Warhammer 40: Saviors Emerging from the Bottom

Turning our attention back to Xiao Yi, he had already led the crazed mutants through the defenses formed by the plague walkers and arrived at the iron fence surrounding the infected camp.

Many of the infected individuals, who had been notified in advance, were already waiting on the other side of the iron fence for the order to fire, carrying the heavy weapons they had previously seized.

Once Xiao Yi and the mutants rush in, the dense barrage of fire will riddle them with bullets.

Of course, this is just the infected's own opinion. In Xiao Yi's view, these rusty heavy logging guns and rocket launchers pose no threat to him, and may not even be able to kill the three-armed mutant who is hot on his heels.

A flash of green sword light appeared, and the iron net, contaminated with plague germs, shattered instantly. Without hesitation, Xiao Yi rushed through the gap.

Just as the infected man was about to fire his heavy logging rifle, a bolt of psionic lightning appeared out of nowhere and knocked the rifle out of his hand.

Not only him, but several heavy firing positions around him were treated the same way.

In those few dozen seconds, Xiao Yi successfully advanced to the front of the enemy's position.

"surprise."

The blade of the power sword, emitting an eerie green glow, was the last thing the infected in the front row saw before their heads were chopped off.

"Fire! Quick, fire!"

Gunfire rang out continuously, forcing Xiao Yi to temporarily retreat. Just as he was dodging bullets and rockets, the three-armed mutant, who had gone berserk, charged over.

Its three arms, like three scythes, mercilessly reaped the lives of the infected around it. The plague germs that ordinary humans were careful to guard against seemed to not exist in its eyes. Perhaps because it was hungry, it even grabbed a nearby corpse and began to tear it apart.

Unfortunately, it didn't taste good, and it only took one bite before throwing it away. Even the mutants who ate all sorts of strange and wonderful foods in the bottom nest couldn't stand the disgusting smell of the Nurgle cultists.

"What's going on? I clearly aimed, why can't I hit it?"

"Ah, no..."

Khorne dislikes cowardly individuals who use ranged weapons to ambush others, so warriors blessed by Him often possess the ability to distort ranged attacks, potentially missing their target even when the two sides are five or six meters apart.

The mutants who survived the purification ritual, the battle for the bottom nest passage, the tribal selection, and other battle royale competitions are all extremely powerful warriors.

It often takes hundreds of people to kill one infected person, even after their strength has been greatly depleted by the surrounding horde of zombies.

Whoosh! Another rocket shot out. Unlike the previous rockets that changed trajectory and exploded to the side, this one hit the three-armed mutant directly in the face, blasting it back two steps.

The powerful impact of the explosion left it somewhat dazed. Before it could even react to what was happening, the rocket launcher that had just been fired came hurtling towards it.

"It's Lord Ivan! We're saved! Thank goodness..."

Before he could even utter the word "good," Ivan threw the excited infected man at him as a weapon.

"It is indeed a bit troublesome."

"This three-armed monster killed many of our people."

That's not what I meant.

Ivan's dark yellow eyes looked at Xiao Yi, who was quickly clearing out heavy firepower points. This seemingly frail human gave him the feeling that he was much more dangerous than the crazed mutants.

His repulsive appearance and enormous size also caught Xiao Yi's attention.

Although I've never seen what Ivan looks like, the guy not far away who looks like an elite monster must be an important figure in the rebels no matter how you look at him.

The power sword shone with excitement, yearning for the blood of the traitor on the other side.

After confirming the target to be addressed, Xiao Yi slightly bent his knees to gather strength and then suddenly charged forward.

"Hahaha, overestimating yourself." Ivan swallowed hard and spat out a mixture of stomach acid and germs at Xiao Yi.

Faced with this disgusting-looking creature, Xiao Yi dodged to the side, his saliva hitting the three-armed mutant who had just gotten up and was ready to continue fighting.

The highly corrosive stomach acid produced by the mutated stomach directly melted its skin, injecting the plague bacteria hidden within directly into its body.

After several attempts to find that his ranged attacks could not harm Xiao Yi, Ivan grabbed the tank turret that Anthony was holding and smashed it down.

He salvaged this weapon from an Imperial Army tank during battle, found it very handy to use, and kept it as his personal weapon.

The weight of the tank turret itself, combined with Ivan's arm strength, made the attack so fast it was almost a blur.

Xiao Yi jerked backward, narrowly avoiding the turret; had he not been physically strong enough, the blow could have broken his back.

Taking advantage of the opening in the opponent's center gate, Xiao Yi stood up and thrust his sword into the opponent's abdomen. The tearing force field on the power sword easily ripped apart the outermost protective shell.

Just as Xiao Yi was about to deliver a fatal blow, a distorted surge of spiritual energy appeared and firmly controlled the power sword in his hand.

"Um?"

"Hahaha, what's wrong? Are you wondering why your power sword can't penetrate?"

Ivan didn't rush to launch a counterattack; he enjoyed seeing his opponents helpless yet unwilling to give up.

"A psionicist?"

"Psionicist? No, no, no, this is a gift from the Father. As long as I can spread the plague to more people, I will gain even greater power."

Unconvinced, Xiao Yi increased the energy output, and the blade of the power sword instantly emitted a dazzling light. The tearing field, at full power, continued to spread, accompanied by a sharp buzzing sound, gradually gnawing and tearing apart the dark yellow protective shell in front of him.

Things didn't go as Ivan had imagined. Instead of despairing because of their weakness, the humans in front of him were slowly destroying the armor he had painstakingly created in a way he couldn't understand.

A familiar sense of fear welled up from the bottom of his heart—the despair of not being able to control his own destiny.

"No, I'm not the same person I used to be. Go to hell, you annoying bastard!"

Faced with the opponent's claws that could easily dismantle Friedrich's mechanical arm, Xiao Yi did not choose to dodge, but instead directly slammed his fist into the opponent's palm. The powerful force generated by the collision caused both of them to take two steps back.

Here's a small gift for you, no need to thank me.

Ivan was somewhat bewildered. He looked down and saw a bomb with a timer that was about to reach zero that had been inserted into his abdomen.

3, 2, 1, bang!

A dazzling white light burst forth on the battlefield.

Creatures with hard shells are often fragile inside, and this applies to Ivan as well. At this moment, a large hole was blown open in his stomach, and his internal organs, which had swelled due to infection, sprayed out after being released from their restraints and fell to the ground.