Chapter 17

"We'll be there soon--"

Because the leader of the Angels of Paradise warband ordered to follow the ship, the apprentice of the chief wizard of the Angels of Paradise warband - in fact, the true commander of the Chaos Astartes who are now on the ship saw him lying on the ground. After the Astartes began to breathe the air of the material world again because of their magic, they didn't say much nonsense and walked out of the bridge with their own staffs - about a second after he left, the first The leader of the Chaos Asta Special Operations who regained his rationality finally remembered that he still had a mission to come out this time.

"Hehe... let's drink fresh blood later, right?"

Although he still regretted that he could not fully enjoy the joy just now, he thought that he would probably be able to enjoy more joy after the battle was over, so the Chaos Astartes captain continued to have fun. This Chaos Astartes, who has been fighting in the galaxy for more than a hundred years, reached out and touched the two air tubes behind him. Unfortunately, he injected the synthetic medicine he used during the battle into them, and then dragged his steps. He slowly walked out of the bridge, preparing to find technicians to repair the broken tubes - indeed, he was confident that he would only use the synthesis in the two tubes.

There are three pills for combat, so why not use three?

but......

"Something is there."

After walking out of the bridge, down a main road, and around a branch road, some indescribable feeling made the Chaos Astartes team leader stop in front of the next entrance, and shook his hand. He tightened his chain sword covered with blasphemous runes - and at the same time, slowly injected the second tube of medicine on his back, making his senses enhanced by mutation far beyond those of ordinary Astartes. 'Upgraded again - as the sounds, smells, and faint lights in the path ahead were accurately captured by the Chaos Astartes Captain, the source of the incongruous feeling also appeared in his mind 'middle.

"Ah...soulless machines...but I remember they had some very interesting gadgets..."

Due to the influence of the medicine injected into his body, the Chaos Astartes captain did not use tactical thinking to think about the question of 'Why are there Necrons on the ship' at the first time. By the time the Skinners had already taken the lead and did not hesitate. At the moment of the attack on him, under the stimulation of the battle, the Astartes who had fallen into the ways of Slaanesh realized what he should do with hindsight.

"Alert! Necron invasion!!!"

The circulating medicine, the secretions of the organs in the body, and the sharp feeling of the waving claws in the air. These three scattered stimuli formed a structure in the spirit of the Chaos Astartes in less than a millisecond. A signal that pleased him prompted him to quickly swing the chain sword in his hand, and accurately and elegantly caught the claw of the first skinner to strike. Then, he took advantage of the impact and retracted it with just the right movement. He raised the sword and then sent it out, directly piercing the chest of the second Skinner.

"Ah - ah - you won't scream, this is really bad -"

With his fingers exerting strength and the blade of his sword trembling slightly, the Chaos Astartes Captain easily eliminated the Skinned One that had been pierced through his chest, and even pretended to do a 'dubbing' while it was scattered all over the place. Just as he was about to prepare When he was in a mood to dismantle a Skinner to add to the fun, the wizard's shouting and cursing came from his headphones, which made him divert his attention——

"Damn—everyone—get together! Come near the main control room—there's going to be Tyranids on the ship! I need backup—*&…*&…!"

"Huh? The Tyranids are on board?"

Although for a second, the joyful Slaanesh Astartes who was 'playing' with the Skinner wanted to howl in the communicator and asked his comrades to keep the Tyranids' hormone organs for his own enjoyment, But following up with the memory of the century-long battle in the Milky Way, he realized that something was unusual - according to common sense, whether it was Tyranid swarms or Necrons, the galaxy with their activities could not be without them. Traces, but why did both appear on this ship at the same time - and also, did they appear when they were approaching a space area where the 'Imperial Space Force activities' were suspected?

"——Sorry, I have to find better 'fun'."

Driven by the doubts in his heart, the sword in the hand of the Chaos Astartes suddenly became sharper, and he dealt with the other two Skinners in just a few strokes. Immediately, while sheathing his sword, he activated the mechanism and completely injected the first bottle of medicine into his body.

"call------!!"

With the drug in his body, the Chaos Astartes Captain successfully locked his mental state into the peak state he had just fought against the Skinners. After savoring this feeling carefully, he turned his head without any hesitation. He ran towards the way he came.

Soon, the corridor returned to 'silence' - except for the slight flicker of green on the ground, but if you look closely, you will find a trace of golden Skinner's remains hidden inside, there are no other 'traces'.

23. The confusion of the Chaos Wizard

There's something off about these Tyranids.

The second-in-command among the wizards of the Paradise Angel War Gang—Haimaiqi, who is also the apprentice of the chief wizard, thought so.

As a disciple of Slaanesh who, like his master, pursues happiness that is not what the ordinary material world can provide, he is proficient in 666 techniques to create the highest level of pain and pleasure for mortals, and has trial-produced six A special psychic technique that allows even Astartes-level targets to feel the embrace of Slaanesh. He also carefully studied the body structure of several aliens and found some of the six valuable secretions of Hamach. In a sense, he does not behave like a servant of the Lord of Pleasure, but more like a seeker of knowledge kneeling at the knees of the Lord of Change. Because of the variety of hormones they secrete and their overbearing effects, the Tyranids have always been It is the key research object of Hamach - therefore, after he used a bolt gun to fight with the Tyranids' vanguard who knew how to attach themselves to the ship and sneak in unnoticed, , the Chaos Wizard is keenly aware that the Tyranid swarm they are facing now is slightly out of touch with his understanding of Tyranid...

"Ha...Wizard, why are we retreating? We have clearly suppressed their forwards just now. With a little effort, we can dig out their glands from their bodies, and then..."

Just when Hamach was thinking about the possible origins of 'this kind of Tyranid', a malicious and distorted voice sounded in his ears - this voice came from the leader of the war gang's most trusted six. One of the warriors, and he is also

The guy in the warband who is most addicted to various alien catalysts - just now, he expressed dissatisfaction with Hamach's retreat order, and now, after confirming that Hamach actually has no idea of ​​'leading them over' Finally, the legs of this Chaos Space Marine, who had begun to imagine the effects of Tyranid glands, were already rubbing together.

"Shut up and wait for Hiigara and the others to come back - don't forget that we still have Necron on board. Those guys may be the real trouble."

Hamachi, who had no intention of giving any face to his comrades, quickly pressed a button and locked the road in front of him despite the disappointed eyes of the war gang brothers around him, while he continued to fight with other war gang members. A contact - to his relief, so far, all the Chaos Astartes on the ship were alive, and they were probably listening to him?

"Uh... you are always so arbitrary, Hamach - why do you think Tyranids are not the biggest threat we currently face?"

Chaos Astartes, who was still dissatisfied with Hamach's decision, felt that the fever of battle was passing from his heart, so he gritted his teeth and injected the medicine in his medicine jar to maintain his condition, and his tone could not help but bring out Slaanesh. The unique 'femininity' of believers.

"Because the auspicious device did not capture any sign of a large number of Tyranids nearby - these Tyranids that ran to our ship are most likely 'remnants' of a long, long time ago and cannot become a climate - but the Necrons are different. , maybe there is their 'grave' here."

Knowing that if he didn't tell the truth behind his back, these things might lead to him walking away alone if his brain twitched. Hamach had no choice but to explain to them patiently. At this time, the Chaos Astartes team leader named Hiigaura had already retreated. Nearby.

"Ah ha - Hamach! I hope you have prepared it for me - what are you doing? Why are you hiding here with your people?"

Higla, who jumped down from a passage, was just about to reach out and take something he had 'expected' from Hamach's hand, when he was 'shocked' by the scene in front of him - why did he run to Hamach? Isn't it just to get some fresh Tyrannic stuff to have fun? But looking at Hamaki's posture, let alone Tyranid stuff, he might be deprived of the joy of fighting!

"Shut up! I'm... confirming something!!"

Although the Tyranid swarm has been temporarily isolated at the end of the corridor, the shadow of the subspace that has begun to produce has made Hamach feel uncomfortable, a feeling that makes him tremble, and this feeling makes him afraid. , this fear made him involuntarily excited, because he knew that he had never experienced such a wonderful fear.

However, Hamage knew that this felt wrong. According to what he had learned, the suppressive effect of the subspace shadow of the Tyranid swarm on psykers like him should be a strange emptiness. However, Why does this warp shadow of the Tyranid swarm bring about such strange fear? Combined with the experience he had gained from his brief encounter with them just now, Hamach couldn't help but have further doubts——

Are these Tyranids really the Tyrans that I know?

"ah----!"

"Um------!"

“Quack——————!”

With this question in mind, Hamachi forcibly concentrated his spiritual energy, which had been suppressed by the increasingly dense shadow of the Tyranid subspace, and tried to find some clues in the surge of the subspace. A scream filled with a strange sense of pain suddenly sounded from the earphones, abruptly interrupting his thoughts.

"Apos's team seems to be finished - Hamach, do you still want to waste time?"

In an understatement, Higra described the fact that some of his 'comrades' were most likely dead. He waved his weapon nervously a few times, looking 'interested'. Knowing that the titular captain had entered some kind of bad excitement, Hamach had to give up thinking about these Tyranid invaders. He tightened his grip on his staff, with psychic demonic fire jumping in his eyes.

The next second, the power of blasphemy began to spread around him.

——————————————The dividing line among hammer guys————————————————————

"It seems that we have slightly underestimated these Slaanesh Chaos Astartes. They can fight better than I thought."

Above Queen Rongguang, Anjing looked at the gray Skinner chess pieces placed on the table beside him, with a slightly embarrassed tone - less than half an hour after the war started, he sent in the first round of Skinners. Almost a dozen of them had been lost, and the result in exchange was the lives of three Chaos Astartes.

"After all, he belongs to the Slaanesh family, and he must have two skills in swordsmanship - speaking of which, the Tyranids on my side have generally followed my arrangements, which is incredible."

Abathur, who is controlling his own Tyranid swarm to continue to land, slowly fill up, and spread the shadow of subspace to continuously suppress the battleships, orders new units to enter the selected place, and at the same time responds to this wave of battles himself. expressed surprise at the performance of the Tyranid chess pieces - based on his previous experience of commanding Tyranid swarms, he had already prepared that these Tyranid things would run around talking to themselves and then inexplicably reduce their number by about a quarter. Plan, result - they actually behaved better this time?

"Your tyrannical low command

Self-Discipline Punishment In addition to high PING, the main reason for walking alone is the thirst for biomass? Does this mean that the flesh and blood of these warp-contaminated Slaanesh things can’t be considered ‘biomass’? "

He continued to direct the remaining Skinners from the first round to wreak havoc inside the ship, while at the same time preparing for the silent speculation of the second round of Skinner delivery.

"good."

Abathur, who felt that what Ji Jing said made sense, nodded in approval. Then, he stretched out his finger and gently made a 'push' motion on the command map.

"The Tyranid swarm begins to attack."

Twenty-four. There is Tai Lun in the front, and there are ribs in the back.

Roar, roar.

Acid splashed and plasma pulsed.

Clouds of parasites and poisonous spores are spreading, and the ship's structure is overwhelmed by their erosion.

Under Abathur's order, the security door at the end of the road was quickly torn open by the Tyranids with full strength. A large number of tearing bugs, knife bugs, gun bugs and other basic units of the Tyranids were Swarming into this slightly narrow passage - the next moment, accompanied by a series of terrible explosions, the Tyranids as the vanguard were mostly wiped out by melta grenades placed on the corridor wall as traps.

"...Knife bugs, tearing bugs, reduce the speed of the buffer front, poisonous smoke bugs, spray smoke into the channel, gun bugs, warrior bugs, fire directly, target both sides of the channel, in addition, brain bugs Start preparing psychic energy..."

Seeing a lot of stuff appearing on the plate representing 'temporarily unavailable chess pieces' in his hand, Abathur realized that he had eaten a little bit, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he quickly gave orders—— His order was timely. Although due to command issues, some Tyranids failed to stop the vehicle and continued to be blown up all over the sky, the troops behind them successfully stabilized their position.

"Next... follow - let me see - then slowly advance according to this formation - after contacting the enemy, the brain worms will immediately release their spiritual energy!"

After confirming that all the trap threats in this passage had been eliminated, Abathur breathed a sigh of relief and immediately continued to arrange his tactics, so that his Tyranids formed as much as possible a loose, seemingly very The déjà vu array continued to advance inside the battleship. About five minutes later, Abathur's Tyranids came into contact with the Astartes, the Angels of Paradise warband who were waiting in formation in a hall and longed for the joy of battle.

"Why does this formation of Tyranids smell like the mortal troops of the Corpse Emperor?"

Hamach, who carefully placed himself in a safe place and was able to use blasphemous runes to offset most of the weird feelings, continued to guide the evil power of the subspace while observing that the passage door had been blown to pieces. Eight fell, the Tyranids swarmed out - in the high-speed thinking stimulated by the power of Slaanesh, the Chaos Wizard discovered in the blink of an eye the fact that these Tyranids swarms were not rushing out in disorder.

"Aha————start!!"

However, before Hamachi could inform his warband brothers about this information, a Noise Warrior who couldn't bear it any longer couldn't wait to pick up his weapon and blasted it at Abathur's Tyranids swarm. One fatal sound wave after another, and in an instant, the Tyranids at the front were beaten to pieces, with their bones broken and their flesh broken into pieces.

"Brothers - it's time to enjoy the battle!"

As the Noise Warriors used their own weapons and Tyranids' flesh and blood to play the first song, as if some button had been pressed, the other Space Marines of the Angels of Paradise Chapter couldn't wait to pick up their own weapons. Specialized in weapons, he rushed into the battlefield laughing and shouting wildly, and selectively forgot the fact that there were Necron activities on his ship - even though the Tyranid swarm did not scream or be afraid, but Fighting them feels like cutting into flesh and blood, and Tyranids often have organs that are valuable to them. Such an enemy is enough to excite these Chaos Astartes who have devoted themselves to the path of Slaanesh for a while. !

that is....

The next moment when the chaotic space warriors officially collided with the Tyranid swarm, the brainworm, which had already catalyzed its psychic power to the critical point, shook its body and suddenly wrote itself as node psychic energy. In fact, its essence The power of the emperor's psychic 'derivatives' was released along the will network formed by the insect swarm on the battlefield at the front. With a sudden burst of cold will, the people who had just begun to indulge in the battle The Angels of Paradise Astartes collectively felt an indescribable trembling, a twisted feeling as if they were being stared at by something...

A slight negligence brought about a disaster called death. At the moment when the Astartes of the Angels of Paradise were seized by this feeling, the warrior bugs and gun bugs with long-range attack capabilities 'pulled' at the same time. The trigger used Tyranid's unique ammunition to cover the faces of those Chaos Astartes who did not quickly wake up from the psychic shock caused by the brainworms, and collectively waited for various effects such as plasma, gnawing, and corrosion. ' Next, the Astartes who were attacked all let out miserable howls that were completely unlike Slaanesh.

"Gah——————!!"

"No-no-get out--!"

The screams came and went quickly. In less than half a minute, the victims were silent. However, the screams of these guys reversely catalyzed the fighting fanaticism of the living Angels of Paradise - from the discomfort just now After being freed from the feeling, I heard the wails of intelligent creatures being tortured.

Their hearts became more and more excited, and the movements of their hands and feet became more and more exquisite, especially Higra. The sword in his hand had danced into a flower, and wherever he passed, whether it was a knife bug or a gun bug, it was not his. One enemy.

"retreat."

Just when Higgara's sword light gradually penetrated deep into the Tyranid group and began to come into contact with the warrior insects that rushed up, Hamach's voice, which was obviously not right, sounded in the communication channel - of course, this order naturally made Hui Hui The remaining Chaos Space Marines were collectively dissatisfied.

"Wizard, what did you say? We obviously... ah???"

Before the question was completely uttered, the power of blasphemy dissipated from the space warriors of the Angels of Paradise warband like a tide. Without the blessing of the subspace power, they felt like they had "fallen to the earth" in an instant, and their limbs became inflexible——

"Wizard! We need..."

"I said - retreat!!!"

——————————————Chaos Astartes in retreat————————————————————

"Huh-huh-Wizard, why did you ask us to retreat just now? Why did you lift your witchcraft? Your witchcraft can obviously still persist! I just--you know? I just experienced a kind of It’s a feeling I’ve never experienced before! I almost reached a higher threshold!”

Holding her own melee weapon in both hands, with the color 'flush' written all over her twisted face, Shigra leaned tightly against Hamach and twisted her body in an elegant but disgusting posture. , trying every possible means to 'rubb' the wizard's body, trying to 'persuade' the second-in-command of the war gang's psychic ability to renew his BUFF and then let himself go up and have fun with those bugs for 300 rounds - naturally, his actions almost paid off. An explosive bomb from Hamage, or a destructive psychic energy? six nine four nine three six one three five

"Shut up! There is something wrong with these Tyranids! If you want to have better fun later, then immediately inject two units of No. 3 Potion to improve your tactical thinking ability and help me understand our current situation! "

Because of the increasingly intense subspace shadow phenomenon, Hamach felt that his soul was trembling involuntarily, while trying his best to review the battle situation in his mind, he roared at Higra to 'help him a little'. Realizing that the Chaos Sorcerer was really angry, Shigra didn't dare to say anything. After muttering a few words, he reluctantly activated the syringe on his back and injected the medicine - as the effect of the medicine was triggered, the lingering The excitement of the battle in Hiigara's body gradually faded away, replaced by a feeling of emptiness that disgusted him, and the 'calm thinking' that he should have had as an Astartes.

"They have clear tactics, and there are some units among them that shouldn't be seen by the 'Scattered Tyranid'."

After the drug catalyzed his tactical thinking ability, Higgara quickly discovered the weirdness of the Tyranids swarm they were fighting - the composition of this Tyranids swarm was too perfect, especially the wave of psychic impact at the beginning of the battle. Proving the fact that there are powerful node creatures among them - and the question then arises, Tyranids, will there be 'wild' node creatures left outside?

The answer is impossible! This kind of thing is 100% following the Hive Fleet!

"Either this system has been targeted by the Hive Fleet, or these guys are not normal Tyranid swarms - wait, what is that sound???"

Before Hamach could analyze the matter further, some kind of uncoordinated buzzing sound attracted the attention of these extremely sensitive Chaos Astartes. However, before these Chaos Astartes could determine the source of the sound, A large group of machines that looked like some kind of beetles with green light shining on their bodies crawled out from the shadow of the pipe, turned into a cloud of mist, and quickly attacked the members of the Angel of Paradise war gang.

“Crypt Scarab????”

Hamach, who understood that things were completely out of control, was just about to raise his weapon against the feeling of emptiness, when the metal ground beneath him cracked into several pieces - in the blink of an eye, the Chaos Wizard was silently Screaming, they fell into the darkness below along with the other Chaos Astartes active here.

Falling towards their fate.

Twenty-five, the Chaos Space Marines who received mercy

Pain, pain that I can't feel any pleasure at all, pain that is too simple.

When Higgara covered his head and climbed up from the metal ground in a daze, he found that he had fallen alone to the bottom area of ​​the ship - an energy transport pipeline that was in disrepair some distance away. Just a little bit away, the terrible chemical smell continued to flow into his sensitive nasal cavity, making the fallen space warrior feel waves of supernatural nausea. The monotonous sound of mechanical operation and the sound of things flowing in the pipeline continued. The constant stimulation of his hearing made the Chaos Space Marine almost go crazy.

"Ah - yes, dear Hamach, I have something to do now, something very, very important - I promise the Lord of Joy that I will come to you when I am happy enough - yes ,that's all--"

As the effect of Potion No. 3 gradually faded away, and with the continuous stimulation of the bad smell and monotonous sound in the surrounding environment, Higra's 'rationality' successfully shut down in a few seconds, and the 'desire' that pursued killing and swordsmanship ' took control of his soul again - ever since, using glib language

After half a minute of 'friendly exchanges' between Qi and the Chaos Wizard who was yelling at him to quickly go somewhere to join a certain team, Higra ignored Hamach's voice and rushed towards him with his sword. He entered the place where the slaves were kept in the bottom area - the battle just now did not satisfy him at all, and now he couldn't wait to kill a few slaves to hear the screams of "suppression"!

but......

"brush!!!"

In the blink of an eye when Higurah turned a corner, a huge black shadow suddenly jumped from the top of the passage, and a huge sword-like thing viciously struck Higgara's head. At the same time, The sharp claws blocked Hiigara's dodge direction one on the left and one on the right - there is no doubt that if these attacks are carried out, then Hiigara will most likely be seriously disabled even if she is not dead!

"Yo--!!!"

However, the attack was intercepted.

Because of the blessing of the power of Slaanesh, Higgara, who has much faster reaction speed than normal Astartes, heard the sound of the bone sword being swung down, and intercepted it with his own weapon. In the attack path of the sword, he tried his best to move his body forward, so that while he successfully intercepted the bone sword of the samurai insect, he also allowed the sharp claws of the samurai insect to only touch his power armor. Two scratches were left. This feeling of wandering between life and death caused the hormone organs in Higra's body to become collectively active. The strong stimulation made Higra's whole body tremble like chaff.

“That’s it—that’s it—that’s it!!!”

Under the dual stimulation of hormones and the excitement of battle, Higra widened his alienated eyes, opened his strange mouth, and shook his hands to create phantoms that accurately and elegantly blocked the attacks of the samurai bugs one by one, while returning a little bit. It left a series of tiny scars on the body of the samurai bug - although, Shigra knew that the thing in front of him would not feel pain and fear, and there was no point in torturing it, but he just couldn't help but want to Playing with the hearts of flesh and blood prey!

finally......

"Gah————!!"

After fighting back and forth for a while, Higra had mastered the attack frequency of the samurai bugs and felt that his opponent could no longer provide him with more pleasure. He spun his sword and locked onto a spot on its body that he had already seen. The low-defense area that has been determined, a light push - accompanied by a shrill scream, the warrior bug fell to the ground, and after a few struggles, it stopped moving.

"Next - is the trophy! Ah ha! Something I've long wanted to experience!"

The moment the Samurai Bug fell to the ground, Higra pulled out two sword flowers with lightning speed, cut open its abdomen, and pulled out a small one from inside, but he was already familiar with its shape. Something of the heart. After being intoxicated, he placed the gland in front of his nostrils and took a deep breath. Xigela carefully opened the only intact injection tube on his body, put the gland in, and soaked it in his most commonly used medicine.

"It's your first time... just come to a unit, right? If it's not fun enough, add more."