According to Duanmu Huai's idea, the next thing is for everyone to rush up and start a righteous group fight.

However.........

"Uh......... What a taste of this! ”

"It stinks........."

"It smells bad........."

"It's disgusting........."

Most of the girls who had just been summoned had just come back to their senses, and they were dizzy from the smell of the oncoming gas. Fortunately, Ann raised her hand and quickly made a gesture, accompanied by the aura of magic, which made everyone feel a lot better.

"Mr. Knight, can you speak first next time......... Wow, what a monster! It's scarier than Mr. Knight! ”

“………………………”

I thank you.

Hearing Ann's scream, Duanmu Huai sighed, and then he raised his head to look at the fat in front of him, his whole body was swollen, with tattered wings, and there was no good place on his body, and there was a demonic prototype full of abscesses.........

Okay, at least Lao Tzu looks better than him, MMP.

"What's going on?"

Looking at the girls who suddenly appeared, even Motarian was stunned for a moment, this is not to say that he has not seen women on the battlefield, but the problem is ......... These girls didn't even wear armor and protective clothing, but they were able to stand in front of them like this, and they were even in the mood to complain!

The stench that makes Ann and the others complain is not just the stench, in fact, even if you completely seal the armor and completely circulate the interior, you still can't shield this stench. It's not just a gas in the physical sense, it's a curse from subspace. Whether mortals or space marines, once they inhale this terrifying poisonous gas, their whole body will soon fester, and the blessing of their father will spread throughout their bodies, making them feel the most terrifying power from the depths of their pain and life.

The same should be true of these maidens, whose fair skin should swell in their own poisonous gas, blistering and festering, and then countless flies gushing out of it, absorbing the nutrients from the flesh and turning these fragile mortals into rotting flesh.

But now, they are standing here safe and sound, and they are even in the mood to complain about the environment here!

"Give it to me!"

With the experience of pushing the boss countless times, Duanmu Huai naturally did not let go of Motarian's surprise and distraction at this moment, and he understood why Motarian was surprised and why he was surprised. Because strictly speaking, Ann and Motarian belong to the same subspace creatures, and they have their own World Fragment rules to guard. So that's why soul walkers are not so expensive——— Space Marines and Mechanics can recruit a million soldiers, but there will be no one left who can stand in front of Motarian, although Duanmu Huai can only summon less than ten companions, but they are completely immune to the evil power from Chaos!

Duanmu Huai roared angrily, and the black flames on his body instantly erupted, enveloping the girls, and the black flames washed the entire bridge deck like a tide. Even the spreading stench and swarm of spores suddenly dispersed under the impact of the black flames, and became much thinner.

Black Flame Shelter!

Black flames burst out from the girls' bodies, forming shields to block threats from the outside. At the same time, Duanmu Huai jumped up, holding the Thunder War Hammer in his hand, and roared angrily and rushed directly in front of Motarian, slamming down on him!

"Hoo —————"

Motarian raised his scythe, and an icy chill erupted from his air intake, condensing even the walls around him. The scythe swept across and slashed at Duanmu Huai's body. Then it collided directly with the warhammer that emitted thunderous flames.

"Knock !!"

It stands to reason that with the height ratio between Duanmu Huai and Motarian, Duanmu Huai has already been beaten out at this time. However, in fact, both sides only trembled slightly, and even the deck was not spared from the confrontation of huge forces, and let out a squeaky wail that suddenly sank——— I don't know if it was the wail from the battleship itself.

But at the same time, others also went into action.

Gurney leapt to her feet, her right hand turning into a dragon's claw, and the blazing flames boiled and exploded on it, tearing through the icy breath and blasting it at Motarion's face. On the other side, An Ze raised his hands high, and with the formation of the magic array, a huge fireball fell from the sky and smashed directly into the huge body.

Still, Motarian is not fighting alone.

Several figures flew out like ghosts and rushed towards the battlefield of the girls. Dressed in patina, corrupt and foul-smelling armor and wielding scythes, they were Mortarion's personal guards of death, and they were Mortarion's most loyal sword and shield when their original bodies were in the service of the Empire and the Emperor, and this loyalty has not changed even now that they have taken refuge in the evil gods.

The shining scythe swung through and fought with the oncoming enemy. Ogis's fingers trembled slightly, and the invisible doll's silk thread wrapped around the scythe full of corruption and germs, and then she casually threw down the suitcase beside her, only to see that the next moment, a huge giant puppet with a white mask like a cold-faced killer flew out of it and pounced on the enemy in front of her.

On the other side, Lorena also clutched the holy book in her hand, and in front of the huge, bloated and strong body of the death shroud, the petite girl was almost like a baby. But she was able to easily dodge the whirlwind attacks of the Death Suit, which wielded a scythe and brought up hurricanes that were enough to tear anything that dared into it to shreds.

However, Lorena burrowed into it like a butterfly through the gap in the air current, and rushed in front of the death shroud with light and dexterity, and then she stretched out her white jade flawless right hand and clenched it into a fist. Jiao scolded and threw a punch that hit the swollen belly of the death shroud.

What seemed like a child's play had an unexpected effect, as the rotten armor of the Death Jacket shattered like a porcelain doll smashed by a stone, and the massive body of the Death Jacket flew backwards like a pin smashed by a bowling ball, and then slammed into a puddle of mud on the bloody walls.

The Night Guards did not stop as the maidens fought, they had no flesh, and their souls were protected by the Inquisition and the Death of Destiny, so the lethal gases and spores were meaningless to them. Even as the swarms of poisonous flies swirled into the armor of the Night Guards, they couldn't find the slightest bit of flesh that could infect them, and they were greeted only by cold steel and scorching gunfire.

"Bang Bang !!"

Death Guards are experienced in combat, but what about Night Guards? The two sides come and go, and they can't fight. Gunfire erupted, and the core of the battlefield was still the battle between Duanmu Huai and Motarian.

Motarian swung his scythe, roaring psionic power flying in all directions, while Duanmu Huai gripped the hammer and resisted a scythe the size of his own body. Beside them, Ann and Gurney erupted in dazzling firelight, dispelling the oncoming psionic waves and the winds of death again and again.

"You will never win!!"

Duanmu Huai wielded a war hammer and roared loudly as he pushed forward.

"You betrayed the Empire, you betrayed the Emperor, you attacked Terra, but you still failed!"

"Boom!!"

"The Empire has lost the Emperor, and you have launched thirteen Black Expeditions, and yet, you have failed!"

"Bang!!"

"And now, you're still going to fail! Same as before! It doesn't make any difference! You will fail! This time, it will be total destruction, and your defeat will bring about ultimate destruction! Accept your fate, traitor!! Your fate was decided the moment you betrayed the Empire, betrayed humanity! ”

"Shut up!!"

Motarian roared, gasping for breath and swinging the scythe in his hand, once again forcing back Firin, who had turned into an ice dragon and rushed up.

"The empire has fallen, the puppet emperor has long since died, this time, it will be our victory! We will rebuild our own world on the corpse of the Empire! ”

"Let's wait until you've won once!!"

Duanmu Huai blasted out with a hammer, hitting the scythe that was slashed by the whistling, smashing the sickle directly, and at the same time he rushed forward with an arrow step, and the jetpack behind him suddenly exploded, at the same time, Duanmu Huai's right hand quietly turned around, only to see a holy sword appeared on his side almost without brilliance, and then Duanmu Huai shouted and jumped up, and the war hammer in his hand smashed directly into Motarian's forehead.

"Die!!"

Motarian seized the moment, his power erupted again, the twisted, dilapidated wings spread straight, and the piercing screams and the sound of psionic energy breaking through the air at this moment were like bursting thunder and lightning, completely engulfing the Duanmu locust in mid-air.

Motarian was sure that this blow would be enough to destroy any enemy who dared to stand in his way, so when he saw Duanmu Locust emerge from it intact and come to him, Motarian felt irrepressible shock and surprise.

"In the name of the Inquisition, in the name of humanity, die, Motarian—————!!"

The thunder hammer slammed into Motarian's face, and the breathing apparatus and mask that he had worn for a long time, almost fused with flesh and blood, were completely shattered at this moment, and the surging power almost penetrated Motarion's body, slamming it to the ground like an invisible giant hammer.

Motarian let out a wail, and for the first time he felt the power that filled his body was fading, like a leaky ball. And his huge body, which had been transformed after the ascension, seemed to be gradually decaying and shrinking. But Motarian didn't give up, he had always been stoic, no matter what kind of pain he encountered——— he was able to endure it all the time, just now, and even all the time.

Duanmu Huai fell heavily to the ground, and in the battle just now, his body seemed to gradually become larger, as if the shrunken part of Motarian was absorbed by Duanmu Huai. He looked up, the scarlet eyes on his helmet shining with the same inorganic brilliance as ever, and the thunder hammer in his hand still shone brightly, full of lightning.

"The Empire is dead, mortal."

Motarian looked up, his distorted, ugly, mutated face completely exposed to air, and he took a deep breath and stared at Duanmu Locust.

"What are you fighting for? The puppet emperor has long since disappeared, the brilliance of the star torch has been extinguished, and the wreckage of the empire is shattered, don't you still understand that the puppet emperor's lie is just a hoax? ”

"Of course I know the emperor is an idiot, but what does it have to do with me."

Duanmu Huai raised the war hammer again, and the surging divine power of the God of Destruction surged in his body, and at this moment, Duanmu Huai was like an engine that had been started to the limit, full of unimaginable power.

“…………………？？？”

I have to say that hearing Duanmu Huai's answer, Motarian was stunned, although he also felt that the emperor was not a good thing, but he never thought that a person wearing imperial armor and holding a thunder war hammer in his hand to fight for the puppet emperor would actually say such vulgar language as "the emperor is a fool" so lightly.........

Well, even if you kill Motarian, you can't imagine that there is such a player.

"The Inquisition fights to protect humanity, and we fight to defend ourselves——— so do you learn from you, a fool, to fall on your knees in front of the Corrupted Dirt and become a talking piece of shit? Sorry, I'm not interested in that. ”

Duanmu Huai gripped the hammer again and lifted it up.

"I'm sorry, I want to be a good person."

“…………………！！”

The next moment, the two sides fought together again.