It's Sinlata!
Rozim turned his head sharply, but only saw a flash of light green fluorescence in the darkness, rushing towards the Terminator who was attacking like crazy.
Then came an even more shocking scene.
The fluorescent light split into three in the darkness, and then merged into one. At the last moment, Rozim's enhanced vision allowed him to vaguely see that the light actually came from the knife in Sinlata's hand.
At that moment, it was——
People are like knives, knives are like fire, and fire is like hell!
And he himself took off his shirt at some point, and you could see light green lines flowing on his skin, a bit like the circuit lines of some kind of meditator in the Mechanicum.
When the green fluorescence burst out like a spark and disappeared in the darkness like a shooting star, the terminator stopped moving and froze at the moment it waved its claws.
A second later, there was a clang, and its left arm fell off, then its right arm, then its head, and then its legs.
The huge Terminator seemed to be a dismantled toy, turning into six pieces in just the blink of an eye.
"Wodi Guigui, what the hell is this guy?"
The original death situation was reversed in an instant. Since all the leaders were dead, the cultists were completely plunged into chaos and fear. Most of them screamed in the dark and then fell silent, while a few hurriedly fled towards the passage.
When Rozim turned on the lights again, he saw only corpses and dismembered Terminators scattered all over the place, as well as Sinlata who had just put on her shirt.
He looked at the other person and blinked, then asked a question that he later felt was silly.
"Why do you take off your clothes when fighting?"
The other party didn't even look at it and replied lightly.
"like."
"Wow, how did you do that?"
Hank Evans bent over and walked to the Terminator's body, carefully looked at the smooth cut, and said:
"This is cut more neatly than a machine. You are good at cutting."
"Let's go."
Xinlata turned around and walked towards a passage. The three of them knew that the other party would not explain, so they followed.
But as they went deeper, Rozim felt that the air was getting hotter and hotter, so that by the end they were all sweating profusely, except Sinlata.
"Boss, why is it so hot?"
"I don't know either? We won't go to the crater, right?"
As they were talking, they suddenly left the passage, walked into an open blast door, and were enveloped in a burst of red light.
At that moment, Rozim felt that his heart almost burst, while Keren and Hank Evans simply collapsed to the ground.
Trying to keep his eyes open and looking forward, Rozim saw a magnificent temple and an altar made of bones, at least fifty meters high. At the top of the altar was a crystal-clear but slightly trembling altar. heart.
Countless skinned human figures worshiped around the altar and made a low hum.
"This is--"
At this point, nothing could surprise Rozim anymore, except what actually happened next.
With a rumble like thunder and a sudden burst of burning that made the hair stand on end, the heart above the altar began to throb in the dazzling explosion light. The strong light almost burned Rozim's retina, causing him to burn for several seconds. The same picture remained for minutes.
The next moment, all the worshipers turned into charred debris, crackling around. Fortunately, a few people were not physically hurt.
But what followed was a tremor from his heart that almost tore his soul apart. Rozim had never been in such pain in his life, and blood oozed from his five senses.
Only Sinlata, only he remained the same as before.
He looked at the thing for a moment, then took off his sunglasses, a green light flashed in his eyes, and then whispered:
"It turns out to be the Stone of Hellfire. What did I think it was——"
As he spoke, he took out a silver, clock-like thing from his arms.
"In that case, then..."
"Um?"
Rozim walked into the opened explosion-proof door. It was dark inside. Sinlata was the first to walk in. At this time, she was standing in the darkness, motionless.
"What the hell is this place?"
Sinlata turned around at this time and threw something to Rozim.
Valley "That's it."
Rozim caught it and found that it was a red crystal the size of a fist, slightly heated, with some purple floc suspended inside.
"What is this?"
"What's hidden here."
"ah?"
Rozim scratched his head, a little confused for a moment.
"Boss, this place-"
Karen glanced at the hall and found that the whole place seemed to have been blasted by a death-strike missile. Almost nothing was intact, except for the charred remains and bones everywhere——
"Why is it a little weird?"
"Only the devil knows."
Rozim was also a little confused. He always felt like he had missed something.
"Boss, what should we do next?"
"yes."
The cook hummed and looked at Sinrata.
"What to do next?"
The other person only said one word.
"run."
Almost as soon as the words left Zinlata's lips, a loud angry voice erupted in the hall, reminding them of the danger.
"Fuck! Why do these strange guys suddenly appear here!?"
"Kill them!"
"Gaoliang, stop playing with that damn trumpet of yours!"
Although he hasn't seen the other party yet, from the tone and volume, Rozim is probably sure that they are a group of space warriors.
Chaos Space Marines.
"run!"
The four people immediately chose a road and started running. Why didn't they choose the way they came?
Rozim didn't know either, because Sinlata led the way.
While running through the debris of bones, he turned around and glanced around, and saw several Black Legion Space Marines wearing black armor and with obviously mutated limbs rushing towards them around a pillar in the hall.
There were five of them, all wielding bolters menacingly in one hand, and either a chainsaw or a chainsword in the other hand.
The one running at the front only had a gun, because his left hand had completely mutated into a slimy and swollen tentacle. Rozim confirmed that it had barely improved its appearance, and it was obviously the most dangerous.
The rest were better, especially since they just looked like that, either with claws or horns, and their postures were enough to tell Rozim that this team had been fighting together for many years and would use their comrades as best a heretic could. Cover yourself.
Before Rozim could look back, bolters started messing up the floor near them, but luckily it seemed they were no better shot than most cultists.
However, it was only a matter of time before they hit their luck, so they changed course near the intersection of the walkways.
"Gaoliang! You missed it again!"
"Furias, shut up! I didn't expose you for cheating in the roulette game last time!"
"Ah, yes, yes, destruction drinker."
"Don't call that damn name!"
Although these guys were noisy, their speed was not slow at all, forcing the four of them to use all their strength and run as fast as they could.
"Why don't you call back?"
Rozim panted and turned to look at Zinlata. He felt that this person should have a way to deal with these Chaos Space Marines.
But Sinrata just took out a watch, looked at it, and shook her head.
"There's no time, run."
