"Kill them!!"
Soshiyang raised his head and saw a group of black and red Predator jet motorcycles flashing past the heads of the three of them. The poison crystal gun installed on the front of the vehicle made a hissing sound as it sprayed ammunition.
While gliding at high speed, the Dark Eldar riders were pushed forward by the huge inertia, so they leaned tightly against the scaly front of the vehicle, their wild long hair behind them like a raging torrent, and they howled like twisted beasts. , eyes flashing with crazy passion.
But as they accelerated for another attack, a salvo of gunfire from the Silent Word struck the front of their column, shattering their formation and causing the riders to scatter to avoid the attack.
Bangura's exploration ship is no less armament than a naval destroyer.
Dodging a hail of autocannon bullets, the lead rider came to a sudden stop after circling around, smoke and debris billowing from his destroyed Marauder jetbike just as the machine's engine core exploded. The moment before, the rider jumped to the ground, turned neatly in the air, and after landing, he pulled out the poison crystal pistol.
But before he could fire a shot, his body was riddled with violent blasts and his shattered body was thrown to the ground.
Following Khayon's slight wave, more than forty scarlet warriors walked out, wrapped in the flames of the subspace.
This is also the reason why Kayon dared to break into Comoros with Soshiyan with only three people.
A powerful Thousand Sons Wizard can form an army by himself!
Meanwhile, under Khayon's psychic guidance, the Lost Word's weapons deck fully activates, with autocannons, laser arrays, vulcan cannons, and more, unleashing an inferno of fire that even the Dark Eldar should fear.
"It seems that revenge is coming faster than expected. This is also a good thing. At least you don't have to worry about hidden enemies."
As soon as Khayon finished speaking, a black Destroyer gunship poked out from the stern of a nearby ship. Its twin shuriken catapults and disintegration cannons hissed as they fired, destroying the Lost Word in an instant. An automatic cannon of the number.
The opponent was very smart and deliberately hid in the blind spot of the Lost Word's firing range, causing most of the artillery to lock onto effective targets.
But the Lost Words is not a gun emplacement.
Khayon trained his sights on the Saboteur, psionicly maneuvering the ship's Cyclone missile launchers to rise.
He directly changed his sight to the fire control of the missile, squinted his eyes and concentrated on capturing the opponent's trajectory, and then ordered the missile launcher to fire a bunch of tornado bombs, aiming at a small open space in the distance, although there was nothing there.
The next moment, the missile arrived just as the Dark Eldar gunship crashed into the clearing, its warhead piercing the protruding command seat at the rear of the gunship, shattering the rear of the engine and detonating inside the power core, tearing apart the person sitting on it. The unlucky guy.
With a loud noise, the Destroyer gunship exploded into a fireball, instantly turning all the aliens on it to ashes.
Khayon stared at the dying flames for a second, then began tracking his next target.
Realizing the danger, the other motorcycles immediately dispersed and no longer dared to approach the fire-powered hedgehog.
Just when Soshyan was marveling at Kayan's superb operating skills, a thick cloud of smoke suddenly bloomed around him.
Instinctively sensing danger, Soshyan subconsciously swung his sword.
In the smoke, a huge decapitation knife stabbed out, the blade spinning and throwing away a ring of dust and smoke.
Before Soshyan could see the target clearly, the decapitating knife penetrated the railing behind him, and the thick metal opened a wound. The knife holder then used force to reset the knife, and the crack in the railing widened further.
"The response is pretty quick."
Yugoslav hissed with resentment and slashed again. His thin body sent the weapon to Soshyan's head at an extraordinary speed.
Soshiyang raised his sword to block, guided the opponent's weapon around him, and then swung his sword to the side of the Eldar wearing gorgeous black armor.
The spirit tribe jumped back, glanced at the separated sister on the ground, and suddenly rolled up the body and left.
From the attack to the retreat, it only lasted four or five seconds, and even Talos didn't react much.
"Who is that guy?"
"I don't know, but he took away the body of the Dark Eldar."
On Yugoslav's side, taking away his sister's body and collecting it were only the last remedial measures. After sending Mandela and the vehicle team but unable to capture the Thousand Sons Wizards, he realized that the other party was more powerful than he expected. Tricky.
Although he advocates dueling, he is not an idiot. It is an idiot to exchange his life for the so-called glory. Since he cannot defeat the opponent now, he will find a way to slowly defeat the enemy in the future. This is the idea and attitude that the sons of Commorragh should have. means.
Hard fight? nonexistent!
He wasn't willing to risk his life for something like this.
Now, if I take my sister's body back, maybe my mother can find a way to find a Haemon to save it. Even if she can't do it in the end, at least it will prove what she has done.
But he remembered this debt.
"The Dark Eldar retreat."
Soshyan looked into the distance and saw that the port had been basically burned to the ground. Apart from the corpses, there were basically no living creatures, and there were still a small number of plunderers looking for loot and slaves.
More Dark Eldar with fair skin and dark eyes are returning to their slave ships with a large amount of fresh flesh and blood.
After about half of them disappeared, the last plunderer also left. At this time, the surviving crew members cautiously emerged from the cabin. They were originally desperadoes, but now they only had fear on their faces.
But the matter was not over. After the tragic attack, the door of the Aether Fortress opened and a large number of vehicles flew out. They frightened the survivors, but did not attack.
The defenders who came out just checked the ships one by one. After confirming that all the people were dead, they sent tugboats to tow them away, while those who still had people on them ignored them, just like their previous attitude.
There was only one ship, surrounded by the heavily armed fortress garrison.
"The followers of Tzeentch are here at this juncture. I, Alcantara, as Dragu appointed by the Overlord, have the obligation to monitor anyone coming and going from here, so I have to conduct some basic checks on you... ..investigation."
Outside the berth of the Lost Word, a Dark Eldar officer with three criss-crossing scars on his face, who had taken off his helmet, was crossing his arms and looking at the three "Thousand Sons" with curiosity.
He wears ancient layered armor that is black with gold trim. There are two blade-like protrusions on the shoulder armor, and there is a black heart symbol on his chest, which represents that he comes from the largest conspiracy in Comoros - the Black Heart Conspiracy.
Behind him, there were more than a thousand Dark Eldar soldiers armed with rifles, and twenty Nightmares.
Dragu is the top commander of the Cabal. They are often seen commanding an entire raiding fleet. When a Cabal member is assigned to Dragu, he has access to all Cabal equipment and is therefore often equipped First get incredible protective gear or those ancient relics.
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