Kingdom Come: Deliverance, but Warhammer 40k

The glow on Anastasius flickered on and off.

Henry felt a churning in his stomach, and a strange, inexplicable feeling of nausea rose within him.

The light, like an invisible ripple, spread outward from Anastasius's body, passing through the steel deck, through the air, and through the bodies of everyone.

But it's like a drop of ink falling into calm water, slowly spreading out.

Baru grimaced and rubbed his forehead, finally recovering from the attack.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the doctor's body flashing green light, and his expression gradually became strange.

"Hey, Henry."

"what?"

"Don't you think the doctor's current behavior is a bit like a crocodile in heat?"

"And what is that thing?"

Balu clicked his tongue.

"I almost forgot you're not from my hometown. You're a type of soft-bodied fish from the ocean of my home planet."

"When the male fish is in season, its rear end glows green. If you throw it into the sea, all the female fish in the crevices of the nearby reefs will frantically swarm out and circle around it."

"Each time brings a bountiful harvest."

He licked his dry lips.

"When I have the chance in the future, I will definitely take you to my home planet..."

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Before he could finish speaking, his voice abruptly stopped.

In the crowd not far away, a refugee who had been huddled in a corner in a daze suddenly began to convulse.

The man's belly was bulging out at a visible speed, his clothes were bursting and tearing, and he looked like a cheap, poorly inflated ball.

"ah--!"

The man let out a scream and lunged at a dazed, unfortunate fellow standing nearby.

The two crashed into the metal plate.

It was like two pieces of melted wax and flesh stuck together.

The innocent refugee didn't even have time to scream before half of his body sank into the other person's bulging chest.

A large sack of yellowish fat mixed with greenish pus dripped down the seam where the two were glued together.

In just a few seconds.

A monster, swollen like a ball of flesh, slowly crawled to its feet.

A bloody gash was torn open in the middle of its belly, and two human faces, fused together, were squeezed into the pile of fat, making strange noises that sounded like both crying and laughing.

This bizarre phenomenon is not an isolated case.

A middle-aged man suddenly knelt down on the ground.

He gripped his chest so tightly with both hands that his fingernails split and bled.

"Please..."

He banged his head against the deck with all his might.

"Stop torturing me... I'm willing... I'm willing to do anything..."

His forehead was already a bloody mess.

He remained motionless until the impact.

A person approached fearfully, wanting to test the waters.

The face, smeared with blood and tears, lifted up, its corners twitching upwards.

The grin stretched all the way to his ears, revealing his darkened gums.

"You are so great!"

His neck and arms began to turn black and ulcerate over large areas.

One after another, fist-sized abscesses swelled up.

With a muffled "poof," the rotten flesh exploded, and a swarm of black flies flew out.

The surrounding refugees finally realized what was happening and scrambled to get out, screams echoing all around.

Further away.

A truck loaded with supplies was slowly moving forward, driving away the refugees blocking the road.

The driver still couldn't figure out why things were in such a mess ahead.

The steel plate of the chassis was bent by something from below, and a hole was torn in it.

A lump of dark green, rotten flesh fell to the ground.

Then came the second lump, and the third lump.

The entire tracked vehicle looked as if it had grown intestines.

The chunks of flesh crawled up the gaps in the chassis, and countless yellow blisters began to appear on the once-cold armor surface. One after another, they exploded, emitting a foul stench and splattering juices everywhere.

The driver was terrified and kicked the car door with both hands and feet.

"Open the door! Open the fucking door now!"

The soldiers at the back of the carriage were also desperately banging on the door with their rifle butts.

The damaged latch was finally pried open a crack.

One hand was only halfway out.

From the dark gaps in the carriage, several human hands suddenly reached out and wrapped around the arm.

"No—help me!"

He was abruptly pulled back.

More and more hands reached out from inside the carriage.

Some people grabbed the door frame, some grabbed their companions, and some had even climbed halfway out of the doorway.

But the corruption behind the scenes is even faster than theirs.

Eventually, the noise inside the carriage gradually subsided.

Utter silence.

Only the metal sheet of the vehicle body remained, undulating rhythmically, as if some enormous monster was being conceived inside, gasping for breath.

The car door popped open from the inside by itself.

A giant hand covered in pustules and bone spurs gripped the door frame.

Then, a Frankenstein's monster, which had stitched everyone's bodies together, was squeezed out of the carriage.

A laser gun barrel pierced right out of its shoulder bone, the driver's upper body still embedded in its left chest, its mouth opening and closing unconsciously, emitting faint cries for help.

And these Nurgle creations that suddenly emerged from their lurking state...

Without exception, their goal was Anastasius in the crowd.

It was like smelling the finest fermented aroma in a pile of dung.

All those flies crawled out from the dark corner.

Hundreds of monsters tumbled and crawled towards them.

Balu's eye twitched violently.

"...Damn it, do I really have the power to make my words come true?"

Snapped.

His mechanical hand suddenly rose and slapped its master hard.

"Ouch!" Balu clutched half his face, cursing, "Are you crazy?! Why did you hit me at a time like this?!"

The robotic arm ignored him completely, rotating its joints as if to slap him again.

Balu quickly hugged it with his other hand, on the verge of tears.

"I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong! Grandpa, take a break!"

The guards finally realized what was happening.

"Fire!! Fire!!"

Laser beams shot out one after another, illuminating the passage as brightly as day.

The monsters at the forefront were beaten to a pulp, their flesh flying everywhere, and foul-smelling liquid splashing all over the place, but that did not stop their thirst for the special demon. The remaining monsters continued to push forward, stepping on the remains of their companions.

It even included some of the one-eyed monsters that Henry had seen in the lower levels.

They are no longer as slow-moving as they were at the beginning.

The body is more complete, and the speed is several times faster.

The "Do or Die" strategy has been activated.

[Strength increased... Agility increased... Combat skills improved...]

The blood in my chest felt like it was being boiled by a raging fire.

ear.

The war drums thundered.

Henry took a step forward.

He had already crashed into the horde of monsters.

The chainsaw sword roared as it sliced ​​open the belly of the first monster from below.

The high-speed rotating saw teeth crushed the ribs and smoothly twisted all the way to the top of the head.

Large chunks of rotten flesh, along with internal organs, flew directly into the air.

Henry's swordsmanship was unique and fluid, like flowing clouds and water.

He swept across using the momentum.

Three heads, still covered in pus, flew off.

The third sword strike rammed directly into the arms of a one-eyed monster.

The monster instinctively opened its two thick arms to hug him.

Before its arms could even come together, Henry's chainsaw sword had already ripped open its chest cavity like a drill.

Head-on collision, hand-to-hand combat.

He carved out a blank area several meters wide.

the other side.

Balu had already taken cover behind the bunker and was yelling at the top of his lungs.

"Left side! Shoot the big one!"

In mid-air, a huge fleshy tumor that the monster had swung at was still in the air before it hit the ground.

The rifle in Balu's hand spat fire, and the fleshy ball was blown apart in mid-air, turning the foul-smelling green liquid into a rain of droplets.

The second one, the third one.

Dozens of short bursts were fired in succession, and not a single shot missed.

"That was great, bro!"

The guard next to him was changing a magazine while shouting.

Balu grinned.

"Don't rush, there's something even prettier—"

Before he could finish speaking...

The robotic arm suddenly turned the gun barrel on its own and fired a shot blindly.

An infected person who had just reached the cover and was preparing to ambush Balu was suddenly struck by an explosion.

Balu was already used to it.

"...Thanks, honey."

The robotic arm raised two metal fingers and gave them a smug shake.