Judging from the outline, the Dark Eldar's Razorwing fighter resembles a notched double-edged sword. The crescent-shaped wings and sword-like sharp arcs give them destructive energy.
Imperial commanders often confuse them with Ark Eldar interceptors, as they both share the elegance of Eldar vehicles and can streak across the sky at breakneck speeds, but in reality Razorwing pilots specialize in more than just aerial combat. Intercepting, they also advocate massacre of troops on the ground.
The Razorwings carry a missile so lethal that when the entire formation unleashes a salvo, the ground often looks like it has been plowed by invisible giant claws.
The most accurate of these Eldar missiles is called the Dukama. It is remotely controlled by a driver and is designed to target dense enemy groups. When the Dukama missile detonates, it emits not the usual shock wave, but a built-in force field. The bound cutting energy beam can decapitate or directly cut into two pieces the enemies within the affected range.
Kayon was not surprised. He just ordered the operator to open the cargo hold and throw out a huge metal cargo box.
One of the Razorwings flew near the cargo container, and then the fighter plane flew out two iron claws. Without any inspection, it turned around and flew towards the port, and the other Razorwings also returned.
"This is the rule of the Bloody Forest. Just hand over the parking fee. They won't be able to communicate in any language. If you don't understand this rule, the result will be -"
Kayon pointed to the wreckage of a small merchant ship a few kilometers away.
“They’re getting it themselves, and they’re getting more.”
"What's in the box? They're not checking it?"
Talos asked curiously.
Kayan smiled and replied:
"They will use the scanner on the fighter plane to check. As for what's inside...it's a strange beast I bought from Ulan Huda. This kind of thing is a hot commodity in the Comoros Arena, so they That’s how refreshing it is.”
“What happens if something is not satisfactory?”
"They will wait until their patience is exhausted before they open fire. The patience of the Dark Eldar...may only be ten seconds or several minutes, it depends on the person."
After paying the fee, the basic services of the Dark Eldar were still available. A small guide ship then guided the Lost Word to a location closer to the port guard area. At this location, unless someone wants to disclose the conspiracy with the Bloody Forest Otherwise, the Lost Whisperer would basically be safe.
As one of the main ports of Comoros, Port of Lost Souls has hundreds of ships arriving or departing at any time most of the time, but since the attack of the Fourteenth Legion began, there have been far fewer ships arriving. , but there were quite a few ships leaving, so the Lost Word still attracted some attention.
However, since there are no obvious signs on this ship, we can only guess that it is a human ship from its appearance.
But when the owner of the ship stepped onto the ground in the port area, the curiosity of the peepers suddenly turned into surprise.
The Thousand Sons themselves are rare. Even in a place like Commorragh, a Thousand Sons wizard has not appeared for thousands of years, but this time three of them appeared at once.
For Soshyan, this is also the reason why he has seen so many kinds of aliens in his life. In addition to the Eldar that can be seen everywhere, there are also many strange alien life forms, such as semi-vegetable life forms that look like shrubs. , and soft-bodied life with a carapace like a snail.
When he raised his head, he could see a huge black structure stretching above his head like a skeleton, and he could vaguely see towering spiers. Some virtual projections of Dark Eldar wearing armor flashed high, and they all had heads and faces. Archons.
"Kayon, is this your plan?"
Talos didn't like those peeking eyes, it made him very uncomfortable.
"Yes, that's it. Just let them know that we are here. Someone will take the initiative to find us next."
With that said, he took Soshyan and Talos and walked towards the Unbound City.
At the same time, in the high tower of Malus's secret garden, a graceful figure was dancing.
Her waist is as soft as a water elf. While jumping and spinning, she raises her wrists and lowers her eyebrows, gently relaxes her little hands, closes and holds the fan in her hand, like a jade sleeve blowing the wind, elegant and vigorous.
Accompanied by the clear music, she turned, swung, opened, closed, and twisted like flowing water and clouds without any hindrance. The translucent white robe was freely draped on her elegant body, as if being blown by the sacred breeze.
Another Eldar girl on the side, wearing a black outfit and holding a cat in her arms, stared at the dancer's beautiful appearance. Her long hair was now braided into a bunch that stood high on her head, and her lower body was in black. The leather trousers cling to the skin and outline the perfect curves of the legs. Because she is not wearing shoes, her delicate toes are also exposed to the air, making her look a little naughty.
After a moment, the spirit girl put the cat aside, then nodded and clapped her hands.
"Veronica, you are very talented. It seems that the way of dancing is suitable for you."
Veronica stopped after spinning in a circle, looked at the other party with her astonishing green eyes, and smiled:
"I have only studied for a few days, and I am still far away from the path. On the contrary, wouldn't it be a pity for you to give up on your path like this?"
"It's no pity. If you're tired, you're tired. If you're tired of it, you're tired. If you didn't ask for it, I wouldn't even bother to move."
With that said, Ifreni turned off the small broadcasting equipment on the side.
"Then at least thank you for your willingness to spend time with me and your willingness to teach me these things."
"You also shared many interesting stories with me. We are equal exchanges, and no one owes anyone a favor."
Efreni said, leaning against the window edge, then bent her waist back, and leaned out of the window at almost a ninety-degree angle.
"But always being around an innocent guy like you makes me a little stupid."
Veronica walked to the other party and looked into the distance, which seemed to be the port area of Comoros.
"That Hespera is very strong, right? Otherwise she wouldn't be Victor's representative."
"Just be strong. It's not like I haven't defeated strong opponents before."
"You look confident."
"I haven't fought before, and no one knows. You can't ask me to admit defeat first."
As she said that, Ifreni straightened up suddenly, then turned to look at Veronica.
"That ape of yours will most likely not come, not to mention that the followers of the Corrupt God are storming the Webway right now."
Veronica leaned against the window edge, gently curling her hair with the fingers of her right hand, and replied calmly:
"I didn't expect him to come."
"You don't like the identity that Madam has assigned you, do you?"
"You can see this without me telling you, right?"
Efreni looked at each other, then suddenly turned around, facing the window, and whispered:
"When I defeat Hespera, I will let you go."
Veronica was stunned at first, although a warm smile appeared on her face.
"Aren't you in danger?"
"I have my own way."
"Well, thank you very much, but I still don't want you to take risks for me."
Efreni snorted softly and explained:
"Don't get me wrong, I just think a guy like you is not suitable to live here. Go back to your ark, that's where you should be."
Veronica smiled and said nothing, but suddenly her heart suddenly began to throb, causing her to subconsciously cover her chest.
Ifreni turned her head, noticing this.
"What's wrong?"
"No...it's okay, it's just..."
She turned her head and looked at Minato. Her precognitive ability told her that someone seemed to be haunting her.
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