Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

Banhart put on a gas mask to prevent himself from inhaling the hallucinogenic ingredients in the air, and then gently pressed a small ornament hanging around his neck to activate the internal defense circuit and cover the body with an invisible energy field. .

After doing this, he took Russell towards the fallen building known as the Collapse Node.

He actually prepared two gas masks, but Russell said he didn't need them.

Under the dim lights and among the distorted crowds, there was no haggard look on the faces of the two well-dressed normal people. Their indifferent eyes could not see the degradation and confusion unique to the bottom nest, and there was not even any physical deformity.

Such people would inevitably look a little out of place when walking in such an environment, especially since Banhart and Russell were both from noble backgrounds, and their words and deeds carried a so-called "style" that was particularly disgusting to the residents of the bottom nest.

But unexpectedly, the two people's unsociability did not bring them any trouble. The people who noticed them just showed some disgust and mumbled out of the way to let them pass. No unsightly little guy appeared. The gangster comes looking for trouble and is slapped in the face by the protagonist.

"It seems that many so-called upper-class people secretly visit the gray area of ​​Silent Underground Street..." Russell can probably guess the reason.

"People in high positions are inevitably exposed to gray areas." Banhart said an explanation that was not an explanation.

It was all black ink here, but still gray... Russell shook his head slightly and said nothing more.

The journey was smooth, and after Governor Banhart showed some form of identification to a tall, thin mutant in a black robe who looked like a manager, he took Russell up the spiral staircase and went straight to the top of the building. .

This is an empty circular observatory. There are no buildings on the flat plastic concrete surface, and the original facilities have been completely demolished. Standing on the empty observatory, you can see something like an octopus when you look up. The chaotic turbulence that rolled and entangled like tentacles was isolated on the other side of the curtain.

A tall figure wearing close-fitting light armor and a dark red silk cloak stood in the center of the observatory. It was obvious that he was a cautious guy.

This was the ‘friend’ that Banhart called him. When he noticed the two people coming up from the spiral staircase, he also turned around and faced this way.

Russell originally wanted to see what the Governor's friend looked like, but he didn't look at it. It had a hood on its head, and a square curtain hung from the top of its forehead, covering its entire face.

There are no holes for eyes, mouth or nose on the white curtain. Only a dark circle drawn on it is particularly eye-catching - there is a gap about one finger wide in the upper left corner of the circle pattern, and it is not a perfect circle. ring.

"This friend of yours... turns out to be a Dark Eldar." Russell said he was not surprised.

Although the face was covered by a hood and curtain, this did not affect his ability to determine the identity of the other party. The racial characteristics on its body were too obvious—unmodified humans rarely exceed 2 meters in height and have such a slender figure. figure.

The phantom light from the subspace passed through the curtain and through the gaps in the cloak, illuminating her exposed flat abdomen very clearly. The graceful mermaid lines and abdominal muscles were clearly visible, and the dreamlike flow was flowing under the translucent skin. The color is characteristic of the Dark Eldar.

——The skin of the Dark Eldar is always translucent and has been described as like snowflakes or gypsum. Imperial scholars generally believe that this is due to their long-term living in the dark city of Commorragh, which lacks sunlight.

"You came earlier than I expected." The Dark Eldar said softly.

"A qualified gentleman will not keep a lady waiting. Eponin, you should know this." Banhart said to the dark Eldar named 'Eponin' in front of him.

Eponin sneered: "You humans never think that aliens can be called ladies or gentlemen."

At the same time, in the eyes of the Eldar, humans are just a group of savage monkeys who luckily gained wisdom. The intelligent races in this universe always dislike each other. But many times we have to hold our noses and cooperate due to some complicated reasons.

Such as now.

"This is the first time we meet, my name is Eponin - Eponine Phoenix. Are you the messenger of the Star Bomber?" Eponin cast his gaze at Russell, who was silent aside, although he didn't know that her face was covered by the curtain. How to see the road with your eyes.

"I am Russell, carrying out the will of the star bomber." Russell smiled at Eponin.

His first impression of Eponin was good. As a foreigner, when he met with human officials on the empire's territory, he didn't bring any followers or companions. He waited alone at the appointed place and acted very friendly.

This is especially rare for the proud Eldar, at least there is sincerity.

"But you have not shown the corresponding sincerity." Eponin suddenly said, his tone was a little unhappy.

Banhart frowned: "What do you mean?"

He is the governor of the Kerenna Sector, and Russell behind him is a big shot in the Order of Truth. Both of them are in high positions, but they came to meet an alien without any bodyguards. Isn't this sincere enough?

Eponin did not answer, but raised her left arm slightly, and her tall body disappeared in front of the two of them out of thin air - it was not a teleportation or teleportation spell, but her movement speed exceeded what the human eye could capture. limit.

If Gray Feng were observing with an optical sensor here, he would be able to see that Eponin had completed all the movements of extending his arms, squatting, and taking off in less than 0.01 milliseconds.

A pair of well-proportioned muscular thighs are like the most powerful reeds, ejecting the Eldar's slender body like an arrow.

Russell's body was just that of an ordinary mortal, and he did not see Eponin's movements clearly, but this did not prevent him from slowly turning his head and casting his sights behind the observatory, at the hand guard of the spiral staircase.

It was the only place on the flat observatory where it was possible to hide something or someone.

At the same second that Eponin shot out, a sharp sound of metal friction sounded from the observatory.

The two swift and flexible figures kept jumping and chasing each other on the observatory. The short spears and arm blades in their hands quickly exchanged blows. Their bodies were almost completely attached to each other, and the fatal blades hit the throat and chest again and again with only a few inches of difference. It flew across quickly, dancing a dance of death until death under the illusive light of the subspace.

Banhart silently held the protective pendant around his neck and frowned slightly. He knew that one of the two figures fighting was Eponin, but who was the other?

It would be difficult for even the bravest Space Marines to engage in such a fierce and dangerous close combat with the Dark Eldar, who are known for their physical abilities, right?

Soon, his doubts were answered.

With a sharp crisp sound, a short spear was picked up by the arm blade of Eponin's elbow and inserted into the plastic floor of the observatory. The voyeur who lost his weapon quickly fell into a disadvantage. Ebonin used a swift and fierce attack that Banhart could not see clearly and pushed the voyeur to the ground. He sat half-crouched on the opponent's chest and put his arm blade against her throat.

The human eye could not see clearly until this moment. The person pressed by Eponin was a tall woman wearing silver-gray full-body armor. She was also over 2 meters tall. She had a slender body with graceful curves and a pair of strong legs. The powerful and slender legs were still kicking, trying to break free from Eponin's restraints, but to no avail.

Russell looked at it and saw that the faceplate of the man under Eponin was engraved with the mother tree flower pattern that was only found on the adjutant of the Killing Order - it was Revatien.

"Revateen has used psychic powers to hide her body since the Pot of Greed docked at the port of Kerentalina, sneaking behind us quietly and following us all the way here. No one noticed her along the way. A little bit of breath, such a wonderful disguise, but Eponin saw through it."

Russell felt a little solemn and a little strange: "I didn't expect her observation and perception abilities to be so sharp..."

Seeing Revatien struggling under Eponin, Russell's thoughts were flowing in his mind, and he thought of something deeper:

"According to my observation, Eponin showed no signs of using any psychic technology to detect the surroundings just now. He just simply jumped out. And Revatien's psychic concealment is almost impossible to be discovered by ordinary means... Could it be Is Eponin using his own spiritual power? It can indeed be activated silently, without the need for subtle operations."

But isn’t Eponin a Dark Eldar? How can the Dark Eldar use psychic powers?