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Chapter 517: Those with holes in their brains always win
Frankly speaking, in his many years of service, this was the first time Taylor had seen such a monster, so terrifying, so barbaric and crazy.

Of course, the demons are already very strange, and the oppression of the Lion's Gate War and the Plague War is far greater than this time, but in fact there are still essential differences.

After all, although demons look crazy, they still have an underlying logic, which is to serve their masters, the Chaos Gods.

Now it seems that the mechanical undead have no purpose at all, even more crazy than the Zerg, waving their mutated and twisted limbs, greedily sucking blood and flesh.

To be honest, Taylor has seen many crazy people, but this is the first time he has seen one like this, both orderly and chaotic, both rational and crazy.

He was helpless against the massive Necron Overlord, and his attempts to kill him instantly with Catachan artifacts and his Baneblade Cannon failed.

To be honest, this was the second time Taylor felt that the enemy was too powerful. The last time he encountered such a situation was when he was dealing with the Chaos Demon.

How could there be infantry that is tougher than a main battle tank, capable of rapid repair and resurrection?

Just like the product of a game designer filling in the wrong data, the ability of the Necrons is just like that. After all, they are a race that has experienced the War in Heaven. Even if only one tenth of the dynasty remains now, it is not something that mortals can touch.

Now some Space Wolves are preparing to attack the flank of the Undead Overlord with an assassination group to restrict the Overlord's movements, but Taylor has lost confidence in such a plan.

There is no doubt that he currently has no cards in his hand that can contain such a monster.

How to say it, Taylor feels that these guys not only have super high attack power.

It has weapons forged from living metal that are comparable to power swords, as well as terrifying phase weapons, and can also teleport.

At the same time, they have terrible psychic resistance, and physical attacks are not very effective against them.

That damn living metal is literally the strongest thing in the world.

Taylor couldn't help but think, Emperor, those guys were just foul.

Let's put it this way, Taylor quickly realized that he couldn't just sit there and wait for death, and the good news was that he had a group of guys under him who worked smart and fast.

Whether it's the Imperial Guard or the Greenskins, they are more useful than imagined, and this powerful Undead Overlord is not without shortcomings.

His biggest problem is that he has a bad brain...

Yes, bad brain.

In comparison, Taylor's young head is worth a fortune, but this undead overlord has slept for ten thousand years and his head has long been burned.

It's not that he has no chance of winning, it's just that the fight might be ugly.

He hatched a bizarre plan that sounded like a child's prank, but the probability was not zero.

But he didn't have many opportunities left. To be more precise, his tactical depth was running out. The undead's breakthrough came swiftly and they were not afraid of death.

He knew very well that his front line was rapidly retreating, the trenches became particularly valuable, and every inch of soil represented few opportunities.

And he shared his thoughts with the Titanium and the Greenskins.

Even though he was a boss, leader, and commander at this moment, his words were like oracles, but those people still looked at him in disbelief.

Obviously his idea was indeed outlandish, but it might not be much, and he could only try it once.

What else can I do?
Frankly, they have to do it.

Because a dead overlord was enough to force them to collapse, they had reason to take risks, but many people also doubted whether this was really reliable. However, when Taylor began to plan his little plan, those guys had to shut up.

When they succeeded in delaying the enemy by causing yet another collapse of their front, Taylor's plan came to an end.

To be precise, he was amazed at his own unscrupulousness, but he never regretted his judgment and choice.

He timidly pointed his sidearm at the Undead Overlord's head, aiming the weapon slightly in his hand, ready to fire.

He never thought that one day he would dare to actively provoke such a being, nor did he ever think that he would finally come to blows with a troublesome creature like the Undead.

He smelled the blood on the battle front, and it was obvious that many of those "fearless" fire warriors had been sacrificed.

To be precise, Taylor really didn't want to be enemies with the undead anymore. He felt like he was going to have a nightmare.

He sighed slightly, aimed at a undead, and accurately pierced its joints with a bullet, causing the monster to fall to the ground.

At the same time, the old brothers in Skadi's team were also ready. For example, the veteran girl like Lightlin could accurately complete her other job even if she put down her kitchen knife and boiler.

Her marksmanship was almost beyond doubt, especially the depleted uranium sniper rifle forged by Mr. Kaul, which was quite useful.

Each of her shots can penetrate the enemy's weak joints and quickly destroy those elite joints.

Each shot would turn the undead into disabled people.

Of course, the Roland brothers' molten metal and Taylor's guards were no pushovers either. Their molten metal could successfully destroy the bodies of the undead just by glancing at them, but it required a very close distance.

That condition was difficult to trigger, especially since only true veterans could get close to the enemy, and on a battlefield like this, the threat level of that event was obvious.

Secondly, there are very few hot melts, and only a small number of elites can deploy that kind of weapon.

But in general, although they are threatening, they are still not able to decide the outcome of the battle.

But they were indeed trouble. The Undead Overlord quickly made an accurate judgment. Even though his brain was no longer working properly, he could quickly and accurately calculate who was the most dangerous.

Now he quickly identified the threats and brought his personal guards, the immortals and his tomb lords. Obviously, they would not let those guys go.

They ran quickly towards where Taylor was, while Taylor prayed anxiously in his heart. To be precise, he seldom troubled the Emperor. Although he talked about it every day, he never really asked him to do anything.

Now his thoughts were wrapped up in his own insecurities, and he once again hoped that his good luck could protect him.

He calculated briefly and said, "Almost there. Hopefully, it's deep enough..."

After saying that, the monsters approached quickly, and then a loud rumbling sound was heard.

The Undead Overlord now made a sound that made people laugh.

That Gothic language with a mechanical voice was so funny and abstract for the first time, because he shouted.

"Who dug the pit?"

That’s right, Taylor asked his boys to dig a pit that was almost 15 meters big!

Used to trick them!
(End of this chapter)