Chapter 10 01.0010: "Countdown to evacuation!"

"Hurry! They're upstairs!"

As the huntress stood up with the help of the wall, she heard a lot of chaotic footsteps coming from the corridor.

She endured the numbness in her body and limped to the steel door, pushed it shut with all her strength, and locked it with the bolt.

Then he leaned against the door, watching Horatio in a stalemate with the Ogryns, holding tight against the gate.

"Is that all the strength you have? Little fly." The Ogryn laughed.

Horatio lowered his head and said nothing, his fist against the sturdy iron hand began to tremble violently.

Crackling——

"Huh?" The fat guy heard some strange noises, and his eyes quickly glanced at his creaking fist.

pat!

A small piece of ceramic steel broke off the gauntlet and fell to the ground.

The fat Ogrin was stunned for a moment.

Although he was not very smart, he knew that ceramic steel was a very strong material, hard and durable, and could even block explosive bombs. How could it be broken by this kid's punch? !

pat!pat!
The ceramic steel gauntlet could no longer withstand the hydraulic-like pressure and began to crack evenly from the center.

"No! No! No!" the Fatty shouted, and immediately raised his other hand and tried to swing it at Horatio's head.

Bang! A loud explosion spread across the entire rooftop.

The entire arm exploded from the inside out in an instant, and the shattered bones, along with flesh, blood, medals, and ceramic steel fragments, flew everywhere, staining half of Horatio's face red.

The big guy staggered back and sat down on the ground, staring in disbelief at the weak, thin, black-haired young man with a bloody face in front of him, his eyes full of fear.

[How did the Chaos Enforcement Department keep such a ruthless person locked up for half a year...]
The huntress stood there in a daze, her eyelids twitching constantly. She swallowed, and her initial pure contempt for him turned into fear.

[This is no longer... an ordinary death row inmate.]
Bang! Bang! It was not until the door slammed violently from behind and pushed her forward that she came to her senses.

"Open the door! Open it! Bring us the demolition tools!"

Oh no, they are all here!
"Ah! Ahhh!"

After suffering a serious injury, the human body will urgently paralyze the nerves in the injured area, but this numbness will soon pass, and when consciousness returns, a surge of pain will sweep through the brain.

"I'm going to kill you! Kowtow to me and admit your mistake!" The big guy jumped up comically and swung at Horatio's head.

Horatio kept his eyes on the distance, and just before the huge fist smashed his head, he not only did not dodge, but instead leaped towards the Ogryn ape with his iron fist raised high.

『+Full power+』

『+Attention: Emergency cooling! +』

By the time the fat man's slow brain realized that his reckless attack would completely destroy him, it was already too late.

puff--

The fat head burst like a big watermelon being hit by a baseball bat in mid-air.

A hazy blood mist floated down from the sky, and the unpleasant smell of blood hit people in the face. The tissue that had turned into a paste was sprayed all over the ground. There was not a single piece of ceramic steel helmet larger than five square centimeters to be found on the ground.

Horatio gasped and staggered to his feet, his body aching and his artificial limbs trembling and making a hissing sound.

Scorching steam gushed out from the pressure relief hole, and soon his entire body was surrounded by smoke and became unbearably hot and stuffy.

in front of him.

The unclean club fell to the ground, and the fat headless body staggered to the ground, then fell forward to his knees at Horatio's feet with a thud, as if kowtowing.

"...Just now he told me to kowtow, but I kowtowed first. Unfortunately, there was no head."

Horatio snorted coldly and shook off the remnants of flesh and blood from the iron hand.

However, Horatio, who was already malnourished, felt dizzy and had black vision due to excessive exertion during this period.

He stood there rubbing his temples for a long time, until the huntress came running over in a panic.

"God-Emperor, this... this was done by you...?" The female hunter's pupils trembled as she slowly walked across the bloody ground and asked in a trembling voice of disbelief.

The scene before her was too terrifying and beyond her psychological endurance. She put her fingers together to cover her lips, her stomach churning with discomfort.

Normally, a warrior as powerful as him would be recruited, transformed into a Chapter Space Marine, and become the Emperor's angel of death to serve the Empire loyally. What kind of negligence could have led to such a person slipping through the net?

Buzz! Buzz! The terrible sound of the chainsaw came from outside the door in the distance, and it was still clearly audible from such a distance.

The door was forced open a crack, and the chainsaw stretched out violently, hitting the door bolt hard, spraying out dazzling sparks.

"Ahem! Hurry up, they are going to break through the gate! Hurry!" The Huntress panicked and took out a handkerchief from her arms to wipe the residue from the corner of her lips, grabbed Horatio's original left arm and ran forward.

"Wait." Horatio let out a long breath of relief, bent down and picked up the half remaining storage board.

"Forget about that scrap metal, and get going!"

"I worked so hard to get it, how can I just throw it away? What a pity."

Horatio took half of the storage board and followed the Huntress to the shuttle.

Snap! The chainsaw cut through the latch.

"Don't let them run away! Chase them!" the fat man shouted, pushing the cultists blocking the door.

Horatio and the Huntress took the opportunity to rush into the shuttle cabin and headed straight for the driver's seat.

The Lady Hunter was looking for something and took out a square chip with the Ministry of Justice logo on it.

"I need to paralyze the machine soul identification, it will be done soon, cover me, don't let them come over."

Speaking of machine souls...

Horatio remembered that the soul fire he had collected should be enough.

『+Soul Fire: 20/20+』

『+Activatable functions+』

"+Activating the favor of the machine soul...1%+"
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The leading cultist had just taken two steps when he saw the tragically dead body of the fat man and a horrific mess of blood, so he stopped running.

"Hello, hey, hey...that, that's Anton?" The gentleman was frightened and his legs were shaking.

"What kind of guy could beat him like that..."

"If they can beat Anton like this, wouldn't it be like we're going to die if we go up there?!"

"Go! Cowards will not receive any reward from the Prince of Pleasure, and will only become playthings of others!" the high priest shouted, grabbing his cane and continuously hitting and whipping the hesitant cultists.

"For...for pleasure...Pfft!"

Without waiting for these cultists to regroup.

Da da da! A short burst of fire killed three people on the spot, frightening the cultists so much that the morale they had finally aroused disappeared in an instant, and they retreated one after another.

Horatio used the hatch as cover and kept watch on all sides.

None of the cultists had the ability to outshoot him on flat ground with no cover.

"Tsk!" The high priest saw that the sacrifice was about to escape with something that must not be discovered, and he became anxious. He reached into the pocket of his robe with his fat hand and pressed a switch.

Buzz - the piercing, ethereal sound made Horatio feel a sharp pain in his eardrums. "Damn, what is this..." He covered his ears, his face twisted with pain.

He caught a glimpse of the cultists from the corner of his eye. They stood there stiffly, and soon they all turned to face him.

"Ha!" A huge group of people rushed over shouting.

Horatio endured the pain and raised his gun to shoot.

People kept getting shot and falling to the ground, but it had no effect on morale at all.

[This is impossible!]
Horatio couldn't believe what he saw. How could a guy who was so cowardly just now have the courage to suddenly become a dead man?
"It's done!" he yelled.

"The shuttle's soul has been pre-programmed with an anti-paralysis code that can identify the Ministry of Justice's customized version..."

Horatio frowned as he watched the red "No Access" code flashing on the screen.

"I'll try."

『+Activate: Machine Soul Favor+』

『+Energy: 1/6+』

『+Psychic Power: 2/6+』

+Corruption: 4/6+

『+Soul Fire: 0/40+』

The fingertips of the prosthetic limb suddenly opened, and a dendrite extended from it.

Horatio plugs the dendrite into the socket.

"++!!!++"

"++Unknown forced access source++"

"++Blocking... Authorization verification, welcome to visit++"

Almost instantly, he heard some kind of mechanical code sound, and his cold resistance turned into enthusiasm and cheerfulness, just like a dog as excited as seeing its long-lost owner.

Although Horatio didn't know whether this thing was related to the arcane circuit, it at least activated the control access rights of the shuttle.

"The shuttle's fixed lock has not been opened yet." The Huntress said after trying to increase the power.

"Leave it to me." Horatio walked out of the shuttle with a gun.

Fifty or sixty cultists were rushing over, armed with blunt objects and sticks, and it looked like they wanted to capture him alive.

[+The ground lock is next to the landing gear. You will see a latch-like thing. Open it. +]

The two communicated through the communicator.

【+Give me a minute. When the time is up, I will take off no matter what. +】

【+What about you? +】

【+I have my own way. +】

Horatio used his prosthetic limb to hold the gun in one hand, rushed forward quickly, shot down several people in succession, and rushed all the way to the side of the supporting landing gear.

The shuttle's engine is continuously accumulating power, and the landing gear is firmly bound by the ground lock. If it is not opened in time, it may even cause the shuttle to fall apart in mid-air.

"Catch him! And that woman! None of them can escape from here today!"

Horatio couldn't see the switch, so he raised his hand and gathered his strength to chop it down straight away.

state!
The ground lock was smashed into a dent.

[+Has it been unlocked? There are cultists trying to force their way onto the plane. *Bang! * (gunshot) They have already climbed onto the door. We don't have much time left! +]

【+Wait a minute, it will be ready soon! +】

Horatio was sweating profusely, and he kept chopping at the thick ground lock with his knife.

pat!

With his unremitting efforts, he finally cut the alloy bolt off with his bare hands.

[+Ten seconds left, are you really not going to wait for me? +]

【+Take off immediately! Death will not happen today! +】

The huntress bit her lip tightly and nodded slowly and helplessly:

[+Yes, definitely not today…+]

Horatio slid out from under the shuttle, and the moment he looked, he saw a large group of cultists rushing towards him.

He leaped forward, rushed towards the cabin door, and fired at the cultists who tried to force their way onto the plane.

[+Takeoff countdown, five...four+] The Lady Huntress slowly pushed the joystick, and the shuttle began to gain power. Cold sweat flowed down her temples.

"Tsk, get out of here!" Horatio kicked away a cultist who was hugging his thigh, and shot him in the head with his backhand.

[+Three...Two+] Farida swallowed her saliva. The kinetic energy coefficient on the afterburner meter was getting higher and higher, but the young man hadn't come up yet!

Da da da!
As the shuttle was about to take off, Horatio leaped up with his metal prosthetic limbs like a tiger pouncing on its prey, and used all his strength to pounce back into the shuttle, the gun in his hand firing continuously and spitting out flames.

If he had held the trigger tightly under normal circumstances, the bolt would have jammed long ago. It seems that it was the passive skill of the Machine Soul that saved him.

Boom!
There was a dull thud in the cabin, and Farida turned her head sharply.

Horatio rushed into the cabin, lay on the ground and fired, smashing the heads of all the cultists who tried to rush in.

"Go!" he shouted towards the cab while changing the magazine.

"take off!"

The Huntress immediately increased her thrusts to full force.

call--

The shuttle took off into the air, and the vector engine slowly changed its angle, making a sound similar to a sonic boom, pushing the shuttle to fly away from the abandoned chapel at high speed.

"Huh...Huh..." Horatio wiped the sweat off his forehead.

[It was a close call.]
He began to understand a little bit the urgency and suffocation that the group of cloaked cockroaches in the Hell Divers felt when they evacuated.

"My shuttle! My new shuttle!!" The gentleman knelt on the ground and wailed, looking extremely painful.

"Impossible! How can this death row kid be so strong? My people were suppressed by him the whole time?!"

The fat man stood there, trembling, holding the long stick, his forehead was bulging with blue veins and covered with sweat, and his two trembling eyes were full of disbelief.

"No...no...no! Quick! Send a message to that guy in the Legal Department! We must strike hard!"

"Yes!"

The gentleman rolled and crawled, and hurried to another mail room to send a text message to someone.

[+The two of them escaped, which may be bad for you and me. Either find a way to catch them back or kill them. But be careful, this guy is not easy to deal with.+]

The receiver stood straight with his hands behind his back. He squinted at the text message and rubbed his chin in thought:
[Hehe, what's so difficult about a death row prisoner? Why should I waste my time and energy on him? As for the eldest daughter of the Hood family, she must have hidden in her lair and refused to come out after the prey escaped. It seems that I have to think of a reason to force her to show up.]
At the same time, in an unknown corner of the abandoned monastery, a crimson figure with a graceful figure wiped the blood from the scimitar and disappeared into the darkness with a graceful gait.

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