Originally, Rozim hoped that the complicated passages and dark environment would make the enemy give up the pursuit, but the sound of the opponent's footsteps always stuck behind them like tarsal maggots, so they had no choice but to waste their remaining energy and speed up the pace in the hope of getting away.
Drop the enemy.
In the sound of hurried footsteps, the four people quickly left the tunnel and entered a wide room. There were many roads leading to this place similar to the tunnel they came from.
Rozim walked to the center of the room and stopped. A stream of pale light shone down from his head, illuminating the shadows of the four people.
"Whoa-fuck."
The cook admired it sincerely.
"That's it."
A voice suddenly sounded, and four people raised their weapons at the same time.
The next moment, a large group of soldiers rushed into the room, led by a guy with a black sand mask on his face and a funny dress. He even wore a top hat very coquettishly.
Rozim's first thought when he saw the other person was to pull off the other person's mask and slap him hard in the face.
"Who sent you here? The Red Pirates? The Scarlet Reapers?"
"We are here to travel."
Despite his fear, Rozim kept his voice steady and desperately glanced around the room from a very hidden perspective, trying to find a way to escape.
But the reality is really desperate.
More people, or more accurately, some humanoid things, emerged from one tunnel entrance after another and walked under the light. Some of them were fully armed, but most of them had sharp weapons in their hands.
Some guys also have obvious mutation characteristics: some have one or two extra appendages, some have extra scales and animal hair on their skin, and some even have an extra face.
"What are they?"
Fear and disgust mingled on Hank Evans' face.
"Mutant?"
"The fate of those who believe in Chaos is that they are no longer human beings."
When the leader heard this, he smiled and said:
"Tourism? That's why you killed so many of our compatriots?"
"They started it first."
As if angered by these words, most of these heretics reacted immediately. They silently took a step or two forward, narrowing the encirclement surrounding the four people, thus leading to a tunnel.
space was given up.
"Then let's explain it to our master."
Then, an ominous rustling sound suddenly came from deep in the tunnel.
Rozim narrowed his eyes, and his stomach felt like it was being twisted into a knot. He knew what that sound was - it was the friction sound of metal moving against masonry.
Before he could speak, a terrifying figure of a Terminator appeared from the dark entrance and stood in front of them.
"What little thief dares to act so arrogantly in front of Badu Rudy, the Exterminator!"
The low roar of the Chaos Terminator made all the cultists tremble, and Rozim immediately recognized that this was the Terminator who had just chased them.
Seeing a Chaos Terminator at such a close distance, Hank Evans almost screamed. The opponent's armor was engraved with blasphemous symbols and a large number of bloody trophies, and long fangs extended from under the helmet.
The most terrifying thing is that there is a grinning strange face on its chest.
The voice seemed to come from that face.
Rozim glanced at the opponent's left hand. The original bolt gun turned into a pair of more cruel claws, with a halo of energy surrounding the claws.
This thing must cut meat very quickly——
Suddenly, Xinlata took a step back, and then whispered to the other three people:
"Fire back to back for a while and don't worry about anything."
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire hall instantly fell into complete darkness, and all light sources disappeared, including the lights in the hands of the soldiers.
"Dry!!"
Rozim roared and pulled the trigger, and the other two did the same, back to back, and started shooting in all directions.
The muzzle fire instantly cut the entire space into discontinuous images.
The cultists instantly fell into panic, some fled around, and some started shooting, but they were unable to find the correct target, and instead hit their own people, causing those who were hit to start shooting in the direction of the attack.
.
For a moment, the hall was like a nest of boiling porridge.
Seemingly irritated, the leader also roared, and then his body began to twist, quickly turning into a pale monster with dark eyes, slender limbs, and a chin that almost reached the ground.
Then, while avoiding the bullets in a crawling posture, it rushed towards Rozim with its arms and legs like a Chimera moving at full speed.
"Fuck you!"
Not to be outdone, Rozim used his machete to block the outstretched limb.
This cut was very deep, piercing into a mess of blood, flesh and pus, which spread everywhere, spraying the nearest Karen in the face.
"Does it hurt!"
Howling, the creature retreated with its injured limbs, and Rozim's second blow only missed it by a few millimeters.
But then a ball of fire suddenly blasted a crater in the monster's chest. It only briefly looked at the target of its attack, and then turned its head and charged towards Keren.
Rozim's speed was not slow either. Just when the opponent was about to touch Keren who was struggling to load bullets, he swung the chopper again.
The blade cut deeply, and the monster retreated again.
Then, Rozim did something that even the monsters did not expect. He charged directly at the retreating enemy, and shouted loudly and fanatically like an greenskin——
"WAAAAAAAGHHHHH!"
In this crucial second, the creature did not react, completely caught off guard, and Rozim received a rich and disgusting cutting sensation.
As Rozim's feet landed, the monster's head flew in a random direction and disappeared into the darkness.
But the moment the leader died, the surrounding cultists fell into complete madness. Before Rozim could react, he was carried to the slippery floor by a wave of deformed bodies.
He resisted with all his strength, kicking and lashing out with his machete, even biting if something got close enough.
But it was obvious that there were too many enemies. For a moment, he could see nothing but distorted faces. Their expressions were blank and they were moving strangely.
No one screamed, yelled or roared, and that was the most disturbing thing of all.
Rarely does Rozim feel such a complete sense of absolute helplessness. In most other situations, he at least fantasizes about being able to change the final outcome and makes a final, desperate gamble hoping to get a good ending. But what does he do here?
There was nothing he could do except struggle in vain and spout a bunch of curse words that would make cultists blush.
A guy was already in front of him, opening his jaw mercilessly, showing a lot of teeth, adding a layer of sticky saliva to Rozim's coat that was already covered with other disgusting things, and then raised a sharp knife towards him.
Aiming at Rozim's chest.
Suddenly, he howled loudly, even louder than the continuous crackling sound of the laser gun in full-automatic mode. When the continuous laser beams like raindrops gnawed away at his flesh and blood, leaving a pool of blasphemy and filth, Rozim quickly broke away.
Many hands and feet, picking up the weapon - and thanks to the Emperor, it was still on the floor within easy reach.
"Boss! Come here!"
Karen paused for a second, took out the spent energy clip from the gun and replaced it with a new one, then continued shooting, providing Rozim with enough fire cover.
"Damn it, I'm dead without you!"
Just as Rozim moved back behind his comrades on his hands and knees, he suddenly heard an indifferent voice suddenly sounding in the darkness.