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The passage became wider and wider as we walked, and the smell became stronger and stronger.
The bones on the ground turned from a few scattered pieces into a sea of bones in layers, mixed with the metal remains of mechas, all of which were trampled to pieces.
Fu Haoran raised his hand.
The team stopped for a moment.
The shadows on the rock wall spread out, and a slender figure stood in the center.
With a bald head and fair skin, the Hive City aristocratic dress is spotless, and the vertical pupils glow with a cold light, she is none other than the female bishop of the Genestealers sect, Moria Wanzhao.
She raised her hand and caressed the bone ornaments on her chest, and her spiritual roar filled the entire passage, "Unholy ants, how dare you disturb your respected father from his sleep? They will all be broken into pieces today!"
Dredd didn't care about women at all. Bolter directly loaded the gun and pointed the gun at the head of the female bishop. "Here's leader, suffer death."
Bang!
The loud noise shattered the rock wall into rubble.
A huge object fell from the sky, its four claws hit the ground, and cracks were created in the cobweb, and a fishy, sour smell hit his face.
He is nearly six meters tall, with a black carapace as hard as a rock wall covering his body, four huge claws as thick as the arms of a strong man, six turbid compound eyes that lock onto everyone, and green acid dripping from his mouthparts.
It is Genestealers Patriarch who just woke up.
It didn't hide deep in Cultists's sanctuary. It had already gone around to ambush the team, and even Tychus's psychic perception couldn't catch any trace of it.
Patriarch raised his head and roared, the sound shook everyone's eardrums, and gravel fell from the rock wall.
In the midst of this roar, Fu Haoran moved.
He didn't show any martial ethics, he gripped the huge chain saw disc tightly and stabbed it straight into the gap in the soft armor of Patriarch's abdomen.
Focus on the weak points and kill them without giving any face.
"Roar!"
Patriarch roared in pain, his giant claws swept across, and slapped the chain saw disc hard.
There was a crisp click sound.
The wide and thick chain saw disc was directly cracked, most of the saw teeth were broken off, and it was completely scrapped.
This thing has a large area and strong destructive power. It has shortcomings in defense and is also fatal. It was destroyed on the spot with the full force of Patriarch's claw.
Fu Haoran threw away the scrap saw without hesitation. There was no surprise on his face, only a little pity. "It's quite durable, but its lifespan is a bit short."
Patriarch's huge claws grabbed the strong wind and rushed straight towards it.
Fu Haoran retreated sharply, flipped his wrist, took out a dark shotgun, and pressed the muzzle of the gun against Patriarch's chest.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The gunshots were fired continuously, which was not the single-shot mode of a conventional shotgun at all. Firepower like exploding beans poured out, and the projectiles hit the Patriarch carapace hard, leaving large blood stains.
Dredd was dumbfounded and yelled, "This is a navy jump shotgun. It can only fire a single shot! How do you do it in a row?"
Fu Haoran threw away the empty magazine and said in a calm tone, "Just added a rotating part. It's a small modification, not worth mentioning."
The injury on the chest not only failed to suppress Patriarch, but completely ignited its ferocity. Its compound eyes were as scarlet as blood, and its psychic pressure increased several times.
Dredd made a prompt decision, turned around and rushed in the direction of the female bishop. "I'm going to catch the bishop and cut off his psychic assistance!"
Fu Haoran had questions on his face and complained on the spot, "Isn't that right, brother? Where are the other exits from this sealed passage? How much do you trust us to hold this monster down?"
Fu Haoran's face was filled with questions. "Are you serious? There isn't even a Rat hole in this sealed passage. Are you still worried that she can escape?"
"Or are you confident that we can avoid being shot to death by this six-meter-tall monster before you come back?"
Complaints are complaints, Fu Haoran didn't stop at all, and didn't fight with Patriarch at all. He flew backwards, perfectly avoiding Patriarch's tail.
"Fuck it!"
Castigator grabbed the neutral gear and rushed forward with the engine roaring. Iron Fist hit Patriarch hard on the chest, directly knocking the six-meter behemoth to the point where it staggered to its knees.
Patriarch stood up angrily, swept across with his giant claws, and with a click, forcibly removed one arm of the mecha, and the metal cable drooped down with sparks spraying out.
After all, Castigator is just a mortal's equipment. It is more than enough to deal with thugs and mutants, but it is completely inadequate against this awakened Genestealers Patriarch.
Dredd felt half-hearted.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The roar of Heavy Bolter exploded.
Tychus was carrying Heavy Bolter, and the firepower poured out like crazy, and the ammunition belts made a rattling sound.
But even if Heavy Bolter penetrated the carapace, Patriarch just roared in pain and kept walking, knocking the gun out of Tychus's hand.
Patriarch swung its giant claw and hit Tychus on the head, obviously wanting to tear this annoying Ogryn chicken into pieces first.
But the next second, Tychus turned over his hands and took out two power sticks, with blue and white electricity wrapped around the sticks.
Then open the bow left and right, and paste the front door on Patriarch's forehead.
You said that Patriarch is six meters tall, even if you kneel down, it is more than three meters tall.
Tychus said that no one stipulated that Ogryn would not jump.
So he went down with two sticks.
"Ouch!"
Patriarch retracted his giant claws in pain, and then tried to fight back. Tychus had already greased the soles of his feet and disappeared without a trace. He hit and ran away, not wanting to fight at all.
Genestealers Patriarch's brain shut down for half a second before he could react.
Ran away?
If Patriarch could talk, he would be scolding him very unpleasantly now.
Fortunately, Genestealers Patriarch can only scream incompetently, like an incompetent husband.
However, in the shadow of the corner, an old man has been waiting for a long time.
When Patriarch just appeared around the corner, Fu Haoran, who had been waiting for a long time, took Plasma Pistol and shot Patriarch in the knee.
Zila~
The plasma beam burned through the soft armor, and green insect blood spurted out. Patriarch let out a shrill roar and knelt down on the spot.
Tychus raised his hand and threw three high-explosive grenades accurately into Patriarch's arms.
Patriarch subconsciously used his giant claws to protect his chest. At this moment, Fu Haoran took out the one-handed knife and rushed in like Lightning Fighter. The knife pulled his butt and opened his eyes!
The knife pierced the soft part of Patriarch's tail vertebra, leaving only the handle exposed.
Severe pain rushed straight into his mind, Patriarch raised his head and screamed, and subconsciously let go of the giant claw protecting his chest.
Three grenades rolled into its arms along the gap.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of explosions exploded, green insect blood spattered, and the carapace on Patriarch's chest completely exploded, leaving not an inch of intact skin.
Tychus's anus tightened and she subconsciously shrank back.
Fu Haoran patted the dust on his hands with an innocent look on his face. "What are you looking at me doing? I didn't stab him."
Tychus glared at him. "Who stabbed that?!"
"It hit it by itself, it's none of my business.
"Fu Haoran shrugged, "I just stretched out the knife, and it insisted on hitting the knife."
The smoke dissipated and Genestealers Patriarch slowly stood up.
This monster's vitality was ridiculously strong. It was still standing up even though it was covered in blood. Its anger level was fully maxed out, and its six compound eyes were staring at the two pieces of shit in front of it.
Fu Haoran and Tychus didn't even make eye contact. They ran away, running left and right, as if they were afraid that if they were slow for a second, they would be betrayed by the other party.
Patriarch didn't hesitate at all and locked onto Fu Haoran decisively. His eyes were firm and his steps were... limping, with his anus tightly tightened.
Fu Haoran complained unhappily as he ran, "What are you doing? Tychus is obviously easier to chase, so why should you chase me? Just because I'm handsome?"
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Tychus glanced at it, subconsciously feeling<i class="icon icon-uniE0EB"></i><i class="icon icon-uniE0EA"></i>butt, it hurt just by looking at it.
Fu Haoran was not polite. He took out all the grenades on his body while running, pulled the safety catch one by one, and threw them at his feet.
The already feared Patriarch finally had a long memory. Between being pinched on its feet and being bombed, it chose to fly and easily avoid the grenades on the ground.
However, Patriarch in mid-air is also fragile.
Castigator, who had only one arm left, pushed out boldly, knocking Patriarch away in mid-air, and smashed Iron Fist out again with one arm.
Patriarch kicked his legs angrily, and the mecha was kicked straight away, hitting the rock wall and shutting down completely.
The battle heated up instantly.
However, Patriarch's condition was not good. At the exploded wound on his chest, the flesh buds were squirming crazily, but they could only barely stop the spurting of insect blood. They could not repair the broken carapace at all, and every breath was filled with green blood foam.
Even though it was covered in wounds, its attacks became more and more violent, and it would not stop until it died.
Fu Haoran glanced at Tychus and saw through his thoughts at a glance.
This Ogryn seemed to be fighting fiercely, but in fact, it only blocked but did not attack the whole time. It hit and ran three steps, just paddling to fish. It made it clear that it did not want to fight with the awakened Patriarch, but wanted to save its strength and run away.
Fu Haoran sneered in his heart, "Want to paddle? No way, we must tie this guy together today."
Fu Haoran deliberately slowed down and led Patriarch towards Tychus.
Tychus soon discovered that someone was a dog-skin plaster and could not be shaken off at all!
Patriarch doesn't mind a double kill with both hands and a slap with one claw.
Tychus's face turned green, and he smashed his sharp claws with a hammer, then turned around and cursed at Fu Haoran, "Is this all you have? You know how to cheat on your own people?!"
Fu Haoran walked unhurriedly around to the side of Patriarch, took out the spare Chainsword and struck it at the gap in the carapace, not forgetting to reply, "I am here to help you increase your sense of presence. After this battle, your heroic deeds will be enough for you to brag about for a lifetime."
"Blow you up!" Tychus hit him with the hammer again, "I'm going to be blown to death by you!"
Patriarch was attacked by two people, roared angrily, swept one claw towards Tychus, and slapped Fu Haoran with the other claw.
Fu Haoran ducked sideways and shouted to Tychus, "Left!"
Tychus didn't even think about it, Power Hammer directly hit Patriarch's left leg.
Fu Haoran simultaneously swung Chainsword, slashing towards the right leg.
The two of them cooperated so seamlessly that Patriarch stumbled and almost knelt down.
Tychus was stunned for a moment, looked at the hammer in his hand, and then at Fu Haoran.
"How the hell... how do you know I hit it to the left?"
Fu Haoran grinned. "Because when you scolded me just now, your eyes drifted to the left."
Tychus was silent.
He suddenly felt that being a teammate with this scumbag was more terrifying than being an enemy.
At the moment when the three of them were fighting, Patriarch suddenly raised its head, its six compound eyes lit up with bright red light, and a violent psychic beacon centered on it, spreading crazily throughout Underhive.
Rumble!
The entire passage trembled violently, and dense neighing sounds came from all directions, getting closer and louder.
Fu Haoran's face changed suddenly.
He forgot that Genestealers Patriarch is the spiritual core of the sect, and the beacon released on the verge of death will attract all Genestealers from all Underhive.
The communicator suddenly exploded, and Ronan roared with the sound of gunfire, "Governor! Genestealers is crazy! We can no longer hold the elevator entrance!"
[System prompt: Host, Genestealers Patriarch's psychic beacon has taken effect. All Underhive bugs are rushing here. You are being screwed.]
At both ends of the passage, the black Genestealers surged in like a tidal wave, and the densely packed compound eyes glowed coldly in the darkness, completely blocking all escape routes.
Tychus hit the flying Purestrain Genestealer with his hammer. He came close to Fu Haoran, stood back to back, and cursed with a heavy breath, "It's all your fault! I insisted on provoking this bastard, now it's better, we two will be chewed to the bone!"
Fu Haoran took out the only remaining dagger, with sharp eyes. "Now you know you are panicking? Wasn't it great when paddling just now? If you want to live, don't hide your strength anymore, let's carry it shoulder to shoulder."
Tychus curled his lips, but clenched the twin power sticks tighter, completely released his psychic energy, and no longer held back. "If I die, I will be a ghost for you!"
The battle lasted for an unknown amount of time.
Patriarch was covered in blood, but he refused to die, and his offensive became more and more crazy.
Fu Haoran was breathing heavily and almost ran out of ammunition.
Suddenly, Tychus stopped and the purple light in his eyes flashed crazily.
"Governor." His voice lost its laughter and became solemn, "In my psychic perception, something is approaching."
Fu Haoran's heart sank. "What?"
Tychus closed his eyes and opened them after a few seconds, his face pale.
"It's not just Underhive but also Genestealers... it's in the star zone. There is a huge psychic signal that is moving this way. It is overwhelming and full of hungry consciousness."
Fu Haoran understood instantly.
Genestealers's Patriarch is calling for reinforcements!
No, not only did it attract Genestealers's support from Underhive, it might also have alerted the vanguard fleet of Tyranids in the sector!
Fu Haoran glanced at the violent Patriarch in front of him, and then at the Genestealers frenzy coming from Auspex, gritted his teeth and said:
"Kill this one first, and then talk about the others after killing them."
Tychus was silent for a second, then grinned, showing his white teeth.
"Okay, anyway, if the sky falls, you will hold it up."
He picked up Power Hammer and stood next to Fu Haoran.
The two looked at each other and without any unnecessary words, rushed towards Patriarch at the same time.
This stubborn duo, who fight and hurt each other, are completely tied together, and they will either live together or die together.
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