Chapter 80 02.0080: "You want me to fight with a stinky can?"

The helmet of the Shield of Orm kept flashing red, indicating high-threat targets, and Louise immediately raised her gun and pulled the trigger.

A fallen gunman screamed and fell from the wreckage of the train, but more enemies approached the position of the scout, and fierce fire broke out between the two sides. The sound of grenade explosions echoed in the tunnel.

[+Push! +] Valina pushed with all her might, kicking her legs hard.

Hiss—the prosthetic limb began to emit steam.

Valina suddenly felt a lot less stressed.

[The Emperor's lungs.] She looked at Horatio, deeply surprised.

The young man slowly lifted the entire ruins with one iron hand like a jack.

boom!
"Ugh!" A stray bullet hit Valina on the back. Although it did not penetrate the armor, the arm that was holding the ruins shook. The uneven force on both sides caused a break in the middle of the ruins, and the wreckage of the car frame above was crumbling.

Seeing that the sharp broken surface was about to hit the unlucky guy, Horatio grabbed Harvey's carapace and dragged him out with such force that Harvey rolled twice on the ground in embarrassment.

[+Hu——Hu——Thank you…+] Harvey sat on the ground, gasping for breath, looking at the sharp iron rod stuck in the ground with lingering fear.

If Horatio hadn't pulled him out, the broken piece would have been stuck in his fragile neck.

[+Fight with all your strength, Sergeant+] Horatio said this and immediately picked up the Hell Gun and started shooting at the enemy.

『+Soul Fire: 35/40+』

『+Soul Fire: 36/40+』

『+Soul Fire: 37/40+』

He ruthlessly harvests the lives and souls of the fallen.

Beep, beep, beep—beep!

"Grenade!"

A grenade that he had held in his hand for a few seconds was thrown towards the heads of the scouts. Horatio leaped forward and slapped it with his iron hand.

boom!
The grenade hit back like a tennis ball, exploding in a cloud of blood above the Fallen's head.

『+Soul Fire: 40/40+』

[It's full, now activate the last skill of the first sequence.]
『+Activating Psionic Synchro...+』

[Psychic power... It is both a blessing and a curse.]
Psychic energy is black and purple, which is said to be the color of the warp.

Horatio watched as the spiritual energy contained within the prosthetic limb gradually filled the grooves on his arm, forming beautiful patterns.

[As long as it doesn't exceed the threshold, it shouldn't matter. After all, the prosthetic limb is just a tool to use psychic energy.]
"+Phase 2 is underway+"

The skill tree was like a piece of shiny obsidian being peeled off, revealing the first skill of the second layer.

"+Hand of Command: Gain team unit guidance ability and bird's-eye view. The team unit's witnessing range can provide a bird's-eye view for the prosthetic limb holder+"

[This sounds like a skill that allows you to control chess pieces on the table, with fog of war covering the undetected area. However, I'm afraid we can only wait until this skill is activated to see the specific manifestation.]
"They are here to wipe us out. We can't hold on any longer. Release the zombies!"

Before he could finish his words, Horatio shot the renegade boatswain down with a single shot.

[+Up, don't let them get close to the cage! +] Horatio shouted, alternating with Louise.

The vanguards advanced slowly, their exquisite marksmanship ignoring the obstruction of darkness, and accurately burned these scum who betrayed the empire into charred corpses with blazing lasers.

call--

"rest in peace."

Leidos rushed to the gate, pulled the trigger, and the flamethrower spewed out raging flames, cremating all the zombies behind the gate.

[+Oh my god, hey, you're quite good, Horatio, otherwise we'd be killed by these zombies, good, good, keep it up+]

David Beatty breathed a sigh of relief and reached for his helmet, thinking this was just another drill.

[+Even if you've been vaccinated, I don't recommend you take off your helmet. If you get infected, we have the right to shoot you on the spot.+] Horatio rolled his eyes at him and deliberately threatened him in a gloomy tone.

David Beatty froze with fear and quickly let go.

After walking a distance, the scouts arrived at the purification and treatment cabin. Arriving here meant they were not far from the central life support cabin.

However, the area nearby was severely corrupted, and the fungal blanket covering the bulkheads had begun to grow disgusting slimy tentacles. Communications outside the ship were subject to strong psychic interference, and the horn-type communication array could only communicate with another team inside the ship.

Without outside guidance, the rest is up to the scouts to make their own judgment. [+Stay alert+] Horatio said.

The scanning eyepiece of the Shield of Orm framed a figure leaning against the wall in the dark, and the reflection of the silver power armor was very eye-catching.

[+It’s the Battle Sister+] Louise stepped forward to check.

[+She is dead, the enemy may be nearby, be alert+] Horatio said as he stood beside Louise.

It was clear that this holy Sister of Battle had returned to the Golden Throne.

Her abdomen was forcibly torn apart, and her intestines and internal organs flowed out. The blessed armor could not block such strong corrosion from Nurgle. Herpes began to appear on her belly exposed by the wound. It would not be long before eyes would grow there, and she would even be turned into a hideous zombie monster.

[What on earth caused such a large laceration...] Horatio pondered the source of the wound, which was most likely the enemy he would face soon.

Suddenly, everyone heard the sound of gunfire: BANG! BANG!

[+That's the sound of a grenade launcher, the nuns should be just ahead+] Harvey said.

[Is the sound of the nun's explosives so dull?] Horatio frowned.

Uncertainty, coupled with this terrible fatal wound, let's see.

『+Activate: Omen Fragment+』

『+Energy: 4/7+』

『+Psychic Power: 5/7+』

+Corruption: 2/7+

『+Soul Fire: 34/40+』

"Maid of the false emperor! How dare you refuse the blessing of the Plague Father! Go to hell!" A huge, fat, one-eyed green figure covered with rust and cysts stepped on the gorgeous silver armor, tarnishing the holy iris pattern. The fat man raised the dirty and old grenade launcher in his hand and pulled the trigger.

[Death Guard Plague Warriors... followed the Plague Ship into the area?]
Horatio frowned.

The plague ship might have been a Trojan horse, waiting for its victim to emerge from Mandeville Point.

[What should we do? That's a stinky can, a Chaos Space Marine. How should we deal with him...]
Horatio, with his numbing scalp, thought about what to do.

Chaos Space Marines not only have superhuman senses, but they also gain additional protection from the blessings of the evil gods of the Warp.

The Death Guard Plague Marines are even more tough and durable, and are difficult to be killed by ordinary weapons. They are the tankiest Chaos Space Marines.

What's worse is that they carry the 'blessing' of a loving father. No matter if you are hit by them or you hit them, you will be covered in plague filth, and there is a high probability that there is no cure at all and you can only wait to die.

Like, wrestling with a tiger that burst out of a septic tank.

Fortunately, this stinky can seemed to be guarding the life-support cabin and did not chase out.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The bolter was still firing, but this time the sound was not as heavy as before.

[+The sound went to the left, we need to change direction+] Horatio called out to his teammates.

If they rushed in the direction of the initial gunshot, everyone would run head-on into that stinking can.

[+It looks like they are in trouble. It's time to show our naval spirit! +] David Beatty's tone was cheerful, and it was obvious that he didn't know what he would face next.

[+And we're in big trouble+] Horatio's tone was not optimistic, and I envied his optimism.

Horatio quickly analyzed the situation ahead in his mind. The Battle Sisters had suffered heavy losses from the Death Guard Plague Marines. The survivors were evacuating and seemed to be being hunted by traitors and zombies.

Next, the Hell Vanguards must first help the nuns deal with the pursuers, use the nuns to let their teammates know what they are facing, and then find a way to kill the smelly "plague pig" together so that they can purify the life support room.

The difficulty of the mission has exceeded expectations. If we are not careful, the whole army may be wiped out.

After all, there is a gap in power between mortals and demigods. If you want to win the battle and survive, everyone must unite and do their best.

[+Burn her body, the Emperor's daughter must not be defiled+]

call--

The flames burned fiercely, purifying the closed room, and the Hell's Vanguards continued to advance. These young loyal heirs would be the last hope for the Emperor's daughters.

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