Infinite Stream Metaverse

Chapter 355 He Likes You
Among the densely forested and undulating mountains, a large group of Kroot carnivores with wings on their backs rose up in an instant, holding various weapons in their hands.

Can't beat the jet motorcycles of the Ark Eldar, can't they also beat the pterodactyl cavalry of this group of Wild Eldar?
But when the Kroot Shaper saw a group of jet motorcycles flying in the distance, he was completely desperate:

"Damn it, the Eldar and humans have formed an alliance!"

The Kroot Shaper turned his head and shouted:
"De Han, de..."

Only then did he suddenly discover that the Dark Apostle had already driven the Khorne Steel Bull all the way to the temple.

"Get out, get out of here!"

Roaring, De Han manipulated the Khorne steel bull to drive away the Kroot and the wild spirits. No matter whether it was the Roarlock Dragoons, Kroot Apes or Diretooth Dragoons, facing this Khorne steel bull As fragile as chickens, they were knocked into the air one after another. The angry Dark Apostle did not distinguish between enemy and friend, and waved the huge scepter in his hand, smashing all the soldiers standing in front of him.

The pterodactyl cavalry and the Kroot were still flying and fighting, and the motorcycle cavalry under Fu Qinghai rushed over. Several rounds of heavy explosive shells were strafed, and coupled with the slashing of the powered halberd, Kroot was killed by a few rounds of back and forth. The flying troops of the meat eaters were all dispersed.

His sight was blank, and Fu Qinghai quickly saw that the Chaos Space Warrior riding on the back of the Khorne steel bull rushed up the ramp of the temple against the flow of people on the battlefield.

For that Chaos space warrior, the round spout on the power pack was converted into two flaming torches. The dark red armor was engraved with dense black prayers, and the white paper streamers filled with scriptures fluttered backwards in the wind.There is also a huge golden thorn ring installed on the back of the neck, and the invisible force field deflects and refracts the black star darts that strike around it one by one.

It's the Word Bearers Dark Apostle!
Fu Qinghai locked on to him instantly.

He was even equipped with an iron halo!

Without further ado, Fu Qinghai twisted the grip and stepped on the accelerator to dive. The sharp nose of the jet motorcycle killed a group of Kroot carnivores who were blocking the way. separate.

Blocking the entrance of the temple was the patriarch of the Wild Spirit Race. This middle-aged man of the Spirit Race rode on the back of a particularly large and ferocious Diretooth, and picked up a spiritual bone spear to meet the Dark Apostle.

But he didn't expect that the Word Bearers didn't take him seriously at all. The front hooves of the Khorne steel bull had just stepped on the last step. Facing the bite of the serrated fangs and bloody mouth, the Khorne demon turned his head. Just smashing the giant dinosaur to the side, the pure flesh and blood body was so fragile in front of the spikes and horns cast by Khorne, the giant dinosaur's neck lifted, and broken teeth and scales flew out one after another.

The dark apostle swung the scepter, and the power scepter containing the magic power of chaos broke the spiritual bone spear with a snap, and then drew out the plasma pistol and shot the Eldar patriarch, the blue plasma pierced his chest. Through a hole, the patriarch fell to the ground.

Salamander's jet motorcycle had been destroyed by Fu Qinghai. She was sitting on the back of a pterodactyl cavalry and was participating in the battle with a star dart pistol. When she turned her head, she saw the dark apostle riding the Khorne steel bull, easily killing the patriarch of the Eldar that scene of...

"Do not--"

The Howling Banshee screamed, clenched her scimitar and jumped off the dragon's back, tapped the shoulders and heads of several wild Eldar cavalry with her toes, tumbling and moving, and went straight to the gate of the temple.

Fu Qinghai set the automatic floating cruise mode of the steer-type jet motorcycle, hung the power off knife on the side of the motorcycle, picked up the blue tooth and inertia hammer, checked the whole body's weapons and equipment, and jumped off the jet motorcycle, rushed To the temple gate.

De Han stood at the gate of the temple, frowning and looking at the twisted and twisted Eldar script engraved on the stone wall in front of him. He could not understand the meaning at all. The Dark Apostle tried to use the weapon to chop the chisel hammer, and tried to drive the Khorne steel bull to contradict him. , were blocked by some kind of mysterious and unknown energy, and Shimen remained intact.

Seeing that the situation was urgent, the Dark Apostle put one hand on the stone door, closed his eyes, and murmured in a low voice:
"The peaceful night fell on the pious lamb, the scorching sun gave way to the icy stars... The fiery eyes of the gods have turned elsewhere, but they are not sleeping, under the dome of the highest sky, they show me the way... ..."

The Word Bearer speaks fast. This is the prayer of Lorgar Aurelion. As he continues to recite, the black air appears faintly on the notches and ink marks on the armor and paper strips. The words of Colchis Transformed into red, green, blue and purple four-color rays of light.

"Look at the first star, that is the eye of the gods in the night, showing me the way...the gods have scattered their message to the high heavens, we are changing from day to night, from heat to cold, from motion to Contemplating and changing, I will definitely search for the oracle in the sky and search for the truth..."

The characters of the Eldar race engraved on the stone wall are flickering, dimming, and disappearing under the erosion of indiscriminate chaotic spiritual energy... and finally turned into a mess of graffiti.

"open!"

De Haan pushed hard against the stone wall.

"Boom—"

The dark temple passage appeared in front of him.

The Dark Apostle drove the Khorne Steel Bull into it.

"Qingshan!"

Salamander just arrived and shouted:
"He must know something and we have to stop him."

"nonsense."

Fu Qinghai rushed into the passage.

The Howling Banshee entered next.

……

The interior of the temple was pitch black without any lighting.

Behind him was the faint cry of fighting on the battlefield, and in front of him was the stomping sound of the Khorne steel bull.Salamander's banshee mask had been damaged in the previous battle. At this moment, she ran quickly along the passage with a power scimitar in one hand and a star dart pistol in the other.

The passage was wide enough to hold the hooves of Khorne's steel ox.Salamand was very anxious, and kept speeding up, but was surprised to find that Fu Qinghai in front of him was wearing a thick power armor, with a chainsaw sword and a power knife hanging on the left and right sides of his belt, and carrying a sword on his back. A square-pointed hammer, the speed is not slow at all... even faster than myself!
Faintly want to widen the gap with himself.

The interior of the temple is twisted and twisted, and the passage twists and turns all the way down.Salamander and Fu Qinghai saw a lot of traps along the way, but they were all destroyed, leaving only debris and broken walls.It seems that having a Khorne steel bull leading the way is not completely useless, at least the road is unimpeded.

There is an exit looming ahead.

There was also a dim light revealed.

Salamander and Fu Qinghai looked at each other for no reason, the tacit understanding that they used to fight side by side seemed to return to the two of them.

"Be careful."

"You too."

I haven't seen him for many years. Fu Qinghai wonders if Salamander has honed his skills in the branch of the Howling Banshee, but he is no longer the kid who just became a space warrior for less than a year.

He is the Chapter Master of the Iron Buddha.

The two just rushed out of the passage.

"Moo-"

Sure enough, a deep roar came from the side, and Fu Qinghai, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, didn't even look at it, turned around and pulled out the chain saw sword of Qingzhifang, and slashed at it.

"Clang! Bang!"

Fu Qinghai was knocked into the air, and the power back plate hit the wall of the spiritual bone heavily, making a dent with cracks, and then he landed steadily, looking all right.

Salamander turned her head to look at the Khorne steel bull. To her surprise, this Khorne demon, who was completely immune to the star dart pistol, had a deep, long and narrow gash on its face.

Salamander was still wondering why Fu Qinghai had to wear a chainsaw weapon when he had a power weapon. He didn't expect that this chainsaw sword could easily hurt this demon.

"Wow, the four gods are above, see what this is?"

The Khorne Steel Bull pawed its feet on the spot, as if it was gaining momentum again. At this moment, a voice sounded, and the two turned their heads to look. The Dark Apostle came out of the shadows, and said in amazement:

"An interstellar warrior, an Eldar, are actually fighting side by side. If the dying corpse emperor sees this scene in front of him, he will probably be revived by you, haha!"

The Word Bearer sneered.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Fu Qinghai's black gold power armor and the battle group emblem on his shoulders. He felt a little strange. After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't find the name, so he taunted:

"It turned out to be a newly formed battle group. I said, no wonder they rushed over to die in such a hurry. Hehe, I don't even bother to kill you, a mere nameless person."

The Iron Buddha battle group has been discriminated against!

Haven't even heard of Qingshan Khan's name?

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking to himself: The Navigator Ambassador looks down on the Iron Buddha Battlegroup, and you don’t know the Iron Buddha Battlegroup... That’s right, if you don’t have a reputation, you don’t have a reputation. To meddle in other people's business, isn't it just to establish a reputation for the battle group?Just take your knife!

Salamander glared at him:

"Dirty followers of Chaos, get out of the temple of the Eldar! Your soul, your breath, and your very existence are defiled by this extraordinary sacred creation all the time!"

Fu Qinghai was not angry at all, he said calmly:

"The Word Bearers' understanding of the common interests of mankind is still so superficial. No wonder the Perfect City was flattened. I'm curious, when you knelt down to the Ultramarines, did you have the same unruly expression on your face now?" ?”

"You, you...uh!"

Being hit by the words, the dark apostle was furious immediately, pointing the scepter in his hand at the other party, so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Roar--"

The Khorne Steel Bull charged again.

Fu Qinghai saw that the gap on Khorne Steel Bull's face was slowly healed under the influence of some unknown force. With a move in his heart, he retracted the chainsaw sword and pulled out the inertial hammer.

Salamander couldn't understand it even more. She didn't know what real Adamantium was. According to the usual thinking of the Eldar, she was guessing that the chainsaw weapon might have some kind of psionic enchantment, so it could easily hurt the terrorists. Torturing the steel bull—but she didn't sense any aura related to psionic energy and ether.

And now Fu Qinghai changed the hammer again.

"I'm going to solve that chaos..."

Before Salamand finished speaking, Qingshan took a step forward facing the Khorne steel bull, twisting his waist with a hammer in both hands and turning around. The square iron-gray hammer head looked very plain and unpretentious. , there is no flickering electric arc of cracking force field, no flame light of psychic explosion, Khorne Steel Bull bows his head forward without dodging, and the space warrior hammers impartially...

"Boom~~~"

There was a shocking loud noise.

The entire Eldar temple seemed to tremble.

The floor of the spiritual bone was raised, dust was falling from the top of the head, and with the huge kinetic energy brought by the early sprint and the weight of the body, the Khorne steel bull was actually smashed by Fu Qinghai with a hammer...

Turned around in a circle.

The blood god Niu Niu was completely confused.

He stood there with his head tilted, bewildered.

Fu Qinghai didn't stop, and continued to step forward, using one foot as the axis, and spun the hammer twice again, and then slammed the hammer hard on the broad face of the Khorne steel bull.

"Boom~~~"

The Khorne steel bull was completely overturned, and its hooves flew out. On the other side, the Howling Banshee and the Dark Apostle had already fought together. Salamander, without the Banshee mask, lost the most deadly part. The big weapon, facing the dark apostle's short and powerful power scepter, was retreating steadily, and suddenly a huge monster flew towards this side.

The keen Salamander was the first to sense the attack of the giant, and immediately backflipped and jumped to avoid it. De Han, who was about to take advantage of the victory, suddenly felt a shadow shrouded in it. When he looked up, his Khorne Steel Bull was the largest and strongest The Khorne steel ox he was looking for actually soared into the air and flew towards him!

"Oh!"

The Khorne steel bull slammed on the Dark Apostle, one bull pressed the other, and they all rolled backwards in a circle. The armor on the chest and back of the Dark Apostle was shattered, and he could not help moaning in pain, and was about to push away The Khorne steel bull got up, the howling banshee held a scimitar, and the space soldier held a hammer, and they had joined hands to kill.

Khorne Steel Bull shook his head and stood up. De Han stepped back two steps quickly, raised his scepter at the two, and chanted the spell in the Colchis dialect loudly.

The pungent aura of ether emerged in this underground space, mosaic-like blurs began to flicker around, and the dark and obscure psionic fire was boiling, directly crossing the power armor and vibrating gold lining, attached to his skin, and began to burn continuously. Biting, burning and gnawing at Fu Qinghai's body and soul.

"Ahhh-"

Fu Qinghai couldn't help crying out in pain.

On the contrary, the spiritual bone armor on Salamander's body was very light and close-fitting, but it blocked the burning of the spiritual flame.

Salamander passed Fu Qinghai and rushed forward, raised his star dart pistol and fired a series of volleys, trying to interrupt the dark apostle's spellcasting, but was thrown headlong by the Khorne steel bull rushing from the side.Seeing this, De Han quickly got up and ran back.

Fu Qinghai staggered two steps forward and knelt down on one knee with a "puff". He felt hot pus and blood pouring out of his nostrils, eyes and ears, blocking the goggles and breathing valve of his helmet. He raised his hand to take off the helmet filled with cloudy liquid, panted with dull eyes, the skin on his face had begun to fester and fall off, revealing red muscles and white bones, as if his face had been ripped off alive.

"Um……"

Fu Qinghai raised his head slowly.

There was a strange redness in the eyes.

The Khorne steel bull who was about to rush towards Fu Qinghai was stared at by those red eyes, and suddenly stopped on the brakes, and stood still on the spot, breathing heavily from his nose.

At this time, inexplicable anger and tyranny filled Fu Qinghai's heart. He didn't realize that a certain genetic talent called "War Will Confused Heart" had been quietly activated. At this moment, his mind was blank, his eyes were red, his teeth Gritting tightly, his left hand clenched his fist, and his right hand squeezed the hammer handle to death. Step by step, he slowly approached the Khorne steel bull. Faced with such a menacing momentum, the brass giant started kicking back step by step...

"what--"

Fu Qinghai roared, raised the inertial hammer with both hands, and slammed it on the head of Khorne Steel Bull with a "BANG", directly hammering it into the spirit bone floor.

"Qingshan... Qing..."

A weak voice sounded from the side.

Hearing this call, Fu Qinghai blinked suddenly, shook his head violently, the redness in his pupils faded slowly, turned his head and looked to the side, Salamander was struggling to stand up from the wall up.

Fu Qinghai lowered his head and looked at the already dead Khorne Steel Bull in front of him, his eyes were a little dazed, and he had no memory of what happened just now.

He hurried over to help Salamander, the Howling Banshee coughed up a mouthful of blood, leaned over and picked up his powered scimitar, raised the tip of the knife and pointed it forward:
"Qingshan, hurry...stop him!"

Fu Qinghai raised his head and saw that in this deep and dark underground space, the only source of light was the spiritual bone altar in the distance. The entire altar was composed of clusters of crystals, emitting a soft faint light.

At this moment, the Dark Apostle is struggling to climb up the altar, the spiked crystal clusters are pricking blood from the cracks in his cracked armor, flowing down the crystal, and at the highest point in the middle of the altar, there is a delicate long sword inserted .

The two hurried to the altar.

Fu Qinghai spun the inertial hammer along with the trend while running, and after a full circle, he let go of his hand. The hammer flew towards the Dark Apostle through the air, knocked him off the altar with a "slap", and blew up a pile of crystal clear crystal shards along the way.

While running, Salamander looked intently at a line of inscriptions engraved on the altar, and whispered a few words of Eldar language that Fu Qinghai could not understand. While chanting, the Howling Banshee suddenly opened her eyes wide. , lost his voice and said:

"Sword of Sorrow, Carvel!"

"That's a crone's sword!"

What sword?Before Fu Qinghai heard it clearly, Salamander jumped up regardless of his injuries and jumped towards the high altar.At the same time, the Dark Apostle summoned up his strength and raised his scepter to savagely sweep towards the crystal cluster. A cluster of sharp crystals shot straight at the Howling Banshee, causing Salamander to fall to the ground with a scream.

At this time, Fu Qinghai finally recalled some simple settings of the old woman's sword, and he also saw that the old woman's sword was the core of the competition between the two sides. Whoever can get the long sword can turn the situation around. It can kill the Quartet.

All three were scarred, but Fu Qinghai's self-healing ability was stronger, and he didn't need Salamand's signal. Seeing that the Dark Apostle was struggling to climb towards the Crone's Sword, Fu Qinghai jumped onto the crystal altar with a few vertical leaps. Just as he was about to pull out the long sword before the Dark Apostle, suddenly there was a warning from the Force in his heart!
Fu Qinghai withdrew his hand in a strange way.

"Gahahaha..."

De Han stretched out his hand with a grinning grin, grabbed the hilt of the old woman's sword, and pulled it out of the altar forcefully!

"Do not……"

The Howling Banshee lying on the ground widened her eyes.

The dark apostle raised the crone's sword in his hand.

In the next second, "Boom——"

The blazing and surging psychic flame exploded on the sword body, and then immediately spread along the sword body all the way to the Dark Apostle's body, wrapping him in the flames.

"what!!!"

The Word Bearers let out a piercing scream.

The Dark Apostle frantically shook his hands desperately, trying to throw away the long sword in his hand, but the Crone's Sword seemed to stick to his palm, and he couldn't break free. In the end, the Chaos Space Marine could only raise the power scepter , slashed at his right arm fiercely, the severed arm and the crone's sword that he was holding tightly fell to the ground, and the psychic flames on the Word Bearer's body finally gradually extinguished.

"Puff tom."

The Dark Apostle fell back on the ground.

Fu Qinghai walked over and took a look. The dark apostle's eyes were dull, his armor was scorched black, his face was curly and swollen, and it seemed that he was irritated by Fu Qinghai's pitiful gaze. He mustered the last bit of strength and turned his head to look over.

"What's your name?"

He stared blankly at Fu Qinghai's face, as if he had discovered something magical, he suddenly asked.

"Aoyama, Aoyama Khan."

Fu Qinghai touched his face and replied.

The peeling and festering of his skin has been repaired by the Extremis virus, and it has slowly begun to improve. Fu Qinghai doesn't know why the Word Bearer showed this expression. Could it be because he has never seen a space soldier who healed himself so fast?
"Qingshan, Qingshan, a good name..."

The Dark Apostle muttered to himself, and suddenly, a strange smile appeared on his severely burned face:

"Qingshan, do you think you have won?"

Fu Qinghai frowned.

I thought to myself what does this mean?
"Hahaha, hahaha..."

The Dark Apostle let out a vague giggle. While laughing, he exhausted his few vitality, but he didn't seem to feel sad, remorse or pain, but stared straight at Fu Qinghai in front of him, intermittently The voice squeezed out of his throat:
"Do you know, I saw it, I saw it in you... Khorne likes you, hahaha, Khorne likes you, sooner or later, you will become like us, sooner or later, you will fall into chaos He will join us. Hahahaha, because He likes you, you will become the person you hated the most..."

"You think you won, Aoyama?"

The dark apostle's ugly, distorted face smiled.

"Welcome to Chaos, my brother."

After leaving a meaningful sentence, the Word Bearer tilted his head and completely lost his vital signs.

Fu Qinghai stood where he was, his mind was churning.

He didn't speak for a long time.

"Crack..."

Suddenly, he heard a slight noise.

Fu Qinghai turned his head to look, Salamander Uslan, holding his arm with one hand, was limping towards the old woman's sword held in the severed arm.

"No, Sarah!"

Fu Qinghai shouted hastily.

The Howling Banshee raised her head, glanced at the man, shook her head slightly, gasped weakly and said:
"No, Aoyama. I think, I can..."

After speaking, Salamander leaned over and picked up the long sword.

Fu Qinghai's heart rose to his throat.

Salamander broke off the scorched black broken palm, and grasped the hilt of the Crone's Sword. The exquisite and gorgeous Eldar longsword lay quietly in her palm without any change.

"call……"

Fu Qinghai breathed a sigh of relief.

Salamander looked up and smiled at him.

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　Six thousand words and two chapters combined into one!

　
(End of this chapter)