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Chapter 182 These damned Terran bugs!!

"The priest should keep his distance, pray, and use heavy firepower to suppress from a distance."

"Players wearing heavy exoskeleton armor, take out your riot shields and stand in the front to block the monster's charge."

"Those responsible for output, find cover and protect yourselves."

"Apply buffs, don't be a coward, just go for it."

"........."

The little alpaca shouted into the team's communication system, issuing commands in an orderly manner.

Players quickly sprang into action, seeking cover, unleashing amplification skills, and preparing to engage in team fights.

The monster also noticed the arrival of the humans.

Eyes were fixed on the humans who had disturbed them, blinking incessantly.

A mouth appeared on the tar-black, amorphous body, opening and closing to emit a vicious sound.

"Fresh flesh and soul are always exceptionally delicious; I've forgotten when I last tasted them."

The little alpaca stared fearlessly at the monster shaped by warp forces.

Skills such as [Unwavering Resolve], [Fearless], and [Devoted Service]
This allows her to calmly face all subspace creatures.

"Where is Judge Adorkin?"

Upon hearing the alpaca's question, the monster let out a strange laugh.
Like the hiss of a venomous snake, it is smooth and full of temptation.

“Adorjin? You mean that arrogant ant? You’ll never know where her remains are. No one can learn any secrets from the wicked Thrall.”

The little alpaca frowned, then spoke again.

“Foolish warp creature, in the name of the God-Emperor, tell me everything you know.”

This time, she used [Intimidation], her cold voice carrying a hint of terrifying imperial majesty.

“She is in the deepest part of the wrecked ship, where there is the remains of a black ship that was used to transport psionicists.”

The monster sensed the oppressive aura of the cursed one emanating from the nun.
An unspeakable fear arose in its heart, and it was forced to tell the truth.
But after the [Deterrence] skill's effect ended, annoyance and anger appeared on its face.
As eternal beings of the High Heavens, they are actually being threatened by short-lived species in the real world.

If this were to spread to the subspace, I would surely be ridiculed by my fellow beings, and I would have to do something to salvage the situation.

A gurgling sound emanated from the monster's body, and then several more mouths appeared on its twisted, amorphous dark form.
Immediately afterwards, those mouths roared together.

"What right do you have to question me? You're just a minion of the rotting corpse."

"Since you're so eager to know about Adorkin, then go die."

Enraged, the monster swung its enormous tentacles and launched an attack.

"Fire!" the alpaca shouted, activating the thrusters on its back.

As azure flames shot from the engine nozzle,

The sudden thrust gave her alpaca ghost-like mobility.

During her first awakening, she received the Emperor's blessing.

The motor nerves have been strengthened, making them well-suited to this exaggerated reaction speed.

Whoosh!
A terrifying whooshing sound rang out as thick tentacles swept in.

A player wearing a heavy exoskeleton and standing four meters tall was struck by a tentacle.
The energy shield lasted only a few seconds before shattering.

The armor plate on his chest collapsed instantly, and he was sent flying backward.
boom!
A dull, muffled thud resounded.
The player slammed hard into the wall in the distance.

The heavy exoskeleton armor was severely deformed and beyond dead.

"Watch out for its tentacles."

"Everyone should activate attack dynamic detection to predict its tentacle attack movements and issue early warnings."

The alpaca activates the Warframe's prediction mode.

Whenever a monster intends to use its tentacles to attack, the prediction model can anticipate the landing point and coverage area in advance.
Players can avoid it without taking damage if they are careful.

This feature is essentially like creating a red warning zone for a game boss's skills.

After dodging several monster attacks, I realized how useful this feature is.
The little alpaca also silently gave a thumbs up to the developers of Doraemon Workshop.
I have to say, this idea is absolutely brilliant.

The monster's methods are very limited: it attacks with tentacles or spews out explosive flesh bombs.
If you anticipate this in advance, you can easily avoid it.

"I'm here, you ugly monster."

"Is that all you've got?"

"Didn't you eat? How can you not catch up?"

The little alpaca and several other nuns took turns mocking the monster with words, attracting its attention.

When the monsters focus their attention on them, they use the mobility provided by their thrusters to move around and easily evade the monsters' attacks.
In addition to physical attacks, the monster can also unleash mental attacks.

However, the nuns, including the alpaca, possess a spiritual barrier built upon their faith, making them immune to the monsters' mental attacks.

Meanwhile, other players took the opportunity to deal damage.
Other players kept their distance and attacked enemies from afar with their heavy firepower.

A dense barrage of explosive bombs, rockets, scorching hot beams, and incendiary bullets formed a crimson fire net that tore through the monster's flesh.

Black blood gushed out, turning the hall into a muddy swamp.

Finally, the monster collapsed to the ground, its massive body falling to pieces.

“Perfect.” Grey Baby shut down the thrusters and landed near the alpaca. “This ugly thing is pretty tough to fight.”

Just as the little alpaca was about to speak, a biting wind suddenly blew through the hall, carrying with it whispers and an eternal malice.

The blood on the ground began to congeal and soon froze completely.

"The energy of the subspace is surging!!"

A psychic nun from the Church of England, whose eyes were almost entirely white and whose name was "Cute Master," issued a warning.

"That monster isn't dead yet."

A biting wind howled through the hall, and the frost on the floor grew even thicker.

"Does this thing have a second stage?"

"I knew this dungeon wouldn't be this simple."

"Separate, separate."

"........."

Amid the shouts of the players,
The flesh and blood that had been shattered were drawn together by an invisible force, forming a huge ball of flesh.

"Fire, but don't let it take shape."

The little alpaca rallied its companions to launch an attack, intending to destroy the monster's second form in its infancy.

But the fleshy ball unleashed an invisible force, forming a huge shield that blocked all the incoming bullets and beams of light.

Then, the ball of flesh burst open, and out emerged a monster with a human face, crawling on all fours.

The monster's eyes were white, and it had no chin.

Its exposed mouth was full of sharp fangs.
It also has three giant tentacles on its back, with spikes at the ends.

The monster was moving very fast, a stark contrast to its previous massive and clumsy appearance.

It can crawl on walls and ceilings, and can also tear open cracks to summon helpers.

The summoned helpers were all hideous demons.

Its entire body was covered in blood, rotting, and its screams were deafening and unbearable to witness.

They surged out of the subspace like a tide, rushing towards the players.

The sudden surge of demons threw the players into chaos, disrupting their original tactical formations.

The monster seized the opportunity to attack, moving rapidly across the ceiling.
Once it gets the chance, it will pounce down and knock the player down.

The tentacles on its back attacked repeatedly, pounding the player who had been tackled.

The player's head and helmet were smashed into a pulp.

Then, they quickly leaped into the darkness.

As the players focused on the monster fleeing into the darkness, the demons howled and surged forward.
Once attacked by the demons, even those wearing power armor will be torn to shreds.

Players were overwhelmed and suffered heavy casualties.

"Don't panic, gather together!" the alpaca shouted. "Players wearing heavy exoskeleton armor will act as shields to protect the priests."

"The psionicist is responsible for locking onto the monster and marking its location."

"Shrink the formation and support each other between groups."

Thanks to the alpaca's efforts, the panicked players regrouped and returned to their battle formation.

The attacking demons were killed one by one, turning into charred corpses scattered all over the ground.

The monster lurking in the darkness, seeing its summoned demons slaughtered, turned its malevolent gaze upon the little alpaca.

It had already realized that among these humans, the greatest threat was this nun.

If we don't deal with the enemy, it will be difficult to eliminate these humans.

The monster silently climbed onto the ceiling, preparing to use the same trick again to launch a sneak attack on the alpaca.

However, the psionicists in the player group had already located its position and were sharing it with other players in real time.

The little alpaca pretended not to know.
When the opponent pounced, it suddenly activated the thrusters on its back and charged towards the opponent.

He plunged the roaring chainsaw into the monster's body, cleaving it in two mid-air.
Crimson blood splattered out, and the monster collapsed to the ground with a thud, letting out a shrill scream.

"I will return, and the wicked Thrall will exact his revenge on everyone."

The monster was incredibly resilient; even with only half its life force remaining, it continued to scream and utter vicious curses.

Without a word, the players swarmed forward and hacked it to pieces with their weapons.
Ultimately, it was banished back to the subspace.

After defeating the remaining monsters,

The little alpaca walked up to the platform and took the "Devil's Book" from it.
"It was all worth the trip; we finally obtained this relic."

“There’s one more thing.” Yuzusa put down the bomb gun and longsword and walked over to the alpaca.

"The remaining sword should be at the place where Judge Adorkin sacrificed himself. Let's rest for a bit and continue our exploration later."

After the alpaca finished speaking, it called to Brother Agamotto outside.
Tell him to send in a batch of supplies via his servitude and drones.
We plan to take a break first, and then go all out to conquer the entire dungeon.

…………

The Glory of Macurag
Amidst the roar of the quantum engine, a bright flash of teleportation appeared on the teleportation platform.

A group of figures appeared on the teleportation platform.

It was Qin Yun, along with Zhan Shuai, Shi Ci Lang, Lao Niao, Wu Mou, and other high-level players who accompanied him.

"My sage, you have finally arrived. I have been waiting for you for quite some time."

"During this time, I have been secretly wondering if you harbor resentment towards me as regent, which is why you have been delaying."

Guilliman, who had been waiting for a long time, came up with several trusted men, including Sicarius, and smiled, even cracking a joke for the first time.

Since arriving in Terra, he has maintained a serious and unsmiling demeanor.

After all, as someone in a superior position, even the slightest hint of forbearance would be noticed by those guys, leading them to push their luck.
Only in front of Qin Yun could Guilliman shed his burdens and pretense.

Senior officers such as Sicarius, as well as the staff nearby, looked surprised when they saw Qin Yun.

The first thing they saw of the saint was that the Ninth Primarch—Saint Gilles—had been resurrected and returned.

Qin Yun ignored the surprised people, bowed to Guilliman, and then started to make jokes.

“Your Excellency, I must finish what I’m doing. Besides, you are the Regent, how could I dare to harbor any dissatisfaction?”

"Haha, since you're here, let's go. Now let's have a proper talk about the reforms."

Guilliman led Qin Yun to the strategy room, where the two had a private conversation.

While the guide was chatting with the Primarch, the Warmaster approached Sicarius.

"Chosen One, what brings you here?" Sicarius asked, looking puzzled.

"Do you still remember Titus?" Zhan Shuai asked.

The name startled Sicarius.
How could he not know this name?
When Titus joined the Ultramarines after completing his promotion ceremony, he was serving as the second-in-command of the Second Company.
Like the current company commander Agmann, Titus provided him with considerable guidance at the time and was an important mentor on his path to growth.
Trajan, the company commander of the second company, was killed in action.

For his meritorious service, Titus was appointed as the company commander of the Second Company.

However, he only served for ten years before being taken away by the Inquisition during a battle against the orcs.

Calgary repeatedly requested the court to send the person back, but the court never responded and could not find the person.

Later, considering that the Second Company could not be without a commander, and given that Sicarius had made great contributions, Calga appointed him as the commander of the Second Company.

"You know anything about him?" Sicarius asked excitedly.

"He is my brother."

The Warlord took out the chainsaw sword that Titus had lost to him.

"After being taken away by Inquisitor Serks, he was imprisoned for over a century. After being rescued, he joined Deathwatch."

"Why didn't he contact us immediately after he was rescued?" Sicarius asked, looking bewildered.

“He thought he had brought shame to the Ultramarines, and the Chapter abandoned him,” Warmaster explained.

“How could that be?! We’ve been looking for him all along,” Sicarius said. “We’ve never given up.”

The Warlord said, "But he didn't know that he had been imprisoned for a hundred years. And during those hundred years, he received no help from the Warband. So it's not surprising that he had such thoughts."

"He even changed his name, erased his badge and mark, and became an unnamed Black Shield in Deathwatch, only seeking to die for the Emperor."

"It wasn't until he arrived in the Calissis sector and his identity was revealed by the Sage that he learned the whole story."

"Some time ago, he returned to Deathwatch and must have sent relevant requests to the Inquisition and the Ultramarines Chapter, hoping to return to Macragge."

“I promised to deliver this message to his Chapter and Primarch and help him return to his Mother Chapter. And now, I am informing you of this message, hoping that you can pass it on to the Primarch and Chapter Master Kargar at an appropriate time.”

"Titus is an excellent warrior, a loyal man who would give anything for the Emperor, and I don't want him to suffer any unfair treatment after returning to the Ultramarines."

"You may think that I am insignificant and not worth mentioning. But I can tell you very clearly that once Titus is persecuted, I will do everything in my power to seek justice for him, even if it means going against the gods."

Sicarius removed his helmet, revealing a genuine smile.

"Thank you for the news. I will inform the Primarch and Calgar so that Titus can return to Macragge as soon as possible."

"Furthermore, Ultramarines will never harm their own brothers."

Sicarius paused for a moment before continuing.

"It is an honor for Titus to have a friend like you."

"It is my honor to have his friendship," Zhan Shuai said modestly. "He is an outstanding person who has given me a lot of help on my path to growth."

Sicarius produced an Ultramarines badge. “You will gain the friendship of the Ultramarines, esteemed Chosen One, Warmaster of the Second Empire.”

Having spent this time with the Chosen Ones, Sicarius had already mastered the knack of dealing with them.

Sure enough, the next second, Zhan Shuai happily accepted the badge, grinning from ear to ear.

Standing to the side, Jujiro, the veteran player, and others stared wide-eyed.

"Is this thing a succubus?"

"That's enough to max out the Ultramarines Chapter's favorability? That's enough to gain the friendship of an entire chapter?"

"Everyone else receives nine years of compulsory education, so why are you so outstanding?"

Are we all playing the same game?

"........."

In the sealed room,

Guilliman turned on the projector, which displayed representatives from various factions on Terra.
“During this time, I have been suppressing the power of the bureaucrats in Terra, which has made many people resentful of me.”

"It's just that because of my special status as the Primarch, I didn't dare to oppose it openly, but I secretly set a lot of obstacles for him."

"I was shocked and saddened when I learned that some conservatives were even secretly funding cults and aliens, allowing them to infiltrate Terra and cause trouble."

"Those bureaucrats have been so corrupted by power that they are willing to use the future of all mankind as a bargaining chip for their own gain."

Qin Yun frowned upon hearing Guilliman's description.

"These damn Terran worms aren't even afraid of Primarchs. Looks like we'll have to use our full strength."

P.S.: As usual, there will be another chapter tonight.

(End of this chapter)