The oppressive silence was crumpled and trampled by the deafening roar of the shot, which was echoed by the grave bells. Heavy cannonballs described curved arcs flying out of the black holes of the Spire windows and leaving behind a poisonous smoke plume. With the creak of rusty wheels, multi-barrel chemthrowers were approaching us, literally dissolving everything in their path. And then they came, silent veterans with cursed pikes in their ossified hands. Ghostly banners fluttered emitting a faint glow, although there was no wind.
Here is the second part of the plague cultists of the fallen Spire. A few strong hand-to-hand veterans, which will become a more difficult challenge for players compared to ordinary zombies, and heavy artillery capable of scattering anyone in its path to shreds. And also a strange hybrid of a machine and bloated flesh accompanied by mechanical bugs.
Graham Wright
2023-07-30 08:36:18 +0000 UTCDas Pelf
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