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

Chapter 254: A Deal and a Stealth Assassination

"Master of the Blood Orcs, I...I am Nigel Victor, the son of Asturbar Victor." Lin Heng walked forward and asked gently and cautiously.

"Victor..."

The Haemonchik continued to perform transformation surgery on the slaves while talking, cutting open their armpits and inserting the alien arms with nerve nodules.

After the stitching, the human arm was replaced again. The ferocious metal claws were terrifying to look at.

"Nie Nie Nie, descendant of Victor, let me see if you are qualified to be called this name."

The Bloodling said as he waved his arm, and the blade attached to his palm immediately cut the metal hinge. The three-legged, six-armed deformed creature immediately roared and rushed towards Lin Heng.

The person involved was stunned for a moment, but reacted quickly. He quickly drew out the single-molecule sharp blade at his waist, cut off the severed arm with one blow, and at the same time, he turned over and dived down to cut one of the three legs horizontally with a blow.

The deformed creature relies on three legs to support its unstable body. Once one of the legs breaks, the balance is immediately broken.

The flat wound was propped on the ground, leaving a scarlet trail of blood. Lin Heng did not stop. He twisted his body to avoid the strange limbs, swung his knife down along the connection of the scar, and separated the slaves with one knife.

Tears of blood flowed from their empty eye sockets, and their expressions were twisted and sad. I don't know if they hoped someone would kill them, but that's what Lin Heng thought anyway.

"Pfft..."

"Nie Nie, you're not bad, you're worthy of being Victor's offspring... Normally, if you damage my product, I'll definitely skin you alive.

But what comes from monkeys is garbage, so if it's broken, it's broken... So there's no need to die, but the debt still needs to be repaid." The Blood Orc said, stroking his sharp claws.

"He's really crazy. He looks like a mentally ill guy." Lin Heng thought.

"As long as you provide us with help, once our Tianlong leader has dealt with his enemies, not only will the debt be repaid, you will also be able to obtain more materials."

"But I think the blood of Victor's offspring is more tempting..."

Lin Heng felt a little nervous when he saw the Blood Ling licking his lips. Although the other party looked plain-looking, the weapons he carried were dazzling.

There were all kinds of weird things like electric whips, poison cannons, liquefied guns, paralyzing gloves, etc. Especially, there were as many as fourteen kinds of potions in the opponent's hands. Who knew whether these things were poison or medicine.

Venom Injector

"Hahaha... As expected of Victor's offspring, you have a strong psychological endurance... If the Haemonchi don't participate, no one can make us participate in any struggle between forces, unless we are willing...

Here, do me a favor and give me 30 kilograms of your own blood. No one can get Victor's blood, but his descendants can be used."

"Thirty kilograms? Then you... have to wait until the task is completed. Who knows whether you will deliver the goods after receiving them." Lin Heng said after thinking for a while.

"Nie, nie, little thing, for this sentence I can tear out your tendons and bones. By then, not to mention your blood, your soul and body will all be mine!

Humph...but the Haemonculi are great scientists, the noblest beings, pioneers in exploring the mysteries of living organisms, and they would not bother to do the same thing as you.

And like you said, how do I know if you will run away? Although I have a reason to hunt you down, it would be a waste of time to gather a team just for a little thing like you."

Lin Heng rolled his eyes inwardly. Although what the other party said was very oppressive, he still heard the fear in it. Trueborns are trueborns. They are born nobles. No one dares to kill them easily unless they have really made a big mistake.

Although there are basically no laws in Comoros, people still follow certain unspoken rules.

Lin Heng laughed dryly and said:

"Then you should pray that I die in the confrontation. This will allow your men to bring my body back. Just remember to revive me when the time comes."

"Nie, nie, nie, little thing, then I wish you a safe journey...Turtor! Tyrant!"

After the Blood Lingren said this sinisterly, he immediately raised his head and shouted.

Then several hatches behind him opened, and three wreckages who looked like the guards at the door walked out. Their purple-black skin looked like miasma, and maybe the other party's skin could be contaminated just by contact.

The remains of a Dark Eldar who voluntarily accepted the transformation of the Haemonculi

Then, after the three wreckages appeared, a gray-white creature appeared, taller than the Space Marines wearing Terminator armor, and like a deformed form.

Just by looking at that strange and huge body, one can feel its endless power. Any one of its dark brown metal claws is almost as long as a human arm.

There were cables and pipes all over the body. Lin Heng knew without thinking that there must be some kind of medicine injected into them, and there must be some kind of poison on the metal claws.

Twisted Abomination, Product of the Haemonculi

No wonder they all want to get the help of the Blood Orcs. This thing seems to be a lower-level creation of the other party, and the more powerful ones haven't even made a move yet.

"These few are enough. Remember, when their fight is over, bring this person back to me."

The Haemolin knocked on the largest twisted abomination's metal mask and said.

"KAAA!"

...

"What do you think of that little bastard Nigel? He has been using Victor's name to cheat people all day long. Will the Blood Orcs not fall for it and just kill him?"

"Not really... After all, the privilege of having a real child is very great. If we work hard to become a member of the Scourge, we can basically walk sideways in Comoros."

"Damn it, I just hate that my dad isn't Victor."

"It's no use hating him. He who is to die must die... Here it comes... I *!"

"!!!"

A group of Black Bean Sprouts were leaning against the wall discussing Lin Heng's situation. One of them saw that Lin Heng really walked out alive, but when he saw that there were several terrifying creatures following him, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Really..really did he let him get on the line?!"

Everyone hurried forward to ask about the situation inside. According to Lin Heng's own thoughts, it must be luck or something. But after all, it was a cat-and-mouse replacement of the prince, so he could only restore his behavior as much as possible.

"Who are you talking to? I said I can make it happen. Do you think I am the same as you guys? I am the son of Victor. You useless people, follow Nigel in the future and I will make you a Celestial Dragon."

"*,well."

Several people came forward with a grin and complimented Lin Heng, and then immediately led everyone to the deck of the ship to make preparations in advance.

"Not bad, not bad, hahahahaha, Nigel, you really weren't bragging, and it really *screwed* you to get it."

The Celestial Dragon said as he stepped forward and patted Canhu's arm, nodding in praise.

"Haha, so awesome, right? If not me, who else can they rely on? With these guys who are not loved by their parents, they can't even get in the door, let alone these four big guys." Lin Heng said with a sneer on his face.

"What's the situation with the other party? Give me the split cannon and I'll teach them what respect means in a minute."

"You are stupid. You can only fight at close range on a ship. Bullets are blind. If you damage the ship, the consul will chop your head off.

What's the situation?" Tianlong asked the returning scout.

"There are only 34 of us in total. The others are playing in the entertainment areas. The leader on the other side is probably also discussing how to attack us.

We can take advantage of this opportunity to give him a sneak attack, and we can finish them off in ten minutes, and then all the soldiers and slaves will be ours." said the scout.

“Okay, the Hedonist will lead the Kabbalah Warriors in teams of five to block the surrounding passages, and the others will immediately take revenge on those bitches.

Kill them all, except for the real sons. You can kill the rest as you please, just don't leave any alive! Do you understand?"

"understand!"

"leave!"

A mighty group of more than 200 people, armed with long swords, short knives, electro-corroded whips, and other various melee weapons, walked along the corridor towards their destination.

Before Lin Heng could even react, someone stuffed an unused whip of pain into his hand. The venom coated on it was definitely not for killing people. It was clearly some kind of torture instrument.

The poison is not meant to kill, but is made for torture.

"Damn it, just think of it as increasing my own attributes, go ahead, brothers!"

"Hello, please be quiet..."

The crowd divided into 18 groups and headed towards the cabin where the party was being held from all directions. Kabbalah warriors from the opposing team were stationed in the surrounding corridors and on the decks. They became alert when they saw the red shadow passing by.

"Yes... cough!"

A machete hit the opponent's neck, and several figures scattered like red mist, rushing into the corridor. The daggers instantly swept through, and with a rustling sound, the group of Kabbalah guards immediately knelt on the ground, without any breath.

The Tianlong made a gesture, indicating that everyone should occupy the nearby area to prevent the enemy's team from coming to support, and then led the large force to continue moving forward.

"It's bad, Longtou! Those bastards born of a bitch have brought their men into our territory!"

Continuous "bang" knocking sounds were heard, and the Kabbalah warriors outside the door yelled. Dozens of real sons who were working hard to "run" the slaves immediately cried out inwardly that something was wrong, and hurriedly drew their guns and left, opening the cargo boxes and taking out their weapons to prepare for the attack.

"Tell his brothers to come back! Hold on to those beasts. They are finally here. I have been waiting for them for several days. We must make sure they never come back! Call the Nightmare Mercenaries!"

The soldier scrambled to the next room and just as he was about to knock on the door, the hatch opened automatically. Then several battle masters named Nightmare, wearing even more hideous power armor covered with spikes, slowly walked out.

Nightmare, a powerful Dark Eldar warrior, no one can stop him. He has killed countless souls and made Space Marines look like straw dogs.

They had sensed the coming danger, and they had long sensed the appearance of powerful warriors in the surrounding area.

The Kabbalah warriors immediately stepped aside, fearing that they would block the opponent's way forward, because the real warriors were ready to let their swords be stained with blood.