Kingdom Come: Deliverance, but Warhammer 40k

The sound came from deep within the bulkhead.

It was as if something was relentlessly scratching at the steel barrier.

puff!

A green hand pierced the fleshy membrane, releasing pus from the flying insect.

It protruded from inside the wall.

"How did they get hidden inside the wall!"

Balu shouted as he pulled the trigger.

The blazing white laser immediately pierced through the palm, burning a charred hole in the flesh behind it.

But then, a second, a third, a fourth...

The entire wall swelled and fermented uncontrollably.

The fleshy membrane covering the metal surface churned violently like a boiling soup, and countless human-shaped silhouettes slowly emerged from bottom to top.

Accompanied by a sticky, tearing sound.

A head with a single eye burst through the flesh and fell heavily onto the deck.

The monster tried to get up, but found that its lower body was still embedded deep in the wall. It could only wave its only arm wildly, and a beast-like hiss rolled out of its throat.

Then.

More and more humanoid heretics are falling off from all directions.

The disabled person uses only their two upper limbs to grip the ground and drag their half-paralyzed body forward.

Even worse, some had their chests ripped open, their exposed organs dragging on the ground, and they stumbled as they charged toward the three men.

The most horrifying mutant had even reconstructed its facial features, leaving only a single, ghastly green eye on its entire head. Twisted fleshy horns grew from the top of its head, and its gaping mouth stretched to its ears, with foul-smelling saliva dripping all over the ground.

These Nurgle creations retained the human form and outline.

It evokes images of humanity corrupted.

But it was completely different from those Henry had encountered before.

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Although the distortions still exist, they no longer multiply randomly, but begin to form a stable structure.

as if……

It is a transformation into evil.

Perhaps in some time, they will transform into a low-level demon army that has come to the material world...

Henry and his group's arrival interrupted this process.

The monster, whose transformation was interrupted, has not yet fully adapted to this body.

Many of them lost their balance and fell to the ground as soon as they were off the wall.

It was bound by thick, long fleshy tubes like umbilical cords, and it had to bite through the restraints to move forward.

"doctor!"

Balu grabbed the young man by the back of his collar and pulled him behind him.

"Don't just stand there like a target!"

The laser gun in his hand continuously spewed out high-energy beams.

A one-eyed monster, about to pounce, had a bright hole burned through its chest by the intense heat. Before its remains even touched the ground, the monsters that followed were already stepping on the corpses of their own kind to continue their relentless advance.

Henry stepped forward, sword in hand.

The chainsaw sword swept out with a roar.

The three-headed monster was cleanly severed at the waist, its blood gushing out.

The remaining upper body was still crawling on the deck, stretching out its slimy arms in an attempt to cling to his leg armor.

Henry lifted his iron boot.

Falling heavily.

The immense force crushed that head into a pile of mud.

On the other side of the battlefield.

A paralyzed mutant lunges at Balu from a blind spot in the abandoned shelf.

Although Balu didn't notice, his prosthetic limbs seemed to work divinely.

He restrained the monster's single horn and pressed its head down.

*Swoosh!* The laser gun fired, almost touching the monster's forehead.

The high-energy beam instantly boiled and vaporized the tissue inside the skull, causing a green liquid to splatter out.

Before he could catch his breath.

Another mutant climbed onto his back from behind.

The underdeveloped teeth were gnawing on the nail.

Balu grabbed the other man's neck with his backhand and, using his waist to generate power, slammed him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

"Henry!"

The sound of a chainsaw arrived just in time.

The high-speed saw blades cut mercilessly, tearing the monster apart along with the deck beneath it.

You can look around.

More and more of the flesh walls began to crumble.

The entire storage area resembled a huge and disgusting insect egg.

In every corner, deformed lives are struggling to break free from their constraints.

The accompanying doctor had clearly lost the ability to think.

"By the Divine Emperor!"

He muttered incoherently, holding the laser gun, and fired wildly with his eyes closed.

A beam of light veered off course, grazing Balu's helmet as it flew upwards.

"Aim carefully before you fire!"

Balu started cursing.

The curses hadn't even finished.

A monster had already pounced on the doctor.

Sharp claws gripped his gas mask and tore at it.

The doctor was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

The monster opened its huge mouth, about to bite down hard on his neck.

boom--

The chainsaw sword pierced through its back.

The serrated edge tore through the spine and chest cavity.

The doctor was covered in green entrails.

Henry lifted the hilt of the sword with one hand and tossed the wreckage aside.

"withdraw!"

Even though Henry had become a god of war, the number of enemies had not decreased but increased.

They peeled off from deep within the wall like a burst dam.

It was as if all the nutrients accumulated by this giant ship over hundreds of years had become nourishment for chaos.

Balu kept pulling the trigger.

The muzzle had turned bright red from continuous firing.

suddenly.

He froze for a moment.

Laser beams shooting from the muzzle of a gun.

It even had a strange green tinge.

The beam of light hit a monster, but did not penetrate its body.

Instead, it caused more tiny granulation tissue to grow from the wound.

"This is unbelievable!"

"Subspace contamination!"

Without hesitation, he threw the laser gun on the ground.

next moment.

The weapon, which had been used by countless masters, began to twitch as if it were alive.

The surface of the gunstock was swollen with turbid nodules.

The focusing tube folded outwards and cracked.

It seemed to have mutated mouthparts, emitting a strange sound like a bellows leaking air.

"Don't feel bad!" Henry swung his sword and sliced ​​the two approaching monsters in half from shoulder to shoulder.

"Retreat to the outer corridor!"

"The passageway is narrow!"

"We can stop them!"

The three maintained their formation, fighting and retreating simultaneously.

But in the storage area behind, a steady stream of filthy creatures continues to emerge.

Baru grabbed the young medical officer, who was lying on the ground, by the collar, lifted him off the deck, and kept moving his feet backward while cursing loudly.

"What are you waiting for! Run for your life!"

The medical officer scrambled to follow the two men into the corridor.

Behind the passage, countless deformed monsters surged out like a tide, stepping over the remains of their kind.

They crowded and trampled each other. Some of the mutants that were not yet fully formed did not have time to stabilize their bodies before being trampled again by their own kind, which advanced like a wall from behind, turning into pools of indistinct flesh.

The narrow corridor quickly became a veritable meat grinder.

Henry turned to face the approaching enemy, raising his chainsaw sword in front of him.

Limited by the width of the passage, it can only accommodate three or four corrupted humans walking side by side at most.

As Henry continued his slaughter, severed limbs and broken bodies piled up as roadblocks ahead.

The heretics surging from behind were forced to climb over piles of corpses, greatly disrupting their pace.

However, this gave Henry and his team some breathing room to adjust.

With sufficient depth, they fought and retreated.

The mutant at the forefront leaped high, stepping on the wreckage beneath its feet, and charged forward with its claws raised.

Henry was prepared; just as the claws were about to touch him, he stepped aside.

The monster, having missed its target, immediately lost its balance, and the chainsaw sword used the momentum to slash upwards at an angle.

The rotating saw cut in under his armpit, shredding the tissues and organs along the way into pieces with a piercing mechanical roar.

Before the pieces of flesh had even fallen, another monster had already arrived.

Henry's shoulder armor struck the opponent's chest with solid force.

The monster retreated several steps, its body still swaying, when the sword blade slashed down from above.

boom--

The chainsaw destroyed half of its body.

The powerful impact slammed the wreckage backward, knocking down several other mutants that followed, sending them tumbling into a heap.

[Gain talent points.]

A system notification sounded in my mind.

Henry's offensive continued, and as his thoughts raced...

Consume all the talent points accumulated from killing the Rot Flies earlier.

【Desperate Measures (5th Floor)】

Power bursts forth from deep within the body.

The enemy's numbers became his advantage.

Henry's bonus was solely due to the "Desperate Measures" talent.

It already has 10 points of Strength, 10 points of Agility, and 10 points of Combat Skill.

In addition, there are the combat skills brought by [Wrestler] and [Master Strike].

At this point, his physical abilities were approaching those of the recruit Astartes who wasn't wearing power armor.

Another monster attacked.

Henry released his left hand, letting the other man hold onto his forearm.

Henry grabbed its wrist with his other hand.

My body sank.

Using the force of the monster's lunge, he twisted it suddenly.

The monster's arm was forcibly broken off.

Before it could retaliate, Henry slammed it to the ground.

Those behind them were unable to avoid the impact and were knocked over.

The chainsaw then swept out horizontally, slicing through three bodies in succession, scattering bits of flesh and limbs throughout the passage.

Balu, who was behind them, was somewhat lost in thought when he witnessed this scene.

"The God-Emperor's blessing..."

He muttered under his breath.

"This guy is becoming more and more like a monster..."

He was muttering to himself.

His hands didn't slow down at all.

The spare pistol fired repeatedly, trying to force back some of the one-eyed monsters that were trying to bypass Henry.

The wreckage on the ground was piled up to knee height.

Just now.

The sound of war drums suddenly echoed in Henry's ears.

His sword-wielding rhythm remained unaffected, but his brows furrowed.

The second war drum sounded again after a long time.

Blood splattered everywhere, and heretics lay dead one after another, but the Void Overlord, seated on his bronze throne, seemed uninterested in such low-quality prey.

The carnage before our eyes is not enough to earn His attention.

Yet He still chose this moment to gaze upon Henry…

What exactly is He expecting?

The drumbeats were intermittent, like the prelude to a great war, casting a shadow over Henry's heart.

He kicked the approaching mutant away, its wreckage tumbling and crashing into the enemy ranks, completely filling the already towering mountain of corpses in the passage.

The mutants behind them writhed and struggled in the blood and gore, unable to cross the roadblock in a short time.

Just then.

Deep inside storage area No. 12.

boom--!

A sudden explosion rang out.

Following closely behind was a long, deep chime that spread along the steel hull of the ship.

Henry looked back.

"Balu! You planted explosives beforehand?"

The mercenaries behind him looked bewildered.

"I wish I had pretended... but it probably wasn't me."

The voice just fell.

The corrupt humans who had been desperately charging at the pile of corpses suddenly stopped.

They all turned their heads, hesitant, sensing the presence behind them.

next moment.

Subsequently, more than half of the mutants abandoned the three living people in front of them, turned around, and ran back towards the depths of the storage area.

It was as if I had heard some kind of summons.

They even ignored Henry and his two companions who were right next to them.

One after another, they trampled over the corpses of their companions and rushed headlong into the depths of the warehouse.

"Are they crazy?"

The doctor, panting heavily, leaned against the wall.

"No."

"Are they ever truly not crazy?"

In the darkness deep within the warehouse.

Excited howls continued to echo from the monster.

Followed by.

The sounds suddenly turned into screams.

It felt like something heavy had smashed the bones.

A sound.

Two sounds.

Then it became increasingly frequent.

The corrupt humans who rushed forward were being harvested in droves.

But Henry and the others couldn't see what was happening inside.

All that could be seen were corpses flying up one after another.

Some crashed into the wall and turned into a pile of minced meat.

Even worse, some of them rolled on the ground like sacks, their broken limbs in bizarre poses, already lifeless.

It was as if an unseen beast was breaking down the door from another wall.

At that moment, it was eating.

thump—

The bell rang once again.

This time, it was even clearer than before.

The steel beams along the entire corridor trembled slightly.

Balu stared blankly in the direction the sound came from, muttering to himself.

"What the hell is inside...?"

The other party has already given him an answer.

The armor covering that hand was already riddled with cracks, and the edges of the armor were stuck to the flesh and blood.

In the center of the palm, an outward-curving crack reveals layers of fine gums.

The mouth slowly opened.

A tongue covered with dark purple tentacles emerged.

He licked away the bright green blood that stained the armor bit by bit.

Click.

Before a corrupted human could even touch its prey, it was easily crushed by the enormous five fingers as if they were crushing a pottery jar.

Red, green, and black.

The filth trickled down through the gaps in the steel fingers.

More monsters pounced, roaring and tearing at each other like rabid dogs out of control.

But then another corpse flew out into the air.

Then came the second, and the third.

One corrupted human body after another was casually tossed away by the figure that had not yet fully stood up.

The mountain of corpses began to collapse little by little.

The massive silhouette finally rose slowly from the pile of corpses.

The first thing to be revealed was the dark green power armor that had long since become one with the body.

Rotten pus slowly oozed out along the old scratches, and countless tiny human faces were embedded in the cracks of the carapace, breathing with expressions of pain contorted in agony.

Twisted bone spurs protruded from the shoulder armor, and the chest bulged out like the lungs of some large creature, rising and falling rhythmically with each step.

Then, the helmet was fully exposed to everyone's view.

That can no longer be called a helmet.

The entire head was tightly wrapped in a layer of pale, bony shell.

Those bones grew wildly towards the top, curving into the shape of a crescent moon, forcefully supporting an ancient bronze bell covered with green rust.

Muscle tendons replaced chains, firmly securing it to the spine.

Clearly, that bell is also part of its physical form.

thump—

The bell rang for the third time.

This time, Henry finally knew what was on the other side.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

"Run!"

He practically yelled it out.

However, before he could finish speaking, a sudden, intense dizziness struck his head.

It felt like something had struck his temple hard.

Everything in front of me began to shake.

He suddenly had a misconception.

The roar did not come from him.

It emanated from his palm.

A strange feeling spread from my palm.

It seems like inside...

It really grew a mouth.

The sound of children's laughter rang in my ears.

Hehe...hehehe...

Henry turned his head abruptly and saw several small, green creatures hopping and skipping past his feet.

They chased each other, emitting sharp, piercing laughs.

Henry was about to draw his sword and strike, but Baruch seemed to ignore him.

She grabbed his arm and pulled him backward.

"Henry!"

"What are you spacing out for!"

Balu rushed over, grabbed his arm, and dragged him backward.