Chapter 1886: Artificial obstruction

Gunnar lifted his right hand and pressed his lightning claws to the assassin's belly. The strong current shook her constantly, and a burnt smell diffused.
"Who made you come? Which senator is not dead? Or a certain bishop?!"
The assassin's head turned to her like a puppet running out of oil, the twitching muscles on his face showed a weird smile, and a black tongue popped out of her mouth, dancing like a poisonous snake.
A hoarse voice that doesn't look like a human can make:
"Blood to the Blood God! Skull Offering Skull Seat!"
She yelled out the classic lines of the evil fear to abuse the believers, and even a star warrior knew what it meant.
Gunnar's face sank, and his backhand thrust the lightning claws into the assassin's abdomen. The hideous expression on his face was like a grimace, as if she was going to tear her to pieces in the next second.
But he took a few deep breaths, controlled his emotions, and did not rush to kill the enemy.
The wolf owner retracted his paw and retreated. The scorched intestines were still stuck on his hand armor and dragged out a long way. He threw it off in disgust and stepped on it:
"I'm fine, such a lunatic can't ask anything, but at least we can already know that the evil demon is looking at us again. Kitty, do you have anything to ask?"
The wolf owner was rarely polite and moved aside for the priest to question.
The dark angels’ torture techniques are probably among the best among the many battle groups. They are very good at making others suffer. Of course, this is also a secret. Maybe apart from themselves, only the Space Wolves know.
The priest pulled his green hood, and he had no problem. If all the assassins fell like this, the inquisitor behind her would also be a demon.
There is no need to waste too much time with the chaotic beast, his tall figure turned and left, drilled out of the doorway, leaving only one sentence:
"Burn it."
Only flames and sacred battle cry can purify this filth, and it just so happens that there are fighting nuns here who are professional in burning people.
Gunnar licked his canine teeth. He intended to give the priest the chance to kill the enemy, but he was not polite if people didn't appreciate it.
"For Ruth and Father! Go back to your subspace by the demon! Remember my name, I am Gunnar Bloodmoon Wolf!"
After he finished speaking, he raised his hands, and the two lightning claws crossed across, and the assassin's upper body became seven pieces of meat, and his head completely fell off.
But he was particularly dissatisfied, and grabbed the corpse on the chair, like a husky tearing a rag doll, and hurled around until the room was full of meat and indistinguishable paste.
Eiffelal raised his hand to scrape away the fleshy eyelids and looked at the wolf master with a helpless look.
After avenging part of his missing brother, Gunnar was in a much better mood. He laughed loudly and slapped the death knell on the shoulder:
"Thank you, brother, you are our eternal friend of the Space Wolf. If it weren't for you, it would be really difficult for us to detect the evil god's conspiracy so early."
"Thank you, I just did some trivial work." Su Ming squatted down and picked up the assassin's head. She looked like she was dead, but there was no fluctuation in the death knell, and she even wanted to laugh: "Take it down. Give it to me and the nun. Maybe you can use psychic energy to lock down more enemies, and I will send them all in front of you."
"Good brother!" Gunnar's other big hand also put on the death knell's shoulder, and gave him a hug like he was about to crush his shoulders: "I am waiting for your good news, and when we finish this This glorious journey, I invite you to drink at the Fang Fortress!"
After speaking, the wolf master knelt down and moved out of the small door of the room.
In the room, the nuns and the death knell stared with big eyes, the candles in the room were half extinguished by the blood, and the darkness was gradually engulfing here.
"You also go out and wait for me at the door."
Su Ming lifted the assassin's head with a ponytail, and asked the nun to go out and wait for him. Then he would use strangulation to read the information. That scene was a bit heresy.
In fact, the black tongue of the assassin was changed by strangulation. Su Ming’s hand was placed on the back of the assassin’s neck, and the strangulation was drilled out of the palm of the hand, and a hole was punched in the back of the assassin’s head. With the host’s acting, the assassin must look serious Mutation and corruption.
The tongue is forked, and it is several meters long. Isn't that heresy enough?
As for the ghostly female voice, it actually came from the death knell's voice changer recording. Anyway, no matter what question the two star warriors ask, the answer is the recorded sentence.
Blood sacrifice to the blood god, head to the skull seat!
This heretical quotation is always easy to use. The knowing star warrior knows that there must be no trial when he hears this. The believers who fear abuse are all hacked or hacked, just to make the blood happy.
"Didn't you ask me to stay and help? I can use psionics..."
The nun wanted that head, and she was more curious about who was chasing her, so she wanted to help.
As the masters of psychic powers in the ancients, the black library has skills on how to read the souls of the dead through psychic powers. She happened to read that book. Laughing God recorded a very cruel and terrifying ceremony in witty language.
"Do you think there is no price for psychic energy?" Su Ming held her head, turned her around in a circle, and pushed her out of the door: "The more you use the power from the soul, you will leave the subspace. The closer you get, Tanqi makes trouble and waits for you to fall in with your mouth open. Before I figure out what chess Laughing God and Tanqi are playing, you should use less psionic energy as much as possible."
"Then I'm leaving, you can...Do you also have a highly alienated genetic detection nerve?" The nun who turned her head halfway to talk suddenly became sharp. If that is the case, does it mean that the death knell will be eaten This assassin came to get information?
It was not the first time that she saw interstellar warriors eating native meat, as if they were not the same creatures at all. After eating, she swiped her mouth and said ‘for the emperor’ to continue pursuing glory.
The same goes for the Grey Knights. They can even eat the flesh of the devil to read the memory of the enemy, and powerful psychics can maintain their sanity.
I have to say that the nun has a strong sixth sense, and Su Ming's method of reading information about the dead has something to do with eating, it's just symbiotic eating.
"Do you still want to take revenge for the sisters?" Su Ming broke her face back ~EbookFREE.me~ and pushed people out the door: "If you want, obey my orders now."
The nun's lifelong wish was to give revenge to the sisters. When she heard the death knell said this, she showed a gentle expression, went out obediently, and closed the door smoothly.
Then she leaned on the door panel and heard the sound of a soda bottle being broken, followed by a slurping sound like eating noodles, which seemed to cause the temperature in the dark corridor to drop sharply.
A few seconds later, the death knell was lifted, with a gentle smile, and the room was completely clean.
"Okay, I know where the judge is, and there is a very good frigate waiting for us to receive it. I said why I haven't received a reply from the mechanical teacher. It turns out that the communication was intercepted by them. Just kill two birds with one stone."
"Have you licked the floor and the cabinet?"
The nun stared blankly at the shiny furniture in the room. They seemed to have been waxed, and they were still a bit damp.
Su Ming squatted for a while, and he stretched his face: "I...do you still want to take revenge?"