Kingdom Come: Deliverance, but Warhammer 40k

Chapter 80 Hairband

Henry drew his sword, and the blood, though tainted with decay, turned his chainsaw sword a deep red.

"The dead should not be desecrated."

These words came from his mouth, spoken to those lurking informants of the Nuggets.

At that moment, the second member of the Corruption Guard had already reached them under cover.

The opponent took advantage of the blind spot created by their fallen comrade.

The tactical maneuvers even gave Henry a false sense of security.

It was as if they were facing not zombies, but a well-organized and highly coordinated squad of veterans.

The monster's power backpack spewed out murky exhaust fumes, carrying plague and toxins, and its massive body crashed into them like an out-of-control chariot.

The bulging chunks of flesh that squeezed out from the gaps in his armor stabilized his body, preventing him from falling apart even at such high speeds.

But Henry was faster and reacted faster than him.

Ultimately, although the Honor Guard wears power armor, they are not Astartes.

The surgical modifications they underwent were insufficient to give them a reaction that surpassed Henry's.

Without a physical connection to their power armor like the Astartes, they cannot use it as a second part of their body, even though they have been corrupted by Nurgle.

Henry sidestepped the enemy's charge, using the hilt of his sword to push the enemy's ribs.

With a loud bang.

The metal structure on the deceased's body vibrated, and the already loose parts completely stopped working.

The body, propelled by immense inertia, slammed heavily against the bulkhead, leaving behind a trail of red and green stains.

Before it could regain its balance, Henry had already ghost-like circled around to its side and rear.

The chainsaw sword whistled as it pierced the corpse's chest.

But to Henry's surprise...

This power armor is equipped with a conversion field, and the field, now corrupted by Nurgle, is still functioning.

The shield gained offensive capabilities due to the power of the warp.

A blinding green light crawled across the armor's surface. The contaminated energy, as if alive, climbed back up the serrated edges, attempting to corrode Henry's chainsaw sword.

The resistance from the sword hilt was increasing.

But Henry did not follow up with more bets—

  

It's not that I can't, but that I don't want to.

Something restless was throbbing in my blood.

The bloodlust left by Khorne was madly bewitching him, urging him to tear this body to pieces in the most direct and cruel way.

The Blood God will grant Henry power commensurate with it.

He forcefully suppressed the urge to kill that welled up inside him.

The chainsaw sword rotates.

The angle of approach was forcibly changed.

He avoided Tao Gang's thickest back armor.

He severed the energy transmission line connecting the backpack with a single sword strike through the gap where the armor plates met.

A burst of high-pressure gas erupted.

The massive power armor completely shut down.

The body, having lost its support, buckled at the knees and collapsed heavily onto the cold deck.

Henry then beheaded him, giving him the death he deserved.

The corrupt guards fell.

But at the other end of the corridor, several more corpses stood up.

One of them approached Balu and they got into a fight. Bullets flew, and Balu was forced to run away with his head in his hands.

But the rest of the people all went to Henry without exception.

Henry was their main course, the heart of the ambush.

The loss of two comrades will not affect the morale of the dead.

One person advanced forward, holding a riot shield, acting as bait. The other person crouched low, circled around to the side of the pipe's shadow, looking for a blind spot where a single shot could kill.

They cover each other and fill in the gaps between each other.

But Henry was far more powerful than the most terrifying Nurgle creature they had ever encountered.

The flashes of the explosives flickered wildly in the dimly lit corridor.

Henry used walls, pipes, and ground debris to change his path, occasionally using his sword skills to deflect incoming missiles.

Even after their corruption, the Honor Guard's weapons remain dangerous; the Nurgle's power has instilled a plague in their bullets, and they themselves can withstand wounds far exceeding those of normal humans.

The guards at the forefront threw away their empty rifles, drew their power swords from their waists, and slashed down.

Henry parried with his sword.

He countered with a master's strike, his chainsaw sword piercing the junction of the power armor helmet and chest plate.

Unfortunately, the chainsaw sword's stabbing effect is not significant, and its damage to armored targets is also limited.

But Henry was faster than him.

Just as his opponent was about to deliver a second blow, Henry's left hand detached from the hilt of his sword, his foot slid to the outside, and his body nimbly circled out of his opponent's attack range.

The power sword slammed heavily onto the floor with terrifying momentum, cleaving a deep crack in its path.

Take advantage of the fact that the opponent's strength has not yet been fully developed.

Henry used his right hand to strike, and the chainsaw sword swung upwards in the same direction.

The serrated blades sliced ​​through the fragile, soft connecting layer of the neck armor without any resistance.

A head wearing a tattered helmet rolled to the ground.

The eerie green flame beneath the goggles flickered twice before going out completely.

But another man's gun was already pointed at Henry.

The distance is too close.

It was too late to adjust the center of gravity to avoid it.

Henry pulled out Anastasius's body part and threw it at him like a projectile.

*Splat*

The sticky, green lump of meat landed precisely on the opponent's visor.

A sudden change occurred.

Fine, barbed tentacles, like leeches, burst forth from the flesh, spreading along the steel's texture and instantly obscuring the helmet's face.

Members of the Honor Guard raised their hands in an attempt to tear the disgusting thing off.

But those tentacles had already squeezed into the breathing grid.

Its movements inevitably revealed flaws.

Henry, of course, wouldn't miss the opportunity.

He strode forward, gripped the sword with both hands, and thrust it hard into the unsuspecting abdomen.

The chainsaw sword roared as it sliced ​​through the abdominal armor, destroying all the organs and wiring along the way, and emerged from the lower back with a spray of green blood.

The massive body seemed to have been drained of all its strength, stiffening in place before collapsing with a crash.

The demonic mass of flesh, having completed its mission, slowly slid off the armor and shrank back into its quiet state.

"You'd better use this method less often in the future."

"This makes me feel like I'm eating corpses," said the demon Anastasius angrily.

"Stop talking nonsense, we haven't finished killing yet."

The end of the passage.

The last two corrupt guards trampled over the corpses of their comrades.

Henry, sword in hand, charged forward.

This time.

He actually felt a sense of calm inside. He couldn't feel any pleasure from killing, and death had become somewhat numbing to him.

He enjoys fighting, but not against an opponent like this.

The saw teeth tore through the steel, and rotten blood splattered through the air.

One after another, the badly damaged power armors lay forever on the cold metal decks, carrying their unfinished duties.

Only one guard remained standing in the corridor.

Its gun barrel had exploded. The left half of its power armor was completely disabled.

Henry walked up to it.

The chainsaw sword was smoothly delivered, piercing precisely into that corrupt heart.

The engine noise gradually subsided.

Henry stood amidst the massive, haphazardly piled wreckage, looking down at the blood-stained chainsaw sword in his hand.

Unexpectedly, he found a blue hairband in the hands of the Honor Guard.