When Tenzin Zunzhu helped Garmo Zejie up, his armor was still smoking.
Garmo Zejie felt as if his head had been hit hard. It was beyond his expectation that the thing could release an anti-psychic field at close range. If there weren't other people around to cover it, something might have happened.
He stood up and looked around. Everyone was firing in different directions, their faces illuminated by the muzzle flames.
The Eldar also rushed in, and many Chaos Space Marines fell down. Even after they died, their bodies were stacked on top of each other after they were surrounded back to back. The scene was very tragic.
"Don't be wary! We have to get out!"
When he ran again, the rest of the people followed him, but running blindly is ridiculous, they must have the right direction, and there is no chance of trial and error.
Garmo Zejie activated his psychic energy again. Although he could only vaguely see the future situation, it was enough.
"At three o'clock, a slope!"
he shouted.
"across!"
He dashed across the room and up the ramp. Halfway there, he looked back. The rest of the men were still firing. The darkness around them was filled with the reflection of Spindle Drone's husk. A Phantom Warrior was being dragged screaming.
Out of sight, disappeared under a wave of swaying limbs.
Their psychic powers are of no use here.
"Stop fighting! I don't want to do it a third time! Let's go!"
Garmo Zejie once again used his psychic power crazily, and the raging subspace tide surged out from the gap opened by the Snow Lotus Blade. If it were elsewhere, this might cause a disaster.
But this is the Blackstone Fortress, and the subspace rift healed quickly, only blowing away a swarm of drones.
In the end, there were less than two hundred people left who rushed up the ramp. They fought all the way, fighting for survival, and the remains of many beasts and drones rolled down to both sides.
Garmo Zejie was the first to climb to the top of the slope to see what was behind him. He staggered to a stop, muttering a curse, and the snow lotus blade in his hand hung feebly.
The next room was empty, as large as the previous one, with a crystal spire on the ceiling, facing the port area.
Starlight poured down from the window glass, allowing him to clearly see the scene outside. In the void, huge Eldar warships were firing. The most conspicuous one was an Ark World, which was Garmo Zejie.
The largest battleship I have ever seen, and the chaos battleships hiding under the extended arms of the black stone are burning, breaking, and tumbling.
In this case, even if he returns to the ship, there is a high probability that he will not be able to leave. Garmo Zejie looked at the Snow Lotus Blade in his hand. He could use the subspace to escape, but others could not leave. He was also included here.
He is a subordinate and apprentice whom he values very much, and if he escapes alone, his dream of dividing up the pirate legacy will no longer be necessary.
In this maelstrom, his trip would be in vain, and he would have to pay for it with a group of direct descendants.
How could he be willing to do so!?
But the power is stronger than the people, and he may have to pay for it if he doesn't leave. Although he has the Snow Lotus Blade and doesn't take the Eldar in his eyes, he is not arrogant enough to think that he can fight against an entire Arkworld.
Garmo Zejie could only hold back his anger, and looked back at the people running up one after another, and then fixed his gaze on Tenzin Zunzhu. Although he is a new recruit, he is currently the most talented young man in the group.
, is also the disciple taught by Garmo Zejie himself, and this is the only person he must take away.
"Tenzin, come here!"
"Yes, Khenpo!"
Tenzin Zunzhu quickly ran to Garmo Zejie, but the other party put his hand on his shoulder and whispered:
"Stabilize your mind for a while and remember the techniques I teach you about how to travel through subspace."
Tenzin Zunzhu was surprised at first, and then nodded, he knew what the other party was going to do.
Just when Garmo Zejie raised his hand and prepared to swing his knife, a wolf howl suddenly burst into everyone's hearts.
The sudden burst of howls swept across the two dimensions of real space and subspace, and the brute force overwhelmed the perception of every psyker and Eldar. Garmo Zejie yelled and dropped his weapon, and Lord Tenzin
Zhu curled up in pain and twitched violently.
Even the spirit tribes fell to their knees.
"what is that!?"
In pain, Tenzin Zunzhu shouted.
"Khenpo! I feel like something is biting through my soul! Oh my God! Is it some evil god!?"
"No, it's not the Destruction Power. Something is coming!"
Garmo Zejie was one of the few who did not fall. He picked up the Snow Lotus Blade to support himself and gasped.
"It has extremely powerful power! What is it!? What is it that can be so unparalleled! I can't imagine what it is!?"
As he spoke, he used the power of the Snow Lotus Blade to try to force the pain out of his mind. Although Tenzin Zunzhu had recovered somewhat, he still knelt beside him, with blood gurgling from his ears.
"What could it be?"
"I don't know, but it's wild, cold, violent and ruthless."
At this time, Garmo Zejie saw the Eldar fleet turning, as if it was frightened by some enemy. Then an Eldar cruiser suddenly exploded, and a huge gray beast passed through its wreckage.
Ermo Zejie's eyes widened, and he almost thought he was dreaming.
"This is...the Queen of Glory!!!"
"Queen of Glory??"
Tenzin Zunzhu was dumbfounded. He had only heard of this kind of ship in legends.
"You can't go wrong. I can't go wrong with this look."
"Then which legion does this belong to?"
Garmo Zejie's eyes widened, and his eyes were covered with a layer of white frost, and then his sight penetrated through the layers of space and reached the distant battleship.
At this moment, he seemed to be standing in front of a gray, moving mountain range. It had highly militarized elements that all warships in the modern empire did not have. There were no unnecessary decorations or various weird buildings, only magnificent cannons and flashes of light.
The equipment, the gray iron-colored armor is like the eternal frost of the dead world.
Suddenly, something flashed across his eyes, and Garmo Zejie quickly concentrated his attention.
He saw it, it was a ferocious wolf head and a number VI.
This made his whole body tremble for a moment, and he took a deep breath, and then whispered in a voice of excitement and fear:
"I know what it is, the Primarch of the Sixth Legion. Leman Russ!"
"ah!"
Tenzin Zunzhu was also shocked.
"Kenpo, is this the glorious queen of the Space Wolves? Leman Russ is here? Hasn't he disappeared for ten thousand years!?"
"Only him and only him"
Garmo Zejie narrowed his eyes and murmured:
"Even the original body is here. This maelstrom seems really interesting, but it is also too dangerous. I'm afraid our current strength is not enough to participate in such a game."
Then he turned around and said excitedly to everyone:
"Our good luck has come! Everyone board the ship immediately! Taking advantage of the Eldar's opportunity to deal with this Queen of Glory, we evacuate quickly! Head to New Badab!"
"Is this the Queen of Glory?"
Vengar, who was not affected much because he had no psychic talent, looked into the distance with a look of astonishment. They did not have Garmo Zejie's ability, but they could only vaguely see a ship crossing the Eldar battle line.
"We'll talk about other things later! Let's go! The Primarch has shown up, Huron will not survive! The Eldar will not be easy either! The gods are protecting us!"
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