"Useless waste, why did the ritual stop? Hurry up and restore me, or you too will be sacrificed! Varsh Tod yelled angrily at the communicator. This was stopped by the blood sacrifice

, the concentration of chaotic energy has dropped further, and the radio is already functional. c66c!

The communicator seemed to be of good quality, and I could hear the screams and wails coming from it so far away, then there was a moment of silence, and finally a cold voice rang out, "Your lackey has been."

Become a sacrifice to the emperor, and soon it will be your turn. ”

A very familiar voice, although it was impossible to tell who it was for a while, but it was indeed a friendly army. I couldn't help but feel at ease. I will never fight alone, even if I am alone against a strong enemy, from the Empire

Support is still everywhere.

The enraged Dark Apostle slammed the communicator, but the brick-like communicator was of good quality, and it bounced a few times and rolled to my side unscathed, with a clear knife coming out of it

The sound of the axe slashing into the ** seems to be the victor mending the knife. So I hurriedly brought it, "This is Lieutenant Colonel Ilshan, who's over there." ”

"I'm Lieutenant Colonel Harvey, and a group of Fenris are with me. You're done with it too. ”

"It's not close. See you later. "I'm glad that this warrior, who fell in front of me not long ago, is back on the battlefield so quickly.

Wash Tod suddenly threw his head up and burst into laughter, I thought he had been hit so hard that he had a nervous breakdown, but when I think about it, the man who took refuge in the devil was already almost crazy, and

How crazy can you go? Sure enough, he quickly calmed down, and the anger and panic on his face were completely gone, as if he was still in control of the situation.

"Lackeys of the Empire, do you think you've won? As long as I'm here, you'll never want to master this ship! ”

So what, you're going to die soon anyway. I sat on the ground and shrugged at him indifferently, then rolled off to the side with all my might. Bright white lightning struck me at my side, melting the steel floor

It's not a small pothole, and if this blow hits a person, it is enough to wipe out the strongest Space Marine, but how to say it, I have been fully received in the Psionic Academy long before I joined the army

Trained to fight lightning-type psionic abilities.

My force field has an indestructible defense against live bullets, but I am somewhat powerless against lightning, and the holy shield is a purely offensive spell, but against supernatural forces, sometimes with a human body

Ordinary strength is enough, I am a young and agile warrior, if not faster than lightning, but at least much faster than the gray-haired old man on the other side. I was half-on my knees, staring

Follow the enemy's movements and be ready to roll on your side at any time.

Then the second lightning bolt also made me avoid it without any danger. It has to be said that this kind of environment made entirely of steel is very unfavorable for lightning users. I coped more and more calmly, even more

In the leisure time of rolling, he also returned a fist condensed by a force field, knocking him out as well. His plasma shield melts live ammunition and blocks all forms of energy, keeping melee combatants out of reach.

But there is nothing that can be done about the force field.

I didn't use much force to fight back, but I still felt a feeling of dizziness that almost crushed me, and I felt wet in the corners of my eyes. It obviously couldn't have been tears, though it wasn't too late

I wiped it and looked at it, but I was still sure it was blood, which was already a very harsh precursor to the backlash. The reckless and forcible casting of the Holy Shield has completely drained my spiritual energy.

The Dark Apostle fell into the crowd of infidels, burning several of the infidels to ashes on the spot like a giant fireball, and the others stayed away. He waved his arms in annoyance and yelled, "

Attack, attack, you bunch of shit! ”

Lasers and bullets were fired at me. Fearing the proximity of the plasma shield that scorched them, the infidels couldn't concentrate on shooting, but even then, the firepower was sparse

The threat to me is also more than the lightning just now. In the face of more than ten firearms, my dodge ability was useless, and I could only hold up a small force field shield, curled up on the ground and minimize exposure

area, while pulling out the laser pistol to counterattack.

I've always looked down on laser pistols, which are as big and powerful as sissy weapons, just as I despise small-caliber live-fire weapons. But now, it's those even armor helmets

The armor is impenetrable, it has almost been completely eliminated on the regular battlefield, and the small-caliber live-fire rifles that can only be used to suppress civilians pose the greatest threat to me, these automatic weapons with an extremely high rate of fire will

I was unable to move on the ground, and I regretted that I had thrown away the breastplate that had been so cumbersome against the Chaos Space Marines and demons in the previous battle. And on the other side was Sylvia and her soldiers

I didn't dare to use grenades to end the fight cleanly, and the laser pistol became the only weapon I could use.

But the tide of battle wasn't entirely unfavorable for me. With the few pieces of armor that were left on his body, including the helmet shoulder pads, and a small piece of force field shield that was barely maintained, and the enemy's poor marksmanship,

I was able to survive the rain of bullets unscathed. Not a commonly used weapon, but I never let go of the training in pistol shooting, and the advantages of the laser pistol's lightness, fast rate of fire and no recoil at this time

It was evident that while it wasn't even powerful enough to penetrate the enemy's thin equipment, it was easy to penetrate their goggles - not to mention that most of them had no protection at all

Eyepiece.

The laser light enters the eye socket and enters the brain, and the high temperature carried by the high-energy beam instantly evaporates the brain plasma, and the small eye is not enough to expel the sudden increase in pressure, so the skull explodes and forms a spectacular phenomenon

headshot effect. At a distance of more than ten meters, even if I hold a rock, I can accurately hit a target the size of my eye, let alone a laser with extremely high accuracy.

Within a few minutes, a dozen infidels were wiped out. Not all of them were killed by me, but a few were shot in the back and fell forward, and Wash Tod shot them with a revolver.

I can guess his intentions are nothing more than a few more sacrifices. At this time, I also saw that the ability of this dark apostle as a psionic person was actually not qualified at all, and it was almost impossible to directly descend from Ya

Absorb energy in the space, and can only rely on blood sacrifices in exchange for the support of demons. Just now he just fired two bolts of lightning, and the plasma shield on his body became much dimmer, killing several of his men

Only then did it shine again.

When I had no more enemies and Vash Toud had no sacrifices, we opened fire on each other. My laser hit his shield, completely helpless, and I craned my neck and let my son go

The bullets clanged against my helmet and shoulder pads. It's the first time I've discovered that carapace armor is such a reliable piece of equipment.

"Surrender, battleman, you don't have any strength anymore, why can you hold on?" He stood there calmly with his shield in his hand, letting me fire, and lowered his head to pour out the weight of the cartridge in the bullet wheel

Newly loaded with bullets. "And I, I am in control of this ship at the moment, my soul and flesh have become one with this steel, and I will devour you, and all of you!"

I took off one of the grenades from my belt, held it in my hand, and watched him in silence. I understood that he was not alarmist, behind his back, behind the walls of steel, it was a set of humming mainframes

Machine, I'm guessing that might be the core logic engine, the control center of this ship. At this moment, I could feel that there was a huge filth stored there, hatching from the pool of blood of the World Eater

The Demon Prince felt exactly the same.

Another powerful demon, by the way, this is the first few I've encountered today? And it's not just a demon, it's not as separate as the ones I've seen before

Individuals, instead possessed from the Logic Engine, forming a monstrous mixture of flesh and steel—a blasphemous product like the Demon Engine, but much larger than that.

Fortunately, the Blood Sacrifice was interrupted in time, and the demon stopped growing just after it was born, otherwise, it would have polluted not only the logic engine, but enough to spread to the entire warship. At that time,

The battleship was transformed into a giant steel demon, and no matter how many people landed, there was no doubt about death.

But for now, this demon is still quite weak, with almost no combat power to speak of, and it only takes a few hot bombs or a few seconds of holy shield to kill it completely, of course, Logic

Naturally, the engine can't be saved, and it needs to be replaced with a new one.

And I understand why Sylvia and her crew have survived to this day, and why Vash Todet would rather sacrifice his own men than touch them. Start a spaceship

It is a very difficult technical task that requires professional knowledge, and without the Red Pirates, neither the Dark Apostle nor the demon he just created can move the battleship, so he needs to

Devour the souls of some professionals, not simply as sacrifices. They were all standing there now, seemingly unconscious.

But now, there were no more people for him to sacrifice, and he had no choice. Vash Tod raised his pistol and aimed it at one of the crew members next to Sylvia.

"Turn to me, you coward! Do you dare to attack only those who have no ability to resist? I quickly shouted.

"If you're in such a hurry to die......" he turned back to look at me, then at Sylvia, and suddenly seemed to understand something, "I've seen a lot of stupid and stubborn people like you

Imperial lackeys, it's just that your reasons for being stupid seem slightly different. But I have to admit that as a sacrifice, you alone are worth a thousand mortals. ”

I think you're underestimating me.

Wast Tod pointed his pistol at Silvia's forehead, "I suppose you wouldn't mind accepting some of my requests in this case, would you?" Like, take off the armor? ”

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