God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"What—"

Marek couldn't hear their howls, his teeth were itchy, his gums were sore, and his soft eyes trembled slightly, seemingly The aggressive voice stopped abruptly around him.

He couldn't hear some things, but he could feel a touch that he didn't expect.

He blinked, swept away the tingling pain in his tearful eyes, and finally raised his head.

He saw the thing squatting on the top of the wall tearing the weak psychological line of defense to pieces.

This thing is wearing armor that is randomly welded from metal plates, with blood-like colors on it, and full of erect spikes. The Battle Armor is carved with the mark of the smiling face of the god Xenos of World War I, and behind it is a Funny rocket, red eyes under the double-horned helmet are looking down at him.

It was covered with blood. From head to toe, the three heads were wrapped around its shoulder armor by their hair, and their torn neck was still dripping blood.

Even though he was so far away, he could distinguish this damn green skin.

Old Ma Rick tried to stand up straight. His failing heart lost all its rhythm and only sent pain instead of blood to the whole body.

Strangely, his hearing seems to have recovered somewhat.

"Xia Mi."

The squatting creature spoke in a low, harsh voice.

"It will be more fun if you are afraid of me, but you are not, are you? How strange."

Even though the pain is unbearable, Old Ma Rick still holds up His laser gun.

The next second, the rocket behind the thing fell off, and it jumped down, reaching out and taking the gun away from his hand, like snatching a toy from a child.

After that, the huge wild beast smashed the barrel with a punch and threw it aside without even looking at it.

"Take this as your luck--"

Green Skin reached out and pulled the old man's hair.

"You will have a special way to die in the jumping pit."

Old Ma Rick coughed up a stuck and meaningless syllable. He was dying The marginal body is out of control, and there is nothing to feel at the end of incontinence.

"The Bonebreaker is here."

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Rosabeth Eaton’s mother is in the basement most of the time Cultivating seedlings, her father is a teacher who teaches children in this district to read, write and pray. Since they ran to the street and told her to wait in this single room called home, she hadn’t watched it for a while. It's them.

Outside, she could hear everyone running and crying.

The city’s alarm was noisy and weeping, but there was no warning of a storm before. Usually, before the alarm went off, her parents would always let her pack a few days in advance to prepare to go to the shelter.

They shouldn't just throw her here, they shouldn't just run away with all the others and throw her here alone.

The roar is from far to near, and her heartbeat speeds up every minute.

Then there was the sound of footsteps. Something blocked the glimmer of her window. She pulled the blanket up slightly-she actually hated the blanket, and the fleas on it gave her itchy swelling.

But it was too cold without it, and now she needs it to hide.

waaaagh——

A voice appeared in the room. A low roar burst open, as if a machine soul was given life.

In the girl’s trembling, the door was suddenly broken--

"Damn it!"

Noah Gard looked while holding his pistol When he reached one of them, he thought at first that there was no one on the street, but he was wrong.

He glanced at the wild beast, nearly taller than the ordinary person, dressed in armor that looked like a garbage dump, a blood-stained meat saw and an exaggerated-caliber pistol held by it. On both shoulders hung a human head that was peeled and still bleeding, dripping liquid stuck to the armor, and three other corpses dragged in the sand behind them and hung on the iron on the body of the walking wild beast. The chain plunged into their backbone.

Every corpse seems to have suffered tremendous torture. It is out of shape, sand and dust cover them like a fake skin, and the ashes dye the exposed muscles black.

Noah Gard raised his pistol at the bravest moment of his life.

next moment, the thing turned around, accompanied by a loud thunder and lightning burst.

Something hit Noah Gard's abdomen like a truck. He couldn't even scream. The air in his lungs was squeezed out. He didn't even have time to fall down before the abdomen exploded.

In just an instant, he burst to pieces.

It didn’t hurt at all. He saw the Glittering Group of Stars, the building vibrated, and he fell into darkness when his chest fell. The light of life in his eyes disappeared when his head fell and shattered, and his internal organs Scattered all over the place.

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"Asshole!"

Safia Casanova waved her to the closed door fist.

"Let's go in."

The lower room of their refuge in this block, a cheap bar at a three-way intersection.

She never drinks there. The only time she has been here for more than five minutes in many years is because of the sandstorm four years ago. At that time, most of the area was ravaged by sandstorms for more than three weeks and their homes were ruined. .

She stood with others outside the closed door, locked outside their emergency shelter.

"They locked it too early."

The voices came and went one after another.

"This is not a storm."

"Have you seen a fire?"

"Why are they closing the gate?"

"Let them go!"

Safia's fingers ran across the crack of the door, but she did not find any weakness, except for the body squeezing from behind, she had nothing to do.

If they keep pouring into the basement, she will soon be crushed on this piece of scrap iron.

"They won't open the door anymore."

"It's already full."

The last remark made her shake her head. How could it be full? This bunker can hold 400 people, but there are only more than 60 people with her outside.

"Don't fucking squeeze!"

The others yelled.

"We can't open it again."

Safia just grumbled when someone squeezed her behind, her face pressed against the cold iron door, now He couldn't even wave his arms to clear a gap for himself.

"Wait—"

next moment, the faint sadness when the door opened is the most beautiful voice she has ever heard. The people around us cried with joy and finally took a step back .

A pair of sweaty hands pushed the crack of the door, trying to open it when the hinge of the door was extremely lack of lubricating oil.

"Benevolent Divine Sovereign..."

As the first group of people, Shafia whispered to the scene inside—the bodies were piled on the floor. Each one is indistinguishable from each other.

The blood pooled into a gulf of sticky and filthy creeks pouring out from between the legs of Shafia and the people behind him. Those who could not see had already begun to push the front row, eagerly Want to get the solace of hypocrisy.

Safia looked at the limbs spread out everywhere, her blood-spattered fingers slowly moved across the ground in a pool of blood, her torso stacked on top of their torso, scattered around where they died, or gathered in a pile , The wall was mottled by rough blood mist.

"Wait—"

The scene was so chaotic that she couldn't even hear her voice, and the crowding behind never stopped.

"Wait..."

She was pushed down by the pressure from behind and fell into the room. When she fell over the threshold, she heard the sound of the chain saw starting.

In an instant, blood splashed, a group of sturdy wild beasts emerged from the hiding place. Behind them, one after another machine in the form of a drill bit was burrowing out of the concrete floor.

"waaaaaaaaagh!"

When the headed wild beast spoke, droplets splashed, but no one knew what it was going to say--

The Battle of the Ash Plains After the 3rd day, the Bonecrushers concentrated their forces and continued to advance north, ran over the defense line, and finally entered Furnas Nest.

The defense chief of the nest capital collapsed under tremendous pressure, and he chose to surrender without firing a single shot. The green-skinned troops entered the nest capital that afternoon and began unscrupulous massacre. There were more than 2 billion people in the nest. Was slaughtered within 12 hours.

Most people die from hacks and slashes, wild beast bites, and various death games. Until they get tired of them, in order to improve efficiency, they find several big pits and push tens of thousands of residents. Into it, then burned or buried alive.

Some residents also escaped from the nest capital, but they were not favored by the God Emperor. The hundreds of kilometers-long refugee team was surrounded by green-skinned motorcycle troops in the desert and was forced to return to the nest capital. Become a slave in the factory of death.

So far, the fighting on the ground in Armageddon has deteriorated to the point where the local garrison is completely unable to resolve it. Two hours after the outbreak of the Invernas massacre, the local Star Whispering Hall has been out for the first time since the first Armageddon war. Issue red warning signal——