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

Chapter 249 The Evil God's Territory Boards the Ship

The rumbling of the light spear bombardment overturned the earth, and all the chaotic creatures running wildly were reduced to ashes in a burst of fire.

Before the smoke from the bombardment cleared, the ground troops howled and came to the battlefield again, the sharp horns on the front of the jet bikes pierced the flesh, and the blades cut everything in front of them.

The plunderer airship ploughed the land, cutting up a large number of chaos creatures. The dark light spears and crusher cannons on it chopped the enemy's offensive like cutting melons and vegetables.

It fits the Dark Eldar aesthetic perfectly: fast, deadly, and as fragile as paper.

The Chaos Creatures, which had just gained an advantageous position, suffered heavy casualties due to the repeated dives and cuts by the ground troops. If they were not a group of bloodthirsty lunatics, such a high death toll would have surely caused the morale of any sane army to collapse.

Inside the prison, Lin Heng's long knife sank into the hound's eye socket, and he turned the handle to crush its brain. The surrounding warriors also rushed forward to chop and chop, but they all underestimated the vitality of this beast.

As it roared and snarled, it swung the hideous bone spurs on its head and hit the unfortunate warrior, piercing his armor with just one strike. It was not until everyone wanted to chop it into eight pieces that this huge one-ton creature finally died.

[Strength: 959+42]

Lin Heng was not happy about the improvement of his attributes, but looked nervously at the alien that suddenly appeared in front of him. In his memory, this creature was called Mandela, a creature from the Shadow Kingdom and a high-level combat force among the conspiracy group.

Basically, anyone who is in a high position likes to hire this kind of creature as a bodyguard. The floating black smoke, the green lines, and the apron made of human skin make it look like some kind of evil existence.

This picture is quite tense. Even Hei Douya, the dark inhabitant in the dark dimension, couldn't fully understand the other party's situation.

Especially with that ability to appear in the shadows, Lin Heng didn't notice the other party's appearance at first, which scared the hound and also sounded the alarm for him.

Mandela turned his head to look at Lin Heng in front of him, his dark green eyes narrowed into a thin line, but before he could think more, the demon rushed over, so he had to turn around and resist.

Lin Heng wasn't sure whether the other party could see that there was something wrong with him. Anyway, the farther away from this thing the better. Even the Dark Eldar themselves couldn't figure out Mandela's situation, so he shouldn't take the risk.

"Evacuate the prison immediately! The ship discovered that more Chaos creatures and low-level demons were emerging in the other seven prisons.

After capturing a group, they immediately boarded the ship and left. If they delayed further, who knows if it would attract the attention of the evil god.

For some unknown reason, those portals cannot open the cracks leading to the subspace. Everyone should take this opportunity to evacuate quickly!" The Tianlong shouted, covering his ears.

So the conspiracy fighters dragged the bodies of their teammates and those high-value Chaos creatures and began to rush to the airship outside. In order to conceal their tracks, Lin Heng also worked hard with a few black bean sprouts to drag the body of the bloodhound.

On the one hand, retrieving the bodies of your companions can send them to the Haemolects for resurrection. Although it depends on luck whether you will be your original self after resurrection, at least you can really return to the real world.

The corpses of chaotic creatures and mutants can be put to greater use, for organism transformation, by splicing two different organisms together.

Or extract the cerebrospinal fluid, spinal cord fluid, body fluids, etc. of mutant organisms to make poisons, stimulants, or stimulants containing poisons.

Some of the precious potions are even substances extracted from the body of the Hive Tyrant. They are expensive and their effects are very obvious.

Therefore, many conspiracy fighters also have the habit of taking drugs before the battle. While they are enjoying it, their combat effectiveness also soars. The demand is getting bigger and bigger, and the threshold is getting higher and higher until they stab themselves to death.

The corpse was dragged onto the airship, and Lin Heng also boarded it smoothly. A small part of the troops was left behind to block the enemy. Those chaotic creatures without vehicles and long-range weapons would eventually become the souls of the dead under the high-speed airship.

This method of slaughter and cruelty is exactly what those motorcyclists who only know how to accelerate want. The feeling of dancing on the tip of a knife makes them feel very excited.

So the soldiers pulled out their syringes and injected a potion called "corpse lotus," a plant that grows from corpses, combined with a mixture of steroids.

It can make their muscle fibers fuller, gain stronger resistance to pressure and tension, and allow them to perform more thrilling moves when controlling the jet motorcycles, allowing them to maximize their skills!

"YIIIHAAA!"

They can do any trick you want, including going straight in, overtaking with a blade, tail-swinging, flying upside down, controlling with feet, peeing on the car, and the more stimulating the behavior is, the more they like it.

Lin Heng was thankful that the conspiracy soldiers he had met before were very poor and could not afford such expensive combat potions, otherwise they might cause a lot of trouble if they suddenly saw them.

The frigates overhead covered everyone's retreat. The powerful dark weapon light spears burned the earth, but the chaotic creatures were not afraid at all. Instead, they ran towards the most dangerous places.

Bloodthirster, a low-level demon of Khorne, a big soldier, but don't take it seriously. The fear demon that appeared before is a secondary demon, one level higher than it.

When they saw airships and the like, they waved swords and wanted to chop them down. Fortunately, these creatures only had melee weapons. If they were like orcs, they would be difficult to deal with.

Looking at the prison getting farther and farther away, Lin Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief. This place was not safe and it was even difficult to hide in it.

Although it is darkest under the lamp and the most dangerous place is the safest place, Lin Heng would rather choose to be among the crazy people without the existence of evil gods than to mix with this group of red-skinned butchers.

The airship activated its life-support field, protecting the slaves as they safely passed through the oxygen-free space. Then Lin Heng saw the red destroyer that looked like a super-multiplied jet motorcycle.

Black Bean Sprout Cruiser, yes, it also has a sickle, and it still runs away if it can't win. After all, its ship does not have a void shield system, and it relies purely on speed to dodge.

When the airship was safely docked in the cabin, the conspiracy warriors immediately drove the slaves to the prison. From one prison to another, although the names were the same, the lifestyles were very different.

There were endless cries of grief and the roars of the chaotic creatures. Although the cries were different, the treatment they received was almost the same.

"F*ck! The damn monkey vomited on my feet, you bastard, lick it clean for me! Lick it clean for me!"

"Low-class Chaos creature, cut off its tongue! Knock out all its teeth!"

The atrocities never stopped. Even when they arrived on the ship, these black bean sprouts needed further satisfaction. The Dark Eldar, who took pleasure in torturing other races, were truly the enemies of all living things.

Lin Heng shook his head, then followed the instructions in his memory and returned to his room with the others. Lin Heng was lucky, as several soldiers in his team all died in the prison world.

Although it is unclear whether the so-called Blood Orcs will revive them, they can just find a reason to kill them when the time comes. After all, this is their tradition, and only the powerful ones can survive.

As long as you have the ability, the first thing you do after joining the team is to murder your boss, even if the other party invites you to join the team, as long as you can bear the consequences of failing in the murder.

Lin Heng thought that this kind of lifestyle was quite suitable for him. He could just take action against anyone he disliked and he could accept any weird behavior. Even touching and eating corpses were normal behaviors for him.

So Lin Heng settled down on the destroyer. Although all the power armor he had collected were gone, he used them to buy a boat ticket.

...

"Reporting to His Highness the Archon, the destroyer has begun to return, and its captain said that he did not find the escorted items in the prison." said the communicator.

Akarakais looked at the slave list and said calmly:

“It doesn’t matter if we can’t find it. Wherever there is a bloodletting demon, there must be a subspace channel connected to the blood territory. I should have realized that the number of eight prisons is not auspicious.

Although we don't know what the tin cans are transporting, knowing it or not probably won't provide any decisive information. At most, he's just a damned criminal.

What is the current status of the Imperial Navy's ships?"

"Those tin cans have started to hold their ground. We have occupied the engine room, command room, and armory, but I believe the other side still has many branch warehouses, so they can still put up a stubborn resistance." said the communicator.

"As long as we can't escape, it's fine. Once the destroyer reunites with the fleet, we'll head to the entrance of the webway immediately. We've been out there for several months, so it's time to go back to Comoros for some replenishment."

"Yes!"

...

More than seventy hours passed, and Lin Heng gradually became familiar with the situation of the Dark Eldar ships. They had basically no defensive capabilities and relied entirely on shadow force fields and mimicry engines.

The shadow force field changes the magnetic field to form a distorted mist field around the ship. In the dark space, basically few forces can detect each other.

With the addition of the mimicry engine, basically any ship of the Empire can be completely restored. If one of these ships sneaks into the fleet, it will be like a time bomb that can explode at any time at the critical moment.

Therefore, this group of Dark Eldar, who claim to be a noble species, rely on their absolutely swift speed and absolutely powerful firepower, and do not bother to make the so-called defense.

This can also be seen from the most ordinary conspiracy fighters. Although those armors are fully enclosed, they are also built for flexibility.

If you are caught by the Astra Militarum, as long as you can hit them, you will basically be injured, but in general, the Astra Militarum are the ones who are slaughtered.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to call their ships glass cannons. Relying on their mobility and various types of powerful artillery, they can hit and run away, launch sneak attacks without any moral principles, and destroy the enemy's engines, void shield systems, and defensive firepower systems.

The rest of the things were the same as what Lin Heng had experienced, being slaughtered, abused, killed, and humiliated. The team with high value and difficult to take down was the same as the Tauren.

Lin Heng was thinking about the intelligence he had obtained, trying hard to digest the language of the elves, strolling on the ship, and then he heard news outside a cabin that made him unable to control himself.

"That power armor is hard, but it has no ductility at all. No wonder Meng Kai has to wear that thing. His reaction is not as fast as ours. Hahaha."