In the eyes of Achilles' warriors, the darkness was nothing. These human-like insects had mutated more thoroughly. They had devil-like faces, insect-like breath, four eyes, a body structure of limbs and a scorpion-like tail. They could be called insect-men.
Barry was holding a chainsword and a standard bolter, and he felt extremely heavy at the moment. He had experienced countless hardships and dangers while following Hawks, and he had come into contact with all kinds of challenges and killings.
But today he felt that this might be one of the biggest challenges he had ever faced.
The other soldiers began to slowly shrink their formation, gradually forming an almost solid circle. Everyone stood back to back, entrusting their lives and safety to their trusted comrades.
"It seems that we are facing a brand new enemy this time. We have to face these hateful aliens, the enslavers and tramplers of human will! They are the enemies of the Golden Dragon's will and the enemy of supreme wisdom!"
Along with Barry's powerful words, the hatred and sense of honor towards the enemy in the hearts of all the warriors present had reached a peak. They were ready to die here. Even at the last moment before death, they would chop the enemy's head with their sharp chainsaw swords, and they would completely blow the enemy's body to pieces with the last angry bomb.
"Venice, it looks like we need to send a message for help to Weiss and the others."
Barry knew that they would most likely be defeated here this time, because according to his perception, each of these insect people hiding in the darkness was not a good person. They could not defeat them one-on-one, but if such a terrifying number of them rushed over, they would not be able to hold on for too long.
So he decisively asked his adjutant, Venice, the technical sergeant in charge of communications and rune technology in the tactical team, to send a call for help to the second echelon of this exploration mission, the Vess Tactical Team.
“Cry…”
“Cry…”
“Cry…”
These are the true elite and background members of the Martyr Sect hidden in the darkness. At this moment, they are constantly roaring demonstrators at the Achilles warriors in the dark corners. The roars are endless, and it seems that they want to use this method to force the enemy to become distracted, lose their composure, and finally destroy themselves.
"These filthy beasts and scumbags also know psychological tactics. I never thought they would!"
Perhaps because he understood that he was in a desperate situation and was determined to give up everything, the Taro brothers, who were holding heavy bolters, chuckled and made a humorous joke.
"Looking at the way they look, I'm afraid their owners and the forces behind them are also dirty and ugly. They all look like bugs!"
Another Leonardo brother, who was holding a heavy grenade launcher, also laughed out loud, and his rough laughter echoed in this simple square.
Then the other warriors also laughed together, their laughter was full of carefreeness, anger and disdain for the enemy, their loud laughter actually collided with the intimidating roars of the insect people.
It seemed that they had discovered that their roars, which were used to confuse and intimidate the enemy's minds, had no effect at all on these canned heavy-armored warriors. With an extremely shrill roar, countless insect-like insect-men with four claws began to crawl towards the Achilles warriors.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! ……………………………………
Underground of Maple Leaf City In an extremely wide underground space, a huge altar is placed in the center of this underground space in a stepped shape.
On this altar, there is an extremely huge creature with thousands of arms, a head as ferocious as a demon, a mouth full of black sharp teeth, countless compound eyes, a skeleton-like arthropod structure, three tails and six long legs.
Such a strange and irrational structure will shock the minds of ordinary people and they will hear mumbling in their ears in the future. Their thinking will be distorted, and they will feel countless insects chirping in their ears, and the will of the insect swarm will constantly emerge in their minds.
Below the altar, countless evolved insect-men, like the Bishop of Stone City, whose forms have completely departed from those of humans and who have compound eyes, are kneeling on the ground around the altar, chanting the name of the Lord of Suffering loudly.
Invisible faith began to converge towards this strange existence in a pyramid-like structure through them and the believers they recruited. Whenever they chanted the name of the Lord of Suffering loudly, whenever they raised their hands with fanatical expressions, whenever they dedicated themselves and their believers' faith, the strange existence would vibrate slightly, as if responding to the wishes and prayers of his believers.
As the aura of this strange existence gradually increased, a beacon condensed by black flames in the body was also completely triggered at this moment. An invisible wave followed the connection in the dark, passed through countless spaces and was transmitted to the hands of a mysterious existence.
This is a strange place. From a distance it looks like a black hole, attracting everyone's attention. But the black is pure black, attracting light, space, and even fate, all flowing into it like a hodgepodge.
This is the abyss in the endless plane that terrifies all living beings. No one knows how many layers the abyss has. All they know is that this is an absolute forbidden area in the endless plane and the absolute enemy of all living beings.
Some abysses are made up of countless green, fat demons. They sing in the smelly and decaying gardens. They use their own cauldrons to boil viruses. They try to create the ultimate poison that can wipe out all life. They enjoy viruses and exist to spread and kill as their mission.
Some abysses are filled with blood and fire, with countless violent demons roaring and raging, their orange-red skin making them look extremely energetic, greedy and furious.
Some abysses are made up of endless desires, with enchanting demons of all shapes and sizes, regardless of gender, male or female, entangled together. Their bodies are constantly changing, and their wills are constantly wandering, as if their fate, from the spiritual to the physical to the mysterious, is entangled together, indulging in endless desires.
And in the shallowest layer of this endless abyss, a huge demon with a pitch-black body made of the most gorgeous obsidian, ferocious horns, and wings made of stone and leather on his back was looking at the faintly glowing black flame beacon in his hand.
He is the master of this layer of the abyss, a famous big demon, revered and feared by countless demons. His indestructible skin has shattered the confidence of countless enemies, smashed the ambitions of countless demons, and established his absolute power in this layer of the abyss.
"finally found you…………"
The great demon clenched his right claw, and the black flame beacon in his claw flashed with an inexplicable light. He raised his head and seemed to see through the abyss and saw the twisted figure sleeping on the altar.
(End of this chapter)