When the aberrations were beaten into a puddle on the wall, Karen, who was not far away, put down the big gun in his hand and let out a deep laugh.
"My latest flash gun is powerful enough!"
"Energy, great energy!"
But Genestealers are different from most enemies. Under mind control, they can risk their lives one after another for a single goal.
So although the aberrations died, more new blood surged out of the darkness, screaming with fanaticism, laser beams dispersed the darkness, grenades flew through the air, and bullets hammered the walls and floors.
Facing the intensive firepower, Rozim had to hide a little. Fortunately, their firepower was not weak. Isvin held a grenade launcher and kept sending deadly explosives to the opponent, while Dogo slashed all the way.
Without his clothes, he seemed invulnerable.
When a pureblood tried to tear the stubborn short man apart with its claws, the flaming ax struck directly into the genestealer's chest. The tyrann opened its mouth to scream, but when it did, the teeth had already broken out of its jaw.
The tongue fell off, and the burnt tongue residue fell back into the throat.
Rozim seized the opportunity and rushed forward, slashing dozens of people on the slippery ground, and found Qian Ying who was stumbling away.
Because of the way he was dressed, it was not convenient for him to run. Even if he walked faster, a large area of white skin would be exposed, and his plump buttocks would almost make Rozim's eyes go away.
"Well, I've decided to rape you!"
Just when Rozim's semen had reached his head, he found a sinister figure in black robes stopping him. The other person's pale hand held a curved staff, with a sickle-like blade at the end.
Point at him.
"Who the hell are you."
The guy had a dark and sickly face, evil and haggard, and he was glaring at Rozim.
"We? We are from the Imperial Medical Association!"
Rozim swung his sword very domineeringly.
"Medical Association? What to treat?"
Iswin also emerged from behind Rozim.
"Specialized in treating sexual hunger and thirst."
"And being born into the wrong child!"
The other party was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously:
"How to cure the wrong birth?"
"Of course I'll kill you! I'll let you be reincarnated again!"
When Rozim and Iswin rushed over, the opponent's long and narrow mouth was squirming, whispering some form of spell, and then a ghostly energy ball flew out from the staff.
Rozim and Iswin quickly dodged, and then a big pit was corroded where they were standing.
Next the Genestealer wizard seemed about to launch another psychic attack, but the next second he screamed, and then the torso left his legs, leaving a pool of blood on the far wall.
A stocky figure broke through the barricade, and its flaming head turned from side to side, scanning its prey in the corridor.
"Hiccup! Have another drink!"
After letting out a wine burp, Dogo grabbed the wine bottle hanging on the wall, bit the mouth of the bottle with his teeth, and then poured the wine into his mouth along with the broken glass.
"Continued Cup!"
When he threw away the empty wine bottle, the totem on his body was as red as blood. The gene stealers Xinxue who surrounded the short man were so frightened that they stepped back. They had discovered that their weapons could not scratch the monster's skin at all.
But at this time, Dogo seemed to have fallen into a drunken state, shaking his ax around.
"Hiccup! What! Bullshit Destined One! Hiccup! I am the! Hiccup! Descendant of Gerlanni! I am! Hiccup!"
Suddenly, the ground shook violently, and even the new blood around them fell down.
A huge creature fell from above. There were still broken chains on his limbs, and it was obvious that he had been restrained not long ago.
Dogo raised his head to meet the monster's gaze. He saw two twisted faces squeezed together and four deformed eyeballs with completely different shapes. There was only madness and violence in them.
This is a thing that is even bigger than the previous aberration, half as tall as a Space Marine. Its muscles expand in an almost crazy manner, and bone plates and bone spurs grow on its body irregularly, like a
It was an ugly servitor made of a mixture of mutilated muscles and chitin. It also held a huge hammer in its right hand. On its back, which was covered with bone plates, a chirping, ugly little alien was making a sharp sound.
The Aberration Overlord is the champion among the aberrations. If the patriarch is the heart of the Genestealer sect and the leader is the soul, then the Aberration Overlord is the arrogant Iron Fist. This monster was born from the alien's ugliest genetic distortion technology.
The creature behind it is called the Brain Worm Familiar, which is a psychic construct that gets its form from the decaying jelly gathered in the patriarch's lair. When it gets instructions to create a brutal killer, it will look for a suitable aberration, and
Implanting tiny ovipositors into the aberration's tough hide releases a powerful curse within its cellular structure.
Soon, this aberrant body will be reshaped during the long and painful night of mutation. Its already solid frame will become even larger, and it will undergo the pain of muscle tearing and bone tearing under the crazy mutation pressure.
But these wounds were quickly healed by the mutagen given by the patriarch, just like the flesh and blood that quickly regenerated after the enemy's blow. And after being given the strange gift, the brainworm familiar would not be without it, but would continue to treat the patriarch
The will is exerted on the aberration master.
During the battle, the aberration master will use its bulky body to rush straight into the strongest front line, break through the enemy's defenses and use a powerful and heavy hammer to smash everything in the way. The rest of the aberrations will blindly follow this clumsy one.
As brutes enter the fray, instigating greater acts of carnage, the new blood will see the Overlord of Aberration as a living saint, an anointed one chosen by God and anointed with blessed balm, when in fact the Overlord of Abnormality is emotionally and spiritually
There is no attachment to the cult lord. Since its intelligence is not much greater than that of a baby, the aberration lord can never play the role of a war leader.
When the two beings, one large and one small, with extremely different physiques looked at each other, the noise of the battle disappeared.
The other new bloods retreated, their eyes shining with anticipation and fear, their hearts screaming for blood.
But they were quickly driven to attack Rozim and others, and more aberrants joined in.
Dogo spat on the ground, made a gesture with his flaming battle ax, and approached the beast.
He circled the monster, and the monster also circled him. Its steps were a little disordered, which made even the master with extremely low IQ finally angry. It roared and launched an attack. The warhammer swung down, drawing a shining path of death.
Arc - But this time it failed, the war hammer hit the tile floor, instantly creating a big crater.
"In the name of ancestors and revenge!!!"
Duoge roared and threw the axe. The monster obviously did not expect that his opponent would abandon the weapon, and was hit by the axe on his right leg before he could dodge.
The beast roared in pain after being injured, and the familiar behind it also threw psychic lightning at Dogo, but it had no effect.
Immediately afterwards, Dogo took out an oversized rotating machine gun directly from his storage belt. Instantly, the distortion master and the familiar behind it were stunned.
“Fuck ah ah ah—”
Along with the roar of the short man, the huge beast kept staggering in the dense rain of bullets, and was forced to raise his hands to cover his head, but gorgeous purple flowers bloomed all over his body and roared loudly in anger and pain.