Vol 2 Chapter 1005: Acharn VS Political Commissar

It was just a door. The monk Feng Wuyi and the Demon Hunter were only half a meter away from the front and back. He just watched Xu Yichen's back image was a bad TV picture and disappeared.
Isn't it? Do it again?
The monk glanced at the slender, malicious tentacles behind him and the rising water level. He bit his head and rushed into the cabin where the demon hunter had just disappeared. Then, as he thought, there was no demon hunter there. .
Enemies in the entire cabin, wearing armor, swelled like corpses that had been soaked in water for a long time, their skin hung on the muscles that were shaking violently because of crazy twitching, and the thick fat under the skin had rotted into fur-like Exist and host a large number of parasites.
They used to be humans, but now they have been imprisoned forever in their own corpses, shattered again and again, and reborn again by the Comfort.
This is the eternal enslavement and punishment of the Comfort, and they are the culprits of the sinking of the Comfort, and the crew who drowned when the Comfort was sunk.
Their origins are like background music, surrounding them, so that any enemy who sees them will know what kind of crime they have committed to be so cruelly punished.
"I'm in big trouble, am I?" The monk smiled bitterly. He glanced at his finger-length spikes, then looked at the thick fat and armor on the carrion, and silently took off He pointed at the tiger and threw it on the ground.
If this is the final outcome of those navies, Feng Wuyi knows that he has the responsibility and obligation to bring back their bodies and souls intact. No one should endure such suffering, even his enemies.
"I hope I won't get any indescribable diseases because of this!" The muscles of the monk's whole body are tense, and the strength is born from the heart, and the anger moves with the fist: "You Feng Uncle is here to treat you!"
Xu Yichen felt a trance when he passed the gate. He immediately looked back at the monk, but the gate behind him had disappeared, leaving him only a blocked wooden wall.
The mouse, which is bigger than a cat, exposed its internal organs, sticking its head out of several carrion corpses struggling to get up, and gritted their teeth at the demon hunter, seeming to blame the other party for interrupting their eating time.
As the carrion sailor stood up, the mice swaggered off the deck and got into an invisible hole.
Xu Yichen is a bit fed up with this broken ship full of space traps and rotting corpses. He can see that the Lord of Plague has spent some thought on this ship. For Nurgle, the existence of this ship may be more like It was a Lego toy obtained by coincidence, but that was all.
Before the carrion crew could react, the demon hunter activated his [Cause of War] sword, and brutally saw a large hole in the wall behind him that was enough to pass through, without considering that he might break it. Ship hull, sea water may burst in at any time.
Wall after wall, cabin after cabin, maybe there are countless cabins in the comfort ship to hide dirt, but Xu Yichen doesn’t care. If there is something he learned from the Grey Knight, it’s in You have to be stubborn enough to face chaos enemies.
Even if the path you insist on is wrong, carry it stubbornly, because in any case that is much better than the plan proposed by the Chaos Demons. In the world of Gray Knights, they paid countless prices to understand this truth.
Say less, think less, do more, kill more, until the opponent or you collapse first, usually you collapse first, but there are always some special existences in countless creatures. In the world of the Grey Knight, they are Called Brother Astarte, a star warrior.
In this world, Xu Yichen is convinced that his name is political commissar, a demon hunter.
"Master, we can't stop him!" Another corrupted sailor rushed into Acharn's restaurant breathlessly, kneeling on a pile of rotten meat, this was the last one to disturb Acharn's meal Unlucky the rest.
"Useless things..." Acharn frowned and drank the extremely disgusting cup of blood. As a result, he found a dead mouse at the bottom of the cup. Even Acharn almost couldn't bear it. This kind of mockery from a higher dimension!
He threw the cup angrily at the sailor who reported the letter, and the tremendous power caused the cup to smash the sailor's head with a howling sound, and then continued to fly to the wall behind the sailor.
"Boom!" A black figure smashed through the wall, standing very sharply on the spot, holding the cup firmly with one hand.
"Acharn!" The demon hunter's voice coldly squeezed out between his teeth, without confirmation, he knew almost immediately that the enemy in front of him was the target they had been looking for for a long time.
A visceral disgust made Xu Yichen uncomfortable. The feeling was as if he was standing naked next to a pervert.
Xu Yichen didn't know how he felt this way, but he was sure that blasting his dog head would definitely solve the problem.
"I don't know why, I feel uncomfortable when I see you." Acharn stood up from his carrion-made throne, and slowly pulled out a bone arrow made of human spine from behind: "So ,You're dead!"
Acharn opened his mouth, and a fierce fishy wind mixed with countless plague flies rushed towards the demon hunter!
The [Pure Fire] on Xu Yichen's body spontaneously protected him~EbookFREE.me~, but the silver flame was almost extinguished under the violent plague of the other party.
The unspeakable stench caused him to suffocate. After countless brothers and sisters were burned to death, plague flies the size of locusts finally had the opportunity to touch his face. The defensive bonus brought by [Bath in God’s Blood] became his last line of defense. The sharp mouthparts failed to break through the demon hunter's defense.
But countless small scars were torn out on the black coat, making Xu Yichen look embarrassed.
"It's interesting." This is the first time Diderick sees a player who can compete with him. Since being blessed by Chaos, he feels like he has turned on the invincible hanger. After a long time, he seems a little boring. The enemy in front of him made him regain the long-lost pleasure.
Of course, what attracted him more was the breath of the same root in the opponent's body, and the opponent seemed to have received the blessing of chaos.
A competitor? So interesting! Didier's wings trembled a little, and instantly knocked the demon hunter into flight: "What is your name?"
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