Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 122: Beating the Thief Clan Leader

Chapter 122: Beating the Thief Clan Leader
The ugly and ferocious face of the chicken thief clan leader slowly approached:

“You really went to great lengths to assassinate me.

Unfortunately, my millions of descendants are on the way.

Not only you, but also your subordinates will die here..."

As soon as the thief chief finished speaking, explosions occurred continuously in the pipeline area outside.

It seems that one of the guards could not hold on any longer and died together with the thief.

What’s more troublesome is that there are more roars coming from outside.

Those thieves broke through the line and were heading towards the manhole.

"Go stop them, Chief, I'll handle it!"

Ron looked at the thief chief warily, gritting his teeth.

Bishop Donny and Carter looked at each other, and immediately led the guards out of the manhole and formed a line at the pipe entrance.

The narrow terrain there can better defend against the tides of thieves.

Soon, the sound of fighting was heard.

The thief clan leader revealed a hint of sarcasm:
"Look at your pitiful eyes, you really want to kill me, right?

Okay, I'll give you a chance to attack."

The cunning chieftain completely put his head in front of Ron, and a fishy smell hit him in the face.

"Little thing, cherish this opportunity..."

Then it closed its eyes and remained motionless, looking completely defenseless.

"die!"

Ron suddenly pulled out the monomolecular battle blade and stabbed it with all his strength towards the eyes of the cunning chieftain.

The moment the tip of the single-molecule battle blade approached his eyeball, the thief clan leader suddenly opened his eyes——

hum!
The psychic field spreads.

The monomolecular battle blade was stuck there and could no longer pierce forward.

The chicken thief clan leader had a ferocious look on his face:

"Fool, do you really think you can hurt a great being?"

Its huge fist struck out with a loud bang.

Ron wanted to dodge, but his hand holding the monomolecular battle blade was firmly restrained by the psychic field.

I had to hurriedly raise my left arm to block.

boom!
This punch was like a huge hammer, hitting Ron hard.

His body was like a kite with a broken string. It drew an arc in the air, then fell heavily to the ground and rolled several times before stopping.

The monomolecular battle blade in his hand also fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Ron got up and spat out a mouthful of blood foam.

He raised his hand and was about to use his spiritual power, but was restrained.

“I’ve been watching you.

Your psychic power is much weaker than mine, and I won't give you the chance to use your psychic power!"

The cunning chief sneered.

Its four arms use psychic energy to confine.

The huge amount of spiritual energy formed several invisible hands and attacked Ron.

Ron's hands and feet were restrained and he was lifted into the air, unable to move.

Bang bang bang!
His body was moved by spiritual energy and smashed everywhere, creating several large holes in the walls and the ground.

Soon, under the heavy blow, Ron seemed to have lost all ability to resist.

The cunning chief looked as if he had had enough fun, and used his psychic power to pull Ron to his front.

"You weak and ignorant human being, you can go to hell now!"

It completely restrained Ron's limbs, and the fanged tongue in its mouth suddenly contracted and gathered strength, shooting towards his head like a spear.

This extremely powerful blow is enough to smash anyone's head!
This is the favorite way of killing people.

Facing this attack, Ron suddenly sneered.

This is the moment he has been waiting for!
His clone had been parasitized by the chicken thief once before, and he had fought against the chicken thief many times, so he was very familiar with this trick.

Before the battle began, he specially asked Kohl to make armor specifically to defend against chicken thieves!

click-

A piece of alloy steel plate covered with poisonous spikes popped out from Ron's specially modified breastplate, just blocking his head.

There was a local sound.

The cunning chief's tongue hit the alloy steel plate, and the poisonous barbs on it instantly penetrated into his tongue.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Feeling severe pain, the cunning chief immediately retracted his tongue, but the barbed stinger on it tore off more flesh and blood.

hiss~
Be strong...

Ron couldn't help but mourn for the chicken thief leader. After all, the tongue with fangs is the egg-laying organ of the chicken thief, which is covered with many small and sensitive nerves, equivalent to the human penis.

Imagine JJ getting hit by a barbed stinger.
Everyone will feel numb.

Moreover, he added a lot of ingredients to the barbed stinger, including several kinds of strong poisons and super-high concentration of anesthetics.

It can quickly spread throughout the body through the thief's tongue.

The tongue of the thief chieftain, which had just been retracted, turned black and swollen. The intense pain, coupled with the effects of the poison and anesthetics, made it impossible for it to maintain its spiritual power confinement.

Ron fell to the ground.

He stood up quickly and punched the cunning chieftain, who was lying on all fours, covering his tongue and screaming in pain.

But the next second his fist got stuck and stopped in front of its face.

Imprisoned again!

Even though the cunning chieftain was injured, poisoned and anestheticed, his strength was greatly reduced.

But it is still a powerful existence!

The cunning chief held his tongue with an extremely vicious look in his eyes.

"If you dare to harm a great being, you will die in the most painful way!"

"It's already this late, why are you pretending to be a horse?"

Dazzling golden psychic lightning condensed in Ron's fist, and various parts of his forearm deformed with a click, revealing several jet tubes.

Jet Fists!
This was the inspiration he proposed in a mechanical forum. Kaul found it very interesting and made it quickly.

Bang!
The highly concentrated compressed fuel inside the gloves burned instantly, and fiery red flames emerged from several jet tubes.

This provides the gloves with an incredibly powerful thrust!

Aha!!!!!

Accompanied by a loud shout.

The psychic field shattered silently like glass.

Ron's fist, shining with golden lightning and fiery flames, broke through the psychic field and, carrying a tremendous force, hammered hard on the chin of the Chicken Thief Chief.

boom! ! !
The thief chief's jaw was broken, and his severed tongue and teeth flew out.

The whole chicken was knocked out and fell backwards to the ground with a bang.

Just as it was about to get up, it saw Ron's fist again.

"Lao Deng, take my punch!"

Ron hit the chicken thief chief with another rocket punch.

Just when he wanted to continue punching.

Nourishes—

The high-concentration compressed fuel burned out and the glove shut down.

The cunning chieftain showed a hint of joy when he saw this.

But the next second, his expression changed again.

Because it saw that the glove had deformed again.

The jet tube of the glove separated and fell, revealing the internal piston and air pump, and the high-pressure air in the air tank behind the armor was injected into the air pump.

Piston starts!

Ron held down the chicken thief chief and punched out with his fist at high speed, hammering at its head like a pile driver!

Venting out anger.

Dang Dang Dang Dang!
As an advanced creature, the Chicken Thief Chief has a strong recovery ability and must be dealt with before the effects of the poison and anesthetic wear off!
While holding down the thief chieftain with a hammer, Ron quietly mobilized the power of the little sun.

Taking advantage of its weakness, the Hive network was invaded.

Roar!
Following the roar, Rondon felt something was wrong:

"Oh no, the anesthetic has worn off!"

hum-

The psychic field activated again, sending Ron flying.

When Ron got up again, he saw the thief chief stood up, and the shadow completely enveloped him.

At this moment, the cunning chieftain's anger reached its limit.

Its jaw was twisted, its face was covered with deep wounds, and its voice was unclear:
"Damn human, die!"

A huge amount of psychic energy attacked him, and Ron subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

However, the imagined blow did not come.

boom!
The cunning chieftain was traumatized by Ron's beating.

It turned around and blew down the weak point of the manhole wall, then escaped through the gap.