Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 729 07.728: "His Power (asking for monthly votes)"

Horatio exerted force suddenly and flew into the air like a cannonball.

The Holy Blood Chainsaw Sword in his hand vibrated violently, and crackling psychic lightning roamed freely on the sword, faintly containing a trace of cold golden light.

This power was borrowed from the Holy Roses through "Psychic Attunement".

Even these devil-like skinners before them, with their mindless and soulless consciousness, could not help but reveal a trace of fear in the face of the majestic power emanating from the Golden Throne.

After a brief half-second hesitation, the skull's huge and ferocious mouth suddenly opened and bit Horatio who jumped in on his own initiative, as if declaring ownership of the "prey" that had come to its doorstep.

"No! Captain..." Sister Arabella had just sent the seriously injured sister away and hurried back to the battlefield and witnessed this scene.

At this moment, she watched Horatio being instantly swallowed by countless flayers, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

Horatio fell from the sky with a strong wind, and was swallowed up by the big mouth in an instant, just like a spark falling into the water and being extinguished instantly.

However, just a moment later.

A blinding psychic lightning bolt, like a giant axe that could split the sky, burst out from the back of the "skull".

The lightning struck the high corridor at the entrance with devastating force.

In an instant, there was a loud bang, and gravel shattered and splashed like a rainstorm, and the entire hall was shaken by the impact.

Wow!

The sound was like a sudden thunderstorm, striking straight into the tomb hall. The roar continued to echo in the building, as if it was going to break through this confined space and resound through the sky.

The strong light of lightning was too dazzling. The nuns and soldiers instinctively raised their hands to cover their eyes to block the dazzling light.

boom! !

Immediately afterwards, the "skull" suddenly exploded under this powerful force.

Hundreds and thousands of Skinners were blown away as if by an invisible force, scattering in all directions, while those at the core of the explosion had already been completely annihilated by the violent psychic energy.

Most of the Skinners who were fortunate enough not to encounter such a fate also disintegrated in mid-air, their twisted metal spines and claws were crumpled into a ball. Some were rushed into the dark green abyss on both sides by the impact of the explosion and disappeared in an instant; others were rushed away, smashed heavily on the wall, and slowly slid down, leaving shocking marks on the wall.

After Horatio pierced through the "skull", he rushed down from the "back of the head" and stabbed the Holy Blood Chainsword in his hand into the center of the suspended flying bridge.

He knelt on one knee, with residual electricity still flickering on his body. The current flowed across the surface of his armor, outlining strange light and shadows.

After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt of the Holy Blood Chainsword, exerted force suddenly, and pulled out the chainsaw sword that was deeply embedded in the black stone with one hand.

He stood up and glanced around with a stern gaze like a hawk.

All he saw was a mess, with the Skinners who had been knocked flying lying on the ground in all directions.

The original scarlet light in their eyes had disappeared, and they appeared in various shapes. Some had their mouths wide open, as if roaring silently; some had twisted limbs, obviously unable to hunt anymore; others still had crackling electricity in their bodies, and could only fall to the ground and twitch.

Horatio's passive skill "Blood Angel's Fury" suddenly increased the original 10-meter psychic lightning attack radius to 25 meters, forming a terrifying killing sphere with a diameter of 50 meters.

The power of the psychic lightning was incredible, and its destructive power was extremely strong. In just a moment, it completely shattered the huge "skull" composed of countless flayers.

"Captain, are you... okay?" Arabella, along with the pure angels and Krieg soldiers, quickly rushed across the corridor bridge and came to Horatio.

She held the bolter tightly in one hand, and her other hand was ready to cast holy healing. If Horatio was injured in any way, she could immediately rescue him.

Horatio looked down at his body. Apart from his hair standing up due to the electric current, there was no external injury on his body.

"I'm all right, Arabella," he said, turning sideways and looking sharply at the closed inner door behind him.

These skinners infected with the "Landugol virus" should have fought on their own and used their remaining intelligence to deal with their prey. They could even enter a special space to store their spoils, which is why the Necron Lords were unable to completely eliminate this group of infected people.

But now, they are still guarding this gate tightly, which is really too abnormal.

Horatio couldn't help but ponder, what secrets are these undead hiding? What kind of important underlying logic code allows them to guard this door even if they have become "cyber psychopaths"?
Horatio strode to the door, he stretched out his iron hand, and the energy in his body began to gather and accumulate rapidly.

Bang! With a loud bang, the huge and heavy stone door was like being hit by a powerful quick-setting soil-destroying bomb. A hole large enough for several people to pass through at the same time instantly appeared at the bottom.

At this moment, Horatio had already made a preliminary assessment of the situation in the tomb.

He no longer cared whether this violent act would activate the undead spirits or mechanisms sleeping in the tomb, because he already had the answer in his mind - this was a "dead tomb."

The "Landugol Virus" has profoundly changed the main function of this tomb. The guards here will never wake up again, or rather, they have woken up in a state of zombies.

They are trapped in the painful reality of losing flesh and blood and their souls, and are full of resentment, resistance and hysteria.

But this place does not look like a dynasty tomb, but more like an altar sanctuary that stores some important objects.

Because there are too many ritual abysses and suspended bridges here, and the number of undead is scarce.

Inferred from the depth of the hive city overhead and the level of human activity.

If this was a dynasty tomb, the dead inside would have awakened long ago and used a force beyond human comprehension to slaughter the entire planet in order to punish these "intruders."

But this is not the case. They just sleep quietly underground, passively enduring all kinds of invasions and disturbances.

Bang bang! Bang bang bang!

Horatio's keen hearing caught the sound of bolter firing coming from the front of the dark and silent tomb. The dull and powerful sound echoed in the empty tomb.

Hum! Hum!
At the same time, a strange buzzing sound came into his ears.

[Astartes? No, the gunfire isn't just standard bolters, and what's that weird buzzing sound?]
Horatio frowned and subconsciously tightened his grip on the weapon in his hand, with veins on the back of his hand and arm bulging slightly.

Behind him, the special forces team armed with plasma weapons quickly stepped forward and stood at the front of the team.

Their eyes are focused, and the plasma weapons in their hands are ready to go. In this charged state, all obstacles before them will vanish in the face of the loyal plasma.

Jiong! Jiong! Several blue flames passed through the front like meteors, and the figure of a running girl instantly appeared in Horatio's eyes.

[What is that? ...]
He looked closely and saw that the girl was wearing a brown hunting suit. She quickly retreated behind cover every few steps to avoid the attacks that were moving like blue flames.

Who else could this figure be but Inquisitor Thei?
Behind her, an Iron Cavalry-type power armor was following closely, covering the Inquisitor's retreat while firing fiercely at the back with a twin-mounted storm bolter.

The incoming phantom fire hit its thick and solid body many times, but only splashed sparks and charred marks, causing no substantial damage.

Suddenly, a shadow flashed by, and two tall Astartes appeared in front of Thei without warning, as if part of the world's frame had been taken away.

There was a strange blue fire flickering in their eyes, and the bright blue gorgeous paint on their bodies was engraved with mysterious Hopesh characters, which was a very recognizable ancient Egyptian style.

The two scarab tower-shaped wings on their heads are unusually tall, even more exaggerated than those of the "rabbit-eared tough guys", adding a bit of mystery and deterrence in this dim environment.

"Everything is dust. Everything is dust. Everything is dust. Everything is dust. Everything is dust."

Creepy and strange whispers lingered around them. The voices were low and gloomy, as if coming from an endless dark abyss, which made people feel terrified.

[A Thousand Red Letter Warrior?!] Horatio's heart trembled.

(End of this chapter)