Sparks and black blood flew everywhere, and the roaring chainsaw sword slashed head, and the high-speed blade frantically tore at the alien's head.

But the tenacity of the other party's desecrated body was beyond Lu Mingfei's imagination, and after the chainsaw sword entered the flesh for three points, the speed of the chain blade slowed down significantly.

Lu Mingfei frowned, and before he could make the next move, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind:

The unquenched flame roared under its breath, its rugged hands clenching into fists like a furious battering ram.

Lu Mingfei subconsciously raised the explosive pistol and fired.

"Bang bang!"

Shattered scales and flesh flew sideways, and two fiery red explosive bombs instantly blasted the rugged palm of the alien to the tip of a finger.

"What's going on?"

Lu Mingfei was slightly stunned.

When he decisively pulled out the chainsaw sword stuck on the alien skull and intended to change the method of execution, an image appeared in his mind again:

The alien supported the ground with his only remaining left arm, and with the help of his strength, he leaped hard, and a huge shadow enveloped him.

Eight sharp black ribs of steel burst out of the two ribs of the alien shape, opening their deadly arms to him.

"Here we go again......"

The instinctive reaction of his body prompted Lu Mingfei to leap back, and his gaze immediately locked on the alien's left hand, which was in the form of supporting the ground at this time.

Then, as if the image flashed through his mind, the alien jumped up, his ribs sticking out.

But Lu Mingfei was long gone, and the alien touched the hot and blackened floor, and the sharp ribs were ridiculously crushed by his own weight.

Prophecy ...... Wrong...... Is this the 'perfect timing'? ”

Lu Mingfei raised the explosive pistol and aimed it at the alien head lying on the ground like a live target.

"Bang! Bang! ”

When the trigger was pulled, two "Red Lotus Galaxy Spiral Bombs" were fired, and the execution method was changed to a more efficient Emperor's Fury.

Since there is a chance to kill with one blow, Lu Mingfei does not need to use the chainsaw sword to show off and review the superb sword skills that belong to the Weeper warband.

Concise, efficient, and deadly.

This is the way Lu Mingfei has always carried out.

But that's not what he was thinking about now.

"That's the psionic power of the Prophetic System...... Or is it the embodiment of my 'Spirit'? ”

Lu Mingfei is not very sure.

Psionic power is one of the most powerful special forces in that icy universe, and according to the documents within the warband, its power roots come from the subspace.

People who possess this supernatural power are called "psionics".

Generally, in a standard Astarte battle group, there will be several Astartes who can use psionic energy as "think tanks"-

In peacetime, he is responsible for recording the paperwork of the warband, and when he is fighting, he can become a destroyer and destroy the enemy with his psionic power.

The think tanks of the Weepers Warband fell in the betrayal war that disgraced the father of genes, and Lu Mingfei's understanding of psionic energy also relied on reading the information.

And the father of their genes, the holy angel, Holy Les, is a powerful prophetic psychic.

He foresaw his fate of dying in battle to protect the emperor, but he still rushed to the center of the Great Rebellion without hesitation and faced the Great Rebellion. Horus.

The "precognition" image that flashed in his mind just now was quite in line with the performance of the prophecy psyker's ability, "perfect timing".

However, Lu Mingfei is not sure whether the concept of "subspace" exists in his hometown, and it may also be derived from the power of the alien bloodline in his body.

The screams from the other side of the elevator interrupted Lu Mingfei's thoughts.

Taylor. Donald fell to the ground and let out a wail of pain, his thigh being completely severed, and the blood gushing from the cut stained his white doctor's coat.

Chu Zihang stood to the side expressionlessly, and fine droplets of water oozed from the bright and cold blade in his hand, washing away the remaining sin blood.

After realizing that Lu Mingfei could deal with the deformed monster alone, Chu Zihang's target was Taylor. Donald.

The other party was also aware of this, and tried to escape, but was cut off by Chu Zihang, who was in hot pursuit.

"You ...... What kind of monsters are you?! ”

Taylor stared at the boy who was walking towards him, and shouted with a pale and distorted face.

Unlike the small Deadpools like the ghost Wachachi, this combat Deadpool is his crowning creation, a biological weapon made by combining all his alchemy knowledge.

With the dragon blood in its body, it is enough to suppress most of the low-blooded hybrids to the point that they cannot resist.

For example, the guy who didn't come to the door in the early hours of yesterday morning, couldn't even keep standing under the pressure of the dragon's blood of his proud work, and was smashed half to death by a punch.

Then he was slashed to an inhumane shape by the other little Deadpools who rushed up, leaving a bloody word to provoke.

Unexpectedly, today it was reversed.

His proud work didn't even do any substantial damage to the two imps, and they were shot off with their hands, feet, and heads.

"What qualifications do heretics who create monsters have to call others monsters?"

Chu Zihang said coldly.

If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to pry out some valuable information, he would have killed this heretic scum with a knife.

Now Taylor. Donald's fate will pass to Lu Mingfei.

"You've got ten seconds."

Lu Mingfei put down the chainsaw sword and unloaded the magazine of the explosive pistol - there was still a "Red Lotus Galaxy Spiral" explosive bomb left in it.

"Ten seconds...... I say! I say it all! ”

"I'm just an alchemy-loving half-blood! This weird musical sound was given to me by the woman under his command! ”

Lu Mingfei took out the magazine that he hadn't finished firing just now, glanced at the number - three Metal Storm Bombs, and then reinserted it into the blaster.

"That Jiang Xiaoxue...... It's none of my business! That woman told me to do it! ”

"She said it was a gift for you, let me send it to your hospital room......"

With a soft sound, Lu Mingfei reloaded the explosive pistol.

"Don't kill me! You can't kill me! I'm already one of theirs! ”

"Even your leaders know ...... 'Emperor'! We are his ......"

"Bang!"

Heretical, crazy half-breed Taylor. Donald's cry was drowned out by the roar of the blaster gun, and it came to an abrupt end.

His sinful soul will be burned by the wrath of the Emperor.

"Sinful heretics deserve this honorific title too?"

Lu Mingfei said coldly, putting away the smoking explosive pistol.

"He said 'our leader'...... Is it Professor Schneider or President Angers? ”

Chu Zihang said softly.

"Ask the person in charge of this farce."

Lu Mingfei said, bending down to pick up the chainsaw sword on the ground.

Flowing blood and black blood dried up on the hot, shattered floor, winding like twisted vipers. Flames, blood, black smoke, dead monsters – they make up such a strange painting.