Chapter 31 30. Sickle Battle
Barbarus, Northern Mountains, Alien Lord Nacre’s Territory, Mountainside.
Now.
.The
gloomy sky pressed down, and the thick poisonous gas was like a real river, slowly flowing around the soldiers.
Mortarion swung his scythe, and the chain wrapped around the lower part of the scythe rattled.
The blade was sharp and unparalleled, and every time the sickle swung, it splashed a bloody wind.
Countless corpses were piled up and scattered at his feet, and black-yellow pus slowly flowed out from the large wounds, gradually soaking the ground under his feet.
Near him, five Guardsmen led by Carastiphon were also fighting with their sickles.
Countless aliens, countless puppets, holding weapons high, pushing and howling, rushed forward, and were torn into pieces by scythes.
A little further away from them, Hades was also sweeping with his scythe.
He compressed the black field to five meters around his body, directly raised the sickle to kill in the dense crowd of puppets, rotated the sickle, and danced the dance of the dead souls in the crowd of puppets like a wild dancer.
When the high-level puppets angrily tried to rush over to fight, they would suddenly be overwhelmed by the sharply increased density of the black domain, and temporarily lose their fighting power.
What's more, he was so overwhelmed that he knelt down and trembled due to the surge of pressure.
Every time the sickle is turned, a slice of life is reaped.
Hades danced his sickle as if tirelessly, and his experience in the south had deeply tempered him. This warrior now knew how to obtain the enemy's life more efficiently and accurately in battle.
Only a short and precise death is the last mercy I can bestow on my enemy!
When only a few puppets were left in the dark group of puppets and collapsed and fled away, they suppressed the sickle in unison.
Mortarion's bodyguard, Haznir, took his gun from his back and aimed it at the puppets that were escaping sporadically.
Several gunshots were fired, and the puppet fell to the ground.
At this time, if someone looks up from the bottom of the mountain, they will see a road made of puppet corpses stacked up, like a twisted and winding earthworm, tirelessly twisting and slowly crawling up the mountain. Higher up.
"It went quite smoothly, I think."
Haznir's voice broke the silence first,
"Don't take it lightly, it's just the beginning."
Mortarion's dull voice sounded from the armor,
as if in response to Mo As Tallian said, Hades's voice rang out from a little far away, in a place that was "invisible and unobservable" to everyone.
"Dodge!!! Heaven!!"
Echoing Hades's words, a bright red light flashed faintly in the air where the poisonous mist rolled.
The seven people quickly ran towards the nearest obstacle and retreated, countless tiny sparks splashing down around them.
The tall body of the original body ran fast on the mountainous terrain, and Mortarion even picked up Murnau who staggered and almost fell down while running.
.When
the blood-red fireballs roared and revealed their ferocious faces from the sky -
the creatures on the ground also roared their anger.
"Fire!!!"
Death Guard Morag stood next to a cannon, his war sickle pointing directly at the fiery red ocean above the mountainside.
The artillery deployed in advance on the flat ground at the bottom of the mountain began to roar, and countless bright yellow ammunition screamed and suddenly cut through the poisonous fog that filled the sky.
This gorgeous bright yellow penetrates the layers of fog and pierces the sky!
Screaming shells, let out our deafening war cry! .When
Mortarion dragged the severed Hades into the pass bunker, the bright yellow at the front collided with the blood red, biting and exploding in the air, bright flowers exploded, fragments scattered, and screams Swooping towards the ground.
.After
the first bright flower blooms -
the flowers begin to compete for spring.
Its daybreak. The alien lord Nakre's few remaining artillery fires were poured out, but the cunning creature never expected that the once-small humans had also mastered the technology to improve and manufacture artillery
. Ha, what an arrogant alien. Today is your death day! When the roaring sky calmed down and the trembling earth subsided, the group of people who went up the mountain climbed out of the tattered and disfigured pass bunker that had been impacted by debris. On the ground plowed by the torn artillery fire, countless corpses were burning, and the pungent corpse odor could be smelled even by several people wearing closed respiratory and circulatory systems. The fire burned quietly. "Fortunately, after working overtime, we were able to arrange the artillery." Hades' slightly relaxed voice rang out. Before that, the Death Guard, who had just captured the plains at the bottom of the mountain, suddenly received information from the old stronghold behind them. On the equator of Barbarus, a faint golden light appeared in the poisonous gas that persisted all year round. Then, a messenger claiming to be from Terra arrived. He claims to have come to find a friend and is currently waiting at the old stronghold. Mortarion immediately changed his plan to climb to the top of the mountain in three days and planned to start climbing as soon as the night passed. For this reason, Karastifon and Mortarion argued. Carastiphon believed that the Death Guards who had just finished fighting on the plains needed to rest. At the same time, if they tried to climb that day, the heavy firepower and artillery would not be fully deployed. But Mortarion insisted on climbing to the top immediately. The so-called messenger from Terra. Mortarion felt panicked. This could not be a good thing. Mortarion had questioned what he was. A baby fell from the sky, where did Mortarion come from? .During the dispute between Mortarion and Karastifon. Hades also joined in, but Hades, who often advised playing it safe, uncharacteristically insisted on Mortarion's plan. "Give me a night. You don't need to set up everything. Just pick the key areas where there may be attacks, and set up artillery in a targeted manner." The next day, the Death Guard Guards and Mortarion, who were simply resting, saw At the foot of the mountain are the simply camouflaged and arranged artillery pieces, as well as a chicken coop with Hades with dark circles under his eyes. Mortarion looked at the sky. The sky that was bright and flashing just now became silent again, and the poisonous mist was rolling rapidly again. It seems that Hades' advance prediction and arrangement played a key role this time. ".Well done, Hades."
Hades shrugged, his armor shaking and making a rattling sound.
"It's time to continue going up."
He looked up, and the upward mountain road was now winding towards the top.
.Just
like a piece of ice can feel the heat of the sun, Hades can also vaguely feel the golden power at the other end of the mountain.
What Hades has to do now is already very simple.
Assist Mortarion in killing his adoptive father. If this succeeds, Mortarion's bargaining chips for rebellion will be reduced by one point in the future.
Even if they don't succeed, the Emperor will eventually come to the rescue, and there is a high probability that they will not die.
Hades knows that in this kind of game where I may not win, but I will never lose -
he usually likes to take a gamble.
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(end of this chapter)