After trapping Soshiyang, a pair of slender and gentle hands touched his shoulders and neck. At the same time, the banshee's head was close to his ear, whispering in a snake-like hissing voice. Soshiyang tried to break away,
But his arms were caught by the opponent's snake tail on both sides of his body.
"What a sweet victory this is. You will be my proudest trophy. Is there anything else you want to say?"
Soshyan stared at the other person with cold eyes and spoke a series of words with his lips.
"Your voice is too soft for me to hear——"
Suddenly, the banshee seemed to feel the magic of this word. It screamed and hid in the sky, but the spiral flames had already risen and knocked it down from the sky.
Looking at the charred and struggling body on the ground, Soshiyang's sword fell vertically, cutting off the unnatural flesh and bones.
However, the sky suddenly exploded at this time, and Soshiyang saw a large handful of silk threads wrapped around the body of the banshee on the ground. A trembling shadow was dragged out from the gradually melting body, howling and being pulled into the air. The whole world was shaken.
Dyeed deep purple.
"You are too rude, Soshyan Alexey."
A loud and gentle voice, restless and steady, both male and female came from the sky.
"Like all the choices you face in your destiny, you never think about them carefully, do you?"
Who is speaking?
This was Soshyan's first thought, but he soon knew that there could only be one place like this.
The syllables were strung together into words and turned into a name, a dream-like name. It was obscure and elusive. Just saying it was enough to make countless souls scream. At this time, it was worming out of his throat like a worm.
out.
"Slaanesh..."
The last syllable blurted out, and the world fell into silence.
Suddenly, golden rain began to fall in the sky.
A bright purple moon hung in the sky, everything had stopped, and the only sounds were the buzzing of the remaining Soshyan armor and the boiling hiss of blood on the blade.
Gradually, the bright purple moon was covered by a cold golden sun.
In the complete silence, a subtle cracking sound suddenly sounded, and the entire world began to collapse from the earth to the sky, gradually breaking into small pieces.
Until everything disappeared from his eyes, Soshyan only heard a gentle sigh.
"Captain Soshyan?"
Soshyan felt someone shake his shoulder violently. He turned his head and saw the worried face of Santo Joel who had taken off his helmet.
"are you OK?"
"I......."
He was stunned for a moment, as if he still hadn't gotten over the feeling of dislocation.
Then he nodded subconsciously.
"...I'm fine."
"You were suddenly swallowed by a black ball just now. I was just about to find a think tank to rescue you, but after a few seconds the black ball disappeared again."
"It was just a trick of the devil. I have killed it."
"That's good, the other demons have disappeared."
Soshyan glanced around and saw that there was indeed no demon left. The soldiers were using flames to clear away some traces left by the demon.
At this time, Rogers also came over.
"Chapter Commander, there is news from Captain Lothar that the movement of the hulk has stopped, the Mechanicus has stabilized it again, and the demons besieging the frontline command post have also disappeared, Captain Ustad
Losses are being counted."
Soshiyang was still a little uneasy because of everything just now, so he nodded and said:
"I know, then hurry up and bring your things back."
Since there were no demons, the subsequent operations went very smoothly, and they quickly returned to the frontline command post.
At this time, the place was already in a mess, with roadblocks made of damaged machines everywhere. The walls could still be cleaned to see scorched stains and blood stains, showing the intensity of the previous battle.
"Mark, send these things back to the Eternal Loyalty, and ask Dietrian and the others to open the boxes immediately, analyze the contents, and classify them."
"yes!"
Once stc is found, the entire hulk operation is basically completed. All that's left is to see how it ends.
Should we directly destroy the entire hulk, or dismantle it to see if we can recover Mechanical Ark?
If you want to dismantle and recycle the Ark, it will be a big project. In order to protect the integrity of the Mechanical Ark, you cannot use ship-based lasers for violent segmentation. You can only send a large number of servitors and technicians to perform detailed cutting inside, which is very time-consuming.
Effortless.
So Soshyan left this decision to the Mechanicus themselves. After all, although the Mechanic Ark is good, it is the heart of the Mechanicus and others must not get involved, otherwise it will arouse the hostility of the entire Mechanicus.
But just when Soshyan directed everyone to dismantle the remaining equipment of the frontline command post and prepared to return to the Eternal Loyalty to wait for the STC analysis results, he received a piece of news that caught him off guard.
And it was Kayon who told him the news.
"The Astropath just received an urgent communication from Nessen 4. The Dark Eldar attacked the monastery fortress not long ago... and kidnapped Lady Veronica."
"What!?"
For a moment, Soshyan's entire mind went blank——
Just when Soshyan received the news, the Dark Eldar surprise attack team had returned to the twisted port of Comoros, causing a commotion in the streets. Various conspiracy groups began to fight in the streets for unknown reasons, leaving many
The uninformed Dark Eldar and alien mercenaries were confused.
They don't know that all this comes from a precious "cargo".
As an Eldar War Witch, Veronica doesn't need to sleep most of the time, so she rarely dreams.
After all, a dream needs sleep to accommodate it and anchor its image in her mind. At least she can't remember the last time she truly experienced the taste of sleep.
Most of her nights were spent observing someone—
But now, without those familiar smells, she wasn't sure whether she was dreaming or not.
Veronica knelt in the flowing mist, the surrounding environment was blurry and deep. She tried to stand up countless times, but was blocked by an invisible force majeure.
Suddenly, the center of Veronica's body was suddenly pressured, forcing her to arch her back and spit out a stream of dark green air into the air.
Then the oily liquid dispersed into different shapes and disappeared in the mist around her, but she still couldn't see or touch it.
The shapes swirled and turned into ugly, grinning things.
They scratched at the air and whispered a name.
Isha…
Isa...
Isa...
Veronica's head was dizzy, but she still tried to cheer herself up.
This time, she stood up unsteadily, but she couldn't feel anything under her feet.
The dizziness made her feel like she was floating in deep water, and the figures jumping on the ground like urchins got closer and closer. Veronica could hear their laughter, like needlepoints piercing her skin.
She tried to blink, and then the shapes disappeared.
Then, a cold touch came from her feet, and she finally realized that she had returned to reality.
"I'm-"
She lowered her head and glanced at what she was wearing. It was an ancient priest's robe. It was light green in color, with branch-like patterns on the edges. The central axis of the robe was woven with silver silk thread to form a large leafy tree.
Then she looked around again and found herself in a room full of ancient Eldar features, with many decorations she had only seen in historical books.
The door to the room was open. Veronica hesitated for a moment and walked towards the door barefoot.
However, she stopped at the door because everything in front of her was too shocking——