Chapter 260

The roaring thunder Eagle directly broke through the fragile part of the flying Taran's hull. This civilian ship has less armor belt than military ships, so the thunder eagle is competent for boarding the ship.

At the moment of entering the hull, soshyan suddenly realized that what he had just seen was real - the hull had begun to breathe.

But it was still metal, and when the beam tore it apart, it screamed.

When the thunder Eagle landed, soshyan immediately ordered the team to assemble. Their goal was to go to the bridge on the upper deck.

Only Ustad team, priest and technical sergeant followed soshyan to board the ship. With the airtight hatch slammed open, twelve star soldiers rushed into the corridor of the corrupted ship.

"What is this --"

The corridor was filled with purple fog, like a mixture of intoxicating aroma and pheromone miasma.

Soshyan snorted in disgust. Under the storm of freezing soul, the miasma burst out one after another.

As he walked in the corridor, the fog attached to various objects shrank.

He noticed the ugly shadow in the turbulent flow of sub space, but in front of the powerful gray marrow force, the rage of sub space in the material world calmed down, the material world appeared in this sub space crack again, and the continuity of the scene no longer existed.

The cold anger temporarily burned the corruption of sub space, and the filth from sub space retreated in front of him.

The corridor is wide and there is enough space for the two starfighters to advance side by side.

But soshyan took the lead. He walked a few steps ahead of the team.

Because other combat brothers wear power armor, only soshyang wears a stronger Terminator - after a year of efforts, he has preliminarily mastered the control skills of the terminator. Although he still needs to improve, he has no problem using it.

Only when you really wear this powerful armor can you really realize that it gives more than defense. Soshyan can feel that every tight metal muscle fiber contains explosive energy, waiting for him to release.

Every step he takes, the ground will vibrate, and even the hum of the server itself has made the air vibrate.

Compared with the soldiers behind him, he was very tall. At this time, he really looked like a giant, like the dead or fallen sons of God

Along the way, everyone was carefully alert to the surrounding environment.

The corridor was decorated with tapestries, which were corrupted, and the original appearance of the paintings was still vaguely visible, just corrupted enough to make people see the degree of desecration.

The solemn ceremony turned into obscene carnival, the scene of victory turned into a celebration of atrocities, human heroes twisted and deformed, their limbs elongated, winding and beautiful, twisting in blood.

Even the cloth of the tapestry was rotten. They beat like worms and organs and tumbled without air flow.

In front of these tapestries, the gate to the bridge is open.

"The enemy must know we are here."

Ustad scanned both sides with a bomb gun.

"Where are they?"

"It seems that they ran away in fear before we got here. Where is the expected battle?"

Rogris said half jokingly, but soshyan knew he was really looking forward to fighting, and he prepared a lot of new things.

The team went on, but the hall was empty and abnormal.

"Brothers, be patient."

Pastor yazdan is always the most nervous and vigilant person. He has a strong hatred for these subspace enemies.

"Especially you, Rogers, the enemy will come."

But soshyan also wondered that the ship had been seriously corrupted. He even expected an ambush in the corridor.

But why did the demons leave a good entrance to the bridge?

The star Knights passed through the door. Although they were beyond recognition, the ship was still running, and some important souls had not been affected.

The upper deck was not so polluted that it could not operate at all, so that the flying Taran could be guided to a destination.

But other places have been surrounded by madness.

The walls and vaulted ceilings are painted with blood and internal organs, and huge runes cover the original works of Art - those are teeth and claws, distorted and deformed things, trying to disturb the human brain and arouse their most primitive and terrible nightmares with touch.

A pile of wreckage appeared in front of the road, with a metal cross on top and around it. The crew and servants were crucified and beheaded. What is more terrible is that their soul lost and restless bodies are still distorted in endless pain.

Death has become a luxury here.

Soshyan stopped in front of the wreckage.

"They deliberately opened the door to let us see this. The enemy wants someone to see their masterpiece."

His angry voice came from the respirator in his helmet.

"Well, we have seen it. Now purify these poor people!"

Rogris randomly walks forward with his enhanced flame thrower, which can compress the flame into a line and spray it far away, or form a huge fan in front.

After the technical sergeant pulled the trigger, the sacred flame ignited the holy oil, sent out a white breath, and freed the twitching bodies.

The crucifixion has also become black charcoal.

Soshyan turned from the fire and watched the tracks of subspace, looking for any signs of attack.

The sub space here is more chaotic, and unknown forces are surging.

"What do you feel, commander Zhan?"

Asked the priest.

"Sub space is churning."

"Where does chaos come from?"

"At two intersections."

They came in through the starboard door, and the door to port was open.

"They want to attack us back and forth."

They are now in the middle of the viaduct, facing the intersection in front. It seems that the enemy has no plan to stick to it, but is ready to launch an attack.

"What are your orders, commander?"

"This is a sad trap. Our enemies are not ready to deal with us."

"What do you mean?"

The priest asked curiously that he didn't know so much about sub space power as soshyan, because sol and Friar said always only taught soshyan the knowledge of these taboos.

"Now, the sub space turbulence is only to the extent that we can feel that we may be attacked."

Soshyan pointed to the wreckage.

"This blasphemy may have to wait for centuries before anyone can see it, but it can't provide much power for chaotic creation. In order to attack us, the enemy has to gather the only power, but on the other hand, the whole ship has been corrupted by powerful power."

"What's your conclusion?"

"This degree of corruption requires great power, but now it is not the demons on the ship. They can't do this. The real power behind corruption is no longer here. What we will face is the corruption mark left by it."

The priest nodded and finally understood soshyan's meaning.

"Then we must know where it went and what it was, so we need the navigation record of the ship."

Then he glanced at the corrupted workstation.

"But we can't find this information here."

"Then let's go to the captain's room."