Kingdom Come: Deliverance, but Warhammer 40k

The monster's voice stopped.

The only sound in the hangar was the crackling of the flames, with sparks rising into the air with the heat.

The eyes of a demon searched back and forth for the figure of that foolish boy.

The wreckage disappeared, and the bloodstains vanished.

It was as if it had been directly erased from reality by some force.

But in this remote world, who else but the evil gods and demons of the warp could do this?

An inexplicable unease crept into my heart.

The monster slowly released Simon.

"Absolutely impossible...it's utterly absurd!"

It murmured, exhaling murky mist mixed with tiny droplets of blood.

next second.

boom!!!

A deafening roar erupted from the outside world once again.

The Carlos family knights, who had been lying prostrate in the ruins, suddenly sprang into action.

The machine spirit finally responded to its master, and the seemingly broken transmission system miraculously came back to life.

The massive steel limbs pressed down on the ground, crushing the underlying explosion-proof steel plates.

  

The hundreds of tons of weight of the machine body managed to support half of its body, and the friction of the metal joints brought out a series of dazzling sparks.

Inside the cockpit.

The pilot, covered in blood, gripped the control stick.

The alarm blared loudly, and the red flashing lights illuminated the narrow space in a bright red glow.

The power core overloaded, and the Iron Throne collapsed.

The hydraulic system completely collapsed, and high-pressure liquid was spraying out of the black pipes.

Pain was transmitted from every part of the machine to the pilot... Complete integration was the highest pursuit of every noble knight, and also the end of a knight's life.

The steel giant, now only half its body remained, raised its head.

It gazed at the Chaos Knight ahead.

Under the helmet.

The pilot coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He gave a bitter smile.

"For the God Emperor..."

hum-

The battle cannon is activated.

The cannon muzzle shone with an intense white light, and the surrounding air distorted due to the high temperature.

Chaos Knight turned his head slowly.

The firelight illuminated the night sky.

The explosion at close range engulfed its entire upper body.

Steel, flesh, and debris exploded simultaneously, splashing hot oil everywhere.

Chaos Knight staggered backward.

The chainsaw sword veered off course and plowed deep into the adjacent rock wall.

For the first time, the massive body lost its balance.

Adrian turned its head and roared angrily.

"waste!"

Right now.

Suddenly, a sound of collapse came from above.

A dark shadow was falling from between the thick smoke and flames.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

faster and faster.

The figure flipped its body in mid-air.

Holding the sword with both hands.

Using the impact of the fall, he concentrated all his strength into one point, and the wind pressure made his outer robe flutter loudly.

The monster finally saw the face clearly.

Henry

"No--"

It had just opened its mouth, waving its tentacles to tear the intruder apart.

But the cold light had already fallen, and the sword's edge pierced the neck.

Skin, flesh, fascia, blood vessels, bones.

It breaks simultaneously under the force and gravitational acceleration several times that of an ordinary person, the blade cutting through all obstacles to reach the bottom.

The enormous head spun and flew into the air.

Black blood shot into the sky like a fountain, splattering onto the abandoned control panel behind them.

Swordsmanship specialization unlocked

Your swordsmanship has improved.

【Strength +1】

[Agility +1]

[Sword weapon damage increased]

Henry had no time to look at the system notification that suddenly popped up.

Despite the momentum of his landing, he slammed hard onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

My legs felt weak and my arms felt numb.

It felt like my internal organs were about to be shaken out.

But he got up almost the instant he landed and rushed forward.

"die!"

puff!

The long sword thrust down.

"die!"

puff!

Another sword strike, the hilt completely piercing the torso.

"Die, you son of a bitch!"

He rode atop the headless wreckage, relentlessly finishing off the remaining enemies.

Until the sword in his hand was completely destroyed, until the mass of flesh and blood stopped twitching completely.

Henry then stopped.

He wiped the black blood off his face and turned his head away.

Simon was sitting against the broken wall, looking as if he had swallowed a live fly.

Shock.

confused.

There's also a touch of unbelievable, almost ghostly, quality to it.

Henry wiped his cheek and smiled wryly.

Let me guess...

"It's not that easy to kill, is it?"

Simon opened his mouth, but before he could answer.

The headless body on the ground suddenly swelled up.

The flesh writhed wildly, and the outer skin was stretched almost transparent by the foreign objects growing inside.

The seed will grow in the dead flesh and blood, and the newborn fetus will be born into the world with the flames of revenge, bringing its cries to the world.

Dozens of tentacles burst forth from its body at the same time.

It hurtled through the air and shot straight at Henry's back.

Henry turned around in a disheveled state, drawing his sword to meet the attack.

clang--!

With only half of the blade remaining, it slashed horizontally from bottom to top, knocking aside the first tentacles that were hit, sending out a long string of dazzling sparks.

Following closely behind, several thick, soft tissues intertwined and surrounded it.

The attack was completely chaotic, driven only by the purest destructive instinct, like a pack of enraged wild dogs tearing at living creatures.

Henry fought and retreated, his short, quick steps making him move backward. His broken sword slashed repeatedly, creating a blur of cold light. The monstrous strength that could shatter an adult's armor was completely blocked by him.

clang!

The crisp sound of weapons striking hard outer shell echoed repeatedly in the empty hangar.

Even he himself was surprised by his own feedback. The sluggishness in his limbs faded, the force of his sword strike increased exponentially, and his perception of danger was elevated to a whole new level.

At the edge of my field of vision, the pale blue words "Break the cauldrons and sink the boats" were still lit.

Henry tilted his head to avoid a straight thrust, a hint of confusion flashing through his mind.

Why is the talent buff still active even though there's only one opponent?

There were no other living beings to be seen in the surrounding area.

Could it be that the monster in front of us is identified as multiple enemies by the system?

"But this isn't much easier to deal with than before."

Henry casually spat out a remark.

He then dodged a lunge by sidestepping.

boom!

The tentacle slammed into the ground. The entire steel plate caved in instantly.

The monster lost its head, but that did not affect its movements in the slightest.

Black liquid was oozing from the gash in its neck, and red fleshy buds were intertwined and pulling at each other, clearly brewing a new round of mutation.

As the mutation occurred, the waving tentacles gradually swelled and lengthened, wildly lashing out at any obstacles in their path.

Load-bearing column.

Scrap parts.

The remains of the fallen.

It was all swept into it and turned into fragments.

"It seems it's really angry."

As soon as Henry spoke, a tentacle with barbs at the end lunged at his right rib.

With his talent, he reacted swiftly, slicing through the tissue with his blade and severing it cleanly at the root, splattering thick, black fluid all over the wall.

Henry was overjoyed.

There is a play!

Strange phenomena suddenly occurred.

The severed limb was not shriveled; instead, the wound was torn in both directions, exposing a row of fine, yellowed human molars to the air.

Immediately afterwards, the crack widened considerably.

Henry's expression changed drastically.

"Simon! Cover your ears!"

A piercing shriek exploded.

If you pull a rusty saw blade across metal, the high-frequency sound waves will cause ripples in the surrounding air.

Even though he was prepared for this move, turning his head away and covering his ears with his arms, Henry was still struck dumb.

Taking advantage of the sonic interference, the remaining attacks arrived in an instant.

clang!

The longsword was hastily raised, deflecting a lash.

But heresies have emerged.

The repelled strip of meat split open mid-air, and the gaping maw full of sharp teeth snapped shut.

The immense biting force jammed the broken sword.

Henry's heart sank.

Oops.

A piercing snapping sound followed immediately.

Click—!

The already damaged ironware could not withstand the weight, and the remaining half of the iron blade spun and flew deep into the fire.

Henry was left with only a bare sword hilt in his hand.

There was a brief silence.

"I hate this world."

Henry exclaimed sincerely.

His response was an overwhelming, all-encompassing shadow, with tentacles reaching out to stab him.

"Henry!"

Simon's shouts came from afar.

"Over here!"

Henry looked in the direction of the sound.

Across the inferno, an Osprey-class assault transport ship came to rest deep within the ruins. Most of its hull was buried by fallen load-bearing walls, but fortunately, the main structure of the cabins withstood the impact.

The heavy side hatch was already open, and Simon was standing by the door, waving to those outside.

"receive!"

Henry threw down his sword hilt and ran away as fast as he could.

Tentacles followed closely behind. Metal obstacles along the way were torn apart one by one, scattering rocks everywhere.

A thorny, soft object grazed his shoulder, taking a large section of his armor with it.

A searing pain shot up his nerves, but he didn't dare slow down even for a second.

Thirty meters.

ten meters.

With the last bit of distance left, Henry ducked and plunged into the cabin.

Simon immediately pressed the emergency shut-off valve.

boom--!

The airtight doors were tightly shut.

The moment the door closed, the heavy blow from the outside arrived as expected.

The massive troop transport ship was swayed violently from side to side by the impact, like a sampan in a raging storm.

The continuous impacts pounded against the bulkhead, and the load-bearing frame emitted unsettling sounds.

The two men leaned against the bulkhead, gulping down the filtered air.

There was a pause of a few seconds.

A dull thud came from above.

Then came the second one.

A living creature climbed onto the armored hull and was slowly crawling along the outline of the ship.

The faint scraping sound traveled through the thick steel plate into the ear canal.

crunch--

Like a swarm of hungry reptiles, they are searching for an opening to invade along the seams.

Henry listened to the commotion above, stretched his stiff shoulders, and looked around the completely enclosed interior.

He looked up at the constantly trembling ceiling and exhaled a long breath.

Congratulations!

Simon turned his head away.

"What are you congratulating me on?"

Henry shrugged.

"We've successfully pickled ourselves inside tin cans."

"It's still pure meat filling."

boom!!!

The upper armor plate suddenly caved inward, creating a large, twisted arc.

The two of them looked up at the same time.

A variant that roams freely outside the home.

They've clearly figured out the trick to opening the can.