Warhammer: Open the door! Human League players!

Chapter 67 The Flames of Revenge

His pupils suddenly contracted, and he could barely suppress the tears welling up in his eyes—the entire exoskeleton was already soaked in blood, with dark red bloodstains clinging to every corner; no wonder he had always felt blood seeping from the seams.

He didn't have time to be sentimental, so he reached out and grabbed Ye Di's arm, wanting to pull him out.

Pfft!

A muffled thud, exceptionally jarring.

In just a moment, the skin on his hand split open, and blood splattered all over Bruce's body as it gushed from his wrist.

"How could this be—" Bruce's voice trembled violently. He carefully picked up Ye Di, his fingertips touching her cold, fragile skin. Blood seeped out from the cracks, making Bruce's heart feel as if it were being cut open by countless sharp knives, the pain so intense that he could barely stand.

"It's alright—it will all be alright—" he murmured to himself, even closing the eco-pod door as gently as if afraid of disturbing someone in their sleep.

The target unit is completely dead; the body is completely damaged and beyond treatment.

The cold, impersonal system notification sound slammed into Bruce's head like a heavy hammer.

He stumbled and fell to his knees, pounding his fists with his fists, blood staining the bio-tank: "Why can't I be treated!"

"Why!"

"My brother is still alive!"

"He's not dead!"

The target unit is deceased and beyond medical help.

The system voice echoed repeatedly, and Bruce roared hysterically. Even within the game's mechanics, he had completely broken down.

He looked at his blood-stained hands, regret gnawing at his internal organs like a venomous snake—he had listened to the NPC, he had failed to protect his brothers, and he had caused their deaths.

The boy who always followed behind him, calling him "Captain," the brother who was willing to sacrifice himself to give him one last chance at life, was gone just like that.

It's just a game.

There was clearly no need for them to come and save him.

"ah!!!"

Bruce let out a deafening roar, his voice filled with despair and madness. He felt as if he had lost everything, as if his soul had been torn apart.

Captain, I like you too.

"Captain, I'll cover you."

"Captain, I'll fix it for you."

[Ye Di, are you brave?]

[Captain, survive.]

The images of the armored vehicle's retrospective were projected onto the bulkhead, replaying the last moments of Yedi over and over again: he used his last strength to drag Bruce into the armor, and weakly smiled as he said, "Captain, Yedi has finally found you." His last "Captain, cough cough" became an eternal farewell.

He watched with his own eyes as they used themselves as their last bargaining chip, leaving him with their only chance of survival.

"I feel like—Bruce is going to shatter." The general standing to the side watched this scene and sighed softly, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

The corporal patted Bruce on the shoulder, remaining silent and saying nothing.

They knew about Bruce's relationship with Yedi; the video had already been circulating widely.

But unexpectedly, Yedi, as a game NPC, has gone to such lengths.

He used his own life to save Bruce's.

At this moment, the battle situation outside also underwent a strange change.

At the edge of the battlefield, densely packed green combat armor appeared.

These products, which are completely modeled after the Human Federation armor, are far inferior in combat power, but their sheer number makes up for it.

"Are you kidding me?" Looking at so many combat armors, Runcha felt like a lackey standing there.

No matter how powerful he is, he can't defeat so many armored vehicles.

waaaagh!!

The deafening roars of the orcs echoed through the sky.

There was absolutely no time to react.

"Give us support!"

Some players were deployed to the front lines to fight the orcs.

Just as the orc legion appeared, the company commander of the original tenth core city, Duoshou, said, "Damn it, aren't these people citizens of the Empire anymore?"

"People's Union, I need your explanation!" The man with the multiple hands stood up, looking somewhat unhappy.

Annie remained expressionless: "Why should I explain to you?"

"On what grounds?"

Duo Shou angrily retorted, "Most of those riot survivors were rescued by your Human Alliance. Now that the core city has fallen, shouldn't your Human Alliance offer an explanation?"

"The Federation of Human Rights will not abandon any human being."

"What other explanation do you want?"

Anne's expression remained cold, unchanged despite Duo Shou's questioning.

"We need to get inside the defense line. We're not afraid of dying; we want to participate in the internal defense."

"No one can disobey the commander's orders until the risks are completely eliminated!" Anne would not allow anyone to defy the will of the God-Emperor in her heart.

"We are not cult members!"

"Is this something the People's Federation owes us?"

Anne sneered and said, "What do you owe me?"

"The Federation of People's Unions owes nothing to humanity."

"We didn't rescue that many people!"

Not all the rioters were rescued; some were aliens from the inner city.

The multiple hands pressed closer: "This is Outpost Ten. The riot was started because of your Human Alliance."

More and more soldiers followed the multi-handed, questioning the Human Rights Union.

"Step back, then step forward, and be treated as heretics."

At that moment, an uprising broke out on the outskirts of the inner city.

A large number of cult members launched a surprise attack on the People's Federation's defensive line.

This drew the players' attention.

"Why are there so many aliens?"

"Where did they come from?"

The general and the corporal were dumbfounded.

A steady stream of aliens poured out of the inner city.

The simultaneous attack by the greenskins and cultists draws the attention of all players.

At that moment, the multi-handed figure moved.

His subordinates who came with him also started to move.

"Go to hell!"

Several raiders attacked Anne.

"He is a heretic!"

The stationed soldiers are the main force in the confrontation.

So even though they are on guard, a sudden rebellion can still catch them off guard.

But it's too weak.

Anne swept her lightsaber across the battlefield, and within a few breaths, all the raiders had fallen.

These rebels all had their faces painted with greasepaint, which concealed their purple skin. It was only when they revealed their ferocious side that it became clear they had multiple eyes.

"Stop them!"

Those who attacked Anne were only a small group of traitors.

The traitor's target is the bio-vault.

Multiple hands rushed toward the biological chamber.

The captains were held up by the defensive line.

Just then, a steel giant descended from the sky, smashing the ground and sending the charging multi-armed squad flying.

It's Bruce.

Bruce slowly stood up. The bio-pod soothed his wounds, but it couldn't heal the cracks in his heart.

Seeing the players suddenly appear, Duo Shou shouted, "Charge!"

hum!

The chainsaw swept through the enemy ranks, wiping out all the surrounding aliens.

With more dexterity, he leaped high into the air and dodged the attack.

He could sense that Bruce was slower than him.

He can dodge Bruce's attacks.

His claws became even sharper.

"I'm much stronger than them!"

"Are you the strongest captain?"

"That's all there is to it!"

Just as he was airborne, a giant steel hand grabbed his head.

"How is that possible!"

"Are you kidding me!"

Who is he? He is the strongest assassin under the bishop.

He has even killed the emperor's angels.

Isn't he also an angel?

How could this happen?

How did he get picked empty?

Bruce picked up the blood-stained chainsaw sword, its blade gleaming a cold red light under the lamp. Tears still clung to his cheeks, but in the bloodshot of his eyes burned a destructive rage.

"heresy."

He uttered two words, his voice hoarse, yet carrying an undeniable killing intent.

He now harbors deep hatred for these bastards who disguise themselves as humans.

These bastards.

heresy.

He caused the death of his brother.

Bang!

He crushed the head of the multi-handed man.

His gaze was fixed on the battlefield, tears and rage mingling in his bloodshot eyes. Each word, laced with blood and hatred, was uttered: "You filthy bitch!"

This time, he was no longer fighting for survival.

He did it for the sake of the land, for that cry of "Live on," and for all humanity harmed by heretics, to ignite a fire of revenge that would burn everything.