RoleplayNovel Chapter 018: Tank Engine
Chapter 018: Tank Engine
Deyang's neck hairs stood on end. He crouched down, parried with his sword on his back, and lunged forward, crashing into the trench, his mouth full of radioactive soil.
The phase blade swept past, leaving only half of the chainsaw sword in his hand.
Deyang watched in horror; if he had been even half a second slower, he would have perished in the subspace.
However, before he could catch his breath, the Necromancer returned, teleporting to his left with an Ether Step and launching another surprise attack.
Dejan dared not take the molecular cutting claw head-on, so he turned and ran to create distance, retaliating with his laser gun as he ran.
Ignoring the enemies in front of the trench, Pete wielded his heavy logging rifle like a baseball bat and smashed it down on the Necromancer's head.
A muffled thud.
The stealth field of the hunter was shattered, and a piece of its silver-gray metal skull was dented.
It decisively abandoned Dejan and turned its attention to Pete.
Seeing that Pete, that idiot, was actually trying to hold off the Lurker with his bare hands, Dejan was both angry and anxious, and roared, "Idiot, don't get close, go find heavy weapons!!!"
After saying that, several lasers drew the hunters' hatred back.
Ether steps are too abnormal.
Dejan was chased so hard he was jumping up and down, and was almost forced to use his golden body several times.
Noticing Pete carrying a grenade launcher and waving in the distance, he gritted his teeth and silently prayed that Pete would hit the target while luring the hunter over.
"Now!"
Dejan made a sharp turn as he sprinted at full speed.
The hunters who emerged from the ethereal plane were exposed right under Pete's nose.
Pete decisively opened fire.
Unfortunately, the grenade launcher missed.
"Pete, you fucking missed!" Seemingly sensing the deathly aura emanating from the molecular cutting claw, Dejan was terrified and continued his high-speed maneuvering.
Pete was mortified and quickly adjusted his aim.
Despite the pressure of death, Dejan resorted to his old tricks again.
This time, Pitt didn't mess up.
The grenade hit the hunter.
Taking advantage of the Hunter's inability to resist, Dejan picked up the chainsaw sword, started the motor, rushed over, and thrust the high-speed rotating saw teeth into the Hunter's energy core.
yah~
Green liquid splattered out.
The stalker was reduced to a pile of scrap metal.
[Heart Steel Layers +1]
Hextech Crystal +50
At this point, Dejan's total number of Hextech Crystals has exceeded 1300. He only needs to save 200 more to reach 1500.
"You really should learn how to fire a cannon!" Dejan laughed and punched Pete.
Pete scratched his head awkwardly, like a child who had done something wrong.
Upon seeing this, Deyang's gaze softened.
This guy just risked his life to save him, and he wasn't afraid at all when facing the Necromancer Hunter, who was a threat to Astartes, and dared to rush in for hand-to-hand combat.
I feel very secure entrusting my back to this guy.
Of course, it would be better if the cannons were fired more accurately.
Grove, who was not far away, noticed what was happening out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
The powerful alien that had wiped out two classes was actually killed by Deyang, whom he had always looked down upon.
This is truly unexpected.
He wasn't blind; he saw the enormous role Dejan played.
Wherever the chainsaw sword went, the aliens crumbled and collapsed.
Green flames exploded into clusters on the battlefield.
As it turned out, he was terribly wrong.
They underestimated the loyalty of their soldiers.
Dejan flicked the shards off his chainsaw sword, inadvertently exchanged a glance with Grove, and the next second he immediately pulled out the sniper rifle he had picked up and killed the necromancer who had ambushed the company commander.
"Company Commander, we need to attack the energy core; that's the Xenomorph's weakness." Deyan pointed to the undead immortals rampaging across the front lines. "Kill that immortal; without orders, the undead warriors are just a disorganized mess."
Grove's cheeks burned, and he quickly ordered heavy firepower to focus on the undead immortal.
The immortals fell one after another, losing their foothold on the battlefield, and the remaining undead warriors were quickly wiped out.
With the last undead warrior's core crushed by Deyan, the battle on the Anvil Company's position came to an end.
Dejan helped Grove up, who had been slashed to the ground by the undead, and joked, "Stop raping the earth, platoon leader."
"You saved me twice, thank you!"
Grove struggled to his feet, his eyes filled with nothing but resignation.
"It's alright, doing one good deed a day accumulates great virtue." Deyang put his hands on his hips and shrugged, "Doing two good deeds a day accumulates even greater virtue."
The soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield were stunned for a moment, and then a burst of laughter erupted from the position, dispelling the atmosphere of despair.
At that moment, everyone acknowledged Dejan's abilities.
However, the peace didn't last long before another wave of undead attacked.
The battle raged on and off for a full day and night.
Dejan's hands were sore from hacking, and after repelling another wave of attacks, he was completely exhausted and simply lay down on the ammo box to catch his breath.
It was tiring, but worth it.
I've finally collected 1500 Hextech Crystals.
You can now spin the roulette wheel to draw runes!
As the thought flashed, the wheel inside the light screen began to rotate.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Three silver runes came into view.
【Frost Phantom: Automatically applies a root effect to nearby enemies every 6.5 seconds, lasting 1 second】
[Heavyweight Henchman: Your attacks deal bonus physical damage equal to 3% of your maximum health]
[Tank Engine: Gain 5% size increase and 5% maximum health upon killing elite units; lose stacks upon exiting combat]
Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow! Wow, wow, wow! Wow, wow! W
Deyang sat up abruptly, his hands quickly twisting into chicken claws.
A heavyweight thug, a tank engine!
The two silver runes that best match Heart Steel come together.
What should we do if everyone wants to do this?
Heavyweight thugs are simple and brutal.
The tankier it is, the higher the damage; a perfect match for Heart of Steel.
The tank's physique, the assassin's burst damage.
perfect!
A Warhammer version of One-Punch Man, take this!
The tank engine mechanism is invincible.
The laws of heaven and earth are manifested, tearing apart the Titan mech with bare hands!
Can't I choose only one, or both?
What if I can't get it in the future?
Deyang was caught in a dilemma and hesitated.
Ultimately, they chose the tank engine.
Men, you know, are always worried about not having enough size.
Who could refuse to become a giant and kick an Emperor-class Titan like a ball?
With the tank engine, Dejan felt much better and couldn't wait to test his skills against the Necromancer. However, Company Commander Grove poured cold water on his plans.
"Retreat?" Deyan hesitated, glancing at the less than half a company of soldiers remaining on the position. "Is it a rotation?"
"Retreat, a full retreat." Grove said, his face dark, and slammed his helmet to the ground.
Deyan frowned. "Kolen has 100 regiments, hundreds of thousands of troops, well-equipped and well-supplied with ammunition. The Knight Mechs haven't even been released yet. There's no reason why they can't hold out for two days."
Don't you want the Star God Fragments anymore?
impossible!
If we withdraw our troops now, who will hold off the undead?
In a flash, Deyang realized something and suddenly turned around to look.
That's the direction of the Hestia's nest city.
Elijah withdrew his troops, leaving only the Hestia hive standing in the way of the undead army.
He wanted to use the lives of billions of people in Hestia's Nest City to hold back the undead and seize the Star God fragments.
With Gondor's defensive capabilities, it was simply impossible to stop the undead army.
Billions of the empire's subjects will become sacrifices to Elijah's ambitions.
Such blatant disregard for life is utterly outrageous!
As a human being, Dejan was furious and felt an urge to follow Magnus's example and make a psionic call to the Emperor to complain.
Your Majesty, someone is wasting your currency!
Quickly send down a psionic lightning bolt and strike Elijah Corren!
Perhaps blinded by the golden throne, the miracle did not occur.
The Deyangchong Command Center remotely indicated that they would withdraw along with the main force.
With their target lost, the undead army marched in a mighty force toward Hestia's hive.
When the undead stormed the Hestia's hive, Elijah's forces stood by on the edge of the Grandno Wastes, watching the defenders fight a bitter battle.
The defending forces were no match for the space necromancers; their defeat was only a matter of time.
Gondor is undergoing immense sacrifices every single second.
The noble lords who went up to the nest could use their wealth and power to try to escape, while the common people could only wait to die.
However, high in the sky, hope descends.
The orbital platform lit up with a blinding leap light.
It's the matte finish of the black ship used by the courthouse.
Deathwatch's strike cruiser followed closely behind.
The Crying Chapter's assault cruisers leaped out of the warp one after the other, the Holy Tear insignia on their hulls shining brightly.
Reinforcements have arrived.
The Tribunal, the Death Watch, the Wandering Merchant, the Weeping Man, the Necromancer, the Cunning—all sorts of heroes and villains gather in Gondor to match their birth charts.
The play is getting more and more exciting.