Chapter 604 I Don't Want to Fight Anymore
At Lin Fan's urging, Celeste also closed her eyes. She knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly, using the power of faith to point the way. Roca and other bishops of the state religion and hymn nuns were behind Celeste. They sang hymns in chorus, singing the hymns praising the emperor and mankind.
Such singing made the Nurgle demons feel uncomfortable and strengthened the faith of the human warriors on the battlefield. Celeste's spirit explored the Nurgle fruit. There was only thick stinking smoke and yellow-green sticky phlegm that delayed her body.
Looking up, it was all decay and withering.
Looking down, it was all despair and stagnation.
For Celeste, everything here was so filthy and sinful that it was extremely difficult to distinguish what was the core of this fruit. Facing the embodiment of the father's indiscriminate love, Celeste's forehead was covered with large beads of sweat.
The fire blockade maintained by the imperial army also began to show some signs of loosening. Several snails wearing heavy bone armor broke through to the periphery of the position. They could hold out for a long time under the attack of promethium flames and plasma groups.
Light firepower like explosive bombs could not even make a scratch on the snail's armor, and a catastrophe rocket could only barely stop the snail's movement. These snails were full of resentment, and the undead power of Nurgle was supporting them to move forward.
At this time, it was no longer necessary to attack the weaknesses. As long as these snails did not withstand heavy firepower seventy-seven times, they would continue to live until all humans were put into their stomachs as guests, and their obsession in their hearts would not be relieved.
But Lin Fan didn't care about your seventy-seven undead power. He smashed the shell of a snail rushing towards Celes with a punch, and then pulled the snail's two flashing parasitic tentacles into two halves.
"That's why I like to fight Khorne's demons." Lin Fan looked at the millions of maggots densely packed in the snail, and was disgusted. Among the demon armies of the four gods, the demons of Slaanesh are too flexible, the demons of Tzeentch don't fight you head-on, and the demons of Nurgle are so persistent and disgusting.
Only the demons under the old man Khorne are easy to fight. They are martial arts-minded, handsome, and will never burst out of these strange things from their corpses after death.
Fortunately, Lin Fan didn't have to waste time stepping on the living maggots as thick as the fingers of the Space Marines one by one. Fulgrim and the Emperor's Children had already prepared their weapons. Their unique noise weapons were not used, but heavy flamethrowers were used to clean the battlefield. They were taciturn and never made any extra sounds.
Lin Fan was enveloped by flames, but he didn't care. A rotten intestine worm bred on the battlefield. This twisted monster made of the rotten flesh of Nurgle demons opened its mouth and sucked a lot of firepower into it.
"Boy! You have to get rid of that thing! Otherwise, I can only launch a lightweight nuclear bomb at this distance!" Perturabo shouted. He was not only responsible for the command of the battlefield, but also fired at full power. Chagatai Khan's guerrilla talent was useless in this fruit. He could only hold a sword and a gun and attack the demons who rushed into the position mercilessly.
"Okay!" Lin Fan looked back at Fugen, nodded to him, asked him to take care of Celes and the others, and then rushed into the Nurgle demons like a bull.
When he ran, his shoulders were in front, like a rugby player in assault mode. One by one, the fat and bloated Nurgle demons were knocked away by Lin Fan, but they still didn't die. The fragmented flesh looked at Lin Fan's back as he went away, and many questions arose in their hearts.
In the tactical map that Perturabo could observe, the Nurgle demons were like a large piece of snot stuck on the screen. But Lin Fan's joining made a thin line drawn on this sticky snot. The endless demon march finally stopped for a few seconds because of Lin Fan's joining. These few seconds were enough for the Space Marines to readjust their firepower and better respond to changes on the battlefield.
Rushing to the vicinity of the rotten intestine worm, Lin Fan was covered with an indescribable layer of disgusting mucus, which was bubbling hotly on his body, and from time to time, a few movable eyeballs turned out.
Wiping his face with his palms and throwing out the mucus fiercely, Lin Fan frowned in pain. Although he had already drunk the old soup of Nurgle, if these things accidentally entered his mouth, he would still feel nauseous.
"This damn Nurgle. I really don't want to fight Nurgle after this battle." Looking at the rotten intestine worm in front of him, Lin Fan cursed secretly. The intestine worm also discovered Lin Fan's existence, and its body, like a knot of intestines, stretched out many mouths and spit out long and large tapeworms at Lin Fan.
"Ugh. Stop. Stop disgusting me, please." Lin Fan, who wanted to cry but had no tears, also resisted the urge to vomit. He tore the tapeworms that rushed towards him into pieces and smashed the staggering demon's head into his chest.
Perturabo sighed as he watched Lin Fan being surrounded by Nurgle demons. Although Lin Fan's individual strength was unparalleled and incredible, it was a bit difficult to encounter such an endless life and death, huge number of enemies.
It's not that he did a bad job, but compared with the speed of breeding, Lin Fan was still too slow. Lin Fan could easily kill everyone in a nest city, but a perfect macro-cannon salvo could do the same, and even do better. The huge and heavy shells could smash through the geological structure of the continent and trigger a devastating global earthquake.
Can Lin Fan cause an earthquake? Perturabo couldn't say. How long would it take for a mortal-sized guy like him to dig out a huge hole of that scale? This was not easy to calculate.
"Launch a lightweight nuclear bomb, and the battle sisters prepare to create a fire screen." Perturabo reminded him, and he raised his arms horizontally and put them together. He distributed the materials of this nuclear bomb in the interlayer of his two arms, and he would only try to assemble it when it was safe.
The last time he used the nuclear bomb in the armor was to fight Mortarion after he was upgraded to a demon. According to subsequent data feedback, the effect was excellent.
The nuclear bomb only has a delayed detonation device, and the propulsion system does not have it. It is just that the system creates a streamlined and smooth appearance. Perturabo held the nuclear bomb in both hands, and he turned his whole body's strength and threw the nuclear bomb like throwing a solid ball.
The speed of this nuclear bomb was so fast in the huge force that you could even hear the explosion that broke the speed of sound. The nuclear bomb sank into a dark intestinal opening of the rotten intestine worm, and was blocked by the mucus secreted before it went too deep. Just as the active liquid tried to corrode the nuclear bomb, it exploded in Perturabo's precise timing.
Although the rotten intestines can withstand 777 heavy firepower strikes under the blessing of Nurgle, the implosion of this nuclear bomb is obviously beyond the blessing of the father.
The difference between the Bat Signal in the DC Universe and the Warhammer Universe
Citizen: Catch them! Batman!
Radio: Imperial citizens! This is not a drill, get outside! We are coming to find you.
Guard: All the Night Lords are here. Edmund, you lucky bastard.
(Batman: The Joker did something bad again? I'm going to lock him up!)
(Coz: The Joker? Did something bad? I'm going to skin him and let him wail on the tallest building for a week before he dies.)