Chapter 9 01.0009: "Tsk! What a big, powerful guy"

"Why haven't those two guys come yet?"

"Maybe he ran away. I thought I could witness history today. Never mind. I'm going to find Jenny to have some fun."

"Let's go, one piece."

Two Slaanesh cultists walked out from behind the shelter and headed towards a side room, completely unaware that two dark shadows were carefully passing through the black iron inspection passage above their heads.

Horatio stepped on the thin iron plate very carefully, and even the creaking sound was so small that it was hardly noticeable. The Huntress followed closely behind him, just as cautiously.

"Oh! Jenny, ah, good Jenny." Disgusting gasps came from directly below.

The expression on Horatio's face was somewhat awkward. The 'Jenny' mentioned by these Slaanesh cultists was actually a single confessional room with the mark of uncleanness?
As for what was inside, he didn't know and didn't want to know.

Horatio would look back at the Huntress every few steps, for he was worried whether she could walk this distance quietly despite being injured.

Horatio made an encouraging gesture: We're almost there, just hold on a little longer.

A drop of sweat slid down the huntress's cheek and dripped onto her chest. Her entire body was already soaked in sweat.

"It smells so good, like a woman's."

The cultist blinked and looked around.

"Hey, Fatty, do you smell it? It's a feminine scent. None of us has this floral scent."

A sniffing sound came, "What a nice smell, what a nice smell."

"Let me see which little slut made it so delicious today."

The two began searching the area.

Horatio stared at the movement below and signaled the Huntress to stop and remain calm.

The girl didn't dare to breathe. She was so nervous that a drop of sweat slid down her perfectly curvaceous cheek.

pat.

"Where does the water come from?" The cultist wiped it casually, and suddenly, his nose sniffed at his fingertips like a dog smelling prey.

"Yeah, that's the smell!" Just as he raised his head, Horatio also pointed the gun at his forehead.

If it is absolutely necessary, his head must be blown off before he screams.

"Hey, handsome guys."

Suddenly, everyone's attention was drawn to a tall red-haired woman appearing in front of the archway.

Her long, bright red hair is particularly eye-catching, and every part of her figure is perfect to suit any man's taste, truly the best.

She was wearing a luxurious red and blue corset dress that was as good as any aristocrat on the top of a tower. Her strong and voluptuous long legs were wrapped in the very elegant burgundy lace stockings. As her body was constantly twisting, her mouth-watering curves were faintly visible.

Her beautiful facial features are delicate and upright, her cheeks are moist and pretty, her eyes are narrow and charming, and her makeup is heavy but just right, with a luxurious texture and no vulgarity.

"Would you like to see me perform a good show to relieve your boredom?"

The woman raised her slender arms and placed them on the statue beside the archway like a noble lady. Her thick lips were moist and tender, and her whole body exuded a charm that was enough to make all men weak in the knees, making people instinctively have dirty thoughts.

[As expected, there are more heretics in Upper Nest and the Spire than in other places. Even a woman like this...] Horatio raised the muzzle of his gun upwards, because from the angle the woman was in, it was easy for her to see the two people sneaking overhead.

"That's awesome... When did a beauty like you join?"

The two cultists were drooling at what they saw, and, driven by the desire strengthened by Slaanesh, they walked slowly forward.

The woman did not answer, but smiled more charmingly, her eyes moved upwards, meeting Horatio's for a moment, then she straightened up and danced into the corner.

[She just...looked at me?] Horatio blinked, not knowing what to say.

Although he didn't understand the situation, he obviously didn't have time to think about it at the moment.

Horatio reached out his hand to the huntress and dragged her along the last short distance, leaving only the two perverts chasing the woman's leaving figure, searching for the 'woman's scent' they had been longing for.

The gentleman sat upright on the chair, squinting his eyes and staring at the entrance of the corridor, determined to teach the boy who deceived him a severe lesson, at least to tear two cuts on his mouth.

"Hiss, could it be that they turned back again? We should have reached the end by now."

Tap, tap, tap. The sound of heavy and intimidating footsteps came from behind.

"Mr. Chicken!" The gentleman approached as attentively as a dog: "Did you capture them? The ceremony..."

Snapped!
"Ahhh!" The fat man slapped the gentleman directly on the face with a thick slap, causing him to cover his face and howl. The wound that had just stopped bleeding began to bleed blood again.

"Idiot! They haven't been here for so long, don't you know to go to the shuttle?"

"But...but what if I go and they slip away?"

Snapped!
"Ouch!" The slap made the gentleman roll on the ground twice.

"Idiot! Can't we split into two groups? We haven't seen them for so long. If I were you, I would leave twenty people here and take thirty to the shuttle to attack from both sides!"

"Yes! You are right! I will go now!"

Veins bulged on the fat man's head and he stomped his cane hard on the ground, creating a hole in the ground.

"Horatio Cochrane! You must die here today!" the fat man gritted his teeth.

After saying this, he lifted his robe in a domineering manner and rushed to the rooftop with a large group of believers.
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Horatio held the short-barreled automatic rifle in one hand and supported the Huntress with the other hand as she climbed the seemingly endless stairs.

"We're almost there, hold on a little longer."

"There is an enemy up there... that big guy." The Huntress analyzed the situation next to the shuttle in advance.

Although Horatio knew that the cultists would never let them get away easily, he still felt a little uneasy about such a powerful enemy.

Based on his understanding of the Ogryn people in the Dark Tide, although they are stupid, their fighting nature is much stronger than that of ordinary mortals.

"Watch it carefully for me! Not even a fly is allowed to fly in... Hey! A fly has gone in! Go catch it for me!"

Horatio stuck to the archway, watching every move around the shuttle.

He was a huge fat man like a mountain of flesh, and was definitely an existence that should not be underestimated.

There were seven or eight other people standing around the fat man, scattered in different positions. They were not paying attention, and everyone was just killing time out of boredom. They probably relaxed when they heard no movement from below.

Horatio continued to observe. The light around was generally dim, and only the landing platform was illuminated. It was a good situation for a sneak attack.

He gestured, signaling the Lady Huntress to cooperate with him in killing the enemy, and at the same time extended the barrel of his gun.

With a dull thud, the cultist standing on the edge of the tower at the farthest point staggered and fell.

"Huh?" A man not far away turned around and found that there was someone missing right under his nose, without waiting for him to take a closer look.

Snapped!
The female hunter pulled the trigger of the rifle, and the man was instantly blown away by the bullet like a rag doll and scattered all over the ground.

There were two sentries standing on the tower. Horatio counted down to three seconds, and both of them pulled the trigger at the same time. The sentries fell together in an instant and fell into a baby-like sleep.

Seeing that the guards were mostly weakened, Horatio pulled out a stun grenade from his waist and threw it high to the side of the shuttle.

Bang! Buzz——

The piercing noise and blinding light instantly illuminated the entire landing platform.

"Go! I'll cover you, rush straight into the shuttle!" Horatio strode out, fired rapidly, and killed two people who were holding their heads and covering their eyes.

『+Soul Fire: 19/20+』

He was just about to shout to leave one more behind when the Lady Huntress used the auxiliary aiming system to shoot two guys hiding behind the shuttle half way up with the high-powered bullets from her rifle.

"Don't even think about escaping, little thing!" With every step taken by the fat Ogryn, Horatio could clearly feel that 'the ground was shaking'.

[Tsk, let me meet you, fat guy!]
In order to cover the Huntress, Horatio had to aim and fire at the big guy. He knew that his bullets would not penetrate the heavy armor, but at least he could attract attention and buy time.

Because it was too dark, he put on a thermal imaging goggles, but the blurry white area meant he could only hit the weak points by chance.

Although I thought so, those medals formed an important defense of the weak point.

"Ah! My glitter!" The fat man saw the flames coming out of his body, groaned, and rushed over angrily.

He swung the foul-looking Dick club and brought it down on Horatio's head, making the air around him howl with a tearing sound.

Horatio was stunned, and seeing the opportunity, he quickly stepped back and dodged.

[If I get beaten to death by that thing, I will be nailed to the pillar of shame for the rest of my life!]
Snapped!
The tile where Horatio had been standing a second before was instantly smashed to pieces.

He flashed behind the fat man and found no obvious weakness.

With the philosophy of 'once you attack, never stop', he punched the steel armor.

"Ugh!" The fat man groaned, but did not seem to be in much pain.

The force was enough to smash a person's head, but it was immediately diluted by the layers of scales, and finally weakened a lot by the time it was transmitted to the fat.

[Tsk, looks like I have to use a heavy punch!]
Although Ju Pang is fat, his movements are not slow at all.

He made three consecutive feints, and finally unexpectedly slapped Horatio in the face as he was about to go back.

Horatio quickly raised his arm to block, but was hit by the fat man and staggered. He took several steps back and barely stood still.

"There's still a little fly, don't even think about getting on the plane!" The fat man picked up the big stick in his hand and threw it at the female hunter who was only a dozen meters away from the shuttle.

"Look out!" Horatio yelled.

The huntress turned around upon hearing the sound, her eyes suddenly widened, and she stretched her body to the limit despite the pain in her legs, but was still hit, and suddenly felt a dull pain from behind.

"Ah!" She fell to the ground and rolled several times. The storage board on her waist fell out and landed on the ground.

[That is precious evidence!]
The huntress' heart was in her throat, and she immediately crawled towards the board.

"Ha!" The big guy started running and rushed towards the Huntress, with Horatio following closely behind him and trying to stop him.

The huntress touched the storage board with one hand and raised her gun with the other to shoot.

The powerful bullets ricocheted on the ceramic steel armor repeatedly, and one bullet embedded itself in the armor, leaving dense spider-web-like fragments, but failed to stop the fat man's charge.

"Ah!" The fat man roared and pounced on the female hunter with the force of a mountain.

The huge black shadow covering the sky blocked the light of the searchlight.

At the critical moment, the Huntress had to give up the storage board, retract her arms and roll to dodge.

pat!

Half of the storage board was crushed to pieces by the fat man's iron boots, leaving only half intact.

Before she could even stand up, the huntress was swung back like a golf ball by the blasphemous club.

"Ahem!"

The girl hit the wall hard, uttered a hoarse groan, and slid to the ground.

She was breathing heavily, and her hair, which had been tied up in a bun, fell out again and fell on her shoulders.

If she hadn't been wearing light power armor, this blow would have either killed her or crippled her. Even so, the damage from the severe blow wiped out all of the Huntress's fighting power.

Horatio had a gloomy face and rushed towards the fat man.

『+Activate: Power Fist+』

『+Energy: 1/6+』

『+Psychic Power: 2/6+』

+Corruption: 4/6+

『+Soul Fire: 19/20+』

"Oh! You are just an insect! How dare you attack Anton! I will beat you to your knees and kowtow to you for mercy while I step on your head!"

The Ogryn yelled and swung his heavily gauntleted fists at Horatio.

boom!
In a flash, the two men's fists collided, causing a surge of air waves, dust rising and sparks flying.

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