A brief daze, like a moment of distraction.
The next instant, everything went black, and Ejie suddenly rolled sharply to the side.
"BOOM—!"
The black visual barrier was illuminated by the explosion's flames.
Especially at his original position, which now appeared to be smeared with glowing orange-red soil.
In fact, this was the result of the melta bomb's explosion, cooking and melting everything around it.
Ejie didn't linger for even a second to observe this. He had already drawn a black blade and executed a diagonal slash behind him.
He clearly felt the sound of metal tearing and flesh being cut.
Immediately after, he leaped up, his vision widening, and from the corner of his eye saw the body he had slashed now severed at the waist.
It was a misshapen, revolting corpse that had become a vessel for daemons.
Looking around, flashes and explosions occurred intermittently, and chunks of blood flew in all directions.
He remembered that before the dimensional crossing, there had been nearly a hundred surviving soldiers. Now fewer than twenty remained.
Those who survived were all veterans, but facing the seemingly endless daemons before them, they could only struggle a bit longer.
As for these daemons, Ejie knew which Chaos God most of them belonged to.
The pure desire for slaughter, the intense bloodlust, enjoying the killing like madmen—undoubtedly daemons under Khorne's banner.
Suddenly, a sharp, grating sound of metal friction arose, followed by a metal storm sweeping past him.
From behind him, a veteran soldier had activated a weapon comparable to a 21st-century naval close-in weapon system.
The twelve barrels of approximately 20mm caliber were rotating frantically, rapidly glowing orange.
It was unclear whether this was due to the heat generated by the bullets or from the high temperature produced by rapid rotation and air friction.
The weapon, capable of firing over 30,000 rounds per minute, roared past his side, creating air pressure differentials. If a modern human were at this distance, they would absolutely be caught in it and torn to shreds.
So Ejie immediately dropped to the ground, both hands gripping the surface tightly.
Then, the metal storm swept over him.
Through his helmet camera, he clearly saw the demon-possessed bodies, now monstrous in appearance, instantly turn into mists of blood.
Observing something, Ejie immediately rolled over, secured himself, and pointed his melta gun upward.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With rapidly flashing lights, melta rounds released their power twenty meters up at the pitch-black ceiling, hitting monsters crawling on the metal ceiling.
Those with poor eyesight might mistake them for mutated giant spiders, but upon closer inspection, they weren't spiders at all, but rather spider-like monstrosities assembled from human parts.
Each one, extremely ugly and terrifying, had its non-vaporized limb remnants falling down after being hit.
Besides these, numerous wriggling "rice grains" also fell.
So, he wanted to share this "beautiful" scenery with the group members.
He opened the livestream.
The reason for livestreaming was that it might truly allow more functions of the "Multidimensional Channel" to appear.
During A2's war livestream, an energy progress bar had subsequently appeared, though unfortunately it never filled up before the war ended.
Now, as Ejie started the livestream, he also saw this energy bar.
Noting it with a glance, he paid it no further attention. The current situation didn't allow him to divert his focus to this "Multidimensional Channel." He needed to concentrate on the perilous circumstances and escape from them.
...
Mars Vers Empire.
In the princess's room, a blonde young woman sat worrying, unable to properly eat her meal.
"Princess~"
The concerned voice came from a petite girl who appeared around twelve years old—Eddelrittuo, the princess's handmaiden.
These past few days, Eddelrittuo had clearly noticed the princess had something on her mind, often showing a melancholic expression.
A few days ago, the princess had mentioned to her plans to serve as a Martian ambassador, visiting Earth on a goodwill mission to try breaking the ice between the two sides.
Naturally, Eddelrittuo strongly opposed this idea. The princess was, after all, the empire's princess and currently the first in line to succeed the throne. How could she personally go to such a dangerous place as Earth?
One small mistake and she might be taken hostage, unable to return.
Even worse, she might encounter extremists and lose her life.
It was on the afternoon after mentioning this that the princess suddenly began to appear melancholic.
Perhaps the Emperor had rejected the princess's request.
Yes, it was good that he rejected it.
"Eddelrittuo, is it naive of me, as a princess, to want to serve as a goodwill ambassador to Earth?"
"Ah? How could that be?"
"Really?"
As the granddaughter of the first Martian Emperor—Asseylum Vers Allusia—she smiled bitterly.
She had carefully observed her handmaiden's reaction, which was clearly somewhat insincere.
After sighing, Asseylum logged back into the "Multidimensional Channel," wanting to see if the Golden gentleman was online.
Just half a day earlier, A2's world had just been through a war, but unfortunately, it had been nighttime here, and she had been asleep.
When she woke up and logged on, she learned from Black Cat, who was still online, about the war and that the Golden gentleman had participated in it.
Now the war was over, and the Golden gentleman had survived unharmed.
"Eh?"
"What is it, Princess?"
"It's nothing. I'd like to rest now. Would you mind clearing these away?"
"Of course."
So Asseylum sat down on her bed and reentered the chat group consciousness, clicking on the Golden gentleman's avatar to enter his livestream.
The next moment, the livestream popped up, and its image—
Hmm?
This is—!
Asseylum's face instantly turned pale, and her stomach convulsed with nausea that rose to her throat.
Masses of maggots, blood, flesh, rotting meat, what appeared to be organs, broken limbs, and other unidentifiable substances were falling from above.
The next second, a terrifying figure suddenly burst into the frame, nearly frightening her into shock.
Its entire body resembled rotting flesh, with armor that seemed fused to the flesh, grown together, giving the impression that the armor itself was also decaying.
This spider-like monster, barely recognizable as humanoid yet showing numerous human characteristics, opened its massive maw—assembled from parts of multiple severed heads—to bite the back of a man, causing Asseylum to nearly scream out a warning.
But before she could warn him, the person about to be ambushed—the Golden gentleman—seemed to have detected the monster's sneak attack. With a nimble dodge and a swing of his black blade, the monster was nearly dismembered.
In the next second, he pursued further with high-speed slashes, truly cutting it into dozens of pieces.
So Asseylum, relieved, began to take in the full panorama.
Instantly, her face grew even paler.
Was this—hell?
...
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