Completely ignoring Eslar's ridicule, the Black Legion Astartes captain with only one arm left roared their battle cry, and the Black Legion Astartes beside him, whose helmet had been knocked off and whose power armor was damaged in many places, launched a final charge towards the Great Demon of Tzeentch. The next moment, they were all scattered on the ground under the bombardment of Tzeentch's spells. “So…???” Before he could cheer for his victory, some strange disturbance suddenly lingered in Eslar's heart. The vortex of the warp once again presented him with a bunch of messy and completely unknown threads of fate. The soulless machines of the Necrons floated up silently from near Eslar, staring silently at the great demon Tzeentch, who was holding a staff tightly and had the words "facing a formidable enemy" written all over his face. Then, the Necrons' teleportation beacon lit up, and the Scorpions holding hyperphase weapons walked out in the light of the teleportation. Catching the "familiar" feeling of these Necrons when they teleported, Tzeentch The demon's pupils suddenly dilated. "No - Impossible! Why would the power of the cursed be - Gah!!" The Scorpion Lord, who had already charged to the front of the Tzeentch Demon, swung his super-phased life-stealing sword and swept it across, not deviating or tilting, and just cut into one of the wounds of the Tzeentch Demon... The devil's blood splattered again. ———————————————Glorious Queen—————————————————— "Ahhhhh, my Black Legion! You sacrificed so miserably!!!"
A certain chosen one of the gods was holding ten chess pieces that had turned gray and was "crying". "Left! Left! Hey! The one on the right has some problems executing orders again - this lack of command efficiency really makes the fight uncomfortable!" Silence, who had sent a team of Wild Scorpion Expellers led by the Wild Scorpion Lord to finish off the Great Tzeentch, was frowning and commanding them to encircle and kill the Great Tzeentch. However, due to the problem of command efficiency, the battle of the Wild Scorpions was not very coherent, resulting in the Great Tzeentch still being able to "struggle". "Come to my side! I found two more living Astra Militarum soldiers!" The Political Commissar, who was continuing to search for survivors in the Lower Nest area, called out to the Lich and others, asking them to send people to rescue. "Double opening is so troublesome——" Liang Feifan was sighing as he controlled his Grey Knight Paladin to continue cleaning up the pollution in the upper hive, while also controlling the disobedient Black Bean Sprout to hunt down gene thieves in the lower hive area. "So, the situation now is.....We are in control of the situation in the nest?" Staring at the Great Demon Tzeentch who was being attacked by a group of Necrons and was probably almost dead, the Lich, who asked his men to help the Political Commissar, spoke uncertainly. "Probably. Once this Tzeentch is killed, my Grey Knights will purify those desecrated areas one by one, and then it should be done. Eh? He killed it while talking about that?" ————————————————Realm of Tzeentch—————————————————————— “Annihilation!!” "Islar's fate shouldn't have ended there, but it has been changed!" "My servants! Find the answers! Change has come!!" At the moment when Eslar was chopped into pieces by the Necrons and the essence of the Warp was almost completely annihilated, Tzeentch, who was savoring the changes in the war between Khorne and himself, suddenly twitched like crazy in his crystal maze. The shaking of the Raven God caused ninety-nine areas in its crystal maze to collapse suddenly, and another ninety-nine lines of fate were quickly woven - Carlos, who was standing beside Tzeentch and serving him, screamed loudly with his two heads, signaling to the servants of the Weaver of Fate that the change had come and the fate had been usurped! that is...... When Carlos used his two heads to look into the past and future of this changing timeline, seeking a clue to the answer, the great demon was surprised to discover something that he had never experienced before. "does not exist?" 23. The Genestealer Bishop is discovered
Waste covered with all kinds of strange fungi can be seen everywhere. A highly toxic liquid with a pungent smell was flowing in the ravine. A deadly predator that hides in near-lightless environments. The air was completely filled with turbid chemicals that could burn the lungs and even more internal organs into blood with just a slight breath. This is the bottom of the hive city, where only the bravest or most reckless guys dare to come to hunt for treasure. This place is filled with thousands of years of "great savings" of the first hive city of the Jodis star. No intelligent organization should dare to take root here. However, in the eyes of some things, this land of death is the best refuge - their strength is enough to help them fight most of the predators here and turn predators into prey, their physical fitness is enough to allow them to resist the ubiquitous toxicity here, and even the problem of no energy here is not a problem for them - their thoughts are in some sense one, and they can easily do most things under the command of their leader. However, the leader of these things is obviously not in a good mood... —————————————The hall hidden in the pile of abandoned buildings———————————————— "......" With light steps, Yolar quickly passed through the narrow passage made of waste in the pure darkness, effortlessly bypassing the hidden and deadly traps set on the road, and very simply uncovered the entrance to the secret passage on one road after another that seemed to have come to an end, allowing himself to slide onto another road. However, in contrast to this seemingly leisurely and simple action, Yolar's face, which is still "beautiful" from a human perspective, is full of anxiety. As one of the bishops of the gene thieves in this world, Yolar has always shouldered a heavy responsibility. When the uprising started early for various reasons, Yolar was the first to step forward and mobilize the "brothers and sisters" in the lower nest area, allowing the uprising to proceed smoothly. Although there were various troubles during the entire uprising, Yolar always believed that the final victory would definitely belong to the cult. , hope above the stars will surely come. Until a few days ago... After turning around countless bends and sliding down countless chutes, Yolar finally entered a huge rock cave where the air was filled with the smell of biomass and the walls appeared an abnormal blood-red in his sight. Here, several people had already been waiting - without exception, they were all important leaders of the cult, and the reason why they gathered here was self-evident. "Yolal, you're late." A Genethief Bishop, who was holding a strange scepter and wearing a somewhat worn but cleaned robe that looked like a cassock, and who looked to be a male, was the first to speak and break the silence. "Sorry, I encountered some 'little trouble' on the way, which delayed me a little." Yolar apologized as he stood in his position. After hearing Yolar's answer, the other Genethief Bishops showed varying degrees of 'contemplation' on their faces. “Are they the attackers of unknown origin?” "No, it's the 'natives' here. They are still unfriendly to us. Let's stop talking nonsense. The situation up there is already very bad." Yolar took out a piece of paper with some simple messy words on it from his pocket and handed it to the bishop next to him. After the bishop carefully looked through the paper, he passed it to the next person with a gloomy expression. About three minutes later, the paper returned to Yolar's hand. "But...this is theoretically impossible." After about a second of terrible silence, a female bishop who was dressed a little bit extravagantly spoke hesitantly - the information brought by Yolar was so explosive that she found it hard to believe its truth. "But this is true. We have completely lost the power station, and also lost several key blocks. After annihilating the first few Imperial dogs, the Empire invested far more troops and firepower than we expected to suppress us. Several commanders have died due to brain overload in their efforts to find a way to fight back, but we still haven't found a way." "...If they were really annihilated by an unreasonable force, then either the Empire had planned this for a long time, or we were deceived from the beginning." The male bishop who spoke first had a vague tone. "Are you trying to say that our uprising was planned? We were already exposed?" "I don't know, but I can't think of a better explanation - Yolar, what do you think?"
"Give up the uprising and go into hiding again. This is the only solution I can think of. As long as we are still alive and as long as we have someone to pass on the flame, we will eventually be able to call upon the Son of the Stars in the future." "Is this the only way?" "It can only be done this way. The entire uprising has completely gotten out of control. We cannot treat the lives of our brothers and sisters as worthless bargaining chips. If we do that, what is the difference between us and the Empire?" Yolar's words were so passionate that the other Genethief Bishops around him nodded frequently. However, what these Genethief Bishops did not know was that some "uninvited guests" were quietly waiting in this hall. Patiently waiting for the moment to attack these 'Ambush Masters'. ————————————Glorious Queen———————————————————————— "Found it, found it!" "Liang Feifan, what did you find?" "What a cunning Bishop! These guys actually hid in the bottom nest area below the lower nest! Damn! If I didn't have Mandragora, it would be really difficult to dig these things out!" "One, two, three, four... That's a bit too much. How long has this world been lurking with thieves?" "It must have been more than two hundred years. Liang Feifan, why haven't you made a move yet?" "They are a group of bishops after all, so I should give them some respect. Besides, judging from the appearance of this cave, the patriarch is most likely hiding in here. I have to mobilize the troops first." Liang Feifan said this and started to pick up some black bean sprout chess pieces and began to stuff them into the two poison disaster spaceships. Looking at those 'crazy' black bean sprout units that Liang Feifan stuffed, the political commissar's eyes twitched. "Do you really need to stuff so many things in there?" "I really need it—in case there's something else down there?" 24. Genestealer Bishop - Total annihilation Who rules the world in the darkness? Before encountering everything today, Yolar had always believed that, as descendants of the sacred children of the stars, they were the absolute masters of darkness, and no existence could fight against its brothers and sisters in the lightless darkness. However, now Yolar understood a catastrophic truth, a truth that was revealed to him at the cost of the lives of his brothers and sisters. His brothers and sisters are not the only hunters in the darkness... When the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped abnormally, and when the water and various vaporized chemicals in the air of the bottom nest began to condense due to the drop in temperature, Yolar, who was the first to notice this abnormality, quickly left the place where he had just stood at lightning speed, and used his psychic power to build a simple layer of defense for himself at the fastest speed - this action temporarily saved his life - as several balls of green flames flashed around Millicent. The fire suddenly rose and disappeared, and Yolar felt that he seemed to see some...moving shadows? "Millicent?" What answered Yolar was a short and painful scream from the Genethief Bishop named Millicent, who had fallen to the ground. The scream was accompanied by Nakak's roar, a burst of white light when his force field staff hit something, and Snorm pulling the trigger - at this time, the dark green flames burst out again, and the gun in Snorm's hand disappeared along with his hand. "Damn it! Nakak! Snom! Did you see what it was?" "They look like a shadow! I didn't know these-Ah!!" There was another short scream, and Snorm, who had lost his hand, lost his vital signs in the dim green firelight - followed by Nakak. This bravest bishop among them only waved his weapon twice before falling to the ground and losing his voice. Looking at his three companions falling one after another, Yolar realized that he would not have much time left. "release!!!"
As the dark green flames ignited on his body and an unnatural chill spread through his limbs, as countless blades approached him and caused intense pain to spread through his body, Yolar barely endured the pain that was unbearable under normal circumstances, and screamed, using his psychic power to release the last psychic signal of his life towards somewhere in this rock hall - accompanied by the clanging sound of something being pulled apart, and bursts of heavy footsteps came from the depths of the cave. "For... the stars--ah!!!" Perhaps it was Yolar's will that aroused the interest of these 'living shadows', or perhaps it was the psychic energy Yolar finally released that angered these 'living shadows', and this 'brave' gene thief bishop did not suffer a quick but painful death like his three colleagues. Instead, he was pressed to the cold floor by these visitors in the shadows and slowly extracted from them - and Yolar's screams gradually became louder and then gradually decreased with the passage of time - not because the level of pain he endured decreased, but because he had no strength left! "Boom boom boom————" As if they could sense that their master was enduring catastrophic torture, the pace of footsteps running deep in the cave suddenly became urgent. The heavy thumping sounds were like rapid drumbeats, stepping on the hearts of everyone who could hear the sound, one step after another - well, if there were 'people' in the cave now. finally..... Just when Yolar felt that he could not hold out for another minute, several huge monsters with distorted appearances, as if they were made of incomplete but well-stitched thick muscle bundles and chitinous shells, holding various oversized weapons and collectively carrying the momentum of splitting mountains and rocks, rushed out from the winding passages of the cave, muttering some meaningless words, and staring at the appearance of the cult's most powerful meat grinders. Yolar, who was already weak, suddenly had a burst of spiritual energy. "For the Order!!!!" A huge ball of white-hot flame burned through the top of the cave in the blink of an eye when Yolar exploded with psychic energy. The poisonous airships carrying the Dark Eldar and various Dark Eldar light vehicles following closely behind poured into the cave like drizzle. At the same time, all kinds of vicious shooting weapons also exploded like raindrops on these deformed creatures that served as the trump cards of the Genestealer Sect. "No......." As Yu Yolar slowly lost hope, these powerful warriors whom he had placed high hopes on waved their weapons around randomly, charged in a chaotic and ineffective manner, and finally fell to the ground one after another. The whole process took no more than thirty seconds. "The Order——" In ultimate despair, Yolar exhaled his last breath. Before the light in his eyes faded, he seemed to see... What were those strange little lithe men unloading from their ride? ————————————The dividing line between the Hammer guys———————————————— "Alright, now it's basically certain that there is only one tribe leader left. I'll poke this poison gas all over the cave and see if it will roll out." Commanding Black Bean Sprout, he attacked the leader of the gene thieves - well, although the chess piece seemed to have some ideas of his own, the result was still a perfect beheading. By the way, he also sent a few mutant beasts to hell. Liang Feifan breathed a sigh of relief and began to arrange the final finishing work - soon, the highly toxic gas began to spread in the tunnels dug by the gene thieves in the bottom nest area, and the screams of death were easily collected by the Dark Eldar's equipment that was best at collecting pain. "Now that the bishops have been annihilated, the sweep of the Lower Nest area can begin. I think the reason why the political commissar couldn't help but not mention this to us is because Astarte is here so he can't take the initiative to ask for it. Liang Feifan, do you need Pai Gu to help you with the raid?" After confirming that Liang Feifan had achieved results, the Political Commissar Sister immediately discussed what to do next with the other Empire chess pieces players, and then looked at Liang Feifan who was ordering the Black Bean Sprout chess piece to temporarily enter mopping-up mode. "No need, Pai Gu should stay in the lower nest to raid the enemy. Even if something unexpected happens, I can beat the tribe leader into severe paraplegia - as long as I can locate his position. " "That's fine." The political commissar nodded and ordered one of her Astra Militarum officers to knock on the door of Political Commissar Caikins and convey a message that surprised him greatly. "Commissar Caikins, based on the Astartes' assessment of the recent battle situation, we believe that the time has come to completely retake the Lower Nest." 25. Clearance Operation "Wipe—Wipe—" suck. "call------"
Dr. Barlow, who had been working day and night recently, sat down in the corner tiredly, struck a match, lit his pipe, took a deep breath of the smoke, letting the irritating gas enter his lungs. When he started coughing, Dr. Barlow felt the feeling of being "alive" return to him. 'What to do next? ' After taking a few deep puffs of the pipe to slightly increase his excitement, Dr. Barlow looked up and stared at the intricate huge pipelines above his head, and the members of the cult walking on those huge pipelines and packing things. His eyes dimmed. Not long ago, he and his brothers in the cult were laughing and talking happily in this huge food processing plant, eating simple but sufficient synthetic food, drinking more water than they could have imagined before, celebrating the end of the shadow of the empire, and imagining a romantic future of traveling to the stars and flying in the universe. But now, all this is going to be a mirage? All the efforts of the cult before were in vain? Monthly fee group 694936135 But the next second, Dr. Barlow no longer had to worry about the future... "Zi-" Along with the sound of metal being melted through, two wide and thick lasers easily melted a large hole in the thickened metal plate that Dr. Barlow was leaning against, turning Dr. Barlow into gas that flew freely in the air with the wind. Then, more ammunition like a torrential rain poured on the wall, completely tearing it into a huge door. “Ah…Ah…”