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Chapter 518: Emperor Setra's Help
it works.

The Emperor is above.

This crap is actually useful?
Many people witnessed this moment, and although it was incredible, the effect was indeed good.

Although those guys were Necrons, a noble and powerful race, they were still caught off guard by the sudden pit.

It's not that they couldn't climb out, but those greenskins dug really deep. Secondly, this happened so quickly that many undead fell on each other, their bodies pressed together, becoming obstacles for each other.

Obviously the situation was dire; they were in the worst possible situation they had ever encountered, and could easily have died.

Although they will no longer die.

The Undead Overlord was both angry and embarrassed at the moment. He couldn't understand the stupid plan of this stupid greenskin, but he was indeed fooled.

He was careless and was indeed defeated.

But he didn't leave yet. He used his huge body to prop up the entire pit, and his huge body continued to climb out from the hole.

I have to say that it is truly amazing that an undead has such a desire to survive. After all, he thinks that he is a mortal being and still has a physical body.

He was so strong and driven by his will to survive that he actually used his sharp forefeet to dig into the soil and quickly climbed upwards, even carrying four or five struggling immortals with him.

He was so strong that his body made a creaking mechanical sound that made people feel uneasy.

Taylor shouted in disbelief. "There's a ghost!"

"By the Emperor! What on earth is this thing?"

He watched in disbelief as the thing quickly climbed up the terrifying hole that was about five or six meters deep, like a disgusting mechanical arthropod, moving at a speed that was both fast and disgusting.

Taylor got goosebumps and had to admit that he was never afraid of those things, but an ugly and fast mechanical undead was obviously not something he was immune to.

Taylor held his breath for a moment, then shouted, "Bring the poison blade over here! Push it up, push it up!"

"God, the Emperor, push on!"

The war engine weighs tens of tons, and even living metal will be turned into scrap metal under its compression. A poison blade is enough for them to win.

Although it was a bit of an unfair victory, the so-called honor and one-on-one combat have never had anything to do with Taylor.

The Emperor's Bane Blade had been ready for a long time, and Taylor didn't think there was any essential difference between the tracks and the main gun.

Now that he had finally sealed the body of this monster, Taylor would never let his guard down and let this rare situation become meaningless.

After all, although the soil here is very soft, such a large pit still requires digging hundreds of square meters of soil, which means that countless shovels have been broken.

In addition to the Titanium who died in the fierce battle for several hours, although those guys deserved to die, it must be said that they did not die for no reason.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Whether it's tracks, main guns, or 2,500 kg bombs, Taylor must do it even if it costs lives!
With the Emperor above him, listening to the roar of the poison blade tank, Taylor felt a little at ease.

The Lord of Mankind was so great, so powerful, that he could fill Taylor's heart.

He couldn't help but smile, already imagining the Undead Overlord being shattered into pieces under the crushing blow.

Although he has no problem with racial discrimination, he has been influenced by the environment in this place and has long since lost his sympathy for so-called aliens.

He couldn't help laughing and yelling, "By the Emperor, by the Throne, kill those monsters!"

"It won't be me who will die!" "It won't be us!"

But the creaking mechanical collision sound in the pit became louder and louder, and the noise made by the undead joints was so disturbing.

Taylor subconsciously tightened his grip on his chainsaw sword, Kraken, as his uneasiness grew stronger.

He seemed to have realized something, but when this huge war poison blade fell, his heart felt like a lid had been dropped.

It's safe...

He breathed a sigh of relief because he heard the sound of the poison blade crushing metal, the sound of living metal being crushed.

He laughed. "Haha, even Necrons would be shattered to pieces by a real physical attack."

"God, I'm just being too suspicious."

He breathed a sigh of relief and put down his weapon, but the sound of metal limbs clicking could be heard again.

Now that the Poison Blade tank has been compacted, it is leaning against the hole, while the naughty crew members are moving their vehicle back and forth from time to time.

They were so bored, after all, they had no way of climbing out again until the Imperial transport plane lifted them out again.

Now that the Imperial Navy is still outside and unable to enter the pocket space, heavy transport aircraft cannot be dispatched. He may have to stay here for a few days.

That's basically what happened. Although the crew managed to climb out, the war engine was no longer able to move.

Well, it must be an illusion.

As Taylor thought this, the voice became clearer.

At this moment, just like in that horrible horror movie, the twisted and weird Undead Overlord with only half of his body crawled out with his strong desire to survive. Because most of his throat was destroyed, the sound he made was simply like that of an evil spirit.

Even though he was reduced to half his size by the poison blade, he was still quite terrifying, and Taylor subconsciously released his Kraken Fang, and the speed of this monster was already incredible.

He wanted to draw his weapon, which was his only way to save his life, but this happened so suddenly.

He saw the strange metal twisting rapidly, at a speed faster than that of a Space Marine. Although he was very powerful, he was still a mortal and could not defend himself at all without his body prepared.

At this moment, for the first time, he knew so clearly that he might die...

Taylor was breathing rapidly at this moment, hoping to pull out his Kraken Fang, but he was still a step too slow.

The deadly phase axe was already in front of him, and could tear his head off in an instant.

Taylor was completely desperate at this moment, but a dark green portal suddenly appeared, and a beautiful metal scepter suddenly appeared, smashing the thing hard on the ground.

The metal made a strong sound, and a familiar metal giant appeared in front of Taylor.

He smashed the overlord half to death, his body completely broken apart, and then said, "I didn't expect it to become like this, my poor brother."

"Ten thousand years of sleep have worn you down. I hope you can rest in peace now."

"And I, the Necromancer Settra, swear to take over your responsibility!"

(End of this chapter)