After a period of spinning, Soshyan found that his feet touched the earth again, and at the same time, a painful groan came from around him.
So he reached out his hand and supported Veronica's shaky body.
"Is everything okay?"
"How can it be okay!"
The Elf girl glared at him.
"Didn't I tell you not to use that power indiscriminately? It will harm others and yourself."
"I was in a hurry to get the memory chip."
At this time, Soshyan noticed that the golden rune in Veronica's palm was fine before, but now it was cracked in the middle.
"This is--"
Veronica glanced at the rune, looking a little lonely and regretful.
"The great prophet said that this is the legacy left to me by my parents whom I have never met. It has saved me twice, and this is the last time."
"This...I'm sorry, my promise is still valid. You helped me obtain those things. In the future, you can make a request to me personally."
"Humph, then you go and die if I tell you to."
Soshyan nodded solemnly.
"If you really ask for it, then I will kill myself immediately after I complete my mission."
The Eldar girl wrinkled her nose and made a face.
"Only the greenskins believe it! You are so cunning. Who knows how long your mission will take, but your life will be long."
With that said, she walked around behind Soshyan.
"You'd better take a look at your baby."
Hearing what she said, Sosh was horrified, and then immediately took out the memory chips.
The result made him heartbroken.
Of the ten storage pieces, four were torn together with the backpack. They were all seriously damaged. I don’t know if they can still be used.
"Oh, damn, it's all my fault for being too careless, careless, careless..."
"Okay, okay, don't sigh. It means you are destined to only take six pieces. That's pretty good. Now we have to consider something more realistic."
In fact, Veronica doesn't need to say more, Soshiyan quickly calmed down his mood, and it is not his character to feel sorry for himself.
"Where is this place?"
Soshiyang took a look around and found that this place was different from before. There were still a small amount of natural landscapes left, including decaying trees and only dead branches of shrubs. He could only carefully pick himself among the mud pits scattered everywhere.
The way forward.
This place seems to have been a forest a long time ago, which sounds incredible considering the current state of this place.
"This is very close to the core area."
Veronica took out the map again.
"Huh? Why did that light spot become two?"
She noticed the bright spots representing the green skins, and only two of them were still blinking.
"Forget it, no matter how many there are, we have to pass from the front."
The two of them walked forward and came to a high slope. Then they looked down along the high slope, but could not find any trace of the exit.
What's even more weird is that there is actually a river here. The gloomy and turbid river water roars downstream with an unstoppable momentum. It is reflected like mottled amber by the dim and unknown halo from the sky. The air beside the water is full of fine gray clouds.
Like ups and downs.
"Where does this river come from?"
Soshiyang asked doubtfully, but the Elf girl shook her head.
"I can't tell. The space and time here cannot be estimated using common sense."
After speaking, she waved her hand and pointed to a clearing among the trees.
"Let's go there and have a look."
Then the two of them filed out of the forest, their agility and strength making the mud and rugged ground beneath their feet seem like nothing, while the beam of light from the bright flashlight on Soshyan's shoulder tore the surrounding airtight shadows into pieces.
When passing by the river bank, Soshyan reached out and picked up a broken dead branch and soaked leaves. The ceramic steel armor weighing more than a thousand kilograms gradually sank into the mud at his feet, but it did not affect his movements at all.
"There is still a certain degree of freshness. This is definitely not something from 10,000 years ago."
At this time, Veronica also stopped, poked the ground with the tip of the staff in her hand, and called Soshyan:
"Big guy, look."
Soshyan walked forward quickly, and a clearly visible footprint caught his eye. Its huge size dwarfed the boots of mortals.
"The greenskins passed here too."
Soshyan came to the conclusion softly, carefully tracing the outline of the footprints with his fingers.
"why?"
He couldn't help but murmured to himself:
"After all these years, what else do they want from here? How do they pass this secret from generation to generation?"
"It's hatred."
Veronica also stared at the huge footprints:
"The Great Prophet said that the great war of the past would determine the ownership of the galaxy in the next ten thousand years. If the greenskins win, they will have the opportunity to get rid of the barbaric curse that has been imprisoned on them, and allow their civilization to rise to a higher level.
level, but they failed, and they are still wild beasts from then on. No matter whether they can gather strong power in the future, this opportunity will never come again, so their hatred for this failure is deep.
It’s built into the genes.”
Soshyan sighed softly and looked around.
"But I didn't see any exit. Is there anything special about this place?"
"We have to cross the river first."
Veronica reached out and pulled out the gold-edged hardcover booklet from her waist, and glanced at Soshyan beside her:
"Don't use your power again, I can't stand it."
Soshyan waved his hand in response, and then took a few steps back to reassure the other party.
Veronica began to recite the incantation. At first, there was only her clear voice, and then a deep voice like an old woman was added. The tones of the two people's words were oddly coordinated. Each part of the incantation was an octave lower than the previous part.
Eventually, it turned into bursts of strange, indistinguishable white noise—a strange phonology that was completely different from any human language pattern.
Then, Veronica raised the staff in her hand, the gem on the tip of the staff sparkling, and then swung the magic sword, pointing directly at the roaring waves in the middle of the river.
A few seconds passed, and Veronica's chant was suppressed lower and lower by the violent expansion of spiritual energy. The unparalleled power shook the earth, causing a small-scale earthquake in the sand.
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Two blasts of cloud-piercing stone exploded at the same time, Veronica drank the spell at the same time, and fiery red light pillars rose from the river bank under her feet, like thousands of rays of light gushing out from an underground cave.
Then, the wandering light pillars twisted into dozens of main axes at their roots, resembling a crimson forest rising from the center of the raging waves.
At first, the water flow could easily penetrate the red light pillars inserted in the middle of the river, but as Veronica repeated the previous order, the echoing low mantra pressed the fiery red light pillars into shape, and a wall of light instantly rose from the ground.
And rise.
Accompanied by a dull humid roar, the river was split into two by the wall of light blocking it, one to the left and the other to the right, continuing to flow forward.
Seeing the raging waves right in front of him, Suoshiyang didn't rush or panic, letting the turbulent waves crash into his body and block Veronica behind him.
After a while, the roaring waves stopped, and the two of them stepped onto the exposed river bed - the wild water waves boiled and transpired around them, turning into filthy white smoke with a dull color.
"I'm exhausted. Let me lend you my shoulder."
Gently wiping the sweat from her forehead, Veronica lifted her feet into the air, then gently sat on Soshyan's left shoulder.
Resisting the urge to scold the other party, Soshyan could only lead Veronica through the knee-deep mire and slowly move towards the middle of the river bed - fortunately, Veronica did not just sit there and kept waving.
Hold the magic sword and use your spiritual power to dig out the annoying mud blocking you.
When she finally reached the middle of the river, Veronica chanted the mantra to summon the scorching blazing spirit flames, causing the mud to instantly boil and splash, creating a surge of stinking steam.
In just a few minutes, a silvery light flashed in the mud, making Soshiyang's face shine.
Feeling the power of the subspace surging around him, Soshiyang suddenly realized that this seemingly fragile alien girl was actually a very terrifying psyker. All kinds of spells almost only require a simple thought - this
This power seems to have become an extension of self-will to the world.
If he were not facing him, he felt that no one in the battle group could deal with this female alien, so he always reminded himself not to be deceived by appearance - this is definitely an extremely dangerous alien!
In addition, regardless of the identity of the alien, psychic power alone has always been a dangerous double-edged sword in his eyes.
For a long time, Talos often laughed at him for not being able to distinguish between 'spiritual power' and 'witchcraft and evil arts', but every time he asked questions, Talos himself had trouble distinguishing the subtle differences between the two.
For thousands of years, various psychic organizations, including think tank sanctuaries, have used obscure languages and mysterious symbols to whitewash their own disciplines and rules, believing that by performing a series of cumbersome and complicated rituals, they can maintain the spellcaster's health.
Pure soul - Soshyan disagrees with this humble opinion.
So far, Soshyan has always believed that there is no effective way to separate purity and impurity. It is always difficult to distinguish black and white in everything in the world, and there will be shadows under the blazing sun.