As a half-born, almost all cabals in Comoros have no future, and only the Black Heart Cabal can give them such a meager hope.
Correspondingly, you have to pay more, but there are always rewards.
As the commander of Aether Fortress No. 9, he loyally serves Archon Victor, which naturally brings him power and many secret promises that have not yet been revealed.
At the same time, for a half-born son who only has a code name, such service also brings him a name.
Jordan Simon.
The name was given to him by Victor, and even now, many centuries later, he still remembered the circumstances of how he had received it - he had thought that he would be attached to the family under the conspiracy system to which he had devoted his life. The sentimentality of the relationship will disappear.
But in fact he is still forever grateful for his name, because only those half-born children who are considered valuable will be named - the vast majority of people are always full of conspiracy from birth to entering a new life until they complete their The host service is nameless.
But Jordan Simon was famous, and therefore, more than just Cabal fodder.
Even in the eyes of others, he is just Victor's loyal dog.
"Drachu, what should we do now?"
In the palace-like command post of the Ether Fortress, there are a large number of monitors and communication devices unique to the Eldar. Except for the combatants, everyone else is staring at their screens seriously.
Several nightmares stood closest to Jordan Simon, followed by his officers.
"What exactly is going on now?"
As Dragu, who is second only to the consul in the Black Heart Cabal, Jordan Simon rarely has anything to embarrass him, but today he showed a bitter look on his face.
Just half an hour ago, the environment around the Aether Fortress suddenly became bad.
Although the webway has indeed become more unstable after the great fall, and the situation has been further worsened by the chaos of a certain golden ape, the webway around Comoros is still basically solid, and such collapses rarely occur.
"The collapse of the network wall is still intensifying, sir, and matter is becoming more and more unstable, and there are still many substances from the Supreme Sky seeping in."
"Is there any hostile situation?"
"Not yet, my lord, it's just that the etheric fog is getting thicker and thicker."
Jordan Simon sighed sadly. Aetheric fog often appears in damaged webways. This is a natural phenomenon similar to the product of the conflict between subspace matter and the cleansing mechanism of the webway.
But this time the etheric mist was particularly strong, almost covering the fortress, and the color was still a very unsettling green.
"Activate low visibility protocol, I'm going to go outside and take a look."
The technician immediately transmitted the command to the communication line. Due to the suppression effect of the ether fog, Jordan Simon could already hear the sound being dispersed and making a hissing sound.
Then, he left the hall and walked to an open-air platform. The visor of his helmet flashed, then dimmed, cutting off the initial light.
He was standing at the highest point of the fortress, standing there with his hands on his hips and looking at his territory. The ruins composed of ancient Eldar buildings were the foundation of the fortress. Those defensive forts and fortifications left dense traces on the bone-white foundation. Small holes.
Not far away is an arc-shaped port, where ships entering Comoros must anchor.
He stopped as he turned into the distance.
There, there was only dirty green, mixed with purple spots of warp, forming an invisible, moving whole.
Jordan Simon looked at it for a while, then snapped his fingers. A lingering lieutenant stepped forward and elbowed the others away.
"Dracula, what are your orders?"
"Order all guards to enter the highest wartime state and ensure that all defense facilities can be activated immediately."
"Copy that, sir."
The unknown adjutant turned around and hurriedly ran towards the stairs.
Jordan Simon turned around again and looked at the approaching green ether mist. He had fought in countless worlds and liked to surprise unsuspecting enemies the most, but at the same time, he also disliked watching. Do not fight where the enemy is.
"Try the communicator again, signal to the Overlord, we are in trouble."
"Dracula, still unable to contact Commorragh."
"Then none of the messengers have returned? Not one?"
"No, sir...none."
"Dracula!"
An officer screamed in horror. Jordan Simon turned his head and looked along the other's trembling arms, and saw a huge beast with ferocious flesh and blood and sharp claws and teeth looming in the vast green ether mist.
It is like a water monster in a deep pool of sewage, staring at the unsuspecting prey on the water, slowly approaching.
Seeing this thing, Jordan Simon's slender eyes widened wider than human beings, and then he screamed:
"The lackey of the Plague God! It's an enemy attack! An enemy attack!"
The next moment, the monster moved, its majestic body dragging thick fog, surrounded by a large number of ships of various sizes.
"Raise the shield! Raise the shield! All counterattack firepower is activated."
Just as the shield of the Aether Fortress rose rapidly, the bow of the leader's behemoth also emitted a dull light, and then terrifying energy burst out, like a sharp blade piercing the fortress.
boom--
The violent impact caused the entire fortress to shake. Jordan Simon, who was sitting on the command throne and watching the battle outside, looked as pale as a corpse.
He had recognized the infamous battleship and realized how much trouble he was in.
"Terminus...Terminus! It's actually the terminus! How did they suddenly appear here!"
In response, the Aether Fortress, which condensed the essence of the Dark Eldar's military power, and all the heavy dark spears, decomposition cannons, pulse cannons, storm vortex projectors, void spears, etc. installed on it, immediately sprayed out deadly counterattack firepower. A dense explosion was created in the assault fleet.
At the same time, the Razorwing formation and the Void Crow formation in the fortress also took off urgently to fight with the fighter formation of the Fourteenth Legion's raid fleet.
The battle became intense from the beginning, with both sides showing no mercy and pouring their strongest firepower into each other.
But the Dark Eldar are after all an ancient force that has been entrenched in the Webway for countless years. The Aether Fortress built with its profound heritage is not only strong in defense, but also has ferocious firepower. The Fourteenth Legion can only defeat it with all its strength, but now a squadron wants to It seems more difficult to cope with it.
After several rounds of bombardment, the Ether Fortress gave up the defense of the port and shrank the shield in the fortress area. Several cruisers and frigates of the Fourteenth Legion's raid fleet turned into wreckage in the webway. The side cannon of the Terminus Bits were also hit hard.
At this time, after pulling in enough distance, the believers of the God of Plague used their trump card——
Jump gang!
