It was just a door, and the distance between the monk Feng Wuyi and the Demon Hunter was only half a meter away. He watched Xu Yichen's back disappear like a TV screen with a bad signal.

No? Again?

The monk glanced at the maliciously slim tentacles behind him and the rising water level, and rushed into the cabin where the Demon Hunter had just disappeared. Then, as he thought, there was no Demon Hunter there at all.

The enemies in a whole cabin were wearing armor and their bodies were swelling, like corpses that had been soaked for a long time. Their skin was hung on the muscles that were shaking violently due to crazy twitching. The thick fat under the skin had rotted into fur-like existences, and were hosting a large number of parasites.

They were once humans, but now they have been imprisoned forever in their own corpses, broken again and again, and reborn by the comfort number again and again.

This is the eternal slavery and punishment of the comforter. They are the culprits of the comforter being sunk, and the crew members who were drowned together when the comforter sank.

Their origins are like background music, surrounding them, so that any enemy who sees them will know what kind of crimes they have committed to be punished so cruelly.

"I'm in big trouble, right?" The monk smiled bitterly. He glanced at the nails that were long on the upper half of his finger, then looked at the thick fat and armor on the rotten corpses, silently took off the finger tiger and threw it on the ground.

If this is the final outcome of those navies, Feng Wuyi knew that he had the responsibility and obligation to bring back their bodies and souls intact. No one should bear such suffering, even his enemies.

"I hope I won't get any indescribable disease!" The monk's muscles were tense, his strength was caused by his heart, and his anger moved with his fist: "You Mr. Feng is here to treat you!"

Xu Yichen felt a trance when he passed through the gate. He immediately turned around and looked at the monk, but the gate behind him had disappeared, leaving him with only a sealed wooden wall.

The mouse, which was bigger than a cat, exposed its internal organs and poked its head out of several rotten corpses struggling to get up. He bared his teeth at the demon hunter in dissatisfaction, as if he was blaming the other party for disturbing his eating time.

As the rotten sailors stood up, the mice swaggered away from the deck and entered the invisible hole.

Xu Yichen had had enough of this broken ship full of space traps and rotten corpses. He could see that the Lord of Plague had spent some time on this ship. For Nurg, the existence of this ship might be more like a LEGO toy obtained by chance, but that's all.

Before the corrupt crew members reacted, the Demon Hunter activated his [War Disaster] sword, and savagely saw a large hole that could pass through on the wall behind him. He had never considered that he would probably break the hull if he did this, and the sea water might burst in at any time.

Wall after wall, cabin after cabin. Perhaps there are countless cabins inside the Comfort Number to hide dirt, but Xu Yichen doesn't care. If there is anything he learned from the Grey Knight, it is that you must be stubborn enough when facing the Chaos Enemy.

Even if the path you insist on is wrong, you will continue to implement it stubbornly, because no matter what, that plan is much better than the solution proposed by the Chaos Demons. In the world of the Gray Knight, they paid countless prices to understand this truth.

Say less, think less, do more, kill more until the other party or you collapse first. Usually you collapse first, but there are always some special existences among countless creatures. In the world of the Gray Knight, they are called monks Astartes and space warriors.

And in this world, Xu Yichen is convinced that his name is the political commissar and the demon hunter.

"Master, we can't stop him!" Another corrupt sailor rushed into Acharn's restaurant in anger and knelt on a pile of rotten meat. This was the rest of the unlucky guy who came to disturb Acharn's meal.

"Useless stuff..." Archarn frowned and drank the extremely disgusting cup of blood, but found a dead mouse at the bottom of the cup. Even Archarn almost couldn't stand this mockery from a higher dimension!

He angrily threw the cup at the sailor who reported the news. The huge force made the cup smash the sailor's head with a whistling sound, and then continued to fly to the wall behind the sailor.

"Boom!" A black figure broke through the wall, stood there very sharply, and steadily caught the cup with one hand.

"Acharn!" The demon hunter's voice squeezed out from his teeth coldly. Without confirmation, he knew almost immediately that the enemy in front of him was the target they had been looking for for a long time.

A feeling of disgust from the heart made Xu Yichen feel uncomfortable all over, and it felt like he was standing naked next to a pervert.

Xu Yichen didn't know how he felt like this, but he was sure that beating his dog head would definitely solve the problem.

"I don't know why, but when I see you, I feel uncomfortable." Acharn stood up from the throne made of his rotten flesh and slowly pulled out a bone arrow made of the human spine from behind: "So, you're dead!"

Acharn opened his mouth, and a violent storm mixed with countless plagues and flies gushed towards the Demon Hunter!

The [Pure Fire] on Xu Yichen spontaneously protected him, but under the violent plague of the other party, the silver flame was almost extinguished.

The indescribable stench made him suffocate. After countless brothers and sisters were burned to death, the plague flies finally had the opportunity to touch his face. The defense bonus brought by [Bathing Divine Blood] became his last line of defense, and his sharp mouthpart failed to break through the Demon Hunter's defense.

However, countless small scars were bitten from the black coat, making Xu Yichen look embarrassed.

"It's interesting." This is the first time Diderick has seen a player who can compete with him. Since being blessed by Chaos, he feels like he has turned on the Invincible Hang. Over time, he seems a little bored, and the enemy in front of him has made him regain the long-lost fun.

Of course, what attracted him more was the aura in the other person's body that was almost the same root and origin, and the other person seemed to have received the blessing of chaos.
Chapter completed!