Chapter 50 50, lymphatics

The chain sword in Dukel's hand kept swinging, and countless Nurgle demons got into the defense line. Before they could see the situation clearly, they were instantly hacked to death without stopping at all.

The surface of the chainsword, burning with inner fire, was not even stained with blood, and only the brilliant fire remained every time it was swung.

For a time, blood flowed like a river.

Kane's expression went from worried and incomprehensible at the beginning to gradually slowing down.

But as the powerful demons of Nurgle's demonic army also moved closer to the defense line, the political commissar's heart grew again.

"Your Highness, be careful, Nurgle's Plague Apostles are coming!" Kane shouted, becoming worried again.

Plague Apostles are the backbone of Nurgle's demon army. In the eyes of a loving father, the longer a warrior can endure Nurgle's rotten disease, the more qualified he is to become a demon. And the souls of these most determined and brave warriors were cast into plague apostles.

Their appearance in the demon army itself proves that even the most determined, strongest, and most capable warriors cannot resist the erosion of Nurgle.

They are the centers of spreading diseases, carrying germs carefully prepared by the plague lords. Even the most powerful warriors will be infected and corrupted by them if they are not careful.

"boom!–"

Dukel's power glove killed a Plague Apostle who couldn't avoid it with one punch. He turned to look at Kane, "What did you just say?"

He really didn't hear clearly. After all, the battlefield was too noisy and the enemy's wailing was too sweet.

Kane: "."

It's okay, you continue.

The Plague Apostles and even the Plague Lords in Nurgle's demon army are the best among the best on the battlefield.

Even the concentrated fire of an entire company of Space Marines would be difficult to destroy.

And the battle formation composed of these elites can easily hold the original body back for a period of time.

After all, if they fled in all directions, it would be difficult for Duker to kill them all at once.

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but

This is inside the mountain defense line.

Even if the expeditionary legion used a large number of servitors and heavy machinery when digging the defense line, they could not break through the limitations of the mountain space itself and make its interior as empty as the outer defense line.

For Dukel, and even a huge demon, the space here is even a little narrow, and there is no room for pulling at all.

In such a small environment, I encountered a body that was invincible in the physical universe.

In this kind of terrain, even if the four gods come in person, it is like beating a dog with a closed door.

"No wonder the think tank placed His Royal Highness Dukel in this position. He may have already made tactical arrangements!"

"The arrangements of the Expeditionary Legion's think tank are indeed meticulous, and even this situation can be expected."

Kane stood not far away, watching a powerful demon who could cause huge casualties on the battlefield, but now he was slaughtered one by one like a lamb to be slaughtered.

After calm analysis, he secretly lamented the role of mature think tanks in the war.

At this time, the think tanks on board the Soul Fire in the outer orbit were in dire straits, spinning around like headless ants.

As the demon army poured into the last line of defense, the communication between the battlefield and the think tank was completely cut off. "What happened inside the mountain defense line? His Highness Duker will not be in danger, right?"

"We must contact Efilar in the Steel Fortress as soon as possible, let her take care of the wounded, and go to the mountain defense line to support immediately!"

The thoughts of the think tank are unpredictable to the imperial soldiers at this moment.

But as they watched Dukel wield his chainsword and slaughter the demons, their hearts grew hot.

I have to say that although the original body's "super power theory" sounds like nonsense, it seems to be really passionate!

The chain saw buzzed and blood splattered!

The undying will to fight infects every Imperial soldier. On the battlefield, Dukel is born with an aura that he would give to anyone else.

Take the lead, not afraid of strong enemies, and have high morale!

This kind of momentum is enough to make the most timid soldier take up arms and charge at the most ferocious demon with red eyes! .

Outside the mountain defense line, the fat face of the Great Unclean One Lymphos showed a look of confusion visible to the naked eye.

"What's going on? It's been so long, why hasn't there been any feedback from within the mountain defense line?"

From his perspective, all the demons that got into the mountain's defense line disappeared, as if they were not attacking the defense line, but jumping into the bottomless abyss.

How long has it been? !

Even if tens of thousands of dogs are thrown in, there won't be any sound at all, right?

"Lord Lymphus, we have discovered the location of the original body, but" a plague lord paused and continued, "but after they entered the gap, they seemed to have suffered an extremely terrible attack at the same time, and no signal was even transmitted. If it comes out, it will be destroyed."

"We suspect that the puppet emperor's lackeys have laid extremely terrifying traps within the defense lines."

The Plague Lord was also a little confused at the moment.

They have also worked hard. The two gaps in the mountain defense line are now controlled by the Nurgle demon army, and neither one has fallen into the hands of the empire.

This war has been going smoothly, but why can't we rush in?

According to their understanding of the Primarch, even if there were Primarch and an entire Astartes Legion within the mountain defense line, no feedback would be conveyed.

In the Plague Lord's perception, the entire mountain defense line was shrouded in an invisible force field, and it was impossible to detect the information contained in the psychic-like spells.

All the demons that entered disappeared completely, as if they had never existed. In a trance, the demon lord even felt that what lay before him was not a huge mountain defense line, but a two-headed dragon with its mouth wide open, greedily sucking the Nurgle Legion.

"Please give us a little more time." The Plague Lord, who was in charge of commanding the Nurgle Legion, gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely be able to capture this defense line!"

He did not believe that the traps in the mountain were endless.

There was an absolute gap between the number of Nurgle demons and the Imperial Expeditionary Force. Even if he stepped on it hard, he had the confidence to completely flatten the trap.

"No need!" However, Lymbath held up his fat belly and walked towards the mountain defense line.

"They are coming and there is no time for you. I will come myself!"

Lymbath could not wait any longer. If he delayed any further, it might destroy the plans of the gods. If he displeased the gods, he would pay an unbearable price.

"Children, open the way for me!" Lymbas ordered the Nurgle demon army, and then turned to look at the Plague Lord, "You lead the Ji people army to hold back other imperial war groups."

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Inside the mountain defense line.

Dukel waved the chain sword and suddenly found that the number of demons pouring in along the gap was rapidly decreasing.

Until no more demons came in.

Just as Dukel was about to chase, he saw a fat and bloated meat mountain walking towards the gap in the defense line.

The meat mountain was surrounded by a dense poison barrier. In the dense miasma, a group of rotten walking corpses were looming – it was Lymbas the Great Unclean One!

Unlike other demons, the Great Unclean One's sight seemed to be able to penetrate the force field and state religion runes in the defense line and see the situation inside clearly. "It turned out to be His Highness the Second Primarch. No wonder the children couldn't enter the defense line." Unlike his bloated and rotten appearance, Linbas' voice was turbid, but it was somewhat polite. "His Highness the Second Primarch, it's been a long time since we last met. Well, it's been about ten thousand years. I wonder how you have been recently?" With the arrival of the Great Demon, the arrogance of the Nurgle army became more and more crazy. They were wrapped in thick poisonous fog, like a huge poisonous cloud oppressing the mountains. "Nurgle Great Demon!" Kane widened his eyes. "The Nurgle Great Demon that only exists in legends can corrupt the whole world by itself!" Kane's heart was in a panic again. He had a hunch that if he could survive again today, then his future resume would add another legendary color. At this moment, Dukel also walked to the gap in the mountain defense line with a chainsaw sword, looking down at the Nurgle army gathered at the foot of the mountain, until he set his eyes on the conspicuous Great Unclean One. His silence made his face even colder.

The Primarch carefully observed Lymbus standing in the demon army, and after a long while, he spoke,

"Have you seen me?"

"Who the hell are you?"

In the memory of the second Primarch, he had fought wars with many Great Unclean Ones of Nurgle, but these Nurgle demons all looked disgusting and had no recognition at all.

As a result, even if he carefully searched his memory, he could not remember who was standing in front of him.