He seems to be just an inconspicuous creep, and I don't have any hope that I can get any valuable news out of him.

But after all, it was slightly better than nothing, and Eddie still passed, reached out and pressed the pagan's forehead, and read the mind directly.

The infidels were pinched by the neck and lifted in the air, struggling violently, but not making much movement above the neck. Harvey's left arm remained as motionless as a steel-poured execution rack. Suddenly, Harvey's free right hand drew his sword, severing one of the captive's arms, then dropped the sword to catch the severed arm, threw away the infidel's body, and carefully removed a grenade from the severed arm's hand that had had the safety bolt removed. Fortunately, due to the knee-jerk contraction of the muscles after the injury, the fuse grip of the grenade has not yet been released. Harvey chased after the infidel who was crawling on the ground, snatched the safety bolt from his other hand and slipped it back into the grip of the grenade, and hung the grenade on his belt.

"Sorry, I didn't expect this to happen. Do you want to continue? Harvey asked.

Eddie shook his head, "Nothing of value, forget it." ”

Pagan soldiers sometimes use explosives to carry out suicide attacks, but most of them are driven by Chaos Space Marines. When there is no Chaos Space Marines to oversee the army, the morale of the heretics is generally very low. The madness of this heretic in front of him was indeed somewhat unexpected.

Harvey was straining his feet to trample the heretic to death, when suddenly, an abnormal gathering of chaotic energy alerted me. I quickly unleashed three force field hands and dragged the three people in front of me into the hangar behind me.

In front of me, the subspace energy that had been generated and condensed out of thin air was already thick enough to be visible to the naked eye, forming a cloud of shadows floating in front of us, and slowly falling to the ground by the blood on the ground, clinging to those corpses, wrapping and devouring flesh like worms.

Next, the chaotic smoke condensed further, turning into a real physical form, becoming a bloodletter.

At least ten. I couldn't help but feel a pang of anxiety in my heart, and hurriedly picked up the two swords that had been thrown on the ground, and returned Harvey's one to him. At the same time, Sylvia and Add drew their swords and stood in battle.

Bloodletter, one of the lowest-level demon breeds, has almost as lethality in melee as a space marine, and a single one can easily slaughter a large number of low-morale rookie soldiers, and at this time, more than a dozen appeared at once, which is very menacing. Although none of the four of us are rookies, and even the youngest Sylvia can kill the bloodletter on her own, it is not these hideous-looking demons that really need to be worried.

To summon such a large number of demons at once, there must be a powerful Chaos Warlock nearby. Judging by the enemy's appearance, my strength cannot surpass that of the other party. Although skill and experience are more important in the confrontation between psionics, after all, I don't have much experience in fighting psionics, and fighting strength is the only way I am good at it.

As an Inquisitor, Add must have some experience in dealing with the psionics of Chaos...... Preferably so......

But before we can fight the enemy Warlocks, we still have to kill these bloodletters.

The four of us had a tacit understanding of back-to-back in a circle, and the four swords shiny and pointed around. Although the demons are on our side at this time, they can teleport.

I peeked at my companions. Sylvia's master-grade power sword was naturally the most dazzling, and the flickering electric light completely obscured the luster of the sword itself. Harvey's is a little darker, and it's a Seiko-grade weapon. Although Add's energy sword does not have a powerful power field, this terrifying weapon does not rely entirely on destroying the target's body to achieve its killing purpose, it can directly destroy the soul, even if the target is a demon. My Power Sword was the most dimly radiant, with only a very inconspicuous halo indicating that it was not a primitive cold weapon, and in terms of momentum, it was not even as good as the roaring chainsaw in my other hand - to be honest, the combat efficiency of the Power Sword was not as good as the chainsaw when the target did not have heavy armor. The bloodletter demons' bodies, while much tougher than mortals, are not as strong as the heavily armored Space Marines, and the chainsaw is more than enough to deal with them.

Compared to my well-armed comrades, my weapons were a little shabby, which also caught the attention of my enemies.

The bloodletter, the lowest demon breed, has limited intelligence, but it also knows some simple ways to distinguish strength, so that they can find the most vulnerable target first and open the gap. Usually they will be the first to find a gunman, especially a heavy weapon shooter, but at this point there is no one in our team with a gun, so they prioritize me as the weakest target.

After teleporting, the bloodletters gathered around us, and sent two to contain Eddie and Sylvia, two to deal with Harvey, and the other seven or eight to besiege me.

Even with my combat experience, I was in a hurry, and if it weren't for the fact that my comrades had held my flanks and backs firmly for me and prevented the enemy from really besieging me, I might have had to go directly to the emperor in this first round of attacks.

In the first round, Sylvia cut her opponent in the first round, and Xavi also inflicted a heavy blow on her opponent. But then, Sylvia left her position and rushed into the enemy group in front of me alone, this is too bad, I know her level, she may be able to surprise the enemy with speed and brute force at the beginning of the fight, but the melee is completely impossible to be the opponent of multiple bloodletters, and even more seriously, my flank is exposed.

But that's not the worst. Look at the other side, Add and the bloodletter are fighting back and forth, and they are fighting soundly. If it was a heads-up, Eddie would definitely win if he continued to fight like this, but now we are under siege! Add, your swordsmanship is so inferior? Blind the incredibly powerful energy sword in your hand. Anyway, the blow that killed the Lord of the Whisperers in seconds before was just an advantage in the sneak attack?

A navy and a judge, they may be doing well in their respective fields, but in the face-to-face competition, it is still our brother of the defense force who is the most reliable!

At this rate, it would be difficult for a few of us to have any hope of taking out this group of bloodleters in close combat, not to mention that even if we could kill them, the extra corpses on the ground and the infidels that were rushing in the distance would summon more. Melee combat with the Bloodletter is a foolish choice, and the correct tactic is for some people to entangle them and others blast them out with heavy ranged fire.

Obviously, I'm the best person to be a fireman. Hopefully Xavi can survive the rest of the siege and strafing...... Anyway, his combat experience is much higher than mine, so it shouldn't be a big problem...... Emperor bless!

But before I could say anything, I heard Harvey shout behind me, "Hold on, three seconds!" ”

It's exactly the same as what I'm about to say, and sure enough, the veterans' tactical thinking is the same. Holding on for a few seconds is naturally not difficult for me, the question is whether you can do it? The bloodletters will chase the fireman!

Although the rank is the same, I can't question his orders regardless of seniority or status, not to mention that a veteran soldier who has served for so long is indeed a reliable and trustworthy comrade-in-arms, so I resisted his shoulder and said that I understood.

The next moment, Harvey roared, slammed the injured bloodletter in front of him with his shoulder, and rushed out of the encirclement. So only Eddie and I were left back to back, facing nearly a dozen demons staring at each other, as well as the flaming Red Flame Demon Sword in their hands.

One second

"Why did he run away?" Eddie asked, slightly nervous.

Stupid, at this time, anyone can see that running away alone is a dead end, right? Are the professional habits of being an inquisitor that make you a coward except for heresy?

For this kind of person who does not understand the military at all, I am too lazy to explain anything. Unleash the force field hand and drag Sylvia, who was savagely charged, back to his side. It's a blessing that such a brainless charge didn't get hurt.

Two seconds.

The bloodletter formed a complete encirclement of us, and a dozen magic swords were raised in unison, slashing down, but I pressed the shoulders of the two people next to me and forced them to crouch down, and at the same time released my most powerful defensive psionic energy, a translucent hemispherical force field shield completely enveloping the three of us. This is an improved version of the Mighty Firmament, the Steel Firmament, which, while less than a square meter of protection, is no exaggeration to say that it can withstand the attack of any individual weapon, including a powered warhammer, for at least five seconds.

After the deafening crash, the low shield remained intact and unshaken, and not far from us, the sound of a heavy bolt pulling could be heard.

Three seconds.

The Heavy Bolts began to roar, spewing out huge projectiles the thickness of a human arm, dragging a bright trail over our heads, burrowing into the emaciated bodies that were much taller than us, and blasting them to pieces.

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