HCB Chapter 134 Anger
Chapter 134 Anger
"boom!"
The trigger was pulled, and the decayed psychic's body shattered.
Howard was also thrown out by the recoil. He fell to the ground and slid for two or three meters before stopping.
"It hurts, it hurts!" But Howard quickly got up from the ground again, his palms burning with pain.
Then he tried to move his wrist and fingers. His wrist could turn normally, but when it turned to a certain angle, he would feel sudden pain. Similarly, he could clench his fingers into a fist, but it would also hurt if he used too much force. He probably had a stitch in the side.
Even though Arabelle had reminded him, the power of this gun was still far beyond Howard's imagination. He saw Arabelle's hand tremble when she fired the gun and she didn't even step back, but when it was really in his hands, he realized that the way he used this gun was completely different from the way Arabelle used it.
Fortunately, he did not suffer any fractures, only some soft tissue injuries.
But if he fires again, it will be hard to say.
Then he looked in the direction of the psychic just now. Although he suffered this pain, it was worth it as long as it could have an effect.
I saw that the upper half of the psychic's body had been broken, leaving only half of the spine standing on his pelvis like a centipede, and at the end of this spine, a ball of silver-white light mist was floating.
The center of the light fog is extremely bright and pure. Many tiny particles gush out from the center and finally melt in the real space, forming that hazy light.
This ball of light and mist is the "door".
Although this psychic who exists as a medium is powerful, he is not powerful enough to fully meet the requirements of the Chaos side.
A door of this size can only allow plague flies and Nurglings to enter and exit directly. If a large monster like Nurgling wants to enter the real universe, it can only squeeze its soul through this narrow door and then attach itself to a body made of matter from the real universe.
However, such bodies are certainly not comparable to their original bodies born from the subspace, so the strength of these monsters will be lower.
This is actually a very strange phenomenon, because generally speaking, when the "door" is opened, the Chaos side will infuse psychic energy into the psychic who exists as the "door", so that the "door" can open wider and more stable.
But I don't know why they don't do that now.
The psychic's body was destroyed, but the portal still existed. Howard frowned, wondering whether he should throw the grenade there as well.
But at this moment, the ball of light mist was stirred by unknown reasons, began to flicker, and finally shattered with a "puff" sound.
After the light fog shattered, shining spots of light filled the entire clock room. They floated quietly like will-o'-the-wisp. Howard reached out to touch them, but the air waves caused by waving his limbs were enough to push them away.
Then, these light spots began to slowly rotate around the center of the clock room, like duckweed on the surface of a lake. When a vortex formed at the bottom of the water, although the channel could not be seen on the water surface, the water surface had begun to be stirred, and the duckweed also began to rotate around the center of the upcoming channel.
Soon, a vortex really appeared in the center of the clock room. At first, it was just a black dot the size of a needle tip. The light spots floating around it were slowly sucked in. The vortex grew rapidly and the attraction became stronger and stronger.
This place used to be a spring gushing out of Warp energy, but now it has become a black hole that devours Warp energy.
As the black hole's gravity grew stronger, a larger range of energy that did not belong to the material universe was attracted back to its original world. A majestic flow of energy passed by Howard, stirring up a whistling wind. The clock room changed from bright to dark, and ghostly shadows appeared.
"No! No! What did you do?! What did you do?!"
Amidst the roar of the wind, Howard heard a roar of resentment and anger. The sound came from the center of the black hole. A blurry white figure appeared there, its lower half already sucked into the hole. But it still struggled. One hand grasped the edge of the hole, trying to pull its own body out as far as possible. With the other hand, braving the intense wind of energy, it reached out to Howard, like a drowning man seeking help from those on shore, or a water ghost trying to drag the living into the realm of the dead.
Even though his body was stretched into a long strip by the suction, he still refused to accept his fate of failure. He used up his last bit of strength and shouted:
"Father's wrath! Father's wrath! May you come! May you come—"
Then he was dragged into the black hole, his last words trailing off in a long syllable.
"Repeating a sentence twice is a bad habit." Howard sneered as he watched the psychic's soul being devoured.
With a sigh, the black hole expanded to its maximum size and then silently turned into ashes.
This subspace portal, which had been open for several weeks and brought heavy disasters to the entire Middle Nest, was finally completely closed after the catalyst disappeared.
The ashes scattered, but amidst this pile of dust left by the burning of matter and energy, there was something special.
It was a heavy chime.
The chimes were cast from browned copper, two meters in diameter and two and a half meters long, with a two-meter-long wooden handle attached to the back. Their surface was covered in rust and embossed with various ugly and ominous totems.
"Boom!"
With a dull thud, the chimes fell to the ground, denting the floor of the clock room.
"Bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang!"
Deep in the clock room, a heavy and huge heartbeat was suddenly heard, and the temperature rose rapidly.
The fat deposit with huge blood vessels began to twitch and then began to bulge towards one point.
"Pfft!"
The pile of fat expanded and stretched to its limit, and finally, the bulge was pierced from the inside by a grayish-white spike.
"Goo-"
The wound continued to tear open, and it turned out that the spike was a nail, half a meter long, growing on a large yellow-green hand. The hand was extremely thick, with only four fingers, and the surface was covered with abscesses and excessive keratin.
There was no visual organ on that hand, but when it stretched out, it accurately picked up the chime that had fallen to the ground.
"Bah!"
The accumulated layer of fat was completely torn apart from the inside, and a giant beast awakened from its hotbed.
The beast's entire body was the shape of an equilateral triangle, nearly six meters tall. Its ridiculously small head was flanked by enormous antlers, and its arms were so thick and long they could drag directly on the ground. However, disproportionate to its arms, this massive mass of flesh had two limbs as short as a mouse's.
A huge wound appeared in the monster's abdomen, exposing its internal organs directly to the air, and its abdominal cavity was filled with Nurglings and maggots.
The giant beast held the heavy chime in his right hand, as lightly as if holding a chopstick. He turned the chime upside down on the ground, and then let out the first roar at the world that rejected the gift of the Father of Plague.
He is the demon of plague. After this world rejects the gift of the loving Father, he will spread the wrath of the loving Father to every corner of the planet.