Nyukrian Lotis cursed, drew his short serrated spear, and threw it back into his enemy's face.
The 'Dan Zero' team began to retreat to the passage behind them. New Crean Rotis was the last one to leave. He pressed the detonation button in his hand.
The next second, the Eldar in the hall heard a terrifying kacha sound coming from above their heads, and then the ceiling exploded. Stones as big as a human head fell from the roof like raindrops, smashing those below who could not dodge into a puddle.
mud.
At the same time, boiling corrosive gas spurted out, burning flesh and bones. The screams of the living and the smell of rotting flesh spread throughout the hall, and chaos spread in the passages.
On the other side, the situation in Typhons is also not good.
"Praise the Father!"
The Lord of the Destruction Fly Nest picked up his scythe and slaughtered the Eldar who dared to step into the command hall.
But soon, he discovered that the main target of the invaders was not here, which meant that they actually discovered the real plan of the Fourteenth Legion - opening the road to Comoros was a cover, and what they really wanted to open was a
The Network Gap can accommodate the passage of the entire Fourteenth Legion fleet.
And this is all due to a powerful witchcraft he deployed in the energy core of the fortress. Judging from the enemy's movements, they are obviously heading towards that.
Typhons knew that he had to get to the core crystal of the fortress as soon as possible.
In the fierce melee, his scythe was stained red by the blood of Ada. The Lord of the Destruction Fly Nest roared and sang Nurgle's filial piety, inspiring the surrounding warriors to fight for their loving father.
The Blight Overlord Terminators gathered around him, forming a small but formidable force, and together they exacted brutal revenge on the invading Eldar.
However, new cracks opened in the parapet, and the night fog continued to pour in, rolling around the ankles of the Plague Marines, making constant hissing sounds.
The prospects are indeed not optimistic.
At the current rate, not only the main structure of the fortress will soon be submerged in this damn fog, but the energy crystal itself will also be submerged - which means that the sorcery to crack the webway's defense mechanism may be destroyed.
If such a disaster occurs, they will be forced to separate from the main force, and even if they are not completely annihilated, they will lose this bridgehead.
This is obviously the goal of the Eldar.
At the same time, as the fortress was further invaded, more beasts raised by the Dark Eldar were also put into the fortress. The Claw Demon and Ugur sniffed the alluring smell of blood in the air, tearing apart in the chaotic fortress.
Rotting prey, the Harlequin hides in the dark and continuously releases rains of bullets that tear apart the flesh.
Typhons soon noticed the withdrawing team of 'Zero'. They broke through the Eldar's lines, leaving behind dozens of mutilated corpses.
"Nukrian Rotis! You guard here, I will lead people to defend the energy crystal!"
"clear!"
The two of them had no more words, because they both knew what their responsibilities were to each other.
The filmmakers of the Frost Star Troupe summoned a storm, guided the energy across their bodies, and released it into the swarm of Nurglings. Half a dozen Nurglings were shattered into ectoplasmic mist by this power.
Subsequently, the film and television actors turned around and provided cover for the troupe director Innokenti.
"The show isn't over yet, our work isn't done yet!"
Even though he was surrounded by surging Nurgle demons and corrupted mortals, Innokenti did not flinch for a moment. He raised his hand and turned around with a heavy blow, slamming the performing rainbow sword into a man with insect limbs.
The face of the terrifying creature knocked the screaming monster away.
But there were still louder and louder moans and the sound of chains being dragged around.
"The passage will be opened soon."
The mime master came over with a bloody scimitar. He was pressing the wound on his neck with one hand. Blood bubbles gushed out from his fingertips, but the amount of bleeding was not large. Although the wound was deep, it was not fatal.
The one who left this wound was a Nurgle warband leader, and now he has been reduced to a harmless puddle of rotten flesh.
The Master of Mime, also known as Alistair, is the leader of the mime actors. He also advises senior incarnations on matters of espionage, politics, war, and art. He is a senior staff member in the troupe.
"Now the servants of the Corruption God must know what we are looking for."
Innokenti has a strong soul, fearlessness and humor - everything that makes the Harlequin Company so special.
He glanced at the actors around him, and then said in an elegant accent:
"It doesn't matter, because Ada will be great again, and Yinsha will shed tears for the warriors under the winter Rhett starlight."
Although Innokenti's words were simple, they boosted the morale of the clowns around him because they knew they were fighting for the rise of the late Ada race.
Unlike most Harlequin troupes that act according to unpredictable prophecies and fragmented hints from the Laughing God, the Frost Star Troupe has had a very clear program of action from the beginning - to save Lady Yin Sha, and to revive the entire Eldar race.
temple.
It is said that this concept originated from the fact that one of the founders of the troupe was the daughter of the last Yin Sha, but no one can confirm this statement. However, although the goal is more special than other troupes, Frost Star still believes in the Laughing God, but they think that the Laughing God
The Pantheon cannot be rebuilt, only the goddess Yinsha can do it.
In fact, in terms of goals, there is nothing wrong with their direction. However, when it comes to the execution stage, their behavior will appear a little weird - in human terms, it is quite disgusting.
The Frost Star Troupe only cares about the eventual revival of the Eldar. They regard other species in the galaxy as useless pests. The cruel mischief that follows has caused the Human Empire, the Tau Empire and countless small xenos empires to suffer.
Endless disasters.
Those armies that often trust these colorfully clad Eldar warriors to be their allies have discovered more than once that the enemies of their enemies are never their friends. For thousands of years, the actors of this troupe have made the hive worlds famous.
The reactor was overloaded, causing the huge space battleship to fall into the abyss of subspace without protection, turning the originally promising victory into a loss for both parties - these are the Frost Star Troupe standing in the virgin world on the eastern edge of the Milky Way.
A joke of death sent in the name of the Laughing God Silego.
The clowns gathered around the troupe leader after a bitter battle, each dripping with blood and exhausted, but full of confidence in their goal.
In order to get here, I have made too many sacrifices.
"Follow me, we are very close."
The procession continued, and they entered a vaulted chamber whose walls were lined with rows of narrow, nailed cages, each carved with symbols of Chaos, where the howling Eldar souls were trapped.
In it, they struck furiously against their restraints, but to no avail.
The floor of the room was full of holes, and more screams of pain came from the holes - it seemed that only depravity full of torture and cruelty remained here.