Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 511 499. Ark of Evil Omen ([-])

The two puppets moved forward in this unclean meat processing factory. They saw their partners, the cultists disguised as factory workers.

When the 12 cultists saw the two puppets approaching them, their leader immediately stepped forward to pay respect.one of the puppets

Look at the other person and say calmly
"Is everything ready?"

After hearing what the other party said, the cultist in dark red robes showed a smile, all the sharp teeth in his mouth were revealed, and he stared at the other party with a pair of golden-red eyes and complained.

"It's all done. The workers in those factories have no vigilance at all and have prepared 88 sacrifices. And the people here are simply unreasonable. Almost none of them believe in the ideas of the great Blood God. These guys are A bunch of bastards who have been in their comfort zone for too long and have lost their blood."

"Just like what you developed in those Kalai territories?"

"Yes, there is too much order there. There is no blood, no massacre, and no cruel oppression by so-called corrupt officials. It is difficult for the reputation of the power of chaos to penetrate into the minds of those who already believe in false gods."

Speaking of this, the fearful cultist swallowed his saliva and showed a cruel smile.

"But no matter what those cowardly people want, soon, the power of subspace will appear. Their insignificant personal will will be taken away, and everyone will surrender under the majesty of the power of chaos!"

Looking at the speech of the crazy cultist in front of him, the magic puppet in front of him did not show any expression, but calmly recounted a fact.

"Anyway, start your sacrifice. The Ark of Omen will appear in the physical universe soon, and you must cooperate with his actions."

"It's natural."

The leader of the cultists waved his hand, and his men brought 88 sacrifices from behind, the original workers of the factory.

All of these poor workers were drugged into a daze without any resistance or reaction. Only when they were killed did the pain and fear flood their brains again. .As a sacrifice to the God of War, it is actually more unacceptable to use drugs to intoxicate. What is even more unacceptable is that this group of cultists actually came from a sect that believes in the Prince of Joy. Come on drugged.

But no matter what, at least there is blood, and the Blood God should be happy.

A dozen cultists placed the walking dead workers in various corners like moving goods, ready to wave the blades in their hands at any time.

The two puppets silently watched their actions, waiting for the appearance of the Khorne Legion.

The leader of the cultists walked to the high platform in the middle. He cleared his throat and took out the Chaos Evil Book made of human skin paper from his waist, and prepared to start reciting the blasphemous prayer.

But before his throat could start to utter a word, a white dagger directly pierced his throat, from the back of his neck to the front of his neck.

"Ah... ah ah..." The cult leader wanted to look back in shock, and wanted to say something, but his throat had already been pierced, and blood was constantly flowing out, and he could only watch with his own eyes. His uncontrollable body fell forward feebly. At the last moment, he didn't even see who killed him.

The cultists next to them were all shocked when they saw the sudden scene, because their leader was killed by an alien.Ivor saw that they were about to start their own action, and immediately rushed forward to kill Mengka.

The remaining cultists were frightened by each other's behavior, but these guys still reacted and looked at the woman in front of them and screamed:

"Kill her!!"

The cultists immediately pulled out weapons from their dirty cloaks and prepared to shoot at Everene, but the moment they took out the weapons, the elegant banshee had already quickly Arriving in front of them, waving the iron fan in his left hand gracefully chopped off two heads again.

As one of the most outstanding gladiators in the Coliseum of Comoros, Efreni's fighting skills are very powerful.In her eyes, the speed of these humans is simply not comparable to the beasts and other powerful opponents in the arena. Killing such opponents makes her feel no joy, only irritability and the end soon.

The Chaos cultists looked at the woman in front of them, killing them like livestock, and the fear in their hearts continued to increase.

Cultists are just a bunch of mobs. Except for the most elite people, the morale of most cultists is not even as high as that of the Planetary Defense Force. Without their master, these guys who bully the weak and fear the strong are completely like gangsters.

Soon, the last two cultists looked at their companions lying around, screamed and wanted to leave, but when they ran back, the two puppets who had not made a move did so at this time.It's just that the targets of their actions were those two deserters, and their hands suddenly turned into liquefied metal, tearing the cultists in front of them to pieces.

The elegant banshee looked at the incredible behavior of these puppets in front of her and said with a smile.

"What's wrong? Because two little toys felt defeated, they couldn't help but vent their anger by killing their own people? This is really sad and ridiculous."

The two puppets looked at each other and ignored each other. Instead, they raised their hands uniformly, and then the blood of the two cultists gathered on their hands and adhered to their bodies.A sword forged in my blood appeared in their hands. The sword shone with the light of evil witchcraft. As long as it was touched, it would immediately bleed, and the whole body would feel as if it had been torn apart.

"Turn on the annihilation mode."

The two puppets calmly and calmly followed the instructions in their minds, and rushed towards Ifreni in front of them at a speed far beyond human reaction.The duelists in the arena did not dodge, and used their iron fans and swords to catch the attacks of the two. It was obvious that Ada was not as thin as she looked. Although Efreni felt a little strenuous, she still Stopped the two men's attack.

"Yes you can."

Ada smiled excitedly and said that Everene finally felt that this task was a little interesting.She forced the two puppets to take a few steps back, rearranged their formation, and began to take it seriously.The gladiator planned to have a good time playing with these two puppets.

The two puppets quickly rushed forward after taking a few steps back, and once again engaged in a melee with Ada in front of them.

In this processing plant, three top killers began an elegant kiss of death (the last event in the Commorragh Arena, usually the battle between the Arena Master and the final challenger).

(End of this chapter)