Chapter 166 Sister Slaanesh
A scantily clad nun stepped out of the shadows. The armor originally decorated with holy words and prayers was changed beyond recognition, and a large area of skin was exposed. What was once a display of the Witch-King's majesty became obscene tattoos.
Misar Brigita, the clerical nun who was already past middle age, is now like a young girl who has just grown up! Tight and elastic skin, big watery eyes, full of spring, leaning against the wall, sucking her little finger, a faint blood stain stuck to the corner of her mouth.
"I didn't expect to find such an interesting person here! This city really brought me too many surprises." Misar held a heart in his other hand and said with blurred eyes: "My lord Sure enough, we have made arrangements for our fate."
A few degenerate, degenerate nuns crawled out of the tunnel behind Misar. Some grew extra arms, others had eyes that protruded like snails, and the one that emerged from the top of the cave was covered in mouthparts of all kinds.
These nuns were covered in blood, holding some bloody things in their hands and nibbling, showing the miserable fate of the militiamen.
"Back, you go first, I'll stop him!" Holding a military crossbow, Rick pointed his weapon at the enemy without changing his face: "Hey! Girl, I've seen too many ugly monsters today, look Getting up is my thing, do you want to talk to me?"
"Oh, you are very brave, mortal." Slaanesh nun Missar smiled slightly, her voice was like several people joining together: "It's a pity that I am too busy today, otherwise I can play with you, now I only care about you behind you." , the man with the six-pack abs is interested!"
"I can smell the fragrance of his brain!" The nun took a deep breath, as if savoring it carefully: "My lovely pets, go and bring me back those two delicious pieces of meat!"
The nuns, who had completely fallen into their own desires, chased Marx and Boss Polk along the walls and ceiling like animals.
With the military crossbow in his hand, Rick hit the one who rushed in front head-on. The huge force on the crossbow pierced the fallen nun directly!
This monster with only instinct left was almost killed on the spot. The man named Rick mercilessly dropped the valuable enchanted crossbow, and dropped a dark object at his feet, waved at the nuns, turned and disappeared at the end of the passage.
[Alchemy bomb: As a weapon, this thing is valuable, average power, and extremely unstable, but there are some people who like to challenge their lives! 】
In the next second, a huge explosion suddenly echoed in the tunnel, and half of the tunnel collapsed! In the chaos, the fallen nuns could no longer find Marx and others, but Sister Misar showed no unhappiness on her face, as if the obstacles in front of her, like the fireworks before victory, were just for fun.
"Struggle, prey, you will put on the most wonderful performance for my lord." Misar clenched the heart in his hands, and swallowed all the blood that was squeezed out. Stepping forward with graceful steps, the debris in the tunnel seemed to be moved away by invisible hands, making way for the nun.
On the ground, the young Carl found another mark on a tree by the roadside. He walked up, looked carefully, pointed to a direction in the distance, and said suspiciously: "This mark shows that My father went underground?"
Before the young Karl could finish his words, there was a loud noise from the ruins in the distance. With the flashing fire and shock, everyone's eyes turned to that direction, and the witcher showed a smile: "Look!" Come on, your father has pointed out the route for us, leave the rest to me, you stay here,
Before Karl could refute, the witcher walked like flying and galloped in that direction.
As the distance shortened, he once again smelled the rotten stench of Chaos in the air: "A new guy has come to visit? Damn it, do I have to go deep into Chaos and knock on doors to notify?"
Thinking of this, he recalled the memory he inherited from that [not so incomplete pendant]. That tall and fearless figure, that almost never-ending firm will, is it true that someone was trapped in the Chaos Realm and has been fighting until now?
"Where are we?" Max asked weakly. In the shock just now, Max fainted. Boss Pork ran along the tunnel for a while with him on his back, until the surroundings became quiet, as if he had escaped from the tunnel. Dangerous, he stopped his steps.
"I don't know, I think we should be out of danger, right? Or not... anyway, I can't run anymore!" Mr. Pok said panting, how many years had he not exercised so strenuously since he was usually pampered ?
"I'll see if I can find an exit. It's too dark here..." Boss Pork put Max on the ground and knocked on the surrounding walls. He was sure that he was less than one meter away from the ground.
"It's not time to relax." Rick walked out of the darkness, appearing in front of the two like a ghost: "I left some small gifts on the way, but I don't think I can stop them! You can't even get rid of me , not to mention those women who don't seem easy to mess with."
"Leave me here!" Max gasped, "Take me, you can't escape, their goal is me, in their eyes, I'm like a firefly in the dark, you can't hide It's open."
Polk seemed to be thinking about Marx's proposal. He was not strong enough to begin with, but he had exhausted most of his physical strength after running all the way. Why didn't he let go of this burden and run away alone?
As soon as this idea popped up in your mind, it tempted you like a demon, you can survive without him, what are you waiting for? Polk even became a little short of breath.
But in Marx's illusion, he seems to have experienced hundreds of years of washing, and it can be regarded as washing out all his charms, and he immediately discovered his abnormality.
"She's here!" Polk seized the time to recover his strength: "It's nearby!"
"What a tempting little fat man, your taste will definitely make me very unforgettable!" The nun's voice echoed in the tunnel, making people confused: "Don't be afraid, you have so much meat, maybe when I'm full , I am willing to leave you a way out!"
"Hmph, play tricks!" Rick spat in disdain, and took out a black object from his arms, intending to repeat the same trick, but this time, he miscalculated.
PS: I saw that in this chapter, someone asked if the boss of Bo Ke, who had such a tricky name, was Engels, no. . . I have written his full name, the prototype of this person is the French Revolution, the leader of the Thermidor coup, Robespierre, later generations have mixed reviews, but during the French Revolution, the number of beheaded people in Paris is almost innumerable ~ It's so cool to fly. The reason why I focus on describing these people several times is to pave the way for the future plot of the old continent.
PS: Thanks for the reward from book friend x-on:皮布巴隆
PS: There will be another chapter later, to make up for yesterday morning