Although the Harlequin Troupe Leader was fast enough, Soshyan was already ready to counterattack the oncoming sword, and the deliberate withdrawal of force just now was used to obscure his opponent's sight.
Then, stretching out his free hand, the symbol on the ring on Soshiyang's finger suddenly lit up, and a bright light burst out instantly.
The troupe leader tried to dodge sideways, but it was too late. The high-energy laser beam caused large pieces of skin to fall off his chest like cooked meat. Taking advantage of the opponent's panic, Soshyan stabbed the opponent's chest with his sword. .
With a bang, the troupe leader exploded into fireworks all over the sky.
Soshyan knew he had missed, so he turned around and raised his sword to block an attack.
"Don't get involved with these guys!"
More enemies are coming all the time, and the dizzying light of swords makes it difficult to see anything clearly.
Some were Cabal warriors, taking cold shots at the beleaguered Space Marines, some were machete-wielding nightmares, and Harlequins whizzed across the ceilings and walls, taking advantage of their agility to continue harassing them.
Soshyan roughly estimated that they had been delayed below for nearly an hour.
He doesn't have time to fight with the opponent for another hour!
In such a hurry, Soshiyang didn't care so much, and finally decided to use gray marrow.
But before he could actually use it, a violent vibration caused all the beings in the entire passage to almost fall over.
A huge airborne capsule actually smashed through the ground, all the way into the ground!
When Soshyan stabilized his body, he saw a large airborne capsule full of fungus and rust being inserted dozens of meters away.
Without looking at the sign, he knew just from the pungent smell that it belonged to the Fourteenth Legion.
The plague army has begun to attack the arena!
As the hatch opened, a Plague Marine came out wearing dirty mail and a rusty helmet, with the smell of being away from the sun for a long time. The armor was engraved with runes of destruction, and there were plague marks on his clothes. , the fat neck under the spherical helmet rotated slightly, like a deformed fungus.
It was obviously a little surprised that it appeared underground, and it was even more surprised when it saw a bunch of Eldar and several Black Legion warriors.
"You seem bored-"
Before he finished speaking, a large number of poison crystals and star darts hit him, causing him to tremble and pus splattered everywhere.
But more airdrop pods began to crash into the ground, and the situation became chaotic. Khayon decisively put away the grimoire, and then used telepathy to communicate to everyone:
"It's not a good time to stay here. Everyone, follow me."
The surviving Alpha immediately followed Kayon's pace. They fought off the pursuing enemies and moved along a trail, and soon found a working elevator.
Because of the interference from the Fourteenth Legion, the Harlequins were ultimately powerless and failed to stop them from leaving the underground.
When the lift reached the end, Soshyan could already hear fierce gunfire and fighting.
This is the rest area of the arena, but it is now empty. There are only many corpses lying on the ground, all of the Eldar. It is obvious that there has been a fierce battle here.
And here Soshyan could already smell the nauseating odor, a musty, evil stench of mildew and rot.
Although Soshyan was fine, some Alpha warriors were already experiencing nervousness, dizziness, and even their minds were suddenly filled with visions of the plague.
"The Fourteenth Legion..."
Occam also noticed the stench in the air. He had dealt with these Nurgle followers more than once and was deeply aware of their difficulty.
At this moment, a group of Plague Marines wearing dirty green robes came in, numbering forty or fifty in number. They seemed to be stumbling, and the debris falling from their bodies were all oily masses, on their armor and skin. Covered with abscesses and boils, most of the faces were gone and their eyes were clouded with disease.
They were surrounded by fanatical mortal servants, beating themselves with barbed whips and chanting strange and abominable prayers.
"Black Legion?"
Soon they discovered a group of Black Legion soldiers in the lounge, and the leader immediately let out a surprised grunt.
"Why are you here? Which warband are you from?"
Occam blinked, judging from the non-hostile tone of the other party, this group of plague warriors may have cooperated with the Black Legion, or at least been hired.
So he touched Soshyan's shoulder lightly and stepped forward.
"We are a pack of hounds. The Warmaster ordered us to come."
"The Warmaster...what did he ask you to do?"
Occam glanced around, then raised his fingers at the other party and whispered:
"We are carrying out a secret mission. Can you assist us? I can tell you in detail."
The war gang leader hesitated for a while, then stepped forward.
"But we are carrying out the mission of the Legion and the original body, and the Warmaster is there..."
Suddenly, two swords suddenly penetrated his body from the left and right, and before he made a sound in shock, Soshyan directly swung his sword to behead him. At the same time, other Alphas opened fire violently, instantly knocking down a dozen Plague Marines. , although it does not necessarily kill them, it makes them temporarily incapacitated.
"You bastards!!"
Seeing the death of the leader and the attack on his side, one of the plague warriors roared. This sentence also caused the other plague warriors to scream in anger.
Then the Plague Marines rushed towards these Black Legionnaires, firing while holding high virus-stained blades, rusty maces or spiked flails. Some warriors even had foam and filth dripping from their nostrils out of anger. , eyes filled with violent anger.
Soshyan stepped forward, swung his sword again, and cut off the forearm of the frontmost Plague Marine, turning his limbs into fountains of blood and ichor.
But the Plague Marine with his arm cut off continued to charge at Soshyan until he received another blow to the throat.
Then another Plague Warrior rushed up, and Soshyan slashed his stomach directly with his sword, but what exploded was not the internal organs, but a large number of sharp-toothed maggots, which jumped towards Soshyan as soon as they landed.
Kayon waved his hand, and a wave of fire swept past, directly vaporizing the maggots together with their hosts.
Afterwards, Kayon joined forces with Philo Ronana and cast a powerful spell. A huge amount of psychic energy exploded like ripples in an instant, forming seas of fire.
Those plague warriors immediately let out bursts of wailing under the burning flames. Although it is difficult or even impossible for mortal flames to harm them, the flames that make up the fire wall are all soul fire and energy extracted from spiritual energy. So huge that it can even drive demons back to their realm.
As for those mortal fanatics, they were so dead that not even ashes were left.
Soon, only charred corpses were left.
But when they walked out of the lounge and entered the audience area outside the arena, they found that the entire arena had been reduced to ruins, but this was not the most terrifying thing.
In the sky, filthy comets are constantly crashing around the arena. Strange insects that cover the sky have completely enveloped the arena. Countless monsters dripping with pus are crawling among the ruins, and there are also worm-like wriggling flesh sprouts. Some fallen Eldar covered them and penetrated into their bodies through the holes in the armor, causing pustules to bulge one after another on their bodies.
Heartbreaking wailings are endless, and strange carols are synthesized in the air, as if this world is completely submerged and annihilated...
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