"Damn it!"
Charles immediately realized that they had encountered a psychic attack, and felt the alien thoughts penetrate into his mind, penetrate the wall of discipline and hypnotic training, and explore the deepest core of human nature.
Memories that were nearly forgotten a long time ago were all unearthed. He hated those memories. Although they were just broken fragments, they conflicted with his sense of mission as a son of the void.
Flashbacks of his past life, a sandbank and a clear ocean, and a woman's laughter invaded his will. This was all that a boy had before the void came for him.
More memories swept over him, coerced by inhuman will and attacked him - he felt the heat of the weapon that almost took his life, and remembered the dark thoughts that almost occupied his mind when he was at his lowest point.
His consciousness was twisting and struggling in the clutches of his enemy, and those memories became more and more weird and inhuman.
He heard the discordant music of the Hive Mind, which washed away his consciousness and took away his consciousness, leaving only the only purpose - to devour.
These thoughts did not belong to him, but to his enemies.
He learned from his battles with the Tyranids that although their most common weapons were claws, poison, and acid, some of them could also use their minds to attack their opponents.
But there is something else in it.
Even in this extreme pain, Ciel noticed... a certain flaw in that ruthless hunger.
An emotion that does not long for biomass but for something else, like human emotions.
No matter what it is, it is a weakness, and he knows to take advantage of any weakness of the enemy, but he has no psychic talent and cannot interfere with this weakness. He can only rely on his willpower through anti-psionic training to resist.
Until there was a slight cough.
Along with the movement, anger gave way to coldness, like a predator swimming in the depths of consciousness, sliding through the darkness with joy, then leaping up, opening its bloody mouth and biting someone who entered. Daredevil of the waters.
Ciel felt a rage that was both animalistic and humane, with a hint of grief, or madness.
There was a frightened roar in reality, and then the grip on his consciousness began to loosen.
The fog that shrouded his consciousness gradually dissipated, and Charles saw the savage figure of the genestealer rushing towards them. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his head, raised his bolt gun and fired forward.
A certain gene stealer's head was instantly blown into a red mist.
The sound of the gunshot was like some kind of signal, and the soldiers of the company also got rid of their restraints and started shooting instinctively at the first time.
The dark cabin was suddenly lit up by the flames from the bolter, and the aliens fell one after another, but there were obviously more aliens behind them, maybe tens of thousands.
But Ciel ceased fire and turned his head to see the man walking out of the darkness.
Kavaji, the Pale Wanderer, the Librarian, the eldest member of the Chapter (conservatively estimated to be 6,000 years old, because the official statement is that he was "directly entrusted by the Forsaken to look after the Chapter, and is the only third generation of the Chapter to survive"). Warrior", and the Pale Wanderer was also the name of the Raven Guard before the return of the Primarch), his power armor is even more impressive than the charr's - it has dark blue soles and wires running from the boots to the neck His psychic hood was engraved with dense swirling totems of exile marks, a pair of heavy shell-carved shark teeth hung on his gorget, and more old magic charms hung on his armplates, clenched in his right metal glove. He was wearing a bone-carved power staff, and his head was decorated like a shark's mouth containing sea-green gems. The stone shone in the dim light.
The think tank director was not wearing a helmet, his head mostly covered by a psychic hood, revealing only unnatural eyes and a disturbingly colored, mostly corpse-white, wrinkled face.
There is also a rough, dark gray ringworm on the skin around the eyes, chin and neck of the think tank director, forming a scaly structure.
This is a disease of the Shark Chapter in ancient times, with symptoms that worsen over time, usually in the elderly.
And beside the director of the ancient think tank, there is also a young apprentice named Skell.
This was one of the "trophies" they snatched from the Night Lord in the past. In the end, he survived the surgery as the Pale Wanderer expected and became a true Astartes.
Now he has completely lost all traces of his past childhood. His skin has turned gray, his eyes are as black as ink, his head has been shaved off, his face is covered with indigo tattoos, and he wears a hooded power armor.
Apprentice Skell's eyes flashed with faint psychic fluorescence, a sign that he had not yet completely controlled his powers, but the Pale Wanderer had chosen him as his successor.
After a few years, this young man will inherit everything from his mentor, including his equipment, so he must always follow his mentor and learn all the skills he needs to learn before his mentor completely weakens.
"You came just in time."
The pain in his head began to lessen. Ciel said hello to the Pale Wanderer, then turned back and continued to scan the darkness behind the alien figures, trying to find their commander.
It was hiding somewhere nearby, disturbing their minds and trying to make them unable to fight back.
Soon, the chief predator locked onto a figure hiding behind a certain statue.
It was a broodmaster, and it was bigger than any broodmaster he had ever seen before—just twice as big.
"What a big nest master, this thing smells of pollution."
The Pale Wanderer also saw the giant beast and was keenly aware of the strangeness on the other side.
"I felt it when I just came into contact with its spirit. Its thinking is different from that of most Zerg species. I'm very suspicious-"
Before Kawaji finished speaking, Ciel's eyes met the alien's red eyes again, and he felt the alien's ugly thoughts once again appear in his consciousness.
Then, he used every ounce of his willpower and anti-psionic training to block the psychic attack. Last time he was attacked by the enemy in a surprise attack, but this time he would not do it again.
Then he raised the gun, but suddenly felt another pain, like acid etching.
Ciel ignored the pain and pulled the trigger towards his target.
The monster stood up and opened its four arms, as if making an invitation. Ciel could even feel a hint of pleasure from the guy.
After that, it was gone and the aim aid's lock light stopped flashing.
Ciel couldn't help but curse.
"The guy didn't run away, it simply disappeared!"
The pale wanderer frowned slightly, both dissatisfied with the chief predator's recklessness and confused by the alien's weird behavior.
"Teleportation? This Zerg can actually use psychic energy to teleport? Incredible..."
"Another psionic trick!"
Ciel growled angrily.
"No matter where it is, it's definitely not far from here!"
He could feel that the consciousness of that thing was still in his mind, hiding in the depths of his subconscious. It seemed like it wanted to communicate with him, not with words, but with feelings.
Although its first attack was blocked, the duel between them was not over yet.
"Company Master, left!"
Todor suddenly shouted, drawing Ciel's attention back.
He turned around and saw a Genestealer charging toward him, its teeth bared and claws drawn.
The Chief Predator waved his arm and used his battle ax to knock the Genestealer's body aside, and then strode towards the location where the Nest Master had just appeared.
If he could find and kill it, the operation would be half done.
If not, at least he must know where the other party's lair is.
Then he opened the communication channel:
"Todor, take the brothers to hold the position until I come back. If I can't come back, then try to contact others and ask for support."
"Where are you going?"
Todor shouted, trying to drown out the deafening sounds of battle around him.
"Go hunting."
Chief Predator Ciel dropped these words and rushed into the darkness.
