It's just a door, and there is only half a meter between the warrior monk Feng Wuyi and the demon hunter, and he just watched Xu Yichen's back disappear like a TV picture with a bad signal.

No way? Again?

The warrior monk glanced at the ill-intentioned slender tentacles behind him, and the rising water level, and rushed into the cabin where the demon hunter had just disappeared, and then, as he thought, there was no demon hunter at all.

An entire chamber of enemies, clad in armor, swollen like corpses that had been blistered for a long time, their skin hung from muscles that were violently shaking from frantic convulsions, and the thick fat under the skin had rotted into a fur-like existence, where a large number of parasites lodged.

They were once human, but now they are forever imprisoned in their own corpses, broken again and again, and reborn again and again by the Solace.

This is the eternal enslavement and punishment of the Solace, they are the culprits of the sinking of the Solace, and the crew members who were drowned together when the Solace sank.

Their origins are like background music, wrapping around their heads, so that any enemy who sees them will know what kind of crime they have committed to be punished so cruelly.

"I'm in big trouble, aren't I?" The warrior monk smiled bitterly, he glanced at the nails that were half a finger long on his finger tiger, and then looked at the thick fat and armor on the rotting corpses, silently took off the finger tiger, and threw it on the ground.

If this is the final fate of those navies, Feng Wuyi knows that he has the responsibility and obligation to bring back their bodies and souls intact, and no one should suffer like this, not even his enemies.

"I hope I won't get some unspeakable disease from this!" The muscles of the warrior monk's whole body were tense, and his strength was born from his heart, and his anger moved with his fist: "You Uncle Feng has come to treat you!" ”

Xu Yichen felt a trance when he passed through the gate, and he immediately looked back at the warrior monk, but the gate behind him had disappeared, leaving him only a sealed wooden wall.

The rat, which was larger than a cat, poked its head out of several carrion corpses struggling to get up, baring its teeth at the demon hunter in dissatisfaction, as if blaming the other for disturbing his eating time.

As the rotting sailor stood up, the rats swaggered off the deck and into the invisible hole.

Xu Yichen was a little fed up with this broken ship full of space traps and decomposing corpses, and he could see that the Lord of the Plague had put some thought into this ship, and for Nurgle, the existence of this ship might be more like a Lego toy obtained by chance, but that's all.

Before the carrion crew could react, the Demon Hunter activated his [War Scourge] greatsword, brutally sawing a large hole in the wall behind him that was large enough to pass through, completely unthinking that he would probably break the hull of the ship by doing so, and the sea water could burst in at any time.

Wall after wall, cabin after cabin, maybe there are really countless cabins inside the Comfort for hiding dirt and dirt, but Xu Yichen doesn't care, if there is anything he learned from the Gray Knight, it is that you have to be stubborn enough when facing chaotic enemies.

Even if you stick to the wrong path, stubbornly carry it out, because in any case it is much better than the plan proposed by the Chaos Demons, and in the world of the Grey Knights, they have paid countless costs to realize this truth.

Say less, think less, do more, kill more, until the other party or you collapse first, usually you collapse first, but there are always some special beings in the countless creatures, in the world of the Gray Knights, they are called Astarte Monks, Space Marines.

And in this world, Xu Yichen is sure that his name is political commissar and a demon hunter.

"Master, we can't stop him!" Another corrupted sailor burst into Acharn's dining room out of breath, kneeling on a pile of rotten meat, what was left of the last hapless guy who had disturbed Achaun's meal.

"Useless thing" Archahn frowned and drank the extremely disgusting cup of blood, only to find a dead mouse at the bottom of the cup, even Achahn almost couldn't stand this taunt from a higher dimension!

In a fit of rage, he threw the cup at the sailor who had told the news, and with great force it smashed the sailor's head with a whistling sound, and then continued to fly towards the wall behind the sailor.

"Boom!" A black figure smashed through the wall and stood very sharply, one hand firmly catching the cup.

"Acharn!" The Demon Hunter's voice squeezed coldly out from between his teeth, and he didn't need to confirm it, he knew almost immediately that the enemy in front of him was the target they had been looking for for a long time.

A visceral feeling of disgust made Xu Yichen uncomfortable, as if he was standing naked next to a pervert.

Xu Yichen didn't know how he could feel this way, but he was sure that blowing his dog's head would definitely solve the problem.

"I don't know why, when I see you, I feel uncomfortable." Archahn stood up from his throne of carrion, and slowly pulled out a bone arrow made of human spine from his back: "So, you are dead! ”

Achahn opened his mouth, and a fierce fishy wind mixed with countless plague flies spurted towards the demon hunters!

The [Pure Fire] on Xu Yichen's body spontaneously protected him, but under the other party's fierce plague breath, the silver flame was almost extinguished.

The indescribable stench suffocated him, and the plague flies the size of locusts finally had a chance to touch his face after countless brothers and sisters were burned to death, and the defense bonus brought by [Bathing in Divine Blood] became his last line of defense, and the sharp mouthparts failed to break through the defenses of the demon hunters.

But countless tiny scars were torn off from the black coat, which made Xu Yichen look embarrassed.

"It's kind of interesting." This is the first time Deedric has seen a player who can compete with him, since being blessed by Chaos, he feels like he has opened the invincible hanging, and after a long time, it seems a little boring, and the enemy in front of him makes him regain the fun he has not seen for a long time.

Of course, what attracted him more was the aura of almost the same root in the other party's body, and the other party seemed to have been blessed by Chaos.

A contender? It's so much fun! Deedric shook his wings slightly, and instantly knocked the demon hunter away: "What's your name?" ”