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Chapter 338 Fear the Demon

The big ship is groaning.

It is like a dead creature floating in the void: although it has a steel shell, its hollowed-out interior is creaking.

There were no signs of any biological movement in the passages and elevators, and no one knelt down in the silent church. There was no light source in the cabin, and the remaining light was almost exhausted.

However, somewhere in the vast and vast depths, there appeared the flashing light of the armor. The moving pale light shined like the beam of a search light, and the steel wall as cold as ice reflected the light.

A group of armored warriors moved in a single column along the corridor. Although they walked slowly, their heavy footsteps turned into ripples of metallic sound that echoed in the endless maze of corridors and pipes.

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Beside them, there was faint singing following behind.

However, no one can hear it, or people who hear it will ignore it.

Hulks often have echoes or illusions of previous victims.

Soshyan was walking at the front of the team, holding a bolter in one hand and the Holy Flame Sword in the other. At the same time, he also noticed that the sounds were like tentacles stretching out into the cold.

Beside him was Thor, holding his pistol in one hand and the augury in the other, with a dim green light flashing on the screen.

The static noise of the communication channel circulated among the people. Because the life support system here was not operating, everyone was wearing helmets. The three people in silver-gray paint looked particularly dazzling among the dark purples.

When passing some cabins, they could still see some shriveled floating corpses. So far, they have not encountered any living people, and they have not found any signs that can prove the identity of this ship.

Even Sevatar didn't see the specific model of this ship, but he said it was somewhat similar to the Odysseus class

Armed transport ship.

But after floating silently in the subspace for a long time, its interior has not rotted, although it looks very old.

"Keep the formation tight."

Soshyan's command sounded very soft in the channel, but the echoes that reached the void were continuous.

As the team moved down another iron staircase and passed the hatch or vent on another floor, Soshyan suddenly felt as if they had entered the depths of a huge steel tomb.

"There is clearly no one operating the ship,"

He said this to Sol, his tone still calm.

"But judging from the fact that the internal ventilation and gravity field still exist, it is still operating. I feel that there may be subspace forces at work here. We have to continue moving towards the bottom and go to the fusion reactor below.

If there's any sign of life, I think that's where we should go."

"We know nothing about this place. It is too dangerous to rush to the deepest part. Soshyan, I can understand your desire for revenge, but you must be responsible for them."

Thor looked back at the Soul Drinkers behind him.

"I suggest going to the bridge first and taking control of it. Then we can find out those people."

"But what if they use other tools to escape?"

"Don't worry, they can't escape. We have a hunting master here."

With that said, Thor connected to Sevatar's communication.

The Prince of Crows stopped and listened for a moment, then silently turned around and walked to the edge of the team, disappearing silently into the darkness.

The moment Savita turned around, Soshyan vaguely saw something under his cloak - some kind of shiny sharp object.

The soul drinkers in the team didn't even notice that there was no one missing.

Soshyan could only accept Thor's plan and lead the team to the bridge.

The team walked down two more floors, all the way to the creaking and dirty passageway, which led directly to the bridge.

The screens on the terminals on both sides emitted a wisp of white noise, projecting a ghostly light on the rusty wall, with wires hanging above like exposed nerves.

Soshyan's boots stepped on the fallen servo skeleton, and it grinned in response with empty eyes, as if it was mocking him.

"There's movement!"

A shout came from beside me, and the owner of the voice was Thor.

Soshyan instinctively entered a fighting crouching position, aiming the bolter in his hand at the entire corridor.

Under the narrow beam of the armor's lighting, he saw an erratic and confusing figure moving towards them - a short, pink torso with many arms, and there was not even a so-called head on it, but it could be seen

A slyly smiling face appeared in front of his chest.

They were noisy and jumping up and down, like a group of naughty children.

"It's the Dread Monster! Charge forward! Don't let them distance themselves!"

A second later, the muzzle of Thor's bolt pistol exploded with a dazzling red flash like lightning, and was adjusted to fully automatic fire mode. The noise was very loud.

In the radio channel, Soshyan immediately issued the order and said in a calm tone:

"Everyone shoot! Heavy weapons hand, hold them in place."

"receive!"

But when the explosive bombs washed the entire corridor, the noise of the Horrors quickly turned into screams.

Even by demonic standards, the Pink Horrors belonging to the Metamorphosis Lord are probably the strangest. Their behavior is completely unpredictable and uncontrollable, just like the impermanent Lords of Destiny.

During the fight, they would burst into piercing laughter at some jokes that ordinary people couldn't understand.

When attacking, they can shoot out a fire bomb that keeps changing colors at the snap of their fingers. Any well-equipped enemy will be reduced to a puddle of flesh under this fire bomb.

But on the other hand, mud

Ju Yao can be described as a complete imbecile when it comes to melee combat.

So Sol's choice was very correct.

The bolter blasted the chant of war, and the twisting figures became staggering, then cursed and roared loudly, and more voices sounded extremely hoarse, rough and mocking, and some threw fireballs in response.

Various small explosions swallowed up the entire corridor, and sparks ricocheted around and on the walls.

Water and waste materials flew everywhere under repeated impacts and impacts.

"For the Emperor!"

Soshiyang brandished the Shengyan Sword and took the lead.

Then his roar was drowned out by another burst of bolter fire, and something rushed from both ends of the team. They had a manta-like appearance, decorated with fangs, sharp angles and thrusts, and swooped down from mid-air.

Then he struck directly at the Space Marine ranks.

In this chaos and bad situation, they are like fishes in the water.

When they bite a warrior's arm, they will not let go until they are chopped into pieces.

Soshyan tried to discern a clear vision in the chaos, but from somewhere in the darkness, a low and messy voice came, which connected into a strange song.

Then the sound dispersed again, and then laughter began.

Soshyan took a deep breath, his heart beating hard in his chest.

Now he probably knows that it is these demons that drive this ship - not long after he has just eliminated a handful of demons, and now he has to face a large group of demons, how many demons are there in the galaxy?

Although Thor warned him not to use gray marrow too frequently, the situation forced Soshyan to use this forbidden power again.

boom--!

A fireball passed by in the air and hit Soshyan on the shoulder.

But the flames, which were enough to melt metal, seemed to be submerged in the ice. They only stirred up a wisp of smoke and disappeared without a trace.

The fear monsters began to cry and howl, and Soshiyang began to run, roaring fiercely and forcefully.

When he rushed forward, the passage seemed to be completely washed by flames.

He heard howls of rage and pain, explosions, and the crude taunting sounds of some being.

Then, those fear monsters either died or fled without a trace.


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