God Emperor’s Angel of Death

Chapter 311

"No way..."

What made Rozim didn't expect was that the monster had avoided at the last moment, but its skin was already It was burnt to black and burst, and smoked lightly, like a burnt piece of wood.

The injured demon jumped up amid an angry howl and rushed towards Rozim.

The overcoat of the restaurant owner flew up, and it blasted like a hunting wind blasting the sails. Then he stepped back and fired one after another with his gun.

However, the heat flow that should have hit the target only cut through the air.

The thing fell in front of him, and hit him out with a lash from his tail.

"hua!"

Luo Qimu fell to the ground, knocked the tall pile of bottles looked tumble.

When he twisted his body to stand up again, the pain immediately rushed up his spine-that monster's power was very important.

Then the monster began to tear his skin, peeling off the burnt human skin with a lightness and caution that was totally disproportionate to the evil appearance.

Rozem saw that the creature's exposed upper body skin seemed to be squirming and changing, presenting a deep purple, as smooth as silk.

At the same time, he also found that the monster's chest seemed to have palms pushing outwards, as well as the outlines of screaming faces-one of which he had seen before, was torn apart. Hapless.

Monster’s arms began to expand and expand rapidly like balloons, and the fingers merged into a flat plate-like structure, and then became hard and smooth. The two palms finally formed a pair of sharp claws, dark pink. The nerve tissue hangs below like a flag.

The crab claws on the other arm became larger and sharper than before.

If its main theme was temptation before, now there is only terror.

"Fuck!"

Realizing that he had hit the ghost Rozim, he immediately aimed his gun at the target and fired at the heart of ordinary people.

But the monster disappeared from the place like the wind.

He smelled a pungent stench from the slaughterhouse, and when it reappeared, the scorched wounds were filled with mucus and quickly closed automatically.

one pair of eyes full of bloodlust face opposite him, like a snake to kiss her lips dripping saliva.

"You have no chance."

Rozim tried to stand up. He backed up with his hands and feet until his back was against the stall of wine bottles.

"Tara is up, what is it?"

"There is no Tara."

It muttered, and the words were full of terrifying smiles .

"Only death."

Rozem saw that face again, and he believed that face was crying and begging at him.

Run!

Men make mouth shapes.

Run, run, run, run--

Rozim stood up trembling, raised the muzzle, whole body blood seemed to freeze.

both of his hands Hold the weapon tightly and aim at the opponent's head.

In a short life, Rozim has seen many things that are difficult to explain—the peculiar Xenos life, the subspace beyond understanding, the darkest human potential.

But everything will be eclipsed by comparison with this creature.

If hell really exists, then it must be the intersection of the kingdom of terror and the real world.

Slaanesh banshee-like arms raised swords, claws and sharp claw grinding each other up.

"Embrace pleasure."

It opened the mouth and said.

"I will make you very comfortable."

"Then can I call some buddies first, I like multiplayer sports."

Rozim gasped and asked, and the monster responded with a howl of anger, then pounced again.

He shot it subconsciously head-on.

Luck returned to Rozim again this time.

For some reason, the Slaanesh banshee suddenly strayed and was hit by the hot melt.

The high-speed heat jet pierces through the skin, ribs and lungs, and comes out from behind the chest with splashes of tissue and broken bones.

The pungent burnt smell immediately filled the air.

"Master--"

The female demon howled and fell to the ground, and after struggling a few times, it turned into pus.

Rozem put out a long breath, but when he noticed that the heat also ignited the surrounding wine barrels, he immediately ran towards the gate.

The fire started quickly. He had just stepped out of the gate with his front foot, and the entire warehouse was burning with his back foot.

Rozem immediately found a place to hide. He knew that the fire would attract the enemy's attention.

Sure enough, together with the fire, many cultists immediately ran out from those dead rooms. They looked at the warehouse yelling and seemed confused.

Rozem immediately saw the opportunity.

The enemy's attention is attracted, so he has a chance to find what he is looking for.

The only place is the east side of the town. It seems to be a bar, with shiny neon lights shining between a pagan symbol and a rotating cylindrical object.

From the low Gothic label above, the name of the bar seems to be called——

Bird Zhuan Zhuan.

He stooped down and sneaked into a scaffolding, then went through the stained window there.

The light inside was gray, beside a towering bar, four or five drunks were sitting on a round stool, and the dark smoke was in the air. ,

He cautiously crawled past the edge of the shadow and ran all the way to the back of the bar.

The dark aisle?

No problem.

A cart with trays?

Sure enough, take the kitchen utensils away.

A neat wine cabinet?

lol ......

are stuffed a bag of stuff behind the bar Old Luo is abnormal attracted.

There was a crack in the wine cabinet, and there was a strange muffled sound coming out together with the light, just like a group of boxers were using a big cotton bag to practice straight punches, and the men called strangely Voice.

This weird atmosphere made him feel disgusted immediately, there is a special private room in this ghost place...

But he saw that there was a phonograph next to the wine cabinet. .

In order to maintain concealment, Rozim tried his best to pad his heels as he moved forward, hiding in the shadow of the cracked wine cabinet.

Then picked up the phonograph and quickly stuffed it into the back bag, then subconsciously leaned his head and glanced at the dark room, but accidentally bumped into a goblet.

"Who!"

"Woof~"

"...This is the fattest and ugliest dog I have ever seen."

After both sides were stunned for a moment, Rozim directly took out the final killing move.

A high explosive bomb.

After pressing the detonation button, he directly threw the thing in, and then ran wildly.

When he passed the bar hall, the drunk cultists lifted the head and looked at the brawny man rushing, their eyes kept in consternation.

"It's going to explode!!!"

Being too late to explain, Rozim jumped off the steps of the bar in a tiger-pumping posture, then moved towards the window and jumped out Out.

The next second, the explosion came as scheduled.

Boom————!

His eyes were white, his ears rang, he felt a huge thrust on his back, and then he flew out directly.