The demons under the command of the Lord of Usurpation use psionic energy with subtlety.

The psionic fire was played with by them.

Colorful fireballs thrown through the confusion of water vapor in a giggling maniac laugh, each shot hitting the target with incredible precision, no matter which corner the person is hiding in.

When humans are struck by these fireballs, they are not only set on fire, but they are also transformed into the most disturbing and terrifying transformations, whether it is a screaming glass statue, a painful human face made of butterflies, maddening music, whimpering babies, or terrifying tentacle pieces of flesh.

It's also possible that nothing has changed.

That's right.

It's just that nothing happened, as if everything was a joke from subspace, but it just startled you, and this unknown change can be described as ecstatic to the dreadnosaur.

They don't care about anything else.

What is wanted is this ecstatic change, where everything is stirred into a mad color in the unknown, and it never ends, never stops.

New York Harbor has been reduced to a paradise for the demons of Chaos.

Just two low-level demons descending from subspace through good carriers have made humans experience what it means to be a surprise from magic with their bodies.

The battlefield is changing from moment to moment.

When the Tzeentchi was wreaking havoc at their heart's content, in a chaotic subspace, a pair of dark blue eyes suddenly opened, and those rational and determined human eyes pierced through the surface camouflage of the subspace, and through the chaotic colors like from the stars, they accurately fell on the source of chaos of the demon.

The demon fears, who were raging in the material realm, immediately sensed the danger.

The psyker!

In the command room of the human gunship, Charles's soul seemed to be the most shining jewel, shining brightly, approaching them with a powerful psychic power.

The unavoidable demon dreads obviously don't want to end the game so quickly.

The colorful and brilliant light of the psionic fire pierced through the diffuse water vapor, roaring at an extremely fast speed, and the shrill laughter that brought despair and fear to mortals gradually became clear, which was simply an excellent trigger for countless people to PTSD, and almost no one dared to stand up and resist.

Moira was one of the few who resisted.

After quickly adjusting to the nightmare battlefield, she immediately realized from the actions of the demon fears that Charles, who was closing his eyes, was the key.

"Get moving! Whoever can move, move, protect him! ”

There were few responders, because Moira was just an outsider, and the frightened Coast Guard preferred to escort Captain Haaland out of hell.

The fear of chaos is a little stronger than death.

It's like a spirit.

In the face of the despair of the demons, the prayers to God were not answered, and the morale of the human side had already collapsed. And the real God is here, watching as Moira grabbed a rifle and the iron-clad woman stopped in front of Charles.

Moira suddenly noticed Li Lin.

When she saw that Li Lin was still standing there stupidly, her blood pressure suddenly became full, but she was not so scared.

"What are you doing standing there, come here and protect Charles!"

"Is this your wish?" Li Lin suddenly spoke up.

"What?"

Moira really can't wait to take the butt of her gun to Li Lin, when will she still talk this nonsense, her only hope is Charles, Charles is alive They can live. If Charles dies, the entire Coast Guard will become a toy for monsters.

In order to protect Charles, she can do without her life!

"I granted your wish."

Li Lin suddenly showed a mysterious smile, he hadn't helped others for a long time, and the long-lost wishing session made the Lord of Subspace feel happy, and decided to fulfill Moira's little wish. Of course, it didn't cost her anything, God was generous, and heard everyone's cries for help.

This is also the desire of all human beings here and now.

Especially the human centipede embedded in the deck.

Rumble!!!

Moira didn't hear what Li Lin said clearly at all, and a loud explosion came from the side of the command room, and colorful psionic fires poured in and burned in an instant!

She closed her eyes directly, according to her feelings, and screamed in her heart and pulled the trigger at the shrill smile.

Da-da-da-da!

Bullets erupt from the muzzle, and the metallic bullet spins steadily at high speed, heading towards the target. The bullet wrapped in lethal kinetic energy was easily captured by the chaotic force as it passed through the psionic fire, and the bullet transformed into explosive filth by the terrifying force was ejected out of the window from another incredible angle.

The Demon Dread's casual spell casting is not taken to heart.

They were about to kill Charles's physical body.

But I was stunned to find out.

In the messy command room, I don't know when a second Charles appeared, two identical Charles, and even the souls in subspace were just as bright.

What's going on???

The demon is not a brainless reckless man, go up and cut them all down, and their first reaction to this interesting situation is to study and study first, to see what kind of goods actually have such a clever disguise. This is completely out of instinctive curiosity, and the quality of knowledge, which is a rare civilization among demons.

In this brief pause of less than a second, the dreador stopped.

Suddenly!

A twisted, serpentine black shadow slammed into the porthole, and the human centipede, torn apart by the explosion, pulled at the horrific patchwork of connected bodies, wielding the glued hands and legs, and rushed straight at the dreadnosaur.

Agonized souls, before they were completely defiled and corrupted, knew who was responsible for making them into this painful appearance. And the demon fears didn't notice that the bullets that bounced off their hands actually caused them so much trouble, which was really inexplicable!

Instantly bind the demon strangulation in your body!

The layers of screams and screams shook the metal hull inch by inch, and the human centipede was like a wild horse that tied up the two fears, madly inflicting primitive and savage damage to them.

This eye-catching battle scene is terrifying to the extreme.

The entire ship slowly disintegrated in the midst of the destruction.

The fighting of the subspace filth gave the human race a chance to breathe, and Raven, who had just transformed into Charles, directly lifted the disguise of change with a pale face.

She instinctively covered her mouth.

The wriggling limbs, the struggling flesh, and the pervasive noise of negative emotions were all tormenting her nerves. Just by glancing, you can affirm from the bottom of your heart that chaos should not exist in the world!

The human centipede is like a burned and melted candle and begins to rot and flow.

Enraged, Tzeentch destroyed his creation, and used this material body to merge into a better two-headed demon.

Now, it doesn't have to worry about who acted and how.

Because they are one.

Countless pairs of compound eyes stared at Raven at the same time, and the greedy malice was revealed, as if to say that we were also one, and we were all insignificant crumbs of the will of the Lord of Change.