Chapter 50 50, Lymphatic

Dukel kept waving the chain sword in his hand, and countless Nurgle demons got into the defense line. Before they could see the situation clearly, they were instantly hacked to death without stopping at all.

The surface of the chainsword, which was burning with inner fire, was not even stained with blood, and only the brilliant light of fire remained every time it was swung.

For a time, blood flowed like a river.

Kane's expression went from worried and incomprehensible at the beginning to gradually slowing down.

But as the powerful demons of Nurgle's demonic army also moved closer to the defense line, the political commissar's heart grew again.

"Your Highness, be careful, Nurgle's Plague Apostles are coming!" Kane shouted, becoming worried again.

Plague Apostles are the backbone of Nurgle's demon army. In the eyes of a loving father, the longer a warrior can endure Nurgle's rotten disease, the more qualified he is to become a demon. And the souls of these most determined and brave warriors were cast into plague apostles.

Their appearance in the demon army itself proves that even the most determined, strongest, and most capable warriors cannot resist the erosion of Nurgle.

They are the centers of spreading diseases, carrying germs carefully prepared by the plague lords. Even the most powerful warriors will be infected and corrupted by them if they are not careful.

"boom!--"

Dukel's power glove killed a Plague Apostle who couldn't avoid it with one punch. He turned to look at Kane, "What did you just say?"

He really didn't hear clearly. After all, the battlefield was too noisy and the enemy's wailing was too sweet.

Kane: "."

It’s okay, you continue.

The Plague Apostles and even the Plague Lords in Nurgle's demon army are the best among the best on the battlefield.

Even the concentrated fire of an entire company of Space Marines would be difficult to destroy.

And the battle formation composed of these elites can easily hold the original body back for a period of time.

After all, if they fled in all directions, it would be difficult for Duker to kill them all at once.

but

This is inside the mountain defense line.

Even if the expeditionary legion used a large number of servitors and heavy machinery when digging the defense line, they could not break through the limitations of the mountain space itself and make its interior as empty as the outer defense line.

For Dukel, and even a huge demon, the space here is even a little narrow, and there is no room for pulling at all.

In such a small environment, I encountered a body that was invincible in the physical universe.

In this kind of terrain, even if the four gods come in person, it is like beating a dog with a closed door.

"No wonder the think tank placed His Royal Highness Dukel in this position. He may have already made tactical arrangements!"

"The arrangements of the Expeditionary Legion's think tank are indeed meticulous, and even this situation can be expected."

Kane stood not far away, watching a powerful demon who could cause huge casualties on the battlefield, but now he was slaughtered one by one like a lamb to be slaughtered.

After calm analysis, he secretly lamented the role of mature think tanks in the war.

At this time, the think tanks on board the Soul Fire in the outer orbit were in dire straits, spinning around like headless ants.

As the demon army poured into the last line of defense, the communication between the battlefield and the think tank was completely cut off. "What happened inside the mountain defense line? His Highness Duker will not be in danger, right?"

"We must contact Efilar in the Steel Fortress as soon as possible, let her take care of the wounded, and go to the mountain defense line to support immediately!"

The thoughts of the think tank are unpredictable to the imperial soldiers at this moment.

But as they watched Dukel wield his chainsword and slaughter the demons, their hearts grew hot.

I have to say that although the original body's "super power theory" sounds like nonsense, it seems to be really passionate!

The chain saw buzzed and blood splattered!

The undying will to fight infects every Imperial soldier. On the battlefield, Dukel is born with an aura that he would give to anyone else.

Take the lead, not afraid of strong enemies, and have high morale!

This kind of momentum is enough to make the most timid soldier take up arms and charge at the most ferocious demon with red eyes! .

Outside the mountain defense line, the fat face of the Great Unclean One Lymphos showed a look of confusion visible to the naked eye.

"What's going on? It's been so long, why hasn't there been any feedback from within the mountain defense line?"

From his perspective, all the demons that got into the mountain's defense line disappeared, as if they were not attacking the defense line, but jumping into the bottomless abyss.

How long has it been? !

Even if tens of thousands of dogs are thrown in, there won't be any sound, right?

"Lord Lymphus, we have discovered the location of the original body, but" a plague lord paused and continued, "but after they entered the gap, they seemed to have suffered an extremely terrible attack at the same time, and no signal was even transmitted. If it comes out, it will be destroyed.”

"We suspect that the puppet emperor's lackeys have laid extremely terrifying traps within the defense lines."

The Plague Lord was also a little confused at the moment.

They have also worked hard. The two gaps in the mountain defense line are now controlled by the Nurgle demon army, and neither one has fallen into the hands of the empire.

This war has been going smoothly, but why can't we rush in?

According to their understanding of the Primarch, even if there were Primarch and an entire Astartes Legion within the mountain defense line, no feedback would be conveyed.

In the Plague Lord's perception, the entire mountain defense line was shrouded in an invisible force field, and it was impossible to detect the information contained in the psychic-like spells.

All the demons that had penetrated completely disappeared, as if they had never existed. In a daze, the demon lord even felt that what was standing in front of him was not a huge mountain defense line, but a two-headed evil dragon with a wide mouth. Greedily sucking in the Nurgle Legion.

"Please give us a little more time." The Plague Lord, who was in charge of commanding the Nurgle Jimen army, gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely be able to capture this defense line!"

He didn't believe that the traps inside the mountain were endless.

There was an absolute disparity in the numbers between the Nurgle Demon Army and the Imperial Expeditionary Force. Even if he stepped on them hard, he was confident that he would completely crush the trap.

"No need!" However, Lymphos held up his fat belly and walked towards the mountain defense line.

"They are coming and there is no time for you anymore. I will do it myself!"

Lymph can't wait any longer. Any further delay may ruin the plans of the gods. If the gods are displeased, he will pay an unbearable price.

"Children, open the way for me!" Lymphus ordered the Nurgle Demon Army, then turned to look at the Plague Lord, "You lead the Jiren Legion and hold off other imperial battle groups."

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Within the mountain defense line.

Dukel brandished his chain sword and suddenly discovered that the number of demons pouring in along the gap was decreasing rapidly.

Until no more demons get in.

As soon as Dukel was about to give chase, he saw a fat and bloated mountain of meat walking towards the gap in the defense line.

The meat mountain is surrounded by a thick poisonous barrier, and within the thick miasma, zombies with rotting bodies are looming - none other than Lymphus, the Great Unclean One!

Unlike other demons, the Great Unclean One's vision seems to be able to penetrate the force fields and state religion runes within the defense line and clearly see the situation inside.

"It turns out to be His Highness Primarch No. 2. No wonder the children can't step into the defense line." Unlike His bloated and rotten appearance, although Lymph's voice was muddy, it had a somewhat polite feeling.

"Your Highness, Primarch No. 2, it's been a long time. Well, probably ten thousand years. How are you doing lately?"

With the arrival of the big demon, the arrogance of Nurgle's demon army became even more crazy. They were wrapped in a thick poisonous mist, like a huge poisonous cloud oppressing the mountains.

"Nurgle!" Kane's eyes widened.

"There is only one Nurgle demon in legend who can corrupt the entire world by himself!"

Kane's heart started to panic again. He had a hunch that if he could survive again with good luck today, then he would add another touch of legend to his resume in the future.

At this moment, Duker also carried the chain sword and walked to the gap in the mountain defense line. He looked down at the Nurgle army gathered at the foot of the mountain, until he set his sights on the conspicuous Great Unclean One. His silent manner made his face change. Even more cold.

The original body carefully observed Lymphos standing among the demon army. After a while, he spoke,

"Have you seen me?"

"Who the hell are you?"

In the memory of Primarch No. 2, he had fought wars with many Great Unclean Ones of Nurgle, but unfortunately these Great Demons of Nurgle all had disgusting looks and were not recognizable at all.

As a result, even if he searched his memory carefully, he couldn't remember who was standing in front of him.