The pilot of the Viper fighter warned in the link:
"If they fire, they'll tear us to pieces."
Veronica knew that the driver was right, and she could see the flashing light of cannons through the dust from the reserve Oak group, and she stretched out her consciousness to try to capture the entangled future, trying to capture some streaming shadows.
Soon, in her consciousness, she saw the shell of the Viper fighter falling to the ground with a wisp of smoke.
She saw the sparks, and the green-skinned tribe came down like a foul stinking tide.
Her comrades lie in the broken cabin and die.
She herself was pulled out of the ruins, confused and bloody.
He was beaten to death by wild animals and opened the display.
But none of this will happen.
She could clearly see the crystal weaving road representing reality, breaking from the main line, disappearing into forgetting, and not realizing.
The green cannon was silent, and it was still the case now.
She didn't have time to think about why, what was important was now.
"--Believe me."
Her will reached the driver, and the other party immediately lowered the Viper fighter plane.
Not far below, the martial arts chief led the banshee to maintain the left side of the spiritual front. Their glorious white armor was stained with blood and gravel. Their blades were dripping blood, and they exchanged fire under the cover of the Falcon gravity tank, fighting with Oak who was too close.
When Veronica came down from the wing of the Viper fighter, she noticed that the three sisters in her journey were absent.
She touched others' thoughts gently and learned that they had fallen—and that their soul stones were lost and broken.
"Keep fighting, sisters."
She said loudly, and raised her staff, which then changed in a dazzling halo and became a chanting spear - a weapon that can be used as close combat or thrown directly and returned to the user's hands after hitting the enemy.
The falcon above his head screamed and spread lasers and star darts tore nearby Oak apart, gunners and soul stones on the tanks, combined with their abilities to create an arc of death, and nothing can move forward.
However, they were exposed.
Oak surrounded them, and the surrounding tribes furiously headed towards the Elderly army.
The advantage of taking the lead disappeared, and they had enough time before they were crushed.
"For Usvi!"
Veronica shouted loudly, knocking nearby Oak away with a burst of psychic energy.
The Greenskin Leader must have noticed her, and she could feel its mad presence approaching, even if she could not recognize it from the dust and the body.
She glanced westward, and the canyon formed by rock pillars and mountain gorges that were vaguely visible from the storm, and when warlords attacked, they had to act quickly or they would be ravaged.
She extended her consciousness to look for traces of the sniper.
There he was, like an alert raptor inhabiting the rocky outcrop, his mask blocking the wind and sand, and the wind blew his camouflage cloak.
Just sat there, ready, fate weaving on his sniper rifle.
Their purpose of taking the initiative this time was also for a destiny, just like the prophets who had hunted the Eighth Legion before, in order to destroy a green warlord.
This may be the most difficult beast of this era, at least that's what the Great Prophet said.
It has a very strange name to the elves-
Bonebreaker Mag Uruk Saracar
If you are still curious about humans, then Veronica simply hates Green Skin.
Their emotions are always the same, violent, disorderly, and chaotic.
If you have to find some advantages, then you will only have a nonsensical and super optimistic attitude.
But they neither create nor develop. They just want to destroy, and the entire civilization is based on violence and plunder, which is simply a galactic damaging force.
Veronica thinks that their birth is a mistake.
However, the Great Prophet's attitude towards Green Skin was very strange. Veronica could often hear a kind of regret from his tone.
She had asked about this, but the Great Prophet did not answer her positively.
Just said one sentence:
"If that guy had won, Galaxy might not be like this now."
Veronica didn't know who the guy was in the prophet's mouth, but she guessed... it might be a green skin.
This sounds confusing, but Veronica is used to it.
Her spear rose, flashing like a lighthouse in the rotating dust, and she was challenging the warlord to trick the other party out of it.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!
Sure enough, soon accompanied by a shocking roar, a strong big man forced himself through the boys' team, staring at his pointed ears with bright red eyes.
She saw it coming, and gracefully turned the chanting spear and the robe that shone with glittering light to welcome the charge of the green warlords.
The big guy crushed a butt with iron boots, then rushed out of its chest with a fury.
Then it launched a charge, holding the chainsaw battle axe with one hand and cunningly pulling out the pistol with the other hand.
It wanted to tear the skinny white guy in half and then cut off the other person's head on his own banner.
He will achieve all this, just get close.
His fingers were tightly slammed on the trigger and kept firing, but the bullets always walked around the bean sprouts.
Veronica, who was tall and straight, held a spear in her hand, stared at her coldly, motionless, allowing the bullet to pass by her side-
“It’s now.”
In the distance, the sniper's eyes passed through the spectral window of his long rifle, breathing a sigh of relief, squeezing, and releasing his other half of breath.
The long sniper rifle used by the Spirit Ranger is similar in function to the Human Empire laser spear, but the psychic energy cultivation crystals it uses can keep the laser for an extremely long distance, and each one is customized. In addition, the user's superb shooting skills, so it is relatively more fatal and effective.
At the same time, its extremely complex aiming system allows snipers to accurately locate the weaknesses of enemy armor and exert great destructive power.
After two breaths, the weapon's soul stone gently extended and leaned against the sniper's shoulder, connecting with the Oak warlord not far from Veronica.
The next moment, a blazing beam of light was emitted from the laser projection crystal of the weapon, which struck out and passed through the right eye that was charging green skin and penetrated deep into the brain. After half a second, Oak's dull head exploded.
The huge body suddenly fell to the ground, and its fierce momentum drove it through the dust.
Veronica took a step away, her robe fluttering violently, and threw her spear as the body of Oak warlord passed.
The spear tip penetrated the back of the Oak warlord, preventing it from moving forward and pinning it to the ground.
The green-skinned corpse kept twitching, and the chain saw and axe was still running.
With disgust, Veronica stretched out her white fingers and gently pressed them on the green-skinned corpse.