Victor knew the importance of the Aether Fortress better than anyone else, so when the fortress fell, he immediately contacted the Harlequin Troupe and quickly planned a counterattack.
The first step in counterattack is to activate the "self-purification" mechanism of the network channel.
As the waves of energy generated by the Webway's self-cleaning mechanism crashed mercilessly against the walls of the corrupted fortress, carving gaps in the parapets covered with moss and fungi, the Harlequins of the Froststars and the Marauders of the Black-Hearted Cabal He had sneaked into the fortress quietly.
Their mission is to kill and defeat the corrupt god's outposts before they become aware of them, leaving them deaf and blind.
As early as the first moment after the fall of the fortress, hundreds of small-scale conflicts broke out between small groups of different Harlequin troupes and the Plague Marines. Although the scale of these encounters was small, they were equally full of blood and violence. .
After solving some of the sentinels of the Fourteenth Army, the plan came to the second step.
With the keen eyesight of a predator, Master of Plunder Sidi discovered the weak points in the enemy's troop deployment, and ordered Harlequin to activate a very famous artifact of the Ancient Eldar Empire, "The Breath of Moiraine Haig", to turn the turbulent night into darkness. The tide was sent through the gaps in the fortifications.
Moiraine Haig is the companion of Kane the Bloodhand and the god worshiped by the Howling Banshee. Her old appearance has also been given the title of the God of the Crone, and the breath of Moiraine Haig is the legend she left behind. An artifact in the human world, the mist released can not only paralyze the senses, but also corrode subspace creations and non-eldar life. It is a very domineering and cruel weapon, but it requires powerful spiritual energy to activate.
Since Commorragh prohibits their own people from using psychic powers, this task was given to the troupe.
Everything is so mysterious and silent. The deadly fog from the ancient Eldar pantheon seeps into the Corrupted Fortress. This dark night fog can even obscure the senses of Space Marines. Even in the core area of the fortress, you can feel it deep into the bones. of coldness.
While the determined Plague Marines hold a firm grip on their positions and vow to kill any intruders who dare attack the fortress, they suddenly find themselves surrounded by a cold and impenetrable fog.
The fog slowed their thinking and dulled their senses.
It turns out that even the minds of stoic followers of the God of Corruption are not immune to the Harlequin's tricks.
In the chaos, the initially mobilized defenders became easy targets for the influx of Ada spearheads.
Silent and ghostly, the mimes roam the lower halls of the fortress. They are superb marksmen, blocking every turn and every passage with arrow-shaped stars that pierce the heart and plunge into the throat, blocking anything that stands in their way. Everything was ruthlessly knocked down.
Mime performers are also called distaeus in Ada language. They are dancers on the stage, but they are not members of the troupe. They only follow the orders of the mime master. They are also responsible for acting as the troupe's publicity and organizing the performance before the performance. On the battlefield, he plays the role of assassin and infiltrator.
At the beginning of the siege, the Mummers were almost inside the armory hall in the center of the fortress - where the Plague Marines were gathering.
The Plague Marines are as silent as the mimes, but a calm rage burns in their hearts, and not even the suffocating haze of sorcery can dampen these warriors' spirits.
Without any confusion, they exerted their excellent military qualities, built defenses at an astonishing speed, and planned counterattack paths. They did not retreat to the defense line, but took the initiative to hunt down the invaders.
Soon, through hidden rifts and secret passages, the Plague Marines closed the distance to the Eldar, rushing towards the abominable Pointy Ears from every possible direction, Nurgle's three-ring symbol burning in the mist.
The Plague Marines sliced through the Reaver's armor with their blades, shattering the pale flesh, while the Mummers were torn apart by a barrage of bolters, and fatherly lamentations echoed through the lower halls.
However, as the Fourteenth Legion poured the blood of the Ada over the fortress, more silent raiders surged in, and the sickening night fog grew thicker.
Soon, the powerful defenders found themselves tightly surrounded. The shadowy Mandela climbed on the walls and used his claws to tear apart the armor to draw life energy. The predators brandished their curved blades and rushed out of the fog, dying. The Fool uses terrifying heavy weapons to knock down the tough warrior.
The situation of the defenders suddenly took a turn for the worse.
“There’s no end to the pointy ears of this garbage!”
Johnny Barber of the 'Zero' team roared as he slammed the edge of his broad-bladed ax into a clown wearing a hateful mask. The next moment, the unfortunate creature's stumps were scattered all over the ground.
"We're surrounded."
Having said that, the smile in Plague Marine's words suggested that he was simply happy to have so many enemies to slaughter,
"That's right."
As Nukrain Rotis spoke, he took out a poisonous skull and threw it at the swarming enemies.
"Just think about it, just kill them, every minute of it."
There are currently no casualties among the team members, but each one has been cut by the enemy's machete and is covered in blood.
Though some of the wounds were deep, Newcraan Rotis felt no pain, and the runes on his armor sang, burning in his flesh and sending divine energy to his limbs.
He even still has the energy to carry out his creation——
"...Death is inevitable, but so is glory."
In addition to language, he also wrote his own legend with corpses everywhere.
"come!"
Newcraan Rotis roared in provocation, and another flying figure rushed towards him. The figure held a long knife and went straight to the plague lord's neck.
The Plague Lord responded heavily, suddenly leaned down, bumped his shoulder into the Comorian bastard's chest, and then suddenly raised his leg, crushing the opponent's head directly.
But there were still more enemies running from both ends of the passage. Newkeran Rotis caught a glimpse of the smooth scales on the snake-men, and those tough and tough figures slid on the floor at high speed, waving multiple arms. Come.
Newkeran Lotis actually expected that the enemy would counterattack, but he was surprised by the cunning of these Eldar. They seemed to know the legion's plan, and they were so decisive in abandoning the fortress, but they opened a trial passage in the fortress and After consuming a lot of energy and becoming weakest, it suddenly kills.
Now that the passage has not been fully opened, it is impossible for Typhons to stop, and the fortress without energy has no possibility of defense against the enemy's surprise attack. It can only resist inside the fortress - although Typhons claims to A loving father, but reluctant to use his precious fleet to compete with the Eldar, he actually withdrew the fleet to the other side of the webway, insisting on waiting for the Primarch to bring the main force to rendezvous.
What's even more troublesome is that the Spirit Clan seems to have figured out their military strength - there are only less than 3,000 people, which gives the Spirit Clan the confidence to counterattack.
"Damn it!"
Suddenly, a single molecular disk flew out of the foggy darkness and hit Johnny Barber in the throat, directly detaching the head of this battle-hardened warrior - the first casualty of 'Disc Zero' Appeared.
Then, more single-molecule discs flew over. Newkrain Lotis roared because of the death of the warriors, then turned sideways, and a short spear penetrated deeply with the sound of howling wind. The ground where he originally stood.
