"Khenpo! Khenpo!"
When Tenzin Zunzhu helped Garmozejie up, smoke was still coming out of his armor.
Garmozejie felt that his head had suffered a heavy blow. It was beyond his expectations that the thing could actually release the anti-spiritual ability field at close range. If it weren't for the cover of others around him, something might have really happened.
He stood up and looked around, everyone firing in a different direction, their faces illuminated by the flames of the muzzle.
The spirit races rushed in, and many Chaos Space Marines fell down. They were trapped in the siege back to back, even after their death, the bodies stacked together, and the scene was very tragic.
"Don't be in a fight! We have to go out!"
When he ran again, the rest of the people followed him, but running blindly was ridiculous, they had to have the right direction and no chance of trial and error.
Garmozejie activated his spiritual energy again. Although he could only vaguely see the future situation, this was enough.
“A slope at three o’clock!”
He shouted.
“On the other side!”
He rushed through the room, up the slope, and halfway through, he looked back and saw the rest still firing, the darkness around them was filled with reflections of the outer shell of the spindle bee, and a phantom warrior was dragged out of his sight, disappearing under a wave of shaking limbs.
Their spiritual power has no effect here.
"Don't fight anymore! I don't want to repeat the third time! Let's go!"
Garmozejie once again drove his spiritual power crazily, and the surging subspace tides surged out from the cracks split by the Snow Lotus Blade. If it was elsewhere, this might cause a disaster.
But this is the Black Stone Fortress, and the subspace cracks heal quickly, just blowing a cell of bees away.
In the end, less than two hundred people were left on the ramp. They fought all the way and fought for survival. The wreckage of many beasts and bees rolled to both sides.
Garmozejie was the first to climb to the top of the slope, and to see what was behind him, he stopped shakingly, muttering a curse in his mouth, and the snow lotus blade in his hand hung weakly.
The next room was empty, as big as the front, with a crystal spire on the ceiling facing the port area.
Starlight poured down from the window glass, allowing him to clearly see the scene outside. In the void, huge spiritual warships were fired. The most conspicuous of them was an ark world, which was the largest warship Garmozejie had ever seen, and the Chaos warships hiding under the extended arms of the black stone were burning, breaking, and rolling.
In this case, even if he returns to the ship, he is likely to be unable to leave. Garmozejie looked at the snow lotus blade in his hand. He could use the sub-space to escape, but others could not leave. There are subordinates and apprentices whom he values ​​very much. Moreover, if he escapes alone, he doesn't have to do the dream of dividing the legacy of the pirates.
This big whirlpool was just a waste of time and he had to pay a group of direct troops.
How could he be willing!?
But he is stronger than others, and he may have to pay for it even if he doesn't leave. Although he has the Snow Lotus Blade and does not take the spirit race seriously, he is not so arrogant that he thinks he can fight against the entire Ark world.
Garmozejie could only suppress his anger, and looked back at the people running up one after another, and then his eyes were fixed on the Tenzin Zunzhu. Although he was a recruit, he was the most talented young man in the group now and the apprentice taught by Garmozejie himself. Only this person he had to take away.
"Denzin, come here!"
"Yes, Khenpo!"
Tenzeng Zunzhu hurriedly ran to Garmozejie, but the other party put his hand on his shoulder and whispered:
"Stay calm down for a while and remember the skills I taught you about how to travel through subspace."
Tenzeng Zunzhu was startled first, then nodded. He knew what the other party was going to do.
Just as Garmozejie raised his hand and was about to swing his knife, a wolf howl suddenly exploded in everyone's heart.
The sudden howling swept through the real space and the subspace, and the brute force used to subdue the perception of every psychic and spiritual race. Garmozejie shouted and threw down his weapon. The Tenzin Zunzhu curled up in pain and twitched violently.
Even the spiritual races knelt down one after another.
"That's...what!?"
In pain, Tenzin Zunzhu shouted.
"Khenpo! I feel something has bit my soul! Supreme God! Is it some evil god??"
"No, it's not the destruction power... something is coming!"
Garmozejie was one of the few people who had not fallen. He picked up the snow lotus blade to support him and gasped.
"It...it has...extremely powerful power! What is it! What can be so unparalleled! I can't imagine what it is!?"
As he said that, he used the power of the Snow Lotus Blade to force the pain out of his mind. Although the Danzeng Zun Pearl recovered, he still knelt beside him, and blood flowed out of his ears.
"What would it be...thing?"
"I don't know, but it's wild, cold, irritable... ruthless."
At this time, Garmozejie saw the Eldar fleet turning, as if it was frightened by some enemy. Then a Eldar cruiser exploded suddenly, and a huge gray beast passed through its wreckage. Garmozejie widened his eyes, almost thinking he was dreaming.
"This is...the Queen of Glory!!!"
"Queen of Glory?"
The Tenzeng Zunzhu was stunned. He had only heard of this kind of ship in legends.
"It won't be wrong...this look...I won't read it wrong."
"Which legion does this belong to?"
Garmozejie widened his eyes, his eyes covered with white frost, and then his eyes penetrated the layers of space and reached the distant warship.
At this moment, he seemed to be standing in front of a gray, moving mountain range, which had highly militarized elements that all warships of the modern empire did not have. There was no unnecessary decoration, nor all kinds of weird buildings, only magnificent cannons and flashing equipment, and the gray-iron armor was like the eternal frost of the death world.
Suddenly, something passed by his eyes, and Garmozejie quickly gathered the center of the gods.
He saw that it was a fierce wolf head, and a number VI.
This made his whole body tremble for a moment, and he let out a long breath, then whispered in an excited and fearful voice:
"I know what it is, the Sixth Legion Primrose... Riemanlus!"
"ah!"
The Tenzeng Zunzhu was also shocked.
"Khenpo, is this the glory queen of the space wolf? Rimanruth is here? Didn't he disappear for ten thousand years??"
"Only him, only him..."
Garmozejie narrowed his eyes and murmured to himself:
"Even the primordial body is here, this big vortex seems really interesting, but it is too dangerous... Our current strength is probably not enough to participate in such a game."
Then he turned around and said excitedly to everyone:
"Our good luck is here! Everyone boards the ship immediately! Take the opportunity of the Spirits to deal with this glorious queen, and we will evacuate quickly! Head to Xinbadab!"
"Is this the Queen of Glory?"
Because they had no spiritual talent and were not affected much, Viengar looked away in surprise. They did not have the ability of Garmozejie, but could only vaguely see a ship crossing the spiritual front.
Chapter completed!