Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

Chapter 345: A tragic victory and a strong enemy committing suicide

"boom! boom!"

When Caroline's team arrived at the test site, they happened to see two nuns firing their glory bombs.

But the twisted and crazy can did not die. The flames and impact seemed to be unable to avoid it, and they circled around it and swept around it.

In the center of the flames, the grinning Lucius had already stabbed the blade into the left shoulder of Senior Sister Stika, nailing her to the wall.

"Oh hi! Can you take them one at a time? I only have one DIAO after all."

Lucius was responded by the roar of the grenade launcher. He did several backflips, dodging the projectiles while swinging his blade to cut the bombs in front of his landing point.

"Hey, don't just hit the little one."

The laughing Lucius displayed his extraordinary strength, climbing over rooftops and walls as if he was nothing, wandering among swords and running in the barrage of bullets.

Nothing can harm it in the slightest, but anything that gets close to it will die.

"Let me see if your bottom is growing horizontally, hahahaha!"

The Crusader raised his sword to block, but as the sword broke into two halves, he looked to both sides and his intestines fell and blood gushed out.

Raal's Blade, a court sword made for it by the Alien Thorns, with an energy guard and bloodletting leather

The madman hugged the half-corpse and smeared it on his armor. Blood flowed in the grooves of the armor and between the trapped souls that were stacked, squirming, and twisting as they tried to escape.

The mad man came running over, and the nun who was changing the magazine was about to draw out her dagger. The next moment she raised her head, she was facing the broken face and staring into eyes full of madness.

"Hello, dear!"

With a "bang" the visor flew out, and then the mutated right hand pierced the nun's throat, and tentacles grew and spurted out from the nine orifices. Lucius raised it high as if he was playing with a finger puppet, controlling the nun's mouth and dubbing himself:

"Oh, oh, I'm dirty. I'm not a pure nun anymore. I'm already in the shape of Lucius the Flawless Blade. Hahahaha!"

“Puff, fufu, fufu!”

The refined promethium element swept in like a fire dragon, and the blast was so strong that one could feel the burning flames on their faces even from dozens of meters away.

The Sisters of Penance of Melodi who followed from other passages finally arrived. Several large flamethrowers turned the tide, burning the inhuman beast with their anger.

"Ahhh!!"

Howls of pain erupted from the flames. Caroline dragged the blood-covered Sister Stika away. Everyone gasped and looked out for the figure in the fire tornado.

“I’m going to die… ahhhh… I’m going to feel so good, it feels like a sauna!”

Surprise rose on everyone's face, and they immediately raised their guns to shoot. However, as soon as the bullet jumped out of the gun barrel, the wailing that sounded like hundreds of people screaming together blew everything away.

Lucius' only ranged attack is the Soul Screaming Armor, which is covered with tortured souls, which is very similar to Black Bean Sprouts. After all, they are both children of Slaanesh.

Just like Zhuge Liang borrowing the east wind, the fire tornado flew backwards and swept in all directions, and the flying bombs stopped and trembled until the propellant gunpowder was exhausted and shot towards everyone.

"Bang, dang, puff, whoosh."

The situation reversed, and the people who had just caught their breath were once again faced with a life-and-death moment. Lucius, with his entire armor twisted in the dissipating flames, appeared on the scene.

Nothing could stop the scream of the twisted soul. The machine soul trembled and any equipment immediately malfunctioned. Even if the audio blocker in the nun's helmet was working 100%, it could not stop the wailing brainwashing.

However, there are two people among them who are not affected, one with a gun and the other with a chainsaw, atonement and "truth".

"Oh!"

The bomb of "truth" shattered the evil words that misled the people, and "bang", followed by the swing of the two-handed execution chain sword.

"Clang, clang", sparks flew, Lucius, who was standing on the defensive, looked at the bullet core embedded in the blade, this time his tone was a little cautious.

"Negative Psychic..where did you get that gun from."

"Special permission from the Emperor."

"The Emperor's pardon."

"Who the hell asked you, you crazy bitch."

Lucius shook his wrist, and the force was transmitted to the blade. With a crisp "clang" sound, the chain saw vibrated and knocked away. His wrist turned and changed from holding to stabbing, and with a "swish" he cut open the bright eye.

Because of absolute faith, he is stronger without armor than those with armor.

"Hahaha, what a good thing. Give it to dad. She will definitely like this bed toy. Go ahead and do it! I told you to do it!"

As the liquid in the three tanks behind Lucius dropped, he immediately became excited and frantic, his eyes wide open not with fear but with madness.

The mutated right hand suddenly twisted and twitched, and inhuman power burst out from its arm. Several demon tentacles as thick as wrists intertwined and entangled, rising up like a thousand-meter-high building rising from the ground.

"Oh!"

Sister Melody was hit by the devil's whip and flew backwards. She hit the pipe and fell to the ground. Her life or death was unknown.

Everyone immediately provided cover fire, and the roaring bombs this time avoided the blade's swing and shattered the suffering soul, but the opponent's self-sacrificing attacks followed.

"go to hell!"

The speed of the demon whip was even faster than the sound of Lucius's voice. In the blink of an eye, the barbed whip head bloomed like a red spider lily, strange and deadly, waving, flying, twisting and entwining, and firmly embedded in the Crusader's shell armor.

That's right, Lucius once caused a big disturbance in Comoros, destroyed half of the city, stole some potions and ran away alive. There will be more plots involving this later.

"Eat my guns and bullets!"

The Crusader, weighing more than half a ton including his shield, flew among the crowd, crashing into the crowd.

No one could stop the swinging whip and hammer. The Crusaders tried to block it, but they were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot under the horrific impact.

"Ah!"

The thick arm broke with a sound, and although the heavy shield and breastplate were twisted and deformed, the flesh and blood underneath could not withstand the damage caused by the impact, and flew into the air with blood.

"Boom bang bang."

Rolling, squeezing, collision, puncture, the expressions of the injured were different, and the voices of the dead were the same.

Caroline gritted her teeth and persevered. Her arm was broken and bleeding under the lifted arm armor. She leaned against the wall and could only hold the butt of the gun between her legs. With her trembling right hand, she took out special ammunition from the ammunition bag on her waist.

Although the automatic injector had already injected the anesthetic into her body, her uncontrollable shaking made it difficult for her to reload from the ejection port with one hand.

"Click...click...click."

With the ammunition loaded, Caroline raised the gun with one hand and pointed the muzzle at the disgusting can-like face. The raised corners of the mouth made people feel despair.

"Ah!"

Lucius punched Caroline on the plastron, and she crawled up the wall like a shrimp and then fell down, but even so she did not let go of "Truth".

"He's really strong!"

Lucius shook his right arm that was wrapped in tentacles, and the skin on it already had burn marks.

"Fortunately, he's a low-level negative psychic. If he were really untouchable, the lousy medicine in this place wouldn't be enough for me to consume.

Lucius is a drug addict. Without drugs, he has no fighting power. The reason he came to the chemical plant was to prepare some drugs, but they were not strong enough and the ship ran away.

If you dare to disobey me, run away. I will find everyone on the ship and send them all to Bayer..."

Lucius swung his blade while muttering to himself, ready to give those struggling nuns and crusaders a quick death. The small team of less than fifty people was just enough for him to sharpen his blade, but it was not a battle group of fifty people, so it was really wishful thinking to think of taking him down.

“Ahahahaha, it makes me feel good just thinking about it. Just remember, I am the Flawless Blade, the Immortal Lucius!”

0.01 seconds.

The blade thrust out and stabbed at the Crusader's crotch on the ground. Lucius raised the corner of his mouth as he watched the other party launch a futile counterattack.

0.09 seconds.

The long sword flew straight towards his face, and the corner of Lucius's mouth twitched suddenly. There seemed to be something wrong with the boy who was obviously weak.

0.13 seconds.

The demon's tentacles twisted into a hammer and smashed towards the opponent at the same time as the blade. The crackling sound on the storm shield was not the paralyzing feeling of ion energy, which made Lucius open his mouth slightly.

0.20 seconds.

The inflated Crusader withstood Lucius' attack, but the body that was even a head taller than him made the opponent's face look as if he had lost his parents.

0.29 seconds.

The third hand appeared at the right time, and the dagger scraped against the blade, producing sparks, and the shining sparks illuminated Lucius's frightened face.

The left shield blocks the tentacles, the right knife blocks the blade, and the long sword in the middle roars like a dragon.

"Qiang!"

The sword blade flashed with cold light and cut Lucius's neck. Several entangled cables were disconnected at the same time. With the "crackling" sound of electric charges jumping, a drop of cold sweat mixed with blood dripped from his forehead.

"Why, sweaty?"

Rebos, who had stepped aside, asked indifferently. Although there was no tone in his voice, Lucius on the opposite side was so angry that he was twitching.

"Ahhhh!"

Three bottles of medicine fell rapidly from behind him, and Lucius, twitching, swept his whip across and attacked madly. Rebos jumped up with his shield, jumped over the whip and rushed forward.

The swords and knives of both sides clanged again and again, the demon's tentacles swept back and forth, the three-meter-tall Rebos Yaozi turned over, and the laser gun of his third subordinate shot at the opponent's unprotected eyes.

However, after injecting the potion, Lucius' speed increased significantly, and he blocked the tricky attack with just his long, fishy tongue. His tentacles curled into a shield and his feet sank down instantly, shattering the ground and crashing into the air.

This one feels very oppressive.

"Ah!"

The violent force lifted the several-ton Reboss up another two meters. The two men looked at each other through the gaps in their shields, one crazy and the other indifferent.

"Bang bang bang."

Standing alone in the air, amid the flashes of swords and sabers, Rebos put his feet together and pressed down on the enemy with a heavy weight, his tentacles entwined and hooked his fingers, but unfortunately this time the opponent could not withstand the impact.

"Oh!"

The tentacles were scattered and tangled, like a pigtail without a hairband. Lucius finally realized that the crackling sound was not caused by ionic charges, but a negative spiritual energy level that was even more powerful than that of the nun.

“Untouchables!!!”

As the soul trapped in the roaring armor began to scream, Rebos fell to the ground with a frown on his face, threw away his shield with an embarrassed look, and slashed with the sword in both hands.

The dark gap in the subspace pierced towards the bright color inch by inch. All the power of chaos was completely weakened, and the trapped soul even wanted to welcome the arrival of Rebos.

"Qiang!"

The palm without the protection of power armor was cut off at the root, barbs flew everywhere, sparks flew, and blades flew with a flash of cold light.

Rebos took two steps at a time and flew forward, one kick on the waist and the other on the shoulder, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands and stabbing downward with a determined look.

However, Lucius's "gun" was faster, and the spiral drill head burst out from the crotch with a "bang". Although it failed to pierce the spirit-exorcising armor, it also made a big hole, and the impact force directly knocked Rebos' body off course.

The falling sword blade pierced into the floor, and the crackling soul-exorcism death zone ended. The trapped souls who were determined to die saw that there was no hope, and screams like sorrow surged in waves.

"Oh!"

The demon tentacles with torn skin and flesh twisted together again, and a fist one meter wide hit Rebos's waist heavily. The flying cans rolled to the ground and smashed one pipe after another.

"Hahaha! I am immortal..."

"BOOM!"

The bullet was fired, and the huge recoil broke Caroline's right arm. The bomb flew towards Lucius but did not hit the bull's eye.

A small mistake can lead to a big mistake. She was already exhausted and had no ability to control the aim, let alone hold down the special high-explosive ammunition with one hand.

Fortunately, she was loaded with black dome bombs, which had an explosion range of 15 meters, so it didn't matter if it was off by a few meters.

With a bang, the ground began to collapse, the walls began to break, the dome began to crack, and the shock wave wiped out the sound.

Here's a picture of Battle Sister

At this moment, Ian and others were anxiously waiting for the report outside the chemical plant. Suddenly, the shock wave generated by the earth-shaking explosion blew off the roof, and the pipeline leaked and the chemical raw liquid immediately began to leak.

Flames soared and gushed all over the sky, and the previously peaceful place immediately turned into hell, but fortunately the flames only rose in the building and did not affect the huge tank a kilometer away.

"Let the fire brigade put out the fire immediately. The Second and Third Sisters and the Crusader Force will immediately start the rescue!"

After Ian finished speaking, he immediately knelt on the ground and prayed to the Emperor of God to protect the warriors below, at least... at least save Caroline.

...

Rebos pushed away the bricks and tiles that were pressing on him, thinking that the power of the bomb was indeed not suitable for use indoors. The impact even interfered with his visual enhancer, and he had to grope forward in the smoke and dust.

The crackling sound of burning was gradually joined by the sound of coughing. A living person was trying to get up among the broken bricks and tiles. Although his condition was somewhat horrible, at least his life was saved.

The nun was already wearing power armor to protect herself, and at the moment the house collapsed, the Crusaders each found a target that needed protection, and the shield wall gathered to protect everyone.

"Cough cough..."

Rebos waved his hand to decline the help of the Crusaders, and then judged the direction and signaled everyone to look for Lucius's body. However, the guy was not difficult to find, after all, his painful but stubborn groans seemed to guide everyone to the direction.

Lucius, whose most of body had melted away, was still alive, but his situation was almost the same as the end of the story, with his remaining limbs torn into pieces.

The demon whip melted into his body, and only a little lining remained on the armor that contained a tortured soul. It seemed that if he had not used the demon whip to wrap around his body for protection, his soul might have returned to the subspace by now.

The few people who were still in good condition surrounded him, holding swords and shields pointing at the crippled Lucius on the ground, to prevent him from suddenly attacking and hurting people with his evil smile still blooming.

"Ahem...very...very smart...bah..."

The broken tentacles were wriggling on the ground, and the nuns crushed the disgusting things with resentment on their faces. The death of more than a dozen sisters and the tragic victory achieved by more than a dozen crusaders made them unable to contain their anger, and they wished they could go forward and torture the still living remains.

"Tell me about your experience in that battle, and everything that followed, and the name of the Inquisitor you fought most recently..."

"You spineless man, speak quickly! Otherwise I'll let you know what it means to be unable to die!" the nun interrupted.

Lucius, whose face was burning to the point where the bones were exposed, did not panic. He just chuckled until he couldn't breathe, as if he was experiencing some huge joke.

“Hahahahaha, I can’t even die…hahahaha, I really…I really, really want to die once!”

Half of Lucius' body suddenly bounced up, and the bald head grinned as it rammed the surrounding swords.

"Pfft."

"Damn..."