Mucus, flowing slowly.

It slowly sank to the cold ground, and then smeared on the tiles as the man moved.

The man blinked in confusion, but there was nothing else in the hollow eye sockets, and the eyes had long since decayed, and through the eyes he had broken open, the thick, gelatinous flesh-yellow substance behind the sockets was clearly visible.

It hurts

The dull pain was cutting through his flesh piece by piece like a knife, he was rotting, he was inevitably sliding to death.

But he is not dead yet, because the devil needs him to live.

Behind him, a large reservoir was hollowed in, densely stuffed with red-striped human figures and fruits crushed by human struggles, rotten juices mixed with human bodily fluids, releasing the smell of decay.

The fruit still falls into this pool.

They are imprisoned here, alive, awake, and in pain.

But now, they will be exploited.

"Let's go!"

The woman's hiss rang out, and the man blinked in confusion, his mushy brain no longer allowing him to think too much, but he vaguely recognized it as their leader's voice.

"I will deliver you."

He believed that Lord Ribo would lead them to freedom.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The adult was crying, and the man tried to grin and comfort her, but he did not succeed in doing so.

So he slowly struggled to squeeze out of the pool of liquid, his arms becoming weak, and he gnawed at the hard walls with his teeth to separate himself from the crowd.

He's a signal.

Since the man, the dense crowd began to squirm.

The first walking corpse emerged from the western part of the city and was discovered by Cathar Team 26.

A gunshot rang out, kicking off the second phase of this war.

The bullet whistled with rage, piercing the head of the walking corpse with precision, and with a senseless shake, the walking corpse fell.

The cathars were faithfully teleported back to Hades and Kirkland Sage in the rear.

No, if it were just this level, the reinforcements in the forest would not have been silent.

Hades, who was manipulating the plasma cutter to split the Blackstone Obelisk, was trying to open a larger gap for repairs.

It is possible that there are too many troops on the opposite side, it is possible that there is an ambush in the forest, but it is also possible . There are other high-power units as well.

"Watch out for raids."

Hades turned on the communication channel and said to Kirkland.

And Kirkland Sage is here at the last line of defense, although he wants to go to the front line, but if the enemy uses surprise attacks or teleportation methods to reach this square directly, then he will be the last barrier to protect Hades to repair the obelisk.

More and more walking corpses staggered out of the mist, and the fog that had surrounded the forest began to spread towards the city with the arrival of the army.

The first echelon of cathars stood on the city walls, cooperating with each other to shoot at the walking corpses, and the sound of arc rifles continued.

Batch after batch of walking corpses fell, oozing viscous bodily fluids.

Their companions behind them unconsciously trampled on the pile of corpses, deep and shallow.

Kirkland Sage stared at the footage coming from the front-line cathars, and the computing engine calculated precisely—

When another walking corpse fell on top of the pile, Kirkland's order was immediately conveyed to the cathar's mind.

[Set fire.] ］

The incendiary grenade sliced in a graceful arc and was thrown precisely over the pile of corpses.

"Boom!"

Relying on the huge amount of organic matter, the fiery red flames exploded in an instant, and the raging flames immediately devoured the walking corpses that were besieging the city.

But the walking corpses behind them were still moving forward unconsciously, they had long been accustomed to a thousand times more piercing pain, the flames burning on them, the salty fat melting into grease, dripping between the flames, crackling.

Thick smoke billowed up, and the stench of burnt could be smelled even in the farthest reaches of the city.

"It's crazy, it's crazy."

Kirkland Sage whispered, the scene of the rotten crowd slowly but surely walking towards the line of fire was too shocking.

But the scene before us was good, those enemies were tantamount to self-destruction, and their corpses were the best fuel for the flames.

And yet—

"Knock~Knock~Knock~T

The bell rings, and the praise is sung seven times.

The walking corpses shuddered and stopped, their confused eyes blinking, and they began to gather in a circle of seven.

Kirkland Sage shuddered violently, no!

The sage, based on his experience of briefly encountering demons, deduced that this was definitely not a good thing.

[Attack!] Can't let them form a circle! ］

[Prioritize attacking the queue that is about to form a circle!] ］

The cathars' firepower immediately poured down, but the crowd gathered on the opposite side was so large that a circle of seven was still completed.

The Kirkland Sage paid close attention to the picture that came to him—

The seven men knelt down, and then, as if pinched by a giant hand, trembled and spilled flesh and fluid from the top and bottom of their bodies.

"Bang!"

Flesh splattered, twisted and began to take shape.

In less than a few breaths, a bloated creature the size of a man appeared in the middle of the sacrificial circle.

The body was extremely swollen, and the red ulcers were large patches on top of the-green skin, and the mucus swirled through the rotten translucent skin.

Varying in height and beneath the sharp horns that shone with a strange light, was a light red one-eyed scar the size of a scar.

A long, bright red tongue sticks out and licks its one eye.

After experiencing a demon like a fly, Kirkland Sage was once again shaken by his heart.

But he glanced at Hades, who was still trying his best to repair the obelisk in the channel, and silently stabilized his mentality.

He will sweep away all this blasphemy.

Information about the new enemy was quickly fed into the logic engine, and Kirkland began to analyze and summarize.

At the same time, the refined and simplified information was also transmitted to Hades.

When he saw the sage transmitting the data, Hades couldn't hold back and scolded directly in his heart.

MD, this TM is a plague toad!

The Plague Toad, which can be understood as a large water bag filled with venom, is the lower class in Nurgle's army, so it is not very expensive to summon them.

But now this scene.

"Retreat! Fall back! ”

"Fire suppression, and then the first echelon comes down!"

As if to respond to Hades's words, the plague toads outside the city walls rolled their dripping eyes, and then jumped straight up—

Some of the toads rushed directly into the cathars on the city walls, and the slow cathars were crushed to death by the toads on the spot, or killed by the toads with their tongues or spikes.

The quick-reacting cathars hurriedly began shooting.

However, the toad that was set on fire exploded directly, and the venom splashed!

The splashed fell to their knees with a wail, and the toxins and plague broke through their wet defenses in an instant.

Kirkland Sage began to calculate.

Orders are compulsorily given.

The cathars who were close to the plague toad and had already suffered damage suddenly rushed forward and dragged the toad in the upper city with their powered swords, while the remaining cathars quickly retreated and scattered into the streets, and when they reached a safe distance, they began to burst into flames.

"Ahhhh

"For the sake of Ohm Messiah!"

Kirkland Magi did not control the cathars' vocalizations, and screams and praises arose.

"Bang!"

For a moment, the explosion of toads and the rotten sizzles of cathars intermingled.

And some of the toads under the city, seeing that the fire above the city wall had been suppressed, jumped to the side of the fire in a hurry—

"Gross-"

The venom that filled the entire toad was vomited, and the slime surged to cover the corpse, and the originally fierce flames immediately became a head shorter.

The army of the walking dead is back on the march.

With the help of the previously sacrificed personnel, the first echelon of cathars successfully withdrew to the established position, and after the distance was guaranteed, the large toads were shot one after another.

Hades gritted his teeth as he looked at the video footage that had darkened.

MD, careless.

The Plague Toads weren't very advanced troops, and the creatures that writhed in the mud of Nurgle's Garden were even disgusted by Nurgle.

But now the other side is relying on these toads to break their first line of defense.

Although Hades knew that the first line of defense would definitely be defeated, he was still quite unhappy to be defeated by the opposite side in such a cost-effective way, and even killed several cathars.

The sound of crackling electricity grabbed Hades' attention, and Hades struggled to control his breathing.

No, Hades, you can't be distracted.

After simply transmitting the Nurgle class he knew was more common to the Kirkland Sage, Hades gritted his teeth and continued to maneuver the servo arm deeper.

As Hades rushed to repair, a tiny cloud of black lightning began to wrap around the blackstone obelisk again.

And on the side of Hades, who was forcibly repaired, on the other side of the city, fierce street fighting began.

The first walking corpses unflinching stepped on the mines they had planted in advance, and the heavy machine guns mounted at the main street control points began to spray their fire wildly.

Enemies fell in pieces, lives cascading like drops of water from a waterfall into a cliff, irretrievably falling into darkness.

But their purpose has been achieved.

Even though these walking corpses did not have the means to attack from a distance, even if they fell in pieces, the continuous stream of corpses soon began to compress their encirclement.

The dense mines were swept away by the opposite side with indifferent lives.

They walked silently and slowly through the familiar streets, the mist slowly filling with their deaths.

But the cathars aren't good either.

By the time the walking corpses were suppressed to the area of the second echelon, the gathered cathars could already deal with the rush of corpses.

Accurately calculated alternate shots, firepower gushing, arcs flashing, skeleton horns swirling in the air, singing the glory of the god of all machines!

Even when controlled by the code, some of the brave and militant cathars began to spit on the blasphemy on the other side.

They were at a stalemate for a while.

But the deadlock was soon broken by unexpected visitors.

A roar sounded, and in the mist, a towering figure loomed.

The sound of footsteps hitting the ground pounded heavily on everyone's heartbeat.

The earth trembled.

Soon, the figure burst out with a fierce firelight!

Dense bullets pierced the bunkers directly, swirling around tearing apart the firing army.

The humming giant chainsaw sword tore through the mist, and the cathar at the forefront—

A behemoth more than eight meters tall suddenly appeared in front of everyone!

Why. Why would a knight mecha appear on a planet with a low military rank?!

Realizing what was on the other side, Kirkland Sage let out a desperate electric scream.

Finished! It's all over!

The Knight Mecha was originally a kind of woodcutter in the Golden Age, but by the time of the Great Expedition, these powerful machines had long been monopolized by the Mecha Sect and the Knight Family.

These knight mechas, which are bigger than the dreadnought mecha and smaller than the war dog-level titans, can directly turn the tide of the battle!

They don't have heavy firepower, they don't have another mech or Titan, what do they take to fight the other side?

Whether they can break through the ion shield on the opposite side with their existing firepower is a question!

Kirkland looked at the image in disbelief.

But in fact, there is no need for a channel, and the tall figure of the knight mecha is clearly visible even if it stands at the edge of the square.

It wasn't a regular mech.

It is smaller than the average mech, and it is pitch black throughout, with no decorations other than carved vines that represent the knight family.

The weirdest thing is that its pilot is not in the cockpit of a normal mech!

On top of the knight's mecha's broad arms, a black pole that looked like a cross stabbed straight into the sky, and the transmission pipe climbed along the pole, directly between the severed limbs of the pilot above.

Above, a white-haired woman with amputated limbs hung her head, tied to a flagpole by carved black vines, her long hair covering most of her body and face, her bony and ribs clearly visible.

"Save them."

She felt like she was dead, but in the sage's vision, information and data were flowing from her severed limbs into the pipes.

"I'm sorry. Sorry"

It seemed to be a target-like driver, but in fact, the light of the ion shield was slightly reflected around the woman.

This. What the hell is this?

Oh Oh Messiah!

But there was no time to sigh, the sage manipulated the cathars to dodge, while quickly gathering information from the other side.

To his slight relief, this mech wasn't a heavily armed model owned by the Mechists, it was a bit more rudimentary than them.

Perhaps because of the strange way of driving, there is no fire deployed overhead.

The only weapons equipped are two chainsaw swords and a long-range rapid-fire cannon.

Moreover, the sage realized in disbelief that the black pole was made of black stone, and the woman on it was an untouchable person!

In an army of psionic powers, an untouchable has appeared!

Demons, this subspace psionic creature that can take advantage of the untouchable?!

Kirkland felt that what he had seen and heard in one day was enough to upend all the things he had seen and heard before.

Under the surprise attack of the mechs, the cathars did not even have time to retreat, let alone counterattack.

And the dense walking corpses at the feet of the mechs can't make the cathars use hot melt weapons!

[Retreat!] Fall back! ］

With the engine calculating and the win rate calculated to be zero, Kirkland chose to disperse and withdraw the existing cathars, because their presence simply could not delay the mechs on the opposite side for a minute or a second!

The huge mecha goes straight to the square!

Kirkland Sages had begun to compress the information, transferring what they had learned to the hardest of storages.

Although he had not been happy with others in the possession of his knowledge, now, in the face of this absurdity, the Kirkland Sage must let future generations know about it.

However, Hades, who was still immersed in repairs over there, suddenly threw something at the sage, interrupting the sage's compressed message,

"It's up to you, I'm sorry."

The sage stared at the weapon that Hades had thrown at him.

The pointer on the win rate calculator moved weakly by one degree.

But it didn't matter, the sage continued to compress what he had learned all his life, ready to teleport.

On the other side, the gathered walking corpses resumed their ritual calls.

The buzz of flies sounded.

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