In the vast passage of Blackstone Fortress, some figures moved at incredible speeds in complete silence. They were like conceived illusions, lingering on the edge of sight, like the lurking shadow of death, in the light. The shadows of the dim corridor flickered like darkness.
Silent grace bursts from their movements, and the dark figures bathe in this silence like a composer immersed in his own symphony.
There are not many creatures in the galaxy that can be so fast, silent and elegant, and they often have a unified name——
Ada.
Gathered together to answer a silent call, they slip through the tangle of reality, sliding toward dark places like spiders on the run.
Their target is an echo of an ancient empire, now stagnant in the void like the body of a dying beast.
Outside, Ada's fleet has surrounded the Blessing of Vaal, and all they have to do is clean up the filth inside.
The Ivahan War Group is one of the first war groups to enter the Blackstone Fortress. The War Group is a relatively common combat unit of the Ark Eldar. It usually consists of 12-24 warriors. Its characteristic is that the organization is flexible and the team can include different groups. The warriors of a single path can also be composed of a single path, and the leader is usually the war chief.
Ivahan is the commander who leads the battle group, but he is different from the common commander strategies. He was previously a Dracula in the Bloody Forest Conspiracy. After joining the royal court, he studied under the shrine of the dark god of death. Therefore, His armor maintains much of the style of the Dark Eldar, except that his helmet is replaced by the pale skull helmet of the Dark Reaper, and his weapon is a Death Reaper combined with a Commorran saw blade.
Their mission is to clear the way from the Webway Gate to the true core of Vaal's Blessing.
"Enemies found ahead."
An ethereal voice sounded in Ivahan's ears. It was Baina from the war group. She was originally a witch spirit and now also works part-time as a howling banshee.
"receive."
A succinct answer came back quickly, and the battle group began to spread out quickly, some even running on the walls and rushing through the passages like invisible shadows.
In the hall at the end of the passage, there are thousands of savage apes who have defiled the sacred place and been polluted by the supreme enemy——
Well, I can only think about these words in my heart. At least for now in the royal court, it is taboo to say this word. Ivahan is absolutely loyal to the queen because she gave him a new life and stopped him from being bullied. She is an eternal threat to the enemy, and she also represents the new hope of this ancient race, but that Phoenix King...
In principle, that person is also the person he must be loyal to, but this matter is very strange if you think about it carefully.
However, regarding this matter, their real boss, Minister Doral, currently one of the most powerful figures in the royal court, has his own statement. He declared that the Phoenix King has transcended race and is neither human nor spiritual. clan, just like Asuryan manifested in the form of a phoenix instead of an Eldar clan.
Of course, there are arguments, and they are very simple and easy to understand, that is - even the most powerful humans now, those called Astartes enhanced people, are less than one percent of their strength. This is like claiming that elephants and Ants are the same race. With such a huge difference in strength, the two cannot be summarized as one race. In fact, this is a bit unreasonable, but it is not completely unreasonable.
At least Ivahan had witnessed with his own eyes the scene when the Phoenix King was causing trouble in Commorragh, and he didn't think that was a power that an ape should have.
Strength is something more convincing than any bloodline or genes.
The moment the battle group appeared above the heads of these Chaos believers, dozens of people fell, and others didn't even know how they died.
In the chaos, many people shot blindly and howled wildly.
A beam of laser cut through the air. Ivahan slid sideways. Without a moment's hesitation, he pulled the trigger of the Reaper and fired a hail of bullets at a group of Chaos believers who gathered like frightened animals, killing them instantly. Cut into minced meat less than the size of your little finger.
When he stood back up, two Cabal warriors who had become Dire Avengers had moved closer to him, moving into combat positions to protect their commander.
Even though hundreds of people were knocked down in a few breaths, the Chaos believers relied on their absolute numerical advantage and crazy morale to fight back by stepping on the bodies of the fallen.
Although they lacked equipment and crude weapons, their Chaos-tainted brains ignored fear.
But madness was not enough to reverse the disparity in strength. The shurikens accurately cut through the air, and each shot penetrated deeply into the mutated flesh of the cultists.
Row after row of people fell down, like blown wheat.
Wearing a thin armor and a banshee mask, Baina jumped high over the head of a cult leader holding a machine gun. The short blade of her left hand passed through the opponent's neck and separated his head from his body.
The moment she landed lightly, she slashed the long blade of her right hand at the waist of another enemy, splitting him in two instantly.
When two machete-wielding cultists charged in from the front, she let out a soul-freezing scream, knocking them down and causing their brains to explode directly inside their skulls.
Another warrior danced the Nagi spirit sword gracefully and accurately, forming a death spiral around his body.
She was originally a Witch Spirit, but now she has become an Assault Scorpion. The green armor clings to her elegant body curves, but even after leaving Commorragh, she still uses her best long-handled weapon to fight against evil. The cultists slashed bravely in the team, cutting off the enemy's limbs from the body as if they were completing a work of art. At the same time, the slender helmet sprayed small poisonous fragments around, burning the faces of the cultists who dared to approach, infuriating They start melting from the inside.
Just when the cultists were almost slaughtered, Iwahan, who had keen senses, heard heavy and messy footsteps coming from a distance, as well as gasps——
The other party is not an ape, or rather it is not an ape.
Listen to the footsteps, heavy, wearing armor——
Not surprisingly, they are the true slaves of the Supreme Evil God, those fallen Astartes
So he immediately used telepathic communication to issue instructions to the warriors in the surrounding battle group, and then they immediately eliminated the remaining mortal cultists and moved towards the entrance of the passage. At this time, the other party's rough conversation could already be picked up by the keen ears of the Eldar. arrive.
“It smells like blood”
“I can’t control that much anymore”
"I didn't expect those bastards in Wengar to rebel."
"I feel like this red pirate is going to die."
"Find a way out quickly and get out of here. In the worst case, we will surrender to Abaddon."
Soon, 11 servants of the enemy wearing red armor broke into Ivahan's sight. They were obviously frightened by the massacre in the hall and took up their weapons one after another.
However it was too late.
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(End of chapter)
