Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

Chapter 255: Prepared to Fight Nightmare

"Damn it! These beasts actually captured thousands of slaves. If they were to sell them in Comoros, they could easily exchange them for hundreds of splinter weapons. They are really beastly. Fortunately, we occupied them, otherwise these beasts would have gotten away with it."

"Fuck, we only captured about 200 slaves this time, not enough to share, let me have some fun first."

The Kabbalah warrior said as he inserted the single-molecule sharp blade into the magnetic scabbard on his back, then walked towards the group of naked slaves who were tied up with their hands and feet. He casually groped for the crotch guard, then opened the door and exposed his thing.

"You big mouth, hey, how about we have a chat? Hmm? Talk?"

The warrior was hitting the slave's cheek with his mallet and asked his teammates, but he didn't hear any answer. However, seeing the dumbfounded looks of the slaves around him, he immediately realized that the problem was serious.

"who!"

The warrior immediately drew his sword and turned around, so excited that he didn't even close his shield. But when he saw the scene behind him, a sudden despair arose from deep in his heart.

"A lowly waste only knows how to put a knife on the neck of a weakling. A true warrior should draw his knife against a stronger person."

The taller Nightmare was holding a head in his hand, stepping on the bodies of his teammates, and holding a shiny big knife in both hands, which was dazzling to look at.

Every nightmare is a powerful warrior who has gone through bloody storms and is a powerful killer who has escaped from the desire for low-level torture.

"Ding-dong..."

The Kabbalah warrior's dagger fell to the ground, and his constant gasping for breath clearly showed his nervousness. The fear in his heart had overwhelmed him. Not to mention fighting, he couldn't even lift the knife.

"Humph, as expected. Then you have even less right to live."

Nightmare raised his sword with disgust, and then with a flash of cold light, the Kabbalah warrior in front of him was split into two, without any damping or sound of breaking bones.

“Puff…”

The slaves twisted their heads in fear, fearing that the horrible alien in front of them would kill them, but unexpectedly, the other party did not seem to have any idea about them. After seeing that there were no other warriors here, it immediately left the scene.

Two minutes passed, and when everyone really realized that the other party had left, their pounding hearts finally calmed down. Then the slave who was almost abused saw the dagger on the ground, and the desire to survive filled his mind in an instant.

"Oooooooh! Oooooooooh! Ooooooooooooooooooohhh!"

"What the hell! Hahaha, it's a good thing I didn't come here with them, otherwise we would have become their victims."

Just as the slave was crawling forward, trying to pick up the dagger to open the shackles, several Kabbalah warriors walked in with a grin.

"The *opposite* side actually hired a few nightmares. If we go in with these fighters, they'll just be cannon fodder... Hehehe, since we're already leaving, why don't we take this opportunity to have some fun."

"Hahaha!"

"woo woo woo woo!!!"

The slaves did not escape the fate of torture. Instead, because of their delusion of escape, they suffered even more horrible torture.

...

Lin Heng was not very good at using the whip of pain in his hand, and seemed a little powerless against other short knives and long swords, but fortunately he was just pretending. If he really changed to the single-molecule blade at his waist, he could chop them to pieces in minutes.

The main thing is that this long whip of pain coated with poison is indeed unique. It is flexible and difficult for the opponent to block. Once the whip touches the skin, the opponent will stagger.

Although he couldn't do anything fancy, he whipped the Kabbalah warriors one by one like spinning tops. Although he couldn't kill them, he made them wail everywhere.

His festering fingers couldn't hold the knife handle, and his corroded calves couldn't support his body. Although this act of abusing his prey was a bit cruel, Lin Heng actually felt a little bit fond of it.

"Pah, pah, pah!"

"Damn, these beasts react really quickly. Break through those two rooms!" the Heavenly Dragon shouted.

Relying on the wreckage and twisted abominations, the group advanced unstoppably all the way and directly killed their way into the enemy's central area, capturing most of the enemy's territory in one fell swoop and confiscating a considerable number of slaves and military supplies, which directly caused those leaders to climax on the spot.

"Haha, what's the point of being quick? We've already snatched all of them away. Hurry up!"

"Damn, there were a few idiots with shitty brains who saw so many slaves and just wanted to have some fun, but ended up getting taken away by Nightmare. Be damn careful!"

"Ah!"

"*!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of noise and everyone fell silent. Regardless of whether they were on the same journey or not, everyone focused their eyes on the flying corpse.

The body that was split into two with very smooth cuts seemed to indicate who did it. Then everyone focused their attention on the corridor that flew out.

Facing everyone's gaze, Nightmare walked slowly towards them, holding the central hilt in his left hand and the tail of the knife in his right hand. The blood-stained sword caught everyone's eyes first, and the dripping blood seemed to tell everyone that there was only death if they confronted him.

"F*ck! Kill them with the wreckage!" the Dragon shouted.

Twisted Abomination and Debris on the battlefield at the same time

“There are some in the back, too!”

"There are two here!"

"Ahhh!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and silent nightmares gradually emerged from the surrounding corridors. Just like their name, the conspiracy fighters were panicked when they appeared.

Lin Heng stopped whipping, and then carefully moved towards the center of the team. He also looked up the name of Nightmare, which was the fourth largest force in Comoros after the Conspiracy, the Blood Orcs, and the Witch Spirit Cult.

In comparison with humans, they are a kind of mercenary organization, selected from members of the Dark Eldar, and have a bit of a Space Marine feel.

It can be said that the other party is different from ordinary dark elves. Those sadistic thoughts have turned into ideas of confrontation with strong opponents, and the so-called enjoyment of killing has also turned into calm eradication.

If the Kabbalah Warriors and the True Sons are a group of perverted lunatics, then Nightmare and the others are also perverted, but what is perverted is their fighting skills and their ability to remain calm in the face of madness.

"The blade is half of me, just as I am half of the blade. Whether I am strong or weak, it can be reflected on the blade."

The ten nightmares seemed to start praying, but Lin Heng could tell that they were more like shouting slogans before a battle.

Just as he expected, before he finished speaking, there was a buzzing sound of swords, and several Nightmares rushed into the enemy army as if they were sailing on the ground.

Suddenly, the two sides switched offense and defense, and killing was imminent. Three or five Kabbalah warriors shouted to boost their courage and launched attacks from all directions, waving their blades.

Nightmare took a step back, holding the knife in one hand, twisted his body, and the knife, which was longer than a person, flashed a shadow. With a "XINNNNNG" sound, the surrounding Kabbalah warriors were cut in half.

Although Lin Heng was surprised, he thought that if he could defeat the other party, the attributes he could obtain would definitely be worth it. He then swung the whip, making a whistling sound.

With two sounds of "whoosh" and "snap", the poisonous whip hit Nightmare, but the result was completely different from the previous one. After killing the enemy, the opponent held the knife in both hands, stepped forward, and spun his body in the air. It was like a drill shooting at him, and at the same time, it also cut the long whip that was wrapped around him.

Lin Heng drew out the short knife from his waist, and with a "clang" it collided with the big knife that Nightmare was using to chop down. Both of them were surprised by the other's situation.

The nightmare was because his powerful blow was so easily blocked by a fellow tribesman. The opponent not only did not look overwhelmed, but did not even look like he was struggling.

He stretched out his left hand and pressed on the back of the knife, but found that even if he used all his strength, Clive's Blade could not be lowered at all, and was even being slowly lifted up.

"Space Marines can't do this kind of tricks, rotational acceleration, worthy of being the elite of Black Bean Sprouts."

While Lin Heng was thinking, he raised his knife and turned around, letting the blade touch the back of the opponent's knife and slash towards his palm.

The nightmare reacted quickly, immediately retracting his hand and raising the knife to block his attack vertically, then turned around and jumped back to re-examine the enemy in front of him.

"You are very special. Nightmare respects the strong. Please tell me your name."

The nightmare in front of him held the big knife on his left arm, slowly slashed it across and said to Lin Heng.

"You are really quite a freak. Among a bunch of perverts, I find it hard to understand why you are so normal.

Nigel Victor, you understand the meaning of this name, kid, right?" Lin Heng said in a chuckle.

Nightmare stood up slightly, then nodded and said:

"I see. We share the same surname as the guardian of the shrine... We thirst for blood, we kill. Only in death can we find the true meaning of life!"

Before he could finish his words, a big knife came towards him. Lin Heng drew out his knife and stabbed it on the blade, deflecting the attack trajectory. Then he moved his palm along the back of the knife and grabbed the middle handle.

Then he pulled and kicked at the same time. Nightmare reacted quickly and grabbed his ankle. Then he let go of the knife handle, curled up his right arm and smashed Lin Heng's calf with his elbow like a knife.

The double-edged blade on the elbow instantly cut through the armor and flesh, but there was a dull "bang" sound and the blade was stuck in the leg bone.

"*!"

Lin Heng jumped up on one foot, turned around and kicked the opponent with a "bang". After falling down, he quickly retreated. Looking at the wound where his bones were cut, he felt scared.

"Damn, I'm indeed a little weaker without my psychic powers. It seems that I've been relying on that thing for too long and I can't even develop any fighting skills."

Lin Heng cursed inwardly. Then he looked at the surrounding situation. Although the nightmare was very powerful, the creations of the Blood Orcs were not useless. Both sides suffered damage, so he was the only one who didn't make any progress.

"I can wear you down to death, but what we lack now is time. Damn it, I still need to use some cheats!"

As Lin Heng spoke, he reached behind his waist and injected the combat potion called "Trembling Step" into his thigh.