The thing that appeared in front of Veronica seemed to be four or five meters tall. It was wearing rotten and thick armor, with towering translucent insect wings behind it. Its arms and legs drooped feebly, motionless, almost. Like those scarecrows strung up on sticks in the fields.
Veronica observed the other party carefully, but she couldn't see the face clearly because the other party's hood was very low, but she noticed the huge, faintly glowing knife held by the "scarecrow" in both hands. sickle.
With fear and curiosity, Veronica approached cautiously. She noticed that the armor on the giant looked familiar, very much like the armor of the human Astartes.
"Isa..."
Suddenly, a whisper sounded, and Veronica stopped and looked around cautiously.
Those monsters were gone, and everything in the world was silent except for the sound of her own heartbeat.
Just when she was hesitating whether to get closer, the motionless figure suddenly raised its head. Veronica immediately saw the face covered with scars wearing a breathing mask, and eyes like lightless abyss, just like predators. Staring at her like a hunter.
"Isa..."
Whispering the name, the giant's insect wings trembled violently, and he raised the huge sickle in his hand. In an instant, countless dark flies spewed out of the wheat field like smoke, covering the world as if it was the end of the world.
Veronica screamed and woke up.
"A dream..."
With her face pale and sweating profusely, she looked around the bedroom, and for some reason she felt that the stench still lingered in her nasal cavity.
Veronica felt that the air here was so dull, so she got out of bed, put on her shoes, pushed away the children, and walked through the twisted and grotesque garden.
In front, a spire was standing tall. The surrounding cabal warriors only glanced at her and continued their guarding work.
Veronica walked into the tower, held her skirt up the spiral stairs, and finally reached the top of the tower.
Although she couldn't see the whole of Comoros, she could also see the most representative side of Comoros through the glassless windows.
The first thing that catches the eye is the "Black Sun". These dying stars, shining with vicious light, were subdued during the heyday of the Eldar Empire and hung on the spike-like towers of Commorragh, providing the basis for the dark city. Provides an almost endless supply of energy.
Under the dark sun is the central spire of Commorragh, which is also the area where Veronica is located. This is the residence of most of the archons and elite warriors. The bright stone, alloy, resin, flesh and glass make up an inscrutable... The incredible high-rise structure is extremely magnificent just by looking at the appearance. At the same time, you can also see the thousand-meter-high statue of the Supreme Archon standing on a spiral tower. There is the palace and lair of Victor, the overlord of Youdu. .
But Veronica just found the statue extremely funny.
"The scenery is pretty good, compared to the boring Spirit Bone Ark."
Suddenly, a contemptuous voice sounded. Veronica turned her head and saw Efrenie, who was wearing a simple black gladiator armor, sitting on a window sill on the side with one leg on it and trimming her nails with a sharp dagger. , her long black hair was being gently ruffled by the breeze.
"Do you think the scenery here is more beautiful than your hometown?"
"At least it doesn't bore me that much."
"What are you tired of? Serious dogma? Nagging elders?"
"everything."
"Then what can you get here?"
Efreni raised her palms, looked at her sharp nails, and smiled.
"The feeling of being alive."
With that said, she returned the dagger to its sheath.
"Don't you think the Ark is a living tomb? The living and the dead are together, and everyone tells you that one day you will have to become such a dead person... I can't accept it in any case.' Live to die' fallacy."
"Is there really no one or thing in your hometown worthy of your care?"
Efreni frowned slightly, and then spat out the window very unladylikely.
"You don't need to care about my affairs, and I just ran away from home, but you are hanging out with an ape, which is very offensive even in Comoros."
Veronica suddenly smiled. Maybe it was because someone's bickering relieved her from the tension she had been feeling for many days, or maybe it was the other person's somewhat childish but straightforward character.
"I think he's fine. Why can you draw such a conclusion if you haven't seen him?"
But Veronica's reaction made Everenne confused.
"What?"
"Soshyan."
"I'm not interested in learning about a monkey, I just need to know how to kill them."
"And how do you choose your mate in Beetan?"
"How to choose?"
Efreni said disdainfully:
"We never choose, and the children there are genetically mapped at birth, and when they reach adulthood, they are paired with a mate who has matching genes, thus maximizing reproduction for the benefit of the entire population."
Veronica found this premeditated selection annoying, but she tried not to let her feelings show.
"But what if two people are attracted to each other?"
"What?"
"like."
"Is it more important than survival? I don't think so."
"Then there was no love for one another in your hometown?"
"Some do."
Efreni tilted her head, but Veronica had already noticed that there was some indescribable shadow of emotion on the other person's usually calm face.
"What if a person falls in love with someone who doesn't match their genetic profile?"
"Then they will give birth to children who are judged to be genetically inferior! And they will also be punished, severely punished! You have raised enough questions in this regard. I am not your mentor, am I?"
Veronica didn't flinch from Everenne's sudden fierce tone. Instead, she realized something and whispered:
"Sorry, I didn't mean to."
The other party did not answer, but leaned against the window edge with his head turned towards the window, seeming to be observing the spiers of Comoros in the distance.
Veronica was just about to say something more when she was suddenly surrounded by an inexplicable chill, felt a powerful hurricane tearing through the curtains, and heard distant screams and impossible whispers - these The voice sounded just as clear as what she heard while lying in bed in the middle of the night.
She turned to look at the black sun of Comoros, and for some reason, she felt a ripple blurring the black sun in the mist.
The next moment, her robe was billowing up and down in the powerful etheric wind, and her skin was washed by invisible energy. These invisible energies penetrated through her skin into the bone marrow and even deeper.
"coming soon......"
Veronica whispered unconsciously, and Ifreni immediately turned her head.
"What?"
"Something is coming here, very close..."
Efreni thought this guy was out of his mind again.
But the next second, countless ghosts poured into the room. She could not describe the shape of these fleeting unnatural forms, but she only felt that the tower was filled with some kind of putrid stench.
Subconsciously, she suddenly pulled out the dagger, but those forms disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"these are......"
She came to Veronica's side, only to find that the other person was staring straight at the black sun of Comoros, just repeating one sentence in his mouth.
"They're coming-"
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