Chapter 1577 Don't be afraid of the world's many devils
"Why is this happening? It's obviously not in subspace -"
And in Randall's eyes, not only the walls and floors, but also the runes on the console began to tremble, sparks flew from all the instruments, tentacles erupted from the screen and operating system, and giant jaws grew out of the deck and swallowed the mutineers alive.
Stinging tentacles burst from the walls and ceiling, draining their souls.
Then Randall heard the sound of bolter fire. The White Templar warriors who had recovered from the explosion were fighting back at the grotesque creations. The bolts tore the metal skin of the possessed console and opened countless eyes towards them.
The monitor shoots bullets.
Randall held the Snow Lotus Blade tightly and endured the pain to summon the power of the gray marrow.
The icy cold wind swept around his body, and the mutations suddenly burned one after another.
But his gray marrow is far less powerful than Soshyan, and the range it can affect is also very small.
"Come to me!"
But a burst of heavy footsteps interrupted Randall's voice. A group of Chaos Space Marines wearing red armor walked into the door that was torn open by the demon. This was the last thing Randall wanted to see.
Looking at the signs on those people, Randall spit out three words.
"Red Pirate——"
But what he didn't know was that this was actually a group of black legions disguised as red pirates, and the leader was none other than Garmo Zejie!
Now, he is staring fiercely at the Snow Lotus Blade in Randall's hand. For this thing, he has been planning for several years before waiting for such an opportunity, an opportunity that is foolproof and will not alarm Suo Shiyang!
After taking a deep breath and calming down a little, Garmo Zejie said with a hoarse smile:
"Chapter Master Randall, the great Huron has asked me to send my regards to you and your brother Soshyan on his behalf."
Randall didn't say anything, he just held the Snow Lotus Blade tightly with both hands and raised it slightly.
He was not surprised by Huron's revenge. The only thing that concerned him was that the other party chose him. Could it be that the black-hearted king already knew something?
In any case, there is no second way now. If you want to survive, you can only defeat and destroy the enemy.
Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to have many people, only about ten people.
"ah----"
Suddenly, Randall heard a blood-curdling roar. He turned his head slightly and saw a soldier being grabbed by the appendages of some abominable creature emerging from the side of the ship.
The muscular tentacles crawled through the armor and limbs. The warrior licked his trembling fingers and sent wild plasma towards the demon's skin growing on the metal wall. However, the demon's supernatural power directly twisted his arm into several sections.
The plasma gun immediately crashed onto the deck.
Then a heartbreaking scream burst out of his lips and teeth, and the tentacles began to tear his arms, legs and head.
The terrifying scream did not last long. After a while, the armored body of the White Templar veteran was torn into eight pieces, and each piece was dragged away and eaten.
A huge demon squeezed out of the wall. It looked like some kind of mutated ape, but it had six arms of different shapes, and its body was covered with wriggling tentacles and horns.
Feeling the terrifying evil power coming from the other party, Randall squeezed out the cursed word through his teeth.
"Devil. Prince."
Garmo Zejie shouted loudly:
"Muka! Let the feast begin!"
Then, he led the team straight to Randall.
"Protect the Chapter Leader!"
The veterans also quickly moved closer to Randall, but this process was not easy. They were blocked by the demon fangs and horns growing on the deck, and had to face a terrifying demon prince.
"I'll meet him!
"
Accompanied by a wolf howl, a monster with half armor and half fur sprang out from the Red Pirates' team, leaped more than ten meters high, and headed straight for Randall's door waving a huge bloody battle axe.
Boom——
With a loud noise, Randall blocked the whistling battle ax with the snow lotus blade. Then he turned around calmly and avoided the opponent's sharp claws. Then he suddenly raised his hand and struck the opponent's wolf-like claws with the sword hilt.
When the person staggered back, the snow lotus blade slammed down on the person's head.
But that guy was also incredibly nimble and could move five meters away with a sideways movement.
"It's so cold, so cold, is this--you guys?"
The Chaos Space Marine then changed his posture, with one hand on the ground and the other hand holding a battle ax, crawling on the ground like a beast and circling around Randall.
At that moment, Randall felt as if he was being targeted by a hungry wolf.
Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, the thing disappeared, but Randall caught the strong subspace aura on it, retreated violently, and stabbed upward with the snow lotus blade.
The sharp blade sliced open the armor, bringing out a column of blood. The blood wolf roared in pain and smashed the ax down desperately.
Randall swung his sword to the left, stabbing the blood wolf in the arm, forcing him to change the trajectory of the axe. Then he took a step back, and the moment the opponent landed, he kicked the blood wolf directly in the chest and kicked him more than ten meters away.
However, the injuries on the blood wolf didn't seem to affect him at all. All the hair on his body was seen standing on end, like an enraged wolf, and then he pounced on him again, with an even more ferocious attack.
As the two sides went back and forth, several more knife marks were filled in the blood wolf's body, and there was also a deep crack on Randall's left shoulder armor.
At this time, a silent warrior from Garmo Zejie's team, holding a chain sword in both hands, came out and launched a silent charge.
This is very rare among Khorne warriors.
He has no slogans or roars, but he can make people feel the anger burning in his armor.
Randall, who sensed something approaching, drove back the blood wolf with one sword, then turned around to meet the two roaring chain swords with his snow lotus blade.
Seeing Randall still not losing in the battle of one against two, Galmo Zejie nodded slightly.
"The Eleventh Legion's trump card is indeed something to restrain psychic energy."
At this time, he saw a veteran of the White Temple breaking through the demon's obstruction and approaching Randall, so he raised his chin.
The Prince of Thorns sprang out like a shadow, and then struck the veteran's helmet with his sharp sword.
Although the veteran dodged the blow at the last moment, his steps stopped there.
"Uh-huh——"
Randall, who was fighting a fierce battle with a powerful enemy, suddenly heard a familiar cry. While fighting, he was distracted and looked aside. In the blood mist, he saw the Demon Prince turning its huge body and waving a long sword.
A flail with black spikes and sharp barbs.
When the flail swept across, it cut one veteran in half with armor and flesh, and then cut another one in half with a spinning blow.
Not wanting to continue sacrificing his comrades, Randall yelled:
"Come out with me!"
After saying that, Randall ignored the chain sword that swept across his chest and slashed directly with the snow lotus blade, forcing the blood wolf and the Khorne warrior back.
When the blood dyed his armor red, he had already gone straight to Garmo Zejie - he did not want to behead him, just to open a way to escape.