Chapter 65 Heading East

Author: Youjiu L

Chapter 65 Heading East

"Is she considered dead?"

Chu Zihang came back from a distance and asked.

"Probably dead."

Lu Mingfei picked up a red gemstone fragment from the minced meat, with a blood-like luster flowing inside.

The equipment is all blown up, so he should be dead.

"Is this the Philosopher's Stone that Merlin wants? It seems incomplete."

Chu Zihang said.

"There should be similar monsters behind. Do you need to take a rest?"

he asked.

"No, there's nothing wrong with me."

Chu Zihang shook his head and said.

He was further away from the center of the explosion than Lu Mingfei, and the path forward was curved, and the shock wave was severely reduced.

Since there was no need to rest, the two of them continued moving forward.

After walking for a while, two forked roads appeared in front of me again.

The one on the left was constantly spurting out fire, while the one on the right was bone-chillingly cold.

Without any hesitation, they chose the one on the right again.

The strange thing is that when the two of them actually walked into the right fork, they didn't feel the cold.

The temperature is always constant at a certain temperature, neither hot nor cold.

This reminded Lu Mingfei of life on a battleship. The huge thermostatic device kept the battleship at the same temperature forever, with no heat or cold and no four seasons.

Whenever the thermostat malfunctions in that area, the Mechanicus Priest gets furious because that means some temperature-sensitive equipment may be damaged.

But last time in Odin's Nibelung, the temperature seemed to be dropping.

It seems that the properties of each Nibelungen vary, depending on the needs of their maker.

While he was thinking, an alien with a black lion's head blocked the way.

There is a thick mane around its head, its eyes are blood-red, and the blood vessels on its body protrude like a snake, making it look very scary.

"My name is Bishezha. Have you brought the body?"

It looked at the two people and asked.

"No."

Lu Mingfei replied calmly.

He found that these aliens were a bit talkative, just like those annoying pointed ears.

Can't they just start fighting like Necrons and Greenskins?

"Then leave one person as a corpse, and the other person can pass."

Bisheze opened its huge mouth, with the corners of its mouth split toward its cheeks, and its mouth was wide enough to fit an adult's head.

"So much nonsense."

Lu Mingfei rushed in front of it with a sword in his pocket.

Bisheze raised his claws to block it, and the sharp claws and the sword blade rubbed against each other, creating dazzling sparks.

"Why don't you accept my terms?"

Bisheze seemed very puzzled.

"Because the alien's mouth is full of lies."

He stopped Bisheze's next words with a vicious left hook.

Bishezhe was also angered. He clasped the sword blade with one claw and dug the other sharp claw into Lu Mingfei's chest, as if he wanted to dig out his heart.

Of course he won't let it succeed, after all, he doesn't have two hearts now.

Lu Mingfei pressed down with one hand, and Bi Shezhe's claws were sealed underneath.

The strong force tried to push away his arm, but it was unable to do so because the force point was blocked.

More than a thousand years of endless wars have allowed Lu Mingfei to effectively deal with almost all forms of enemies.

However, Bishezha seemed to be planning to give him a surprise.

The bristles that were originally attached to the surface of the skin suddenly stood upright. Even though Lu Mingfei was prepared to retreat in time, he was still pricked with countless blood spots by the steel needle-like bristles.

"Stupid mortals, sacrificing the corpses of your companions is your only way out."

After Bishezhe succeeded in the attack, he did not pursue him, but stood there and said.

"Why do you keep wanting us to sacrifice our own bodies?"

Chu Zihang asked.

"Because this is the rule set by God."

Bishecha replied.

"Where is God?"

Chu Zihang asked again.

"God has left the kingdom of God, but God's will will still be obeyed."

Bisheze said.

"Die again against the will of the false god. Brother Chu Zihang, give me your sword."

Lu Mingfei shouted.

Chu Zihang threw his Feilangqi sword to him without hesitation.

Holding two swords in hand, Lu Mingfei fought with Bi Shezhe again.

One inch is longer and one inch is stronger. With the help of the sword, he can keep the distance between the two sides within a safe range.

Without the help of his mane, Bishezhe could only use his claws to fight Lu Mingfei hand-to-hand.

Although its sharp claws were not afraid of weapons, its fighting skills were far inferior to Lu Mingfei's, and within a few minutes, it was covered in wounds.

If the alien's life had not been too tenacious, he would be a dead corpse now.

Bisheze realized that the situation was not right and immediately took a deep breath.

The already protruding blood vessels became more prominent, and the towering mane also swelled again.

"not good."

Lu Mingfei was not calm in the face of danger, and instead of retreating, he ducked under Bishezhe's feet.

Countless manes shot forward like a rain of arrows, and deep holes were dug into the hard rock ground.

If this were shot on a person, it would be no different than being hit by a machine gun.

But because of Lu Mingfei's witty reaction, a few holes were shot out of his clothes, but he remained unscathed.

"Die, alien."

Lu Mingfei first stabbed Bishezhe's foot with his sword to pin it, then stood up and chopped off its head with another sword.

He deftly disemboweled Bisheja and found another fragment of the Philosopher's Stone from the stomach pouch.

"Let's go."

Collecting the Philosopher's Stone, the two of them continued moving forward.

When they encountered a fork in the road again, they chose the right. This time the road was filled with exciting music.

The two of them stopped far away, and a woman wearing gorgeous clothes and looking too beautiful to be human was playing a musical instrument.

Two hands beat the drum, two hands play the piano, and two hands ring the bell. Each of the six hands divides the work without any confusion.

Seeing the two men approaching, the woman did not stop playing.

Lu Mingfei didn't act rashly. He could see that this alien was very powerful.

The concert lasted for a while before the woman stopped playing.

"I am a Rakshasa, who wants to stay and be my husband?"

She opened her red lips lightly and asked, her voice was clear and sweet without any evil spirit.

"You can't pass if you don't want to, right?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"No, if you defeat me, you can still pass."

Rakshasa shook his head, put the instrument aside, and then pulled out six different weapons from his back.

Fist blades, rings, tiger claws, scimitars, short swords, long whips, and weapons of various lengths are all available.

This multi-armed alien shape reminds Lu Mingfei of a creature called a snake-man. Their lower body is like a snake, and their torso is a bit like a human, but they have multiple arms and their head is more like a snake than a human.

Snakemen have two pairs of strong arms that can work independently of each other, which means they are very dexterous and can even use multiple weapons at the same time.

It is said that they were once highly civilized, but now they roam the galaxy and make a living by being hired, usually by the Dark Eldar.

Serpentfolk are powerful warriors, and even Space Marines must be careful when facing them.

The alien in front is obviously more difficult to deal with than the snake man, which can be seen from the number of arms.

However, Lu Mingfei was still fearless.

He has faced invincible and powerful enemies countless times, but every time he survived, it was himself.

"For the Emperor, kill the aliens!"

Lu Mingfei waved his swords and rushed towards Rakshasa.
Chapter completed!