Kingdom Come: Deliverance, but Warhammer 40k

"I suspect your reasons aren't as noble as you claim, knight." Cass put his gun back in its holster.

"You said you did it for this ship?"

"Yes."

"Is there anyone on board who can vouch for you? Can they vouch for what you're saying?"

Henry shook his head.

"without."

"If you can't even prove yourself, what makes you think you can save the Faraway?"

"Someone has to step up... at least someone has to go down and try."

Cass laughed after hearing this, but as he laughed, he started coughing.

He coughed so hard it was excruciating, and it took him a while to recover, supported by his soldiers.

"knight."

"Do you know how many people have stood in front of me these past few days, saying they could save the Voyager?"

He raised his hand and showed three fingers.

"Fourteen! A full fourteen!"

"Some people claim to have seen a golden throne in their dreams."

"Some people insist that they heard the singing of saints."

"Some even suggested throwing the children from the lower-level camps into the reactor, and the Plague Legion would leave on its own."

"They all firmly believe what they say, and have even gathered their followers here!"

Cass took two steps forward.

Stand in front of Henry.

There was less than a meter between the two people.

Henry could clearly see the dried mud clinging to the collar of his uniform.

Due to prolonged lack of rest, his eye sockets were sunken, and his pupils were bloodshot.

He looks more like a madman than I do.

"Now it's your turn... You look even dumber than them."

"But I'm still willing to give you a chance."

Cass stared into his eyes.

  

Give me a reason to believe you.

Henry met those tired eyes.

"I can vouch for it with my knightly honor."

"Your reputation is worthless... Knight, the rules of the game you seek do not exist here."

Cass refused decisively.

"Every rifle and every guard on this defensive line has its duty; tens of thousands of civilians here need their protection..."

"I won't spare a single person to accompany you on this adventure."

Henry didn't reply.

He hadn't expected things to go so smoothly.

In fact,

Henry was already considering whether or not to try to kidnap the guy in front of him.

In that short distance of just a few meters, Henry was confident he could be faster than a gun.

Seeing that the other party remained silent, Cass said nothing more and turned to wave to the guards outside the door.

"Send him out."

Two armed guards strode forward.

Before the words were finished, a loud bang came from below the deck.

An alarm sounded throughout the entire defense zone.

Red warning lights illuminated the corridor.

A jumble of static erupted from the walkie-talkie on Cass's waist.

"Sector E-17 requests reinforcements!"

"Double! The barricades have been breached!"

Communication was interrupted by a piercing dial tone.

Immediately afterwards, thick green liquid began to spill from the walkie-talkie, which Cass quickly threw away.

A communications soldier stumbled into the room.

"Commander! The main road to E-17 has fallen! A portion of the Chaos Creatures have breached the defenses!"

"Please come with us to take refuge now."

Cass was about to give the order.

A strange laugh rang out from the crowd.

All eyes turned to the adjutant who had been standing behind Cass.

The adjutant hung his head.

His shoulders trembled incessantly.

"Oh……"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

He raised his head.

His once serious face was now completely distorted, his mouth split open, and saliva dripping onto the ground.

"Finally... the time has come."

Cass raised his gun.

"Take it down!"

It's too late.

The adjutant ripped open his uniform.

Beneath the skin and flesh, a wriggling, rust-covered three-ring emblem came into view.

He pulled out a signal flare that emitted a foul-smelling green smoke.

Gun barrels pointed skyward, triggers pulled.

The signal flare didn't explode; instead, it stuck to the metal ceiling like a viscous substance, emitting a suffocating eerie glow.

The adjutant opened his arms.

The voice was distorted, like that of a demon.

"Kind Father!"

"Your offspring will pave the way for you!"

next second.

A roar came from overhead; the unclean thing had found its target.

A huge shadow swept over everyone's heads, and the lights on the deck went out instantly.

Everyone looked up, even in the darkness.

They could still see the monster from the warp.

Rotting wings.

Drips of pus.

And that irritating, hoarse hiss.

The adjutant opened his arms to welcome his god.

Look.

"It has come, messenger of the merciful Father..."

next moment.

His head flew off, and blood splattered everywhere.

The remaining flesh and blood were also pulverized by the chainsaw sword.

Only then did everyone notice,

Before anyone knew it, Henry had drawn the sword from his waist.

But the cacophony of flapping wings overhead drowned out the lingering curses of the traitor.

The bloated, decaying fly swept across the ceiling, its layered, ulcerated abdomen swelling and contracting like a lesion.

With each tremor, countless gray-green dust particles were shaken off from those decaying folds.

The dust drifted down gently.

Falling like snowflakes

It's like ashes scattered in the dust.

The first soldier to come into contact with the dust was stunned for a moment.

He raised his hand and touched his face.

The entire sheet of dough, like rotten meat soaked for days, slipped off my fingertips.

He opened his mouth, as if to scream.

But all that came out of his throat was a clump of thick green fluid filled with wriggling maggots.

next second.

The next second, his body rapidly expanded with a strange rhythm.

The skin cracked.

The stench was overwhelming.

The surrounding crowd was unable to dodge in time and was instantly sprayed with the solution.

Screams immediately filled the air.

Someone frantically brushed the dust off their body.

Some people knelt down and used daggers to cut and dig into their flesh, trying to remove the unstoppable erosion.

But it was simply too late.

Nurgle's gifts never take into account the wishes of the recipient.

Its love is equally bestowed upon everyone within its sight.

Outside, the streets echoed with cries of agony.

The soldiers who were maintaining order fell one after another.

One after another, they rose again from the pool of blood.

Their pupils had turned a murky, foul green.

A strange smile spread across his lips.

Grasping his weapon, he lunged at the nearest living person.

Comrades from the past.

In the blink of an eye, they became monsters that spread plague.

The entire defense zone instantly descended into chaos.

The culprit behind it all was that demon who had infiltrated the residential area.

It circled once above people's heads.

Those compound eyes, brimming with pus, reflected every tragedy.

It opened its mouthparts, which were powerful enough to chew through steel, and emitted a piercing screech in the air.

Large plumes of grayish-green toxic mist erupted once more.

"Damn it!"

Henry shoved Cass back.

"Get out of here!"

Cass staggered a couple of steps and was supported by several guards, still shaken.

Henry didn't even need to remind them.

The surrounding officers had already begun to move.

"Bring out the laser cannon quickly!"

"Where are the people?! Everyone who's still alive, get moving!"

Accompanied by the cries of the survivors.

A heavy laser cannon was pushed to the center of the square.

The capacitor begins to charge, and the cannon body heats up and shines.

The gunner in charge of aiming kept a close eye on the figure circling in the air.

"Fire!"

After a roar

A dazzling white beam of light shot into the sky, illuminating the heavens.

It slammed into the belly of the rotting fly.

Large swaths of rotting flesh evaporated instantly.

Green blood plasma poured down like a torrential rain.

"Hit!"

Someone shouted out from among the collapsed ruins.

But the fallen flesh and blood actually began to wriggle.

They landed in the crowd and immediately burrowed into wounds.

It got into my eyes.

It went into the mouth and nose.

They were living creatures, parasites on some decaying fly.

Now that they have lost their hosts, they are using human flesh and blood to reproduce again.

Meanwhile, at the site of the rotten fly's blasted abdominal wound, disgusting granulation tissue proliferated wildly.

It looks like it won't be long before it's back to normal.

The monster let out a furious shriek.

next moment.

It suddenly folded its damaged wings.

Its massive body, like a rotting meteorite, crashed violently into the laser cannon.

The entire artillery unit, along with the metal platform, was blown to pieces.

The laser cannon, weighing several tons, was knocked over and rolled away.

Several gunners didn't even have time to scream before they were turned into a pool of blood and gore.

Rotten flies crashed heavily onto the deck.

Large sections of the steel plate were dented.

It struggled to flap its wings.

It appears the impact also caused it considerable damage.

The wings could not be unfolded again for the time being.

"Now!"

Henry roared.

With a roar from the chainsaw sword in his hand, he shot towards the monster like an arrow released from a bow.

But just as he rushed close...

The rotting fly suddenly lashed out with its barbed limb.

Henry ducked to avoid it.

But he forgot that this guy had six legs.

The next attack followed immediately.

The immense impact sent Henry flying.

His body crashed through a reinforced steel partition wall.

They then broke several more pipes.

Finally, he was buried in a pile of collapsed ruins.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere.

However, Henry's physical abilities are now far beyond those of ordinary people.

The long-lost sound of war drums rang in his ears once again.

The evil god, unwilling to let go, granted him power once more.

Henry slowly opened his eyes.

His chest felt incredibly tight, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

He glanced down at his breastplate.

Even with armor bearing the blood of Siegfried, there was still a small dent.

Henry tenderly stroked the damaged area, only to find that the fine cracks were slowly healing.

"Wait, this doesn't seem like an effect from the system... Khorne?"

Henry's eyes widened in surprise.

But the urging drumbeats beside him brought him back to his senses.

"Thank you for the tip, but please forgive me for not selling myself."

Henry used the broken steel beam to support himself as he stood up.

He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

"It really hurts."

……

the other side.

A dozen soldiers had already surrounded them.

The laser beam kept hitting the rotting flies.

Large swathes of charred, rotting flesh.

But the monster seemed to feel no pain.

A forelimb suddenly pierced through a soldier's chest.

Raise it high.

Feed it into the ingestor.

Click.

The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.

Another soldier was swept away by the wing.

His body slammed into the wall and broke in two instantly.

Their bodies were then covered by the sprayed acid.

The skin melts rapidly...

When they can no longer feel pain, their bodies no longer belong to them.

They screamed as they lunged at their companions.

Fear spread rapidly.

Some people began to back away, observing how to escape.

"Come back! All of you, come back!"

Cass raised his explosive pistol.

Gunshots rang out.

A soldier who turned to run away had his head explode.

The body lay stiffly on the ground.

Cass held up the still-smoking muzzle of his gun.

His eyes were bloodshot.

"Anyone who dares to back down another step! I'll kill them first!"

"Kill them!"

"We can't let that monster fly again!"

His roar steadied the crumbling defenses once again.

But the rotting flies had once again propped up their heavy bodies.

Those enormous wings slowly unfolded.

The putrid gusts of wind they stirred up grew increasingly fierce.

It is regaining the power to take off.

Henry watched this scene, then turned and rushed toward the metal fence on one side.

He stepped on the guardrail and used the momentum to rush towards the wall.

He gripped a spotlight bracket with both hands.

Its body climbs upwards continuously, like an ape.

Every available opportunity became his foothold.

I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky.

The soldiers infected by the carrion flies activated his "Desperate Measures".

The appearance of numerous attributes made him faster.

Stronger.

He almost became a black shadow, leaping between walls tens of meters high.

They were about to catch up with the rotting fly that was rising into the air.

suddenly.

The sound of metal twisting and cracking came from beneath my feet.

click -

The searchlight base had long been corroded by grime-laden acid.

The entire steel column began to tilt slowly.

Henry's body suddenly sank, and his height began to decrease continuously.

But the rotting flies kept getting higher and higher.

The distance is being widened little by little.

Henry gritted his teeth, his fingertips scratching bloody marks on the rough metal beam.

But it's still not enough.

It was just a little bit short.

Right at this moment.

A streak of silvery-white cold light.

He flew out of a second-floor window of the building behind him.

Its speed was as fast as lightning.

puff!

The pus burst open, and the monster let out an extremely shrill scream.

The enormous body tumbled violently in the air.

The attempt to spread its wings was abruptly interrupted.

Henry turned around abruptly.

Beside the broken window on the second floor.

I couldn't see the expression on the person behind the Tau warrior's armor.

The rotting fly frantically shook its head.

He tried to fling the long sword out of his body.

It is now stuck in the air.

You only get one chance.

Henry took a deep breath.

He kicked his legs hard against the broken steel beam.

He leaped out of the collapsing frame like a cannonball.

His body swept through the air.

Under everyone's watchful eyes.

It landed on the back of the rotting fly.