As large parts of the cruiser's armor and structure were torn apart, Soshyan and Amnak entered the space environment at once, but fortunately it had no impact on them, and the surrounding combat robots also started to operate immediately.
The magnetic device locked itself, and the landing craft started its engine and floated nearby, but Soshyan and Amnak didn't care about it at this time. They were looking at the cruiser that had turned into some kind of "creature".
The entire hull had been torn open, and there were beating stems made of raw flesh everywhere, like strange monuments commemorating the souls devoured within.
Tendrils sprouted from these fleshy stalks and criss-crossed above the two men's heads, giving them the impression that they were in some fallen arena, the centerpiece of which was a towering, grotesque obelisk - which was actually
It consists of two obelisks, which are entangled with each other to form a weird spiral with complex inscriptions engraved on them. They seem to be thousands of meters high and stand in the void with a strange halo.
Not far away, a Chaos cruiser was falling apart under the attack of two dragon ships.
Under the obelisk, there are two weird figures standing, one of which is like a spider, but more terrifying, with only six twisted velvet legs, extending evenly from the middle body to the surroundings.
But the body has no bristles like the six legs. It is wrapped in skin covered with dark red mucus, like the marks left after an animal is skinned. There are many raised tumors on the back, pulsing violently, like living internal organs.
It grew like spider legs.
At the same time, a heavy bass sounded from the bottom of the vibrating belly, and with a hissing roar, part of the visceral body split lengthwise, and a head flew out of it.
The thing's neck was surprisingly long, and its head was stained with black and red mucus. The head looked like some kind of deformed beast, and its six heads were staring at the two people with bloodshot eyes.
The other one is relatively simple, with a height of more than fifty meters, a faceless head covered with a bone-like substance, and the worship symbols of Slaanesh engraved on it. The flexible body is flanked by four arms as long as fingers, and below the abdomen are
Countless intertwined and wriggling thick tentacles.
[Amnak, the great game has no place for you]
【The game is over】
The two sounds did not come from the air, but passed directly through the bones and brain. Although they were so gloomy, they also carried simple and unparalleled power. Even Soshyan's forehead stung slightly after hearing them.
This made him very surprised, but no demon had ever given him this feeling, unless...
They are not demons!
Amnak narrowed his eyes and looked at these two things as if they were thinking about something. After a while, he finally answered Soshyan's inner question.
"I understand... They are worshipers of Slaanesh in other dimensions. They... are not demons. They are the mirror images of those powerful creatures in this space... The obelisk behind it must be destroyed."
Soshyan frowned.
"Meaning that they are not galactic creatures? Is there such a thing... Is this considered witchcraft? Or... technology?"
"It doesn't have to be from outside the galaxy, maybe it's a creature from the ancient times of the galaxy... I'll deal with the left side, and you can deal with the right side."
"good."
Then the two of them left the place instantly, and the huge body that Soshiyang faced just stood silently. Although he had no eyes, Soshiyang could still feel a malicious gaze staring at him, or it might be more terrifying.
.
As Soshiyang rushed towards the other party, every time he took a step, he felt that all his thoughts were passing away like candles being blown out, as if his emotions were being stripped away bit by bit - only the painful despair remained, and he felt as if all his thoughts were being blown out.
Everything else was banished from his mind.
The closer he got, the more he felt at a loss. It seemed that what he controlled was just an empty shell, and his inner self did not belong to him. This was a very strange feeling. It seemed that he could see his expressionless face.
is charging.
Soshyan could feel the power of gray marrow pumping, but it was of no help to the current situation. He even wanted to close his heavy eyes, because there were many rapidly rotating shapes on his eyelids, making him dizzy.
My knees also became weak.
This was the first time he encountered an attack that Gray Marrow could not break. He didn't know what kind of power it was, but it was definitely not psychic...
But under this weird mental attack, Soshiyang's armor suddenly turned black, and then he found himself again——
He rushed straight towards his opponent like a thunderbolt, trampling continuously with his feet, and held the burning sky filled with black light in his hand.
Realizing that he failed to swallow the opponent's consciousness, the thing started to move, as fast as a gust of wind. The tentacles on his lower body whipped towards Soshiyang, trying to trap his legs and arms, while other things around him would only be caught by the tentacles.
If it touches it, it will immediately turn into a puff of white smoke, which looks very scary.
Soshiyang responded quickly, slashing at the tentacles with the Yanyang Sword and cutting them off. A lot of fine white sand leaked out from the cut surface, but those tentacles seemed to be everywhere, and two more rolled in soon.
A tentacle almost hit Soshyan's cheek, forcing his face to tilt back, but he could still feel the slight burning pain just by the wind brought by the tentacle.
Seeing his tentacles being cut off continuously, the creature floated high into the sky, re-bending the structure of the real space. The shimmering network structure swayed and swelled with the strange whispering spell. Soshyan drove the black flames to roll towards
The other party, but the other party just flexibly rotated and twisted in the air, its tentacles digging out wisps of shadow material from the wriggling dark mass, deftly weaving the power of destruction with mysterious fractal lines.
At this time, Soshiyang's Burning Sky had already raised black flames, directly sweeping over this mysterious creature, but the shining giant net had also spread out in front of him.
The next second, before Soshyan could react, he disappeared from the world——
In other words, he fell into a strange space, a box in one direction. It seemed to be constantly moving, forming a world composed of extraordinary angles and walls, constantly bending backwards, and strange faces emerged from the changing gaps.
Peeping at him - those are creatures of terrifying beauty.
Soshiyang weakly raised his painful head, as if a hungry mouth was kissing his cold soul. The power that originally made him extremely confident was gone at this moment. In this absolutely dead space, he looked around, but
What plays the rhythm of the universe cannot be seen.
He supported Fentian, pulled himself up, and picked up the Yanyang Sword.
The flowing light and darkness flashed on his solemn face, and then, unbelievably, he smiled.
As he did so, his expression slipped again, as if he was wearing a form-fitting mask that had temporarily lost its grip.
[As you see it, as I see it]
[One day the loser collapses, one day the loser disappears completely]
[That day has not come yet, that day is coming soon]