Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

Chapter 472 The information is wrong Midnight Lord

The blazing laser penetrated the moist mist, and the orange-red light illuminated a panic-stricken face.

The continuous buzzing sound dispersed some of the fog, and after the sergeant raised his hand to signal to stop shooting, everyone focused their attention on the barbed wire.

Lin Heng was able to dodge the random shooting just by tilting his head. He probably guessed that the nerves of the garrisoned soldiers would be very tense.

But he didn't expect that even his words from a distance could cause a stress response in the other party.

Fortunately, we didn't get close to them, otherwise God knows how they would resist.

"do you died?"

"I don't know. I can't see."

"Everyone be alert! These bastards will definitely come back." The sergeant shouted, gasping for breath.

"I am reinforcement, you fools..."

“2 o’clock!!!”

Lin Heng was so upset that he didn't want to talk at all. But who would have thought that when he opened his mouth again, the other party fired back.

He cursed inwardly in annoyance, then suddenly stretched out his left hand and opened it forward, and "boom" a shock wave passed through the front line.

The barbed wire clanged and the soldiers defending their positions fell to the ground one after another.

The impact is not the point. The main thing is that this spiritual power is also mixed with the control of emotions, and calm commands run through the brains of every soldier.

Although they still held their guns when they stood up, their emotions suddenly changed and they just stood there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do.

"I am an Astartes from the 18th Legion Salamanders. Please remain calm, Imperial warriors. I am not from the rebel Night Lords." Dozens of soldiers rushed here, and the heavy machine guns were immediately aimed in the direction of the rustling sound.

"How...how to prove it!"

With the support, the sergeant mustered up his courage, stood up and shouted loudly towards the clouds.

After a moment, Lin Henglingheng gave his answer in silence.

The soldiers around them felt the breeze brushing against their cheeks, and after two or three breaths, the wind pressure around them became more and more obvious.

The howling of the strong wind came in an instant, and soon the soldiers were unable to open their eyes.

They tried their best to put their arms in front of their faces, leaving a gap, and watched the situation around them.

About forty or fifty seconds later, the hundred square meters of humid fog was blown away by the high pressure, and in the center of the cyclone, the soldiers saw the tall green figure.

Lin Heng has completed the 'makeover' and released gentle hypnotic suggestions to the defenders.

Let them bathe in the light of their own psychic energy and constantly soothe their tense nerves.

However, the soldiers' brain nerves were still fluctuating continuously, which meant that many of them were wavering between staying calm and pulling the trigger.

What kind of torture had they gone through to make their spirits so tense? He had to increase the intensity of hypnosis again to keep the soldiers collectively calm.

"Now can I get any fucking closer?"

Faced with the other party's questions, the sergeant was still a little undecided.

Lin Heng no longer had any patience. He continued to release his hypnotic power until he reached the center of the group of warriors.

The soldiers took off their masks and looked closely at the tall figure. Indeed, the solemn and dignified armor did not look as evil as that of the Midnight Lord.

"Damn it, my lord, I'm so sorry. We really can't afford the consequences of our error in judgement. Wait a moment, I'll go get our commander."

The sergeant left quickly, but the soldiers around him did not relax their vigilance. Some of them were still staring at Lin Heng, while others were on guard against the area that was once again shrouded in fog.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Another scream came from nowhere, and the surrounding soldiers immediately raised their guns and stood guard. Lin Heng listened to the sound vibrating in the air and mist, and sensed the inside of the mist.

"A bunch of psychos."

Lin Heng cursed angrily as he listened to the scream, thinking that no Astartes would do such a thing.

He had heard of the Night Lords to some extent. A primitive legion had turned into this state, and they did not seem to follow any evil god.

It's pure evil from the bottom of one's heart, as if this group of Astartes is made up of villains, lunatics, psychopaths...

The leader who arrived soon confirmed this. No wonder the defenders were so stressed out. The attacks of the Night Lords continued to increase with one more death every day.

One on the first day, two on the second day, so far seventy-four have been killed.

The enemy's attacks were unscrupulous, and their main purpose was to spread fear.

Lin Heng believed that his gentler way of greeting had already been used by the group of Midnight Lords to make the defenders relax their vigilance and suddenly kill them.

It can be said that any method would cause stress among the defenders, and would make them think that those beasts were coming to kill them again.

"Shit.. How are your communications? Have other Imperial organizations received your distress signal?"

"A signal for help?" The legion commander looked puzzled.

"The external signal base station has been destroyed long ago, so it is impossible to send out any distress signals."

Lin Heng bit his tongue and thought, what the hell is going on? What the hell is this kid Ngur doing?

"The technicians of the Order can't even repair the sound array channels in orbit, let alone the vast starry sky."

As the colonel spoke, he turned on the walkie-talkie hanging on his waist, turned up the volume and spoke loudly.

There was a rustling noise coming from the walkie-talkie, and if you listened carefully you could seem to hear someone saying something.

As the volume was raised further, the noise inside became clearer and clearer, and it was not the various commands from the command center.

Instead, an evil voice that gave people goose bumps just by listening to it, like nails scratching the wall, told them that he was coming to find you and to cut open your chest.

When you switch to other channels, you will hear a madman swearing and shouting loudly.

Ghost stories, the sound of knife sharpening, animals howling... In short, all the channels are abnormal and transmit terrifying sounds.

"This bunch of perverts, damn it, it's better to have a real fight with real weapons, this bunch of crazy, perverts, lunatics, damn it, damn it."

Perhaps the sound brought back bad memories, and a soldier immediately started yelling. His nails had been bitten beyond recognition, and his staring eyes revealed that he had reached his limit.

"Let him rest for a while... Sir, the distress signal you received might have been sent by those bat cubs. They were trying to attract reinforcements and then ambush and hunt them."

Lin Heng thought that this possibility was not impossible, but the doubts were still unclear. He needed to...

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Fuck, these damn beasts!"

Another wailing sound was heard. That sound was not something a human could make.

The colonel also cursed loudly. He hated the Midnight Lord to the extreme and really wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

However, he still needs to stay calm now. After learning more about it, he found out that this world is an agricultural world that provides rich aquatic resources for the empire.

However, since the war broke out in the surrounding galaxies, they have also been invaded by the forces of chaos.

Relying on the two battle fortress groups on the east and west continents, plus the cover of the foggy environment, the soldiers in the area are quite adept at stealth assassinations.

The rebel cult and a small number of rebel warbands that arrived earlier were unable to defeat them and were forced to retreat back to low-Earth orbit.

However, they did not expect to encounter a group of even more powerful ancestors, whose ability to control the environment was several times greater than that of the defenders, and they simply hung them up and beat them.

The fortress group on the western continent has fallen, and their so-called fortress group on the eastern continent has also been riddled with holes due to infiltration.

The main reason was that the widespread fear was too terrifying, and most soldiers developed fog phobia.

Can you imagine that the warrior who has been surrounded by fog since birth now dares not stand in the fog that he lives with?

"Master Salamander, is your battle barge above the track?"

Lin Heng shook his head, but expressed that other fighting brothers were infiltrating various areas of the East and West Continents.

"That...that's great. If we can eliminate those damn bat kids, those civilians still have a chance to survive."

"Our goal is not to rescue civilians."

“I understand, sir, but it’s a great encouragement to have you here.

If I could, I would like to hold a speech and let those Anglican ministers say at least a few nice words.

It is necessary, sir."

Lin Heng was looking at the Legion's long-awaited eyes and was wondering whether he should follow the Salamander's principle of caring for the people when a sense of danger quietly emerged from the left side of his head.

With a "bang", sparks appeared in front of the colonel, and the huge giant's body tilted and fell to the ground.

The colonel's muscles immediately contracted, goose bumps appeared all over his body, and he was so frightened that his heaving chest could not get enough air to calm him down.

After a moment of stillness, the soldiers, who were terrified to the extreme, suddenly generated a force out of nowhere.

They stood in groups of two or three, back to back, as the returning clouds and mist enveloped them again and the drizzle fell once again.

The reckless killer turned into a shadow and rushed out of the fog howling like a ghost.

"Guess who I am?"

A clattering sound rang in the colonel's ears. The chill rushed from his tailbone to his head, and he subconsciously lunged to the right.

But the clattering sound still followed closely, and as the world spun, time seemed to be infinitely stretched.

He subconsciously glanced to the left side of his body, and saw the Midnight Lord with a human face on his visor, looking at him with a strange smile. "Got you!"

"cough!"

"I caught you!"

Just when the colonel was so nervous that his buttocks tightened and collapsed, another terrifying voice sounded beside him.

However, this time it was not the damn Midnight Lord, but the Salamander Warrior who had been lying on the opponent's left side at some point.

This time it was the Midnight Lord's turn to be frightened. This guy's head was clearly blown up by him just now, but how come he came back to life in the blink of an eye?

The Midnight Lord, who was lying on the ground, suddenly turned around, and the saw sword in his hand cut out sparks on the ground, and slashed at the opponent with a hissing sound.

"Buzz, buzz."

Although the sparks and cuts on the power armor were real wounds, the Night Lord felt that something was wrong as he jumped back.

However, he had no time to check the fallen body, as the lasers bursting around him forced him to dodge.

The colonel sat on the ground, constantly thanking the God-Emperor for saving his life, but he was also wondering what had happened just now?

Just as he took a deep breath and wanted to check the condition of the fallen angel, after he opened his eyes, the huge figure disappeared again.

Moreover, even the iron filings and flesh and blood that had just fallen disappeared.

"Left left."

"BiuBiuBiu!"

"Jeno was caught."

"BiuBiuBiu!"

"Ahhh! Help me, help me!"

"BiuBiuBiu!"

"Where did he go? Where did he go!"

"I saw two, at point three, at 12 o'clock."

At this moment, the Midnight Lord who was dragging the howling soldier was still wondering why the other party said two.

Suddenly, he noticed the stirring fog, and the scattered areas around him immediately made him realize that something was wrong.

He was in no mood to torture the soldiers at the moment and continue to spread fear. The shouting that should have made him feel comfortable was becoming more and more shrill.

He picked up the chain tied to his arm and was ready to throw the other person up and kill him on the spot.

But at the moment of applying force, the weight that should have been light as a feather suddenly sank, and the entire chain immediately became tense.

Suddenly, the Midnight Lord found that he could not see the situation on the other side clearly, whether it was his transformed organs or the spectral helmet.

His vision should be several times clearer than that of humans, but at this moment, he was like half blind, unable to see the situation on the other side of the chain. Suddenly, a huge force came, and the Midnight Lord, who was holding the chain with one hand, was pulled and staggered.

He quickly took a step forward, nailed his feet to the ground, and gripped the chains with both hands to wrestle with the unknown being.

The chains clanged under his hands, and his legs plowed two scratches on the ground.

The "clang, clang" sound of the swinging iron chains sounded like a death bell. Seeing that there was no way out, the Midnight Lord quickly drew his gun with his left hand, and the speeding bullets flashed with fire in the mist ahead.

The stretched chain fell to the ground in an instant, and the sudden loss of strength made him step back.

But then there was a "bang" and the retreating Midnight Lord suddenly stopped, and a teasing voice whispered down from above his head.

"Are you scared?"

“Jeh!!!!!”

The sharp gasp sounded like a frightened child, but before the Night Lord could see the person's appearance clearly.

The knife flashed, and the Night Lord, with all his limbs severed, could only lie on the ground and be slaughtered.

Bo Dang poked into the visor and picked it up with force, and the slightly mutated corrosive gland fell to the side.

"Damn you, Salamander, don't even think about getting any information about the deployment from me.

The great Dark Lord Curze killed the black-skinned fool, and you have died three times at my hands!"

"Hehehehe."

The blood spurting from the wound looked even redder on the Midnight Lord's gray cheek. Lin Heng couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the little guy who was still stubborn.

He reached out and grabbed the other person's head, thinking to himself, I don't need to be gentle with you.

"show me!"