While suffering a violent counterattack from the Mechanicus, the original underground home of the Black Limb Sect was completely lost. All relatives who stayed there lost contact. Occasionally, some people who escaped described some kind of spider-like appearance with bloody skin. monster.
Well, although they themselves are monsters, the other party is obviously stronger.
So it was very funny that they were driven out of their main battlefield, the underground world, and were forced to contend with the huge skitarii on the ground, and even had to allocate their strength to defend various underground exits.
But this situation cannot last long, because the firepower and air superiority of the Mechanicus on the ground are too great. The strongholds they originally occupied were divided by air strikes and bombings, turning them into isolated islands. Although they can still rely on the weapons on hand The equipment resists, but will be eaten away over time.
The only way is to open the passage to the underground world, let them reconnect and plan a new attack.
"Brothers and sisters! Load the bullets, unsheath the blades, and let's go!"
The leader of the New Blood Cultists held a chain sword and raised it high, and the surrounding New Blood Cultists also raised their weapons and shouted.
Then this "pathfinding group" mainly composed of new blood walked into the dark passage.
Not long after entering, a nose-blocking stench began to torment the sensitive olfactory nerves of the new blood cultists. This odor was mixed with the smell of decaying corpses, volatile excrement, and various chemicals. Although the new blood cultists were equipped with Rebreathing masks and helmets can effectively isolate toxic gases and bacterial erosion, but they are powerless against the stench that hits your face.
"It's strange why the space here has become so dirty, just like those stinking sewers that make people's scalp numb."
A new blood cultist slapped his mask in a self-deprecating manner and complained to all the hive family members:
"Brother, stop talking. I also feel that everything in this place is rotting, but I don't feel that there is anything inside."
Another nest brother checked the auspicious instrument in his hand from time to time. Although the instrument did not show the existence of any living things, he relied on the intuition of the genestealer hybrid and the experience of wandering in this environment for many years, and he was sure that there must be a roadblock here.
Not to mention the terrifying legends from the underground. It sounds really ridiculous to know that they were originally supposed to be the source of terror underground, but now they must be afraid of some existence deeper down.
As the advance team continued to deepen, they began to disperse into various forks, because there were actually several passages leading to the destination, and they had to confirm which one of them was feasible.
Jackie, one of the new blood leaders, led his team deep into a passage that a team had entered not long ago, but that team never returned and there was no news.
This used to be their home, and they couldn't bear to be taken away by any damn thing. However, as they continued to enter, Jackie found that this deep passage became a bit too weird - the remains of many servitors looked like stalagmites in the cave. Likewise, they were piled high, and there were traces of frost in some of the unusually hot tunnels.
Seeing such a strange scene, some mortals who are good at association and fearful of visions may have evacuated this place long ago and canceled all plans for subsequent searches. However, the Black Limb cultists are not real humans. The neural tissue hidden in their brains Being able to develop their intelligence to the maximum extent gives them an ant-like dedication.
Soon, they arrived at the first underground transfer station, which was originally a place for vehicles to switch roads or change heads. It was also an important stronghold of the sect, but now it was dead silent.
Even when the sect decided to temporarily abandon the underground, it still planned to hold on here for future "counterattack", so it sent a large number of troops to garrison here, but these troops soon disappeared.
No one knows what happened, even the bishop's neural network did not sense anything, or their neural network was cut off and blocked at a certain period of time.
This is also the most uneasy thing about the sect. After all, it means that there is power hidden underground that can truly exterminate them. However, the senior leaders of the sect have always been tight-lipped about what the underground things are and forbidden to reveal them to the bottom of the sect. Perhaps the reason has something to do with them. Like an empire of hatred, fear breeds chaos.
"Everyone, please be more careful. The last team lost contact after crossing here."
Walking among the ruins of large machinery and collapsed facilities, Jackie gently reminded his team members that with the help of his super-sensitive sense as a hybrid, he had already smelled a hint of uneasiness, and the new bloods were already starting to feel a little scared.
But suddenly, the bishop's venerable words echoed in his mind.
"Brothers and sisters, unfortunately, some teams have lost contact with us, and their soul cords have also dissipated from my mind. The situation is not good. All search teams need to stay where they are, waiting for orders and setting up defenses. , reinforcements will arrive at your location, and I will use my spiritual beacon to guide you, so don’t worry.”
Even if they are thousands of meters away, the bishop of the sect can send information to the brains of each sect believer through the spiritual network. This miraculous gift is the boundless power given to these devout believers by the Black Limb Emperor.
"Be careful folks, reinforcements will be arriving soon, but I still say it and will say it again and again, be careful!"
"Brother Jackie, you are just like my mother now. You don't need to tell me that everyone will pay attention."
A hive sister was joking with her brothers of the opposite sex while clenching the laser pistol seized from the Adeptus Mechanicus in her hands, carefully pointing the barrel at every abyss-like dark corner, her purple face was filled with breath. The device and helmet were blocking the outside, so her true feelings could not be seen, but the air exhaled from the breathing interface was so rapid.
"Let's deploy a simple defense first. Maybe this will become an advance stronghold. The bishop should have changed his strategy and plans to advance step by step to the target. This may waste some time, but it is safer."
Under his command, hundreds of new bloods got busy. They chose the transfer room of the transfer station as their base. It was a sturdy two-story building made entirely of metal.
It was also a small church of the Order. The new blood tidied up their abandoned holy place with piety. Many of the Order's ornaments are still preserved here, as well as the remains and bones of the poor slave workers and various deformed creatures, machinery. The mechanical severed arms of the priests and the crushed armor of the priests were piled together, and the damp corners were filled with strange-shaped rot fungi.
(End of chapter)
