The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Back off!

Get out of this place first! "

Cursing, Nucreon Rotis drew his jagged spear and threw it back in the face of his foe.

The 'No. 0' team began to retreat to the passage behind them. Nucreon Rotis was the last to leave, and he pressed the detonation button in his hand.

In the next second, the spirits in the hall heard the terrifying sound of Kacha coming from above their heads, and then the ceiling burst open. mud.

At the same time, boiling corrosive gas spewed out, burning flesh and bones, the screams of the living and the smell of rotting flesh spread throughout the hall, and chaos spread in the passage.

On the other hand, Typhons' situation is also not good.

"Praise the loving father!"

The Lord of the Destruction Fly Nest picked up his scythe and slaughtered the Eldar who dared to step into the command hall.

But soon, he found that the main target of the invaders was not here, which means that they actually discovered the real plan of the XIV Corps - opening the road to Comoros was a pretense, what they really wanted to open was a The gap in the network can accommodate the gap in the network through which the entire 14th Corps fleet passes.

And it all depends on a powerful sorcery he deployed at the core of the fortress' energy source. Judging from the movement of the enemy, it is obvious that they are heading for that.

Typhons knew he had to get to the core crystal of the fort as soon as possible.

In the midst of the fierce melee, his scythe was stained red with Ada's blood, and the filial chants of Nurgle, the Lord of the Destruction Fly Nest, inspired the warriors around him to fight for the Father.

The Blightlord Terminators gathered around him in a small but terrifying party, and together they took brutal revenge on the invading Eldar.

"Heaven Comes"

But a new crack opened in the parapet, and the night mist kept pouring in, churning and hissing at the Plague Warriors' ankles.

The outlook is indeed not optimistic.

At the current rate, not only the main structure of the fortress will soon be overwhelmed by this **** fog, but the energy crystal itself will also be overwhelmed - which means that the sorcery that cracks the defense mechanism of the web channel may be destroyed.

If such a disaster occurs, then they will be forced to separate from the main force, and even if they are not completely wiped out, they will lose this bridgehead.

And the goal of the Eldar is obviously that.

At the same time, as the fortress was further invaded, more beasts raised by the Dark Eldar were also put into the fortress. Claw Demon and Ugur smelled the tempting blood smell in the air, tearing and tearing in the chaotic fortress. The rotten prey, the harlequin hides in the dark and continuously releases a rain of bullets that tear apart the flesh.

Typhons quickly noticed the retreating 'Zero Dish' squad, who broke through the Eldar lines, leaving behind dozens of mutilated corpses.

"Nukrain Rotis! You guard here, I will take someone to defend the energy crystal!"

"clear!"

The two have no more words because they both know what each other's responsibilities are.

The filmmakers of the Frost Star Theater troupe summoned the storm and guided this energy across their body and released it into the swarming swarm of Nurglings. Half a dozen Nurglings were smashed into a mist of spiritual essence by this force.

Then, the filmmakers turned around and provided cover for the troupe leader, Innokenti.

"The show isn't over, our work isn't done yet!"

Despite being surrounded by surging Nurgle demons and corrupted mortals, Innokenti didn't flinch for a moment. When he raised his hand, he slammed back and smashed the performer's rainbow light sword into a creature with insect limbs. On the face of the terrifying creature, the screaming monster was knocked out.

But there were still increasingly loud moans and the sound of chains dragging around.

"The passage will be opened immediately."

The mime master came over with a blood-stained machete. He was pressing the wound on his neck with one hand. Blood blisters gushed out from his fingertips, but the amount of bleeding was not large. Although the wound was deep, it was not fatal. The wound was left by a Nurgle Warband leader, now a puddle of harmless rot.

The Master Pantomime, also known as Asistal, is the leader of the pantomime performers while advising high-level incarnations on matters of espionage, politics, war, and the arts, and is a senior staff role in the troupe.

"The servants of the corrupt **** must now know what we are looking for."

Innokenti has a strong soul, fearless and humorous - all things Harlequin troupe.

He glanced at the actors around him, and then said in an elegant tone:

"It doesn't matter because Ada will be great again and Yinsha will cry for the warriors under the starlight of Winter Reid."

Innokenti's words, simple as they were, lifted the morale of the harlequins around them, knowing that they were fighting for the rise of the late race of the Ada.

Unlike most harlequin troupes who act according to unpredictable prophecies and the fragmented hints of the Laughing God, the Frost and Stars troupe has a very clear program of action from the very beginning - to save the life of Lady Yin Sha, and to revive the entire Eldar. Temple.

It is said that this idea originated from the fact that one of the founders of the troupe was the daughter of the last Yin Sha, but no one can confirm this statement, but although the goal is relatively special compared to other troupes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Frost Star still believes in the Laughing God , but they thought that the Laughing God could not rebuild the Pantheon, only Goddess Yinsha could do it.

In fact, in terms of goals, there is no problem with their direction, but when it comes to the execution stage, their behavior will appear a little weird - in human terms, it is relatively disgusting.

The Froststar Troupe only cares about the eventual revival of the Eldar, who see every other species in the galaxy as useless pests, and the brutal shenanigans that ensued have afflicted the Empire of Man, the Tau, and countless smaller alien empires. endless disaster.

Those armies who often believe that these colorful Eldar warriors can be their allies have more than once discovered that the enemy of the enemy is never their friend. For thousands of years, the actors of this troupe have made the hive world's Overloading reactors, sending gigantic space warships unprotected into the abyss of the warp, turning a hopeful victory into a lose-lose—these are the troupes of the Frost Stars that stand in the virgin world on the eastern edge of the galaxy. A joke of death descended in the name of Lego, the **** of laughter.

The harlequins after the hard battle gathered around the troupe leader, each bloodied and exhausted, but confident in their goal.

It took so many sacrifices to get here.

"Come with me, we're very close."

The procession continued, and they entered a vaulted room whose walls were covered with rows of narrow, nailed cages, each inscribed with symbols of Chaos, where howling Eldar spirits were trapped. In it, they slammed into their restraints furiously, to no avail.

There were holes in the floor of the room, and more screams of agony came from the holes - there seemed to be nothing but torture and cruelty left here.