, let reading always be a quick chapter.
Realizing that Genestealers Patriarch, who he couldn't beat, didn't follow martial ethics, he started to summon his younger brother like crazy.
A large number of Purestrain Genestealer that had not completed their hatching and evolution were forcibly awakened, roared out of the hatching sacs throughout the cave, and rushed towards Fu Haoran's group like crazy.
At the elevator entrance, the pressure on Ling Shuang and others suddenly increased, and Genestealers rushed towards them as if they were desperate for their lives.
The hill of corpses almost blocked the elevator entrance, the stench condensed into substance, and the roar shook the rock wall.
The communication channel suddenly exploded, and the anxious call of Ling Shuang came along with the roar of dense bombs:
"Lord Governor! Genestealers is crazy! They are attacking desperately!"
"We are almost out of ammunition! We can hold on for another hour at most!"
Fu Haoran also wanted to solve it quickly, but the problem is that this beast actually started playing hide and seek.
Patriarch's huge body jumped on the protrusion of the rock wall, shuttled back and forth through the shadow of the cave, and did not confront them head-on. It only relied on a steady stream of subordinates to consume their physical strength. It was clear that they wanted to delay time until all Underhive's Genestealers gathered around to make dumplings.
"No! It... it's not hiding! It's using psychic energy to send messages to the outside! The beacon is still there!"
"This beast is stalling for time!" Tychus looked solemn and smashed the head of Genestealers, who was rushing towards him, with a stick.
"In your words?"
Fu Haoran Chainsword swept across, splitting the charging Purestrain Genestealer in half, stuffed Bolter into the other Genestealers's mouth with his backhand, pulled the trigger, and blew the opponent's head away.
The purple light in Tychus's eyes surged, and the psychic omen was triggered instantly. He accurately predicted the attack trajectories of three Genestealerss, swept the two power sticks left and right, smashed the heads of two, and struck out with a backhand Psychic Lightning, carbonizing the third one directly.
When he turned around, he didn't forget to yell at Fu Haoran, "You just cheated on me, let's settle the matter after you finish it!"
"Forget it, are you afraid of you?" Fu Haoran turned sideways to avoid the gravel thrown by Patriarch, "Who was paddling so hard just now that it nearly capsized the boat?"
"I call it preserving strength!"
Tychus hit Aberrants with a stick and opened his mouth to chant a short poem by High Gothic: "Adeptus Arbites's hounds have been chasing him for ten years, but in Hive City's dark alley, I still have the final say."
Dredd's face turned green. He carried Bishop Moria, who was knocked unconscious midway, back to the team. As soon as he landed, he heard a certain Ogryn exposing old scars between him and his master, and he immediately became angry.
He slashed the Genestealers that was close to the face with his sword, and roared, "Are you still in the mood to write poetry at this time?!"
"Dredd, keep an eye on this woman, don't let her die, and don't let her run away, I'm still useful!" Fu Haoran had to remind her.
Tychus grinned, and smashed the head of a Genestealers with his power stick. "This is called combat art. You can't understand it normally, and your master Grix couldn't understand it back then."
Dredd ignored it. Seeing the opportunity, Chainsword struck hard at a seriously injured Purestrain Genestealer.
Just as he was about to succeed, a Lightning Fighter chain fell from the sky and chopped the pure blood into coke.
Dredd's sword struck the air, almost dodging his waist.
He turned back and stared at Tychus, his eyes were red. "Are you trying to steal my head?!"
Tychus looked innocent and shook off the insect blood on the stick. "I'm going to help you touch up the sword, because I'm afraid you can't cut it. You just killed that one, and it took three sword blows to kill it. I'm worried for you."
"I was testing it!"
"What are you testing? To test whether its carapace is hard?" Tychus mocked.
Fu Haoran interrupted the exchange of words between the two with an angry roar, "Stop arguing! Get Patriarch off the rock wall first! We won't be able to hold on for long outside!"
Everyone knows that Patriarch must be killed quickly. As soon as Patriarch dies, the spiritual connection of the entire sect will be interrupted. Only then can there be any hope of ending the battle.
Fu Haoran smashed Genestealers's head in front of him with his sword, and shouted at Tychus, "Tychus come help! I have a plan to kill this beast!"
"What do you want to do?" Tychus smashed away the gravel thrown by Patriarch with a stick. The tiger's mouth burst open and blood flowed, but he grinned, "Say! I will cooperate with you!"
Fu Haoran raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
In the shadows, a dozen Servo-Skulls tied with Melta Bombs buzzed out instantly.
On each skull's Mechanical Arm, an Imperial Army worker's exclusive delayed trigger Melta Bomb is welded to death, which is designed to tear apart heavily armored targets. Even Space Marine's Power Armor can be blasted through.
Fu Haoran ordered, "Tychus! Electricize it from the rock wall!"
"Received!"
The purple light in Tychus's eyes surged, the two power sticks came together, and a bucket-thick Psychic Lightning struck hard at Patriarch on the rock wall.
"Ouch!"
Patriarch screamed in pain, his huge body fell from the rock wall, and hit the ground hard, causing gravel to fly.
Before it could get up, more than a dozen Cyber-Mastiffs pounced on it like crazy, biting its limbs and giant claws, and refused to let go no matter how it shook.
The maimed Castigator next to it had completely stalled just now, but now it suddenly let out a final roar. It squeezed out the last bit of energy from nowhere, supported the ground with its only remaining arm, and crawled over little by little.
The hydraulic lever buzzed crazily, and even if the armor was scratched to pieces by the giant claws, it would not let go.
This is its last act of loyalty.
"Quick! I can't hold on much longer!" Tychus roared, Psychic Lightning continued to suppress Patriarch's movements.
"Up!"
Fu Haoran gave the order, and more than a dozen Servo-Skull buzzed and flew over, circling crazily around Patriarch.
Patriarch roared and swung his giant claws, shattering three bodies with one claw, and sweeping away four bodies with another claw.
Skull fragments mixed with explosive debris were scattered everywhere, and only the last two were still holding on.
A skull tried to break through from the front and was bitten into pieces by Patriarch. The mechanical parts were scattered on the floor.
Only the last one remains.
It circled Patriarch twice, but could never find an opportunity. Patriarch used its huge claws to protect the bloody hole in its abdomen, not giving any chance.
Fu Haoran gritted his teeth, exerted force on his feet, and rushed forward with a strong step. Chainsword pushed with all his strength and struck hard on Patriarch's remaining intact left eye.
"Ouch!"
Patriarch screamed in pain, and his giant claws subconsciously opened up to cover his eyes.
This is the moment!
The last one, Servo-Skull, swooped down, and Mechanical Arm pinned it accurately into the bloody gap in the abdomen, locking it tightly and never letting go.
Patriarch sensed the fatal danger and twisted his body crazily, trying to throw the skull off.
It's too late.
Fu Haoran pressed the trigger switch hard.
I always say: read this book!
Boom!
Melta Bomb detonated instantly, and a high-temperature metal jet of thousands of degrees erupted in a directional direction, directly penetrating Patriarch's internal organs. On its original blood hole, a penetrating wound as big as a basin was melted.
Green insect blood spurted out, pouring onto the ground and emitting sizzling white smoke.
Patriarch let out an extremely shrill roar, and its huge body staggered back. Even though its internal organs were severely damaged, it was still not dead. Its six compound eyes were full of crazy killing intent.
Tychus gasped and shouted at Fu Haoran, "There's something wrong with this thing! It's much stronger than the Patriarch I saw in the Grix file!"
Before he finished speaking, the purple light in Tychus's eyes suddenly flashed crazily.
He is not an orthodox psychic master, but at this moment, being continuously killed, trusted by Fu Haoran, and pushed to the extreme by the desperate situation, he is filled with anger and frustration.
A violent wave of Psychic Lightning shot out from his palm and struck Patriarch's wound hard.
Zhila!
Thousands of degrees of electric light flashed wildly in the wound, and a burnt fishy smell instantly filled the air.
Not only that, Psychic Lightning followed the nerves of Patriarch throughout the body, and along the way, it attacked a dozen Purestrain Genestealer from around it, killing them on the spot.
Patriarch's self-healing ability was completely interrupted by this Psychic Lightning.
Fu Haoran strode over carrying Chainsword, stood in front of Patriarch's crumbling body, gasped for air, and confirmed that it had completely lost its ability to resist before lifting Chainsword.
Green insect blood was still flowing out, and the air was filled with a burnt stench.
He raised the knife and dropped it.
There was a crisp click sound.
Genestealers Patriarch's huge head was chopped off by him and rolled to the ground, green insect blood splattered all over him.
[Genestealers Patriarch (legendary unit) has been killed]
[Complete the main mission: Hive beheading]
[Task reward: Universal Points+ 10W, free attribute points + 5 points, Gene Mimic (one-time prop) has been distributed to the system warehouse]
[PS: A group of people are beating up one person, and they are still in such a mess. You have to be ashamed. A certain Commissar singled out Patriarch. The gap between people is really big]
"It's finally over." Fu Haoran breathed a sigh of relief, ignoring the system's belittling.
But the next moment, he suddenly reacted. "I asked why it is so difficult to kill, but it turns out it is a legendary unit! Can you tell the system earlier next time?!"
At the same time, the moment Patriarch died, the wave of Genestealers in the entire passage suddenly seemed to have pressed the pause button.
Genestealers, who was originally fearless of death, and the infected believers fell into confusion for an instant.
As if they had lost their backbone, they quickly fell into chaos, with some running away wildly, while others froze in place, and no longer had the organization they had before.
Ling Shuang's tired but surprised voice suddenly came from the communicator. "Governor! Genestealers The tide has stopped! We won."
At this moment, a muffled sound came from behind Fu Haoran, followed by Dredd's angry curse.
He turned around and discovered that Moria? Wanzhao, who had been knocked unconscious by Dredd, woke up, took advantage of the chaos to break free from the restraints, turned around and ran into the shadow of the passage.
"Want to run?"
Dredd looked sharply and chased after him without even thinking.
Moria turned around and threw out a psychic impact, but Dredd ducked sideways.
Her eyes sharpened, and an invisible ripple of psychic energy swept out.
Dredd felt confused, and a double image appeared in front of his eyes.
He bit the tip of his tongue, forced himself to wake up with the severe pain, threw out the alienated bone claw with his backhand, and accurately wrapped around Moria's wrist.
Moria still wants to struggle, but Psychic Lightning is gathering at the fingertips.
Dredd didn't give her a chance and dragged her whole body over.
There was a click.
There was a click.
He directly removed the opponent's arm and pinned the Genestealers bishop to the ground.
Moria also wanted to use his spiritual power to fight back, but was punched in the back of the head by Dredd, and he fainted completely.
"Run? You keep running." Dredd's eyes were full of revenge<i class="icon icon-uniE08B"></i><i class="icon icon-uniE08A"></i>, and he kicked away Moria's fallen weapon and pinned her to the ground.
It was this woman who killed the entire Adeptus Arbites team.
Tychus came over with a power stick, looked at Moria who was pinned to the ground, and said to Fu Haoran, "Do you want me to carry her up to the steeple?"
"I've practiced this thing before. When I was under Grix, I picked out seven cult leaders and hung them on the Hive City city gate. No one dared to come near them for three days."
Fu Haoran rolled his eyes. "No, I'm still useful."
Tychus grinned and put away the power stick. "Okay, I'll listen to you. But Scarface's grasping posture is wrong, I have to teach him later."
Dredd:"..."
The battle is completely over.
The remaining enemies in the sanctuary were cleared away, Bishop Moria was captured alive, Patriarch was beheaded, and the entire Underhive Genestealer Cult completely collapsed.
Fu Haoran finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the control of the entire Hive City was completely in his hands.
Tychus came over, sat down next to him, and threw a bottle of water to him. Just as he was about to brag, his face suddenly changed, the purple light in his eyes flashed crazily, and he stood up instantly, his face pale.
Fu Haoran frowned. "What's wrong?"
Tychus closed his eyes and unleashed all his psychic energy. After a few seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes and cursed, "Fuck your face."
"The defeated Genestealers all hid in the Underhive tunnel. Our way here was blocked by them!"
Fu Haoran's smile disappeared instantly.
He suddenly realized a fatal question:
Lower Hive The defeated Genestealer believers will definitely retreat into the tunnel network of Underhive, waiting for the new Patriarch to be born and gather again.
But here's the problem.
All the believers are back, how are we going to get out?
There is no transport plane here to support us. Do we have to fight back?
Don't be ridiculous.
How to fight against the million-level Genestealers?
The other party can consume them alive.
This time it was completely embarrassing.
Fu Haoran has only one thought in his mind:
Big trouble!