Warhammer: Empire Reboot

The internal airtightness and structure of the power armor remained completely undamaged.

Jiaqi did not use a bomb gun.

In waist-deep viscous liquid, the trajectory of firearms will deviate significantly, and it is easy to trigger an explosion of volatile gases in the waste liquid.

He drew a long, high-frequency powered sword, its blade emitting a dark blue disintegration field.

Splash!

Two meters to the left of Jiaqi, the first thug suddenly emerged from the water without warning.

It opened its mouth, which was filled with serrated fangs, and lunged at Jia Qi's helmet and faceplate, its body dripping with venom.

Jiaqi's head was slightly tilted.

He casually swung the power sword in his right hand horizontally.

A pale blue light traced a perfect semicircle in the dim light, and the moment the decomposition field made contact with the thug's stratum corneum, it directly destroyed the molecular bonds.

As the blade sliced ​​through, the thug's head, along with half of his cervical vertebrae, was slashed and sent flying into the air.

The headless corpse fell back into the poisonous pool, the splashing acidic water landing on Jia Qi's shoulder armor with a hissing sound before turning into white smoke and evaporating.

Jia Qi stood quietly in the center of the poisonous pool.

The computing power of the swarm intelligence was running at high speed in the background, and Jiaqi detected extremely weak water flow disturbances beneath the surface.

At one o'clock, the two streams of water squeeze together.

At four o'clock, a current of water is rapidly approaching. At seven o'clock, three currents of water are diving downwards.

The rioters are conducting a covert encirclement from all sides, including underwater.

Jia Qi did not turn around; he gripped his power sword and waited.

Splash! Splash!

Thirteen mutated bodies burst forth from the poisonous pool at the same time! They held rusty iron pipes and sharpened bone spikes in their hands, stabbing at the white armored vehicle from different blind spots.

Jia Qi moved.

Swarm intelligence completes an extremely large number of calculations in 0.01 seconds.

It calculated the jump speed, attack angle, weapon length of each of the thirteen thugs, as well as the movement parameters of Jiaqi under the resistance of the waste liquid.

An absolutely optimal close-combat sequence was directly injected into Jiaqi's motor nerves in the form of bioelectrical signals.

Jia Qi lowered his body, his right leg kicking wildly in the venom, his body spinning counter-clockwise. His power sword slashed horizontally, severing the lumbar vertebrae of the three thugs in front of him.

Then, using the momentum of the rotation, he struck the chest cavity of a thug with his left elbow. The living metal instantly hardened, completely shattering the sternum.

The next second, the power sword flipped upwards, the tip piercing through the chin and into the brains of the two thugs behind him.

Then, Jia Qi stopped spinning, drew a cross in front of him with his sword, and dismembered the last few thugs who pounced on him.

Four seconds.

Thirteen lunging maneuvers were abruptly halted, and thirteen mutilated corpses sank into the venom, bubbling up in the air.

Jia Qi shook off the venom from his sword and continued deeper into the waste pool.

At the center of the waste liquid pool.

A low-ranking plague demon, the putrid spitter, was perched atop a massive, half-submerged, rusty reaction vessel.

It is three times the size of an average thug.

Its abdominal cavity was extremely swollen, appearing as a translucent, ghastly green.

Inside the abdominal cavity, scalding hot venom, a mixture of Negrin plague and highly concentrated acid, was constantly churning.

It can spray out a jet of acidic water with a range of up to 30 meters, which causes deep corrosion upon contact.

The demon sensed Jia Qi's approach.

Its single, cloudy eye locked onto the white armor.

It opened its mouth wide, filled with yellow pustules and mucus, and its chest contracted violently.

"vomit!"

A thick, viscous green acid stream, half a meter in diameter, shot out like a high-pressure water gun towards Jia Qi's face!

Jiaqi did not dodge laterally.

In waist-deep, viscous venom, the power armor's servo system encountered immense resistance, making it impossible to make agile lateral movements to evade in a short time.

He chose to tough it out.

Jiaqi's left arm suddenly stretched forward.

A huge shield was taken out of the armory and placed in front.

The green acid flow slammed violently against the shield.

"Sizzle!!"

The piercing sound of chemical corrosion echoed throughout the abandoned factory.

A large amount of blinding white smoke rose up, and the acid spray lasted for a full three seconds.

The shield on Jia Qi's left arm was mostly corroded.

After the exhalation ended, the demon's abdomen shrank, entering a brief period of energy replenishment.

It was at this very moment.

Jia Qi threw off his shield and leaped out of the waist-deep venom.

The servo hydraulic rods on the power armor's legs emitted an extremely overloaded scream.

Despite the immense resistance of the viscous liquid, the power armor still generated astonishing propulsion.

"boom!"

The venom was stirred up into a wave two meters high.

In 0.4 seconds, Jiaqi covered a distance of fifteen meters, its massive white body leaping directly onto the rusty reaction tank.

The demon let out a scream and tried to raise its thick arm to block.

Jiaqi's right hand suddenly shot forward.

The power sword transformed into a blue lightning bolt, its tip piercing through the demon's highly keratinized throat muscles without any resistance, cutting along the vertebrae of its neck.

puff!

The dark blue blade pierced through the demon's nape, bringing with it a foul-smelling trail of black blood.

On Jiaqi's retina, the system's kill notification popped up.

[Ding! Slayed a low-ranking Plague Demon of Nurgle. Warp Energy +8.]

Small but certain benefits.

The demon's enormous body rapidly disintegrated after losing the anchor of its soul's underlying code.

Its flesh liquefied into a pool of foul-smelling sludge within seconds, sliding down the edge of the reaction tank and merging into the toxic pool below.

With the demon's death, the remaining warp nodes in this area were severed.

Those ordinary thugs who were originally empowered by demonic psychic radiation and roaming around the poisonous pool instantly lost their supernatural life force.

Like puppets whose strings had been cut, they collapsed one after another in the venom.

The platoon leader-level suicide squad that followed up entered the poisonous pool.

They mechanically sliced ​​open the skulls of the corpses floating on the water with chainsaw swords, delivering the final blow.

Another battlefield is the bottom nest of Nest #3, at the ventilation pipe intersection node G-44.

Due to its extremely complex terrain, Nest No. 3 has a relatively low absolute density of Nurgle thugs, but it is the most difficult to clear.

This is a three-dimensional maze formed by a large number of industrial ventilation ducts, garbage dumping shafts, and maintenance mezzanines.

In this terrain, the direction of the mob's mutation changed. A small number of plague snipers were mixed in.

These mutants abandoned close-quarters combat.

Under the catalysis of subspace energy, one of their eyeballs was distorted into a multi-layered crystalline structure similar to a telescope, giving it extremely strong low-light viewing distance and heat source tracking capabilities.

They lurk in the shadows, using rusty automatic guns or old-fashioned shotguns that could explode at any moment.

With their mutated vision, they can fire with astonishing accuracy through complex pipe gaps from 200 meters away.

A commando squad of six platoon-level suicide soldiers encountered resistance when advancing to node G-44.

This is a huge underground intersection. There are seven large ventilation duct openings in different directions in front and above.

The team had just arrived at the edge of the intersection.

"boom."

A muffled gunshot rang out from deep within the pipe to the right.

A crudely made bullet, crooked and coated with highly toxic green rust, grazed the helmet of the assassin at the front.

The bullet did not penetrate the armor, but it left a sizzling, smoking green corrosion mark on the ceramic steel surface.

The assassin immediately retreated into his cover.

The six-man squad halted their advance, remaining close to the bunker wall, without peering out to observe.

Swarm intelligence took over tactical analysis in the background.

The computing power began to perform pure-level reverse derivation.

Parameter 1: The trajectory of the bullet that just grazed the helmet. Angle of incidence: 42.7 degrees. Deflection: Affected by wind speed, 0.3 degrees per meter. Parameter 2: The time difference of the sound wave echoing off the wall at the intersection. Calculated using multiple reflections. Accurate to the microsecond level. Parameter 3: The extremely faint breathing frequency of the heat source sensed by non-combatant soldiers distributed three blocks away through the wall.

The massive matrix of swarm intelligence processed this huge amount of data in 0.8 seconds.

The calculation results are obtained.

Five of the seven pipe openings ahead are lurking with plague snipers.

Precise three-dimensional coordinates were simultaneously generated on the retinas of the six assassins.

Precise to an outrageous degree—