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Skarrexx sits on a high throne made of intricate machinery and rock, resembling an unstable yet wondrous chaotic neural network. His body is unusually large, far exceeding the typical size of a Skaven, giving off an oppressive presence.
He wears a tightly fitted leather armor adorned with runes and symbols emitting an ominous glow, all marking his warlord status and formidable power. His armor is stained with numerous unknown liquids and smudges, evidently bearing witness to countless battles and rituals.
More striking is the towering helmet on his head, cast from an unknown metal and adorned with twisted decorations resembling beast horns. This helmet not only adds a barbaric and noble air to him, but also evokes the shadow of ancient civilizations. The front of the helmet has a movable visor, currently in an open position, revealing his sharp and cunning gaze.
His eyes reveal a deep and unfathomable evil and cunning, as if he is constantly plotting how to more effectively carry out his schemes. However, when he sees John and the other team members intruding into his territory, a hint of disdain appears in his eyes, as if he does not care about these intruders. He sits on the throne, lightly caressing a massive sword placed beside him, as if he is ready to face the impending challenge.
Skitterik, this Skaven warlord, let out a mad howl as if drawing chaotic power from the depths of the earth. He picked up the shield and greatsword placed aside. These were no ordinary weapons. The runes on the shield emitted an evil light, as if a piece of hell had been embedded by the chaos gods; the greatsword was even more terrifying, with chaotic runes that were chilling, as if each strike was tainted with madness from another dimension.
"Charge forward, tear them apart!" Skitterik's voice sounded like an evil wind blowing from the abyss, loudly commanding the ratman army.
For an hour, a large horde of Skaven swarmed in like a flood, as if an unstoppable force of evil. Their eyes were filled with madness, as if servants of chaos, single-mindedly seeking to carry out their dark master's commands.
John shouted, "Quick, take cover! These guys are not just ordinary rat-men!"
Taktron acted swiftly, creating another White phosphorus grenade in his hand. But this time was different; he injected more energy into the projectile, making it much larger than before, almost reaching its limit.
"Everyone, be careful! This will be more intense than usual!" Taktron warned, then forcefully threw the White phosphorus grenade towards the surging rat-man legion.
White phosphorus grenade is like a blazing star fallen to the earth, and upon impact, it immediately triggers a powerful firestorm. The raging fire reaches several yards high, resembling a massive wall of fire cutting through the darkness. In this firestorm, the rat people emit cries and wails, their bodies contorting and burning in the flames until they turn to ashes.
This chaotic battle of fire temporarily gives the main characters a chance to catch their breath, but they know deep down that this underground war is far from over.
As the firelight and gun smoke danced in the dark corners of the underground city, the Skavens, serving as cannon fodder, struggled in agony in this sea of fire, ultimately falling one by one. But at that moment, a dark figure suddenly rushed out from the depths - it was Sklarekx, a well-equipped warlord of the Skaven, wielding a giant sword and shield.
His giant sword was imbued with a layer of dark energy, and the shield was filled with chaotic runes, clearly indicating that he was not a benevolent being. Sklarekx roared, raising both sword and shield, and charged fiercely towards Karenmu.
Karenmu tightly gripped his sacred warhammer, facing the fierce attacks of Sklaraix. He struggled to defend himself with the warhammer and shield. As the warhammer clashed with the giant sword, sparks flew, and a heavy force almost knocked him off balance. But he did not give up. Instead, he began silently reciting the incantations of the mechanical teachings. The enhancement and protection systems on his body were immediately activated, and a golden light surrounded him, providing additional protection.
Alixia swiftly drew her elegant melee weapon, a slender but extremely sharp elven longsword. She agilely maneuvered to the side and behind Sklaraix, focusing on attacking his unprotected areas. The blade swiftly pierced and retracted like a venomous snake, each strike taking a piece of flesh and blood.
John then raised his energy pistol, firmly aiming at the vital parts of Sklarex, firing energy bullets one after another, in order to cover for Karenmu and give him more time and space to deal with this powerful enemy.
"Taktron, quickly find this guy's weakness!" John urgently commanded through the communicator.
Taktron quickly activated his high-tech device and began analyzing Sklarix's tactics and equipment. A glint appeared in his eyes. "I found it, his necklace. It's filled with chaotic energy. We must take it away so he loses that evil power," Taktron reported in a tense and rapid tone.
John immediately activated the communicator and conveyed the tactical assignments. "Karenmu, concentrate firepower on his legs. I will cover you. Alixia, once he loses balance, it's your turn to go grab the necklace."
Taktron took out a few small smoke bombs from his equipment bag and handed them to John. "Use this, it will be helpful."
John nodded and said loudly to Taktron, "Activate the thermal imager, prepare for action." Then he quickly threw the smoke bomb, landing directly at the feet of Sklaraikex.
The smoke bomb exploded instantly, filling the entire space with thick smoke. Sklarex was surrounded by the smoke, falling into a brief state of confusion and unease.
"Now!" John shouted.
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