Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 1600 Lunar War (110 [-])

The first thousand and 590 six chapters of the lunar war (110 two)

[Don't let the countess interrupt our conversation, dear Victor. 】

[Her ambition cannot be ignored. 】

[She is trying to regain her luxurious life, which is human nature.She is more than just a beautiful canary. 】The emperor on the throne changed his sitting posture, but the holy sword in the scabbard still served as his walking stick.The phantom of the regent Victor von Doom stands right next to the throne, but Countess Katharina Karkov, who had descended the steps a few minutes earlier, was ignoring it.The regent is still entertaining guests in the banquet hall at this moment, and those diplomats have no idea that he is communicating with the emperor at this moment, and these secrets are secrets that they will never hear in this lifetime. [I would like to invite you to pay attention to the progress of the sealing of Attilan's portal. Constantine, Malcolm, and Aparicia are on their way to the portal.I have weakened the power behind the curtain, but the potential danger is still not ruled out. 】

[I believe that your guards and genetically modified soldiers can complete the task.Do other warriors besides Constantine think this is the result of some kind of alien psionic sorcery? 】

【Yes. 】

[We cannot let them know the truth behind the curtain. The mere arrival of alien aliens has caused many human beings to feel hopeless, and even aroused the worship of alien aliens. We cannot let them see where the real danger comes from, otherwise we will Everything in the battle will be completely destroyed.I hope you have already arranged a brainwashing process for the genetically modified fighters who went deep into the portal of the Star Fort Attilan. Your Majesty, I know that the loyalty of the genetically modified fighters is impeccable. His cruelty is kindness to them. 】

The emperor did not speak, nor did he look at the apparition of the regent Victor von Doom, whose silence caused the regent to mention another matter. [NASA installed the Dark Elf's battleship jump engine on a spaceship.It was a huge black box of technology, and NASA couldn't understand the principles of it, which would inevitably lead to danger] The regent mentioned another thing, [For those people, killing is a kind of kindness.Don't let danger creep over the planet, we've got enough trouble. 】

"Dirty Alien Witchcraft!"

Apparisha impatiently grabbed the shredded flesh that was clinging to the armor and wriggling upwards, and threw it aside.

Thanks to the engineered roads designed to transport heavy and sophisticated equipment when the Star Fort was built, the armored convoy was able to drive unimpeded to its destination after clearing out the fragile buildings that had been added by local residents for thousands of years.However, the deeper they went into the core of the star castle, the weirder the creatures they encountered, and some of them could not even be called complete life—armored vehicles equipped with flamethrowers and melta launchers shot towards those half-bodied bodies growing from the flesh-and-blood walls. The extended disgusting creatures attacked, because these things growing from the walls were hindering the progress of the convoy—but those seemingly unconscious creatures responded extremely violently, and some even broke away from the wall attachments and crawled towards the armored convoy. Ignoring the pain of their flame-burned flesh, they attempted to attack convoys and genetically modified warriors with their dirty, deformed claws.

The radio equipment of the armored vehicle constantly receives signal feedback from unknown sources, and even the on-board broadcasts of the armored vehicle and the main battle tank are also affected. It seems that there is an invisible ghost floating on the radio channel. No matter how the encryption measures are changed, the harsh noise.After emergency treatment, the Martian technicians separated an extremely terrifying cry from the interfering noises. It seemed to be the panicked panting of some intellectual life in the dark and gloomy valley, and an indescribable unknown threat was in the nearby dark dense forest. growl,
But this can't affect the minds of the soldiers at all.

Right at the head of the convoy, they could still see the Emperor's light dispelling the darkness.

Many mortal soldiers firmly believe that they are fighting a righteous and glorious battle. This is also the human supremacy that the emperor has always instilled in them. Only by cleaning up the alien alien race that threatens the human race can mankind achieve peaceful development. Valuable opportunity.Aparicia arranged the mortal soldiers at the back of the convoy, allowing the mortals to undertake relatively easy tasks.This is not because he thinks highly of himself, thinking that only genetically modified fighters can complete the tasks given by the emperor, but because he, as the head of the first battle group, knows that the alien witchcraft in Star Fort Attilan is very dangerous.

The lives of those mortal soldiers are not worth mentioning to him, but he cannot allow the leakage of secrets to cause mortal soldiers to go crazy and disrupt the deployment, not to mention that the logistical fuel and ammunition supplies do need to be guarded. If there is no logistical supply, This armored convoy is likely to stop on the road due to lack of fuel and other reasons.For the order and stability of military operations, the genetically modified fighters had to take on more work, cleaning up those huge pieces of movable flesh and completely deformed alien creatures in front of the long convoy—the ones who broke free from the wall of flesh were not only those The humanoid creature with half of its body left, and some kind of fat humanoid creature, the obnoxiously fat belly swells and sags, the skin as thin as a cicada's wing is stretched out with incomparable tenacity, revealing the thick blood vessels and fat chest The internal organs, the head that has completely lost its human appearance are deeply sunken in the fat accumulated on the shoulders and neck, and the vicious small eyes that have lost their function are covered with a layer of white mist.

Such monsters often come out from maintenance passages or ventilation ducts already filled with flesh and blood when the armored convoy sprays flames on the Wall of Flesh. They slid off their oily skin, and even the fast-spinning single-molecule high-temperature blades of the chainsaw swords sometimes slipped on their skin.Compared with those skinny humanoid monsters with only half of their body left, this fat monster seems to have more differences.What Aparicia refers to is definitely not the feeling of chopping with the execution battle axe, but the distortion produced by this fat monster seems to have more witchcraft involved—that relatively thin monster has been temporarily killed by the Janissaries. Name it a ghoul.Aparicia also asked Constantine, if the thin guy is called a ghoul, what should the big guy call it? This remark caused the other guards to keep rolling their eyes——Aparicia saw Constantine Ding stabbed out the spear skillfully, and the huge blade was as dexterous as a needle, and ripped open the belly of a fat monster.The huge viscera growing with maggots fell to the ground, and the maggots quickly evolved into flies.Aparicia waved her shield without showing any weakness, and smashed a fat humanoid creature much taller than herself into the wall of burning flesh.

The tongue with bony fangs at the end pierced out from under the monster's neck-deep fat head, bypassed the shield from above, and slapped Aparisia's shield-holding arm fiercely.The whip that exceeded the speed of sound just now was enough to amputate an ordinary person by the waist. Even Aparicia felt a dull pain in her arms and shoulders. Her arm was almost torn off, and a few tooth marks were left on the solid armor that had experienced many battles. .Angry at his negligence, he swung the battle ax diagonally from bottom to top, cut off the knee wrapped in muscle and gray fat, and then swung the next ax towards the body of the creature that lost its balance and fell heavily on the ground, deeply The giant long tongue that protruded again split open from the head that was sunk into the body, and a fist-sized powdery white fat block that might be the brain flowed out mixed with pale yellow fat.

The originally huge, grease-covered humanoid body turned into dust in just a few seconds. Although it was a variant of that fat monster, it had the same result after death.Judging by the naked eye, the proportion of ashes left by this humanoid creature seems to be much larger than the "alien witchcraft servants and mutants" encountered on the upper deck. However, even if this humanoid creature dies, The extreme stench that remained in the air still penetrated the helmet and attacked the nerves of the genetically modified warrior.

"Burn these things."

Aparicia looked at the wall of flesh and blood that had just spit out a giant fat monster in disgust. The shape of the monster's passage had not yet closed, and the drop-shaped flesh petals formed by two curved arcs were like a female external genitalia that had just finished childbirth. Amniotic fluid is flowing, waiting to give birth to the next monster, as if these flesh and blood constitute a real biological matrix, and they are walking in its body.Aparicia threw a plasma grenade into that passage, and after waiting for the explosion and flash to come, the wall of withered flesh and blood was slapped on the ground by the rapidly expanding gas.Other GM fighters were doing their duty, whether their opponents were so-called ghouls or those fat monsters, and Aparicia even saw one GM fighter insert a melta shooter into the birth canal of the Wall of Flesh When the trigger was pulled, the high temperature caused these flesh and blood to shrink violently as if they were living things. The biological grease sizzled, and the scorched exhaust fan of the ventilation duct was spit out, billowing gray smoke.

"Konstantin!" he yelled over the comm channel, "I don't want you falling in front of the convoy."

Faster than the flamethrower and the Praetorian Guard, it was the object to be escorted in the center of the Praetorian Guard squad formation.

That was not the emperor, but a woman who was even smaller than the imperial guards and genetically modified soldiers. Her long white hair was scattered on the black power armor, and her eyes were filled with golden flames. Every road she walked , even the inactive charred flesh would turn into dust in an instant, revealing the decks and equipment that had been covered with filthy flesh and body fluids thousands of years ago.Catherine walks in the four-dimensional material universe in the name of the emperor, and uses the power of the emperor to expel the terror force spreading from behind the curtain. This is the weapon left by the emperor before returning to Earth for more important tasks.

Some steady but unintelligible tune sang merrily from Catherine's throat.No one knows what this song is called, because it comes from the praise of humans to the emperor ten thousand years later, and now this song is just a by-product of the spare time in the Sisterhood monastery, and the tune has not even been determined.

Every step she took was steady and perfect. .

The Praetorians cut into pieces the monsters born by the Flesh Wall in front of her, and not even the stinky blood splashed could fall to her feet. Even Catherine herself held a long sword and a bolter, because the forbidden The guards cooperated perfectly but did not give her a chance to make a move. They protected her just like defending the emperor.But there are some things that the Praetorian Guards cannot completely solve with their swift blades and thermonuclear bomb warheads.Like the imperial guards, she exuded the power of the emperor, but it was purer because she was completely composed of energy——she stretched out her hand and lightly touched the flesh-and-flesh deck gate at the core of Star Fort Atilan. Control the screen, the next moment the gate that should be operated by the technician slowly opened with an unpleasant creaking sound, revealing the more tragic and terrifying flesh and blood behind the door, as if the machinery of this star castle surrendered to her—— The thick and foul-smelling mist almost blocked the channel, and only the flame heat could dissipate it slightly, but when Catherine touched it, the mist immediately changed into heavy water droplets and fell on the deck. The water flowed down the steel channel, and the air gradually became fresh. , large pieces of flesh and blood dissolved, as if the world was raining endlessly, trying to wash away the filth that had accumulated for thousands of years.

[Aparicia is very talented, you know his role from the moment you meet him. 】

[He will be my champion, he has potential and will not be bound by moral shackles. 】The emperor sat on the throne and talked with the phantom of the regent Victor von Doom. Under the watchful eyes of Amon, he raised his wine glass and explained his theory to the regent. [If two worlds are about to collide and the only solution is to destroy the other world, then Apatricia will not hesitate to pull the trigger to give the human race a chance for survival.It's something ordinary people can't do, dear Victor, who will help us build that bomb that will blow up another world, but won't pull the trigger for fear of moral debt and infamy—whether Steve Rogers or Tony Stark, neither of them has the inner strength of Apatricia.Maybe Natasha Romanoff has such a strong heart, but I'm not sure if she's the same now as she was in the past - they can give up the lives of other innocent people for their own peace of mind, but don't know that survival is for living things It is the greatest justice. They want to be heroes with clean hands, so they avoid the last moment. 】

[Are you sure it's not because Aparicia is essentially a thug? 】

[He's an obedient thug, and that's enough for me.If people like Steve Rogers or Tony Stark knew about the threat we faced, they wouldn't allow others to solve the problem if they couldn't solve it, because it would be too much for ordinary people. Cruel, too heavy.We have chosen this path, dear Victor, and we bear a far heavier future than anyone else. 】

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)