Chapter 32 31. The Tongtian Mountain
Road , the northern mountain range, the territory of the alien lord Nacre, the Tongding Mountain Road.
Now.
.Up
, up, up.
The poisonous mist is getting thicker and thicker, and with every step you take, you can feel the poisonous gas biting the armor.
Visible to the naked eye, the anti-corrosion layer on the armor instantly peeled off, revealing the shining metal layer underneath.
But as soon as the metal layer was exposed, stains of rust began to spread and climb on it.
Some Death Guard guards have deep wounds left on their armor due to previous battles. Now through the wounds, the innermost cotton layer can be clearly seen. Black and yellow are rendered on the cotton. The originally thick The cotton cloth was like a thin piece of paper at the moment, and seemed to tear at the slightest touch.
Now they are close to the top of the mountain. Since the artillery bombardment just now, Mortarion and his party have not encountered many enemy attacks. Occasionally, a few high-level puppets will use the terrain to sneak attack them, but they are all defeated by Mortarion. It’s seconds.
It seemed that the alien lord Nacre, who was cut off from supplies and then surrounded and consumed, was at the end of his rope.
.But
compared to the enemy, Barbarus's own poisonous gas seems to be a greater challenge for the group.
Haznir was the first to fail.
The poison gas seeped into a large wound on his leg. It was hard to imagine that the skin on his leg had even begun to fall off, revealing muscles that were corroded and turned white.
The sound of huffing and puffing breathing came from his armor, clearly suppressing the pain and forbearance.
Mortarion spoke,
"Murnau, take Haznir down the mountain the way you came to meet Mozar and the others."
Murnau raised his head and glanced at Mortarion. Hades felt that he was obviously He wanted to say something, but Murnau's own increasingly sluggish actions had already exposed his difficulties.
"Yes."
Murnau supported Haznir, who was obviously unwilling but had been weakened by the poisonous gas. The two of them turned back and limped down the mountain.
.However
, further up, the poisonous gas is still getting stronger.
Karastifon felt that he had difficulty breathing. The breathing backpack had been turned on to its maximum power. The buzzing sound reminded him that his breathing backpack seemed to be broken at any time.
He picked up his gun and found that the connection between the gun handle and the gun body had even been obviously broken.
The breathing hoses began to melt, and they fell away from the layers of armor.
And the remaining Death Guards have reached their limits.
Their movements became slower and slower, and their breathing became heavier and more stagnant. Under the armor, they were probably already pale, but they were still struggling to persevere.
"Carastiphon, you and the remaining Death Guard guards should evacuate."
Mortarion's forbearing and suppressed voice sounded.
Even if he is wearing the best armor, even if he is the original body, the poisonous gas here cannot be underestimated.
Calastiphon knew that they had reached their limit, and if they went further, there would be an abyss from which they could not return.
But can Mortarion really kill the alien lord Naklay and successfully retreat?
"Mortarion. Do you want to continue climbing up?"
"Yes."
Mortarion gritted his teeth. He had to kill his father with his own hands. He had already come this far.
His father was nakedly mocking him. He didn't even put up defenses in a place with high poison gas concentration - he
was mocking Mortarion for not daring to climb any higher, and mocking him for the impossibility of killing him.
The matter has come to this, the arrow is on the string and must be fired!
Today, Nacre, between you and me, only one can survive!
Calastiphon felt something beside him move past him, moving in the direction of Mortarion.
Calastiphon was suddenly stunned for a moment, was it Hades? !
"Hades, Hades, are you going to continue to climb up with Mortarion?!"
"Yes."
Hades feels uncomfortable now, even though he and Mortarion have a second layer of armor. The leather sewn by the alien lord was still there, but he could feel that this layer of material was slowly melting under the erosion of poisonous gas.
There wasn't much time left for him.
Not to mention that Hades' armor does not have a respiratory and circulatory system, which greatly hinders his breathing.
But Hades could still hold on.
Not yet at the point where I can collapse.
He can still keep going up.
.As
if he heard something incredible, Calastiphon shook his head, but he said nothing. He turned around and went down the mountain with the remaining Death Guards.
Before going down the mountain, he turned back and took a deep look at Hades and Mortarion.
It was as if they wanted to remember their presence forever, and also as if they were mourning the dying souls in advance.
Mortarion's tall figure gradually disappeared in the fog, and beside him, an uncomfortable aura also disappeared.
The top of the mountain is in sight.
The two people climbing silently are still going up.
"Can you?"
Mortarion's voice sounded again,
"Let's fight quickly."
Hades's wry smile came over.
It was obvious that even with the interlayer sewn with Alien Lord leather, this fully enclosed armor would not be able to function properly for long periods of time in the top layer of poisonous gas.
Once the armor stops functioning, even the original body cannot stay awake in this environment just by relying on excellent physical fitness.
"That's what I thought."
Mortarion turned back and glanced in the direction of Hades. As long as Hades could help him weaken his adoptive father's psychic abilities, Mortarion was guaranteed to be able to kill him. There was a head on the adoptive father's neck,
"Also, thank you."
Hades was stunned for a moment,
"It's okay, I know, it feels really uncomfortable to fight alone."
Hades once fought alone in the south.
In many moments of crisis, it would indeed be much easier if you had a comrade.
Hopefully he can keep the alien lord Naklay's magical powers at bay.
.The
top of the mountain has arrived.
This is a flat piece of land about the size of a basketball court, as if an ax had chipped off a piece of the top of the mountain.
The tall and strange figure stood there quietly, with poisonous gas surrounding it, and a long and broken cloak draped on its shoulders, moving automatically without the wind.
In fact, compared to those grotesque aliens, Mortarion's adoptive father, Naklay, was very close to humanoid in appearance.
This humanoid is taller than Mortarion, but stronger than Mortarion, like a giant.
It wears a simple battle-style costume, on which there are countless fine threads sewn with exquisite sacrificial pictures and spells.
Its dark gray and white skin was directly exposed to the poisonous gas, but it showed no corrosion at all, as if it had the same origin as the poisonous gas.
The eyes sunk deep in the eye sockets were covered with pale eyes, and thick yellow-red blood vessels covered the eyeballs.
Ominous and oppressive black-green psychic lightning flashed around it.
It holds a huge scythe - "Nullion" in its pale and huge hands. The alien technology makes it appear a strange copper-purple color.
Nacre did not wait in his fortress at a lower altitude. Instead, he stood on the top of the mountain, alone.
The moment it saw Mortarion, it let out a contemptuous sneer.
"Here we are at last, my cowardly son."
In the flash of lightning, Mortarion rushed forward with his scythe in hand.
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(End of this chapter)