
Black liquid splashed directly in the air, and several sharp claw blades clattered to the ground.
The monster roared in pain and staggered back with its fingers cut off.
"It's now!"
At the moment Talos roared, Soshyan turned around and thrust out his sword.
This time, he felt the touch of the sword sinking into his flesh.
The Holy Flame Sword was poured into the monster's throat, and then Suoshiyang flicked his wrist, and an ugly head flew into the air.
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