The sharp blade made of psychic energy sang and sliced through the piles of greenskin as it slashed back to the ground.
In just one breath, their heavy bodies broke apart one by one, and the crude weapons fell from their fists into the bloody dirt where they struggled.
Even when she was harnessing her psychic powers so efficiently, her mind was still extremely clear.
Every collision, parry, and stabbing was predicted, and she saw it before it happened, and then followed the fact that blood splattered erratically around her.
After receiving the attack signal, the watchers also landed one after another, continuing with the hail of shurikens and continuous lightning and fire.
When a clearing was cleared on the ground, she finally lifted up on her toes and floated to the ground, refusing to delay any single battle and divert her attention from unimportant enemies.
Soon, the surrounding greenskin thugs left, returning to the surviving portions of the Horde under a swift and ferocious Eldar assault.
And she finally stopped and dispersed those psychic blades, and the noble robe that reflected her status as a war wizard was not stained with even a drop of greenskin blood at this moment - but more than a hundred greenskins were buried in her hands.
But this kind of killing is not what she wants.
She only hopes to achieve her goals.
Veronica held her breath and used her invisible eyes to spy on the greenskin team still fighting fiercely in front of them. A huge existence stood among the churning Orks.
It was half-blocked by its clumsy followers, apparently trying to figure out why the boys were torn to pieces by the Eldar.
If you want to kill it successfully, you need to lead it to a more exposed position.
"War Witch, you have attracted their attention."
At this time, the leader of the Howling Banshee suddenly spoke up in the connection.
"It's not enough. The green-skinned leaders are more cunning than their kind -"
Before Veronica finished speaking, the greenskins had already assembled again. Their movements were more coordinated, and they gathered together to pounce on the attacker again.
She then stretched her consciousness and found that the viper squadron's spirit was excited by strafing above the Ork formation.
"Come to me."
War wizards use psychic powers to give orders.
A moment later, the distinctive whine of the Viper's turbocharger filled the air.
The white-green Viper fighter jet descended from the pale sky, blowing up a whirlwind of dust and blowing up Veronica's robe, until it finally landed in front of her.
"Dear War Witch?"
the Viper pilot asked over the link.
"Take me to the battle lines."
Veronica's words were transmitted directly into the driver's mind.
"And make sure Ork sees it."
She walked to the left wing of the Viper and grabbed the armrest of the rear gunner's seat.
When the Viper fighter took to the sky again, the wail of the turbocharged engine drowned out everything.
At the same time as it rose, Veronica raised her spear and pointed towards the roaring Orcs in front of her.
She poured energy into the weapon, and the tip of the gold stone was ignited by the light green light, and the prophet's rune robe he was wearing was also ignited, forming a dazzling light wheel that shimmered in the dust raised on the battlefield.
Soon, she felt the green-skinned warlord's attention focused on her, but such a pure consumption of mental power also made her nervous.
She pointed her staff at them, an act that even the dullest creature could understand.
Even above the roar of war, she could hear the roar of the Orks.
"let's go."
At Veronica's urging, the Viper fighter jet flew away.
She clutched the armrest tightly, her robes shaking violently in the wind. The Vipers continued to fire their shuriken cannons at the greenskins below, but their roars and shots posed no threat to her.
Meanwhile, Oak isn't the only one watching.
A rune pendant hangs around her neck, like an eye - because it carries the will of a big shot.
She could feel that the Great Prophet was observing her every move through telepathy and judging the contribution of her actions to the plan.
She also vowed not to let the other person down.
"superior!"
The Viper fighter jet lowered its altitude and approached the roaring Orks.
As the Eldar were approaching, the Orks were also approaching, and their firepower basically indicated their position.
During the assault, the white-green shell of the Viper fighter jet was scarred, and even the pilot screen was shattered.
Veronica herself was grazed twice, on her left arm and temple.
Even with her natural grace and balance, all she could do was continue to hold on to the handles of her seat during the all-or-nothing flight, but the lockout warning remained the same.
The name of the Viper is a fighter plane, but it is actually a streamlined two-person jet motorcycle that can cause damage to the enemy from a long distance.
The motorcycle can carry a gunner and a driver. This type of motorcycle is lightly armored to maintain high speed, but it is still equipped with a variety of weapons - including a time bomb, which can slow down close enemies.
As a war witch, controlling war machines is not her specialty, but the battlefield situation is changing rapidly and there are not so many options.
They had reached the northern edge of the Eldar offensive, near the hills behind the Ork lines.
Veronica once heard the Great Prophet say that this place used to be a vibrant world, but since the green skins took root here, the ground of the planet is now only barren.
Looking at the land covered with ugly scars and barren of grass, Veronica felt heartache for no reason——
Every time she sees nature being destroyed, she feels like this.
This kind of emotion mostly only appears in those wild Eldar who have settled on the surface of the planet. Most of the Ark Eldar have lost their resonance with nature. There are also prophets who claim that this is due to the loss of the mother goddess Isha, leaving her children unable to
Have the power to be close to nature again.
Isha was the mother of all Eldar, and it was she who created the Asuryan barrier between mortals and gods, weeping over the destruction wrought by Khaine.
It is said that the soul stones were made from her tears. These spirit stones allowed ordinary Ada to communicate with the gods. She only kept one for herself and gave the rest to the Eldar.
During the fall of the Eldar, these spiritual stones also protected many Eldar.
During the Great Fall, all gods were destroyed by Slaanesh except for Khaine, the God of War, and Silegor, the Laughing God. The exception was Isha, who claimed that she would be the reward for his victory.
Isa screamed for help until Nurgle heard her, who launched a protracted war with her new compatriots and eventually won, taking Isa as a companion.
A god of healing and a god of corruption seemed an odd pairing, but Nurgle loved her like no other.
However, Nurgle's love was a twisted love that was displayed under the power of Chaos. He locked Isa in a cage in Nurgle's garden and placed it in a corner of the room, where his most beloved cauldron was kept.
to create any kind of plague.
As the goddess of healing, Isa can cure any kind of Nurgle plague.
Nurgle took advantage of this by force-feeding his own new creations and observing how long it took the goddess to overcome her symptoms.
If the effect is satisfactory, Nurgle will spread the plague to any unsuspecting world. If not, he will continue to work in the cauldron until new creations are available to feed his "mates".
While it was busy at work, Isa used the distraction to teach mortals how to rid themselves of Nurgle's disease.
But Veronica is not a believer in Isa.
In other words, the shrine of the mother goddess Isha has been extinguished long ago, and there are no believers at all.
Therefore, she often keeps silent about her emotions, not wanting to become an outlier among the crowd.