Jaenzar has shown her worries more than once, but her mentor, the First Phoenix, seems to be more concerned about the current fate of the race. This cannot be said to be wrong, but she always feels that things must be prepared for a rainy day, because this creature has shown enough
threatening.
Perhaps humans can still stand in front of these creatures, but if humans are swallowed up, then Ada's fate will also be swallowed up...
She talked about this with another friend of hers, and he thought she was a bit unfounded, maybe, but that was also the reason why she chose to help Veronica. No matter what she thought of that person, at least she recognized that his eyes were
In the long run, the Ada race has no second chance to make mistakes.
But anyway, they arrived too late to save it.
"It's all destroyed."
The sharp-edged bishop came to her side and spoke in a trill of cold fury.
"Look, every soul stone has been taken away...or broken into pieces. These greenskins have defiled this place."
Jarn Zhar didn't want to point out that she was blaming the greenskins just to find someone to vent to, because the greenskins did deserve to die, even if they were not the culprits of this tragedy.
There are traces of green skins everywhere in the Prophet's Dome, as well as half-burned remains. It can be seen that they must have used this place as a gathering point before.
"Make these filthy vermin pay."
Momo Storm holds the spear tightly, and can feel the distance between himself and the Banshee Song. It is the continuous and passionate melody that connects all the howling banshees. It is also the melody that drives them to
Killing in the name of Kane.
Soon, dense and heavy footsteps appeared in front, and the Phoenix Lord felt the war song shouting from her throat, and she hardened her heart into a hard sharp blade.
The scraping sound became louder and louder, and then a large group of greenskins rushed out. They deployed a simple trap, first putting the enemy into their own territory, and then surrounding them. This is a common tactic used by greenskin pirates.
They are more cunning than most of their kind.
“Chop these thin bean sprouts!”
The first mate of the pirate group raised his machete high and let out a roar that shook the dome.
The greenskins surged forward, the guns in their hands emitting bright firelight, illuminating their scarlet eyes and protruding fangs.
The howling banshees flashed around, then threw the darts in their hands. Each of these high-speed sharp blades could pierce the throats of two or three greenskins before returning to the hands of the female warriors.
And their Phoenix Lord, facing the roaring green tide, just flicked the fluttering black hair, and the three-edged boomerang tied to the end of the hair dragged the black tail flame across the air, pierced, and cut off.
Everything in the path, including wraithbone ruins and greenskins, headed straight for the greenskin first mate.
"What a weird thing!"
The green-skinned first mate was startled, and quickly swung his machete to try to shoot the thing away, but the moment the two weapons collided, the boomerang flew back and landed in Jaen Zar's hand.
At the same time, a large number of greenskins swarmed in front of the howling banshees and attacked them with crude weapons.
The Howling Banshees responded with ear-piercing screams, sound waves spurting out from their angry face of Khaine, instantly tearing apart the flesh and blood of those green-skinned people, breaking apart their bones, and filling them with bloody spores.
Diffuse in the air.
Some boys realized that they were about to be slaughtered, so they turned around and tried to escape, but the greenskins that followed blocked their escape route.
Shrill screams boiled in the hall, and the fear of death spread like a virus among the beasts.
Jaenzar felt a pulse of joy, and the bass that echoed in the depths of her soul turned into a high treble. She stopped thinking about those races or great causes for the time being. She just wanted to sing the song of death.
"That shit! Don't mess with it! Don't mess with it! It's just a few chirping thin noodles! Hold on! Get it on me! If anyone steps back, I'll stick a knife into its butt hole!!"
The first mate worked hard to maintain order, constantly beating the boys who tried to turn back with machetes. The elite gang members also used their battle axes and shields to try to drive back the swift and windy banshees.
Suddenly, it heard a burst of tearing flesh and screams. When she turned her head and looked around, she saw that the guy who had thrown the boomerang at her had come again. At this time, the black hair on her towering helmet seemed to be stimulated.
Flying up, the spear in her hand gave off a strange light, and her movements were as fast as a black lightning. Wherever she went, there were only flying heads and broken bodies, as well as blood and screams splashing into the sky.
.
The first mate didn't want to be touched by that spear anyway.
Fortunately, he had a plan. He nodded to the mechanic boy on the side, who began to control a huge gravity cannon. This thing was best suited for dealing with such fast things, although it was also easy to cause accidental damage.
But before the mechanic could prepare his weapon, a short scream came out of its mouth. The first mate turned around and saw a bright claw piercing out from the center of the mechanic's forehead. I don't know when there was another one on its back.
A thin noodle wearing light blue armor, it carried something like a shell on its back, and the narrow eyepieces on its pointed mask revealed a cold light.
When the opponent pulled out the sharp blade, the mechanic leaned back, and blood, flesh and brains flowed out of the wound.
At the same time, the first mate immediately pulled out his pistol and shot at the thing, but the opponent disappeared directly on the spot. It did not know that the thing was called a dimensional spider, but it sensed danger.
"Fight quickly! Fight quickly!"
Its reminder came too late. The Dark Death launched their deadly weapons, and a series of micro-bombs exploded. A thunderous rumble spread throughout the grand hall, and a large white snow-like fragment of spiritual bones slanted down.
Below, dozens of sluggish farts who were too slow to escape were buried.
One after another, Ada gunboats poured in from the gaps in the dome. They fired while firing the Avengers who were already waiting for blood.
While the first mate was cursing loudly, he was really thinking about whether he should withdraw. After all, his damn boss had run away immediately. If he hadn't thought about defeating the enemy and becoming the boss, he would have run away long ago.
Now that I think about it, it seems that his boss is quite discerning.
This battle can't be fought, it can't be fought at all!
So he immediately made a choice——
"Boss, where are you going!"
"I'll switch directions and attack!"
However, just as it dodged the flying darts and lasers and rushed to a safe exit, it heard a burst of screams and noises outside. It thought that its way back was cut off, and decisively accelerated to escape from the arch.
As soon as he went out, he saw many boys raising their heads and looking to higher places in astonishment.
On the spire of the highest ceremonial dome in the Ark, something was rising slowly, and the first mate gasped when he saw it.