Chapter 550: Is it a Demon?

On the other side, after Ignar rescued the six survivors from the hooks, he attempted to communicate with them.

Five of the survivors were completely unable to respond to what Ignar said, and the last young girl was trying to use her severed fingers to pry out the iron hook between her collarbones when Ignar asked her.

"Hey, little girl, do you know of any other places nearby where survivors like you are being held?"

After five or six seconds, when Ignar thought this girl, like the other survivors, had suffered a mental breakdown and could not communicate normally.

This girl extended her limb, which was only a stump, and when it touched the Salamanders mark on Ignar's shoulder pad, her chapped lips trembled as she spat out blurred syllables.

"... I... I... I know..."

Ignar was stunned; he had not expected that this girl could not only speak but also knew the location of other places where survivors were being held. This was truly an unexpected joy.

"Hello, girl, my name is Ignar, and I am an Angel of the Emperor. Rest assured, those Aliens who harmed you have been punished; you are safe now. Can you tell me your name?"

Ignar did not immediately ask for the location where the survivors were being held; for him, this was nothing, but for this poor child, it was a past hell!

"Xiu... Xiumini, that... that breeding... breeding ground has... has... an archway... where the ruins are... there are also... Humans inside..."

"Very good, girl, you did great. Thank you for the intelligence you provided; your bravery will save more people!"

Ignar reached out and touched Xiumini's forehead, saying in a calm tone.

Subsequently, Ignar relayed this intelligence through the communication channel to the other Salamanders Space Marines who were currently exchanging fire with the Aliens.

The cages inside the factory were opened by Shantan and Ignar. The clue obtained from Sheng Wolun was that as long as they did not leave the breeding ground factory, the Beast Mark on them would not be triggered.

If there were survivors who needed to be transferred to other breeding grounds, the Orcs would also apply a Temporary Shielding Rune to their marks, allowing them to be transferred quickly.

"There are about 【number】 people, only 13 of whom can communicate normally."

Shantan stood in the very center of the breeding ground, looking at the gathered survivors. After asking around, he discovered that only a very small portion of people could still communicate normally; the others were more like walking corpses at the mercy of others.

Just then, the noisy sounds of Orcs came from outside; judging by the commotion, there were quite a few Orcs arriving.

That roar, which penetrated deep into the marrow, caused even those survivors whose eyes had lost their luster to show a trace of agitation.

Ignar felt Xiumini behind him touch his Power Armor with her severed fingers. Looking back, he discovered that the fear in the girl's eyes could not be hidden at all.

"Rest assured, those Aliens will not hurt you again."

Ignar reached out to remove Xiumini's severed fingers from the Power Armor and comforted her.

"Mm."

The two Salamanders Space Marines approached the gate of the breeding ground factory one after the other. Ignar, walking in front, had already aimed his flamer forward; if it was a Green Skin Alien that appeared, he would let those Aliens know the Emperor's wrath.

The roaring outside quickly turned into screams, and even the gate was pierced by bolter rounds.

Soon, it became quiet outside, with only a few heavy footsteps approaching the gate.

As the gate gradually opened, Ignar, holding the flamer, retracted the raised weapon after seeing who it was.

"How many survivors are here?"

A silver-white figure walked into the factory first. After seeing the surrounding environment, he cursed under his breath.

"Heretic filth everywhere!"

Seeing Taigehe'er and the two Salamanders Space Marines walk into the factory, Shantan spoke up to answer.

"About 【number】 people. It's up to you; disconnect the marks on them from the factory."

"Rest assured, I am very skilled at this kind of Task."

Taigehe'er nodded and said, following behind Shantan.

Seventh Defense Zone Inner City Priest Academy.

After Chongmingdi and Dongnuowu waited to no avail, they had the Priest Apprentice in the Communication Tower keep an eye out for messages from the Ninth Defense Zone, and then the two returned to the Orc Priest Academy in the Inner City.

Nowadays, only the two of them remained as Orc Priests; the rest were all Priest Apprentices.

"Hmph, those Two-legged Sheep are truly dawdling. They haven't replied to such an obvious message even now; they are truly stupid to the core!"

Dongnuowu leaned his crutch against the side and took off his Priest Changpao, revealing green-skinned muscles, which also had some Totem War Marks on them.

Chongmingdi toyed with a human skeleton on the side and said with a smile on his lips.

"Don't be impatient. The Two-legged Sheep are in internal chaos; it really takes some time to unify their opinions."

Dongnuowu walked shirtless to an Altar cast from the skulls of Two-legged Sheep.

"I actually thought they had become a bit stronger. If they can't even make this decision well, I doubt they would be crushed directly by the Demons."

Chongmingdi dragged his sharp nails across a railing made from the spine of a human, and dark green mucus was dripping onto the floor through the gaps in the railing.

"Let's wait a bit longer. The Two-legged Sheep need some time to think and weigh the pros and cons. Look at this necklace."

Chongmingdi suddenly tugged at the Bone Necklace in his hand, and the twenty-plus human finger bones clattered with a crisp sound.

His dark green pupils reflected the Orcs' Bone Necklace, and he recalled.

"Before I made this necklace, the Two-legged Sheep of this finger bone seemed to be a soldier."

Dongnuowu kicked over a skull on the side that was burning with fire, and the moment the fire came out, it was retracted by Dongnuowu.

"Until now, their troops have been advancing, constantly attacking our territory!"

He roared and tore open the Two-legged Sheep skin curtain on the wall.

"Those Demons won't give us any time to breathe! I originally thought they would take at most a few hours, but I didn't expect that a whole day has passed! F***!"

Chongmingdi suddenly flung the Bone Necklace at Dongnuowu. Dongnuowu impatiently crushed the Bone Necklace, and the splashing bone fragments scratched Dongnuowu's cheek.

"Be patient, old friend."

Dark yellow saliva seeped between Chongmingdi's teeth, revealing a strange and ferocious smile.

"Look on the bright side, maybe the two teams will collide and break out into a battle before they even reach the Seventh Defense Zone?"

Dongnuowu's nostrils twitched, and just as he wanted to say something, he heard a burst of gunfire coming from the Inner City.

Chongmingdi also withdrew his smile and said in a grave tone.

"What kind of weapon sound is this? I remember our big guns don't sound like this..."

Chongmingdi had just finished speaking when he heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground one after another, followed by the eruption of intense gunfire.

"What happened?"

The two had just walked out of the room when they saw a tall, pitch-black figure wearing green Armor, about 5 meters in height, brandishing a Warhammer, smashing a Beast Race warrior into pulp, and charging into the Priest Academy.

Its glowing red eyes scanned the surroundings, making the two shudder with fear.

Chong Mingdi saw this scene and muttered to himself.

"Could it be... a Demon?"