Therefore, those seemingly suicidal actions are actually carefully calculated without exception.

Including which landing ship will be destroyed and which one has a high probability of being able to enter low altitude, all come from efficient and unified deployment.

Now, Comoros' energy protection field has finally been torn open, and even the nearby anti-aircraft firepower has become extremely weak. It is simply an excellent opportunity to carry out airborne operations.

As the fleet's intensive firepower began to concentrate on the area, dense high-speed drones also quickly poured in in swarms, and launched fierce attacks on those forts and fortifications at low altitudes, making it clear that they wanted to break through the surface.

Expand the gap and expose this super dark city to orbital bombardment.

As one of the three giants of Death, Visage personally led his team to the ground and fought with the Dark Eldar army who came to block the cave.

"Damn maggots! How dare you collude with the human empire to invade here?"

A Dark Eldar warrior with a high status stared at Visage's red power mecha, his eyes revealing deep hatred and resentment.

"Collusion?

Human Empire?

You seem to have made a mistake.

They are not the army of the human empire, but they are taking orders from a more terrifying existence.

I advise you not to take any chances and honestly lay down your weapons and surrender.

Otherwise, the consequences could be very, very serious.”

There was a hint of mockery in Visage's tone.

Because he had already seen that the viscous oil was continuously seeping into the core of the city along the gaps created by the explosion.

Based on his understanding of this thing between matter and energy, it won't be long before Commorragh will be controlled and completed.

At that time, all weapons, equipment, slaves, armies, and even the corpses, bones, and rotten meat discarded by the Haemonculi in the garbage dump will be reorganized by Shimo Oil and endowed with intelligence and a certain degree of self-awareness, and finally surrender to the unrivaled One

The father of New Phyrexia gave his all.

Just like all planets and races that have been perfected by Shimmering Oil.

The Death Army even believed for a time that Shimmering Oil was the embodiment of the extraordinary power of the father of New Phyrexia, just like the four Chaos Evil Gods of the subspace.

It's just that it breaks the barrier between the two worlds through some unknown method, allowing the matter and energy of the real universe to be intertwined with the spiritual energy of the subspace.

Almost no living thing can escape this infection from the source.

Especially the incarnation of Death, who knows better than anyone else what Zuo Si means as the source of the sparkling oil.

The opponent is completely equivalent to combining the advantages of the two top life forms of the subspace Chaos Evil God and the Star God, and there is no flaw or weakness from head to toe.

It was precisely because of this discovery that the top brass of the Death Army put aside all the pride of the Eldar and chose to surrender.

"Surrender? Are you kidding? Or have you forgotten the rules and traditions here?"

The Dark Eldar warrior sneered and pulled out the sharp blade he carried.

"Are you so eager to die?"

Visage looked at his opponent not far away with a slightly contemptuous look.

"Hmph! It's not certain who will die. As long as I can kill you and Everene, Asduba Victor will definitely give me a higher status and power."

After saying that, the Dark Eldar warriors began to charge at an extremely fast speed.

But before he could rush forward and engage in hand-to-hand combat, he heard a commotion behind him.

He stopped and turned around, only to find that he was being attacked from behind.

The leader of this army was an Eldar woman with a beautiful appearance and an almost perfect figure.

She has a pair of eyes that can make any man's heart beat. She exudes a seductive aura like a succubus from head to toe. She holds a fan made with a sharp blade in her hand, and the end is stained with eye-catching blood.

, obviously some unlucky guy was killed by this seemingly inconspicuous weapon.

"O...Mrs. Aurelia Malus?!"

A Dark Eldar soldier obviously recognized him, with a horrified expression on his face.

Not only him, but also the reactions of other Dark Eldar around him were similar.

Because the name of Mrs. Aurelia Malus is a household name in Comoros, and her life experience is full of legend.

No one knows where this lady came from, but when she first appeared in people's sight, she was already the consort and right-hand man of the supreme ruler, Asdubal Victor.

Regardless of status or power, it belongs to one person below and above ten thousand people.

But this close relationship did not last long, and only a few centuries later, the suspicious Asdubal Viktor drove him out of his palace.

Normally, for a woman like this who is tired of being played and abandoned by those in power, the next script should be full of suffering, insult and tragedy.

But Mrs. Aurelia Malus happened to get the script of a real "big heroine".

Not only did she not recover from this, but she also took her followers to the depths of the Webway, where she had a story with the Laughing God of the Eldar Tribe, Hikoki.

No one knows what the truth is. They only know that when she returned to Comoros, she founded the "Vicious Tongue Cabal" in a very short time and served as the consul herself, developing this originally worthless small group into the City of Darkness.

One of the most powerful forces.

Now even Asdubar Victor dare not easily touch this "ex-wife" who is full of resentment towards him.

His clever and cunning mind can even manipulate the orcs and the human empire, provoke a war between the two sides, and then steal an STC called the "panacea" in front of them.

It is said that this thing has the ability to cure all diseases and plagues, and even the blessed Nurgle will suffer from severe depression when he hears its name.

But now, this STC is locked in the underwear closet of Mrs. Aurelia Malus, no matter how much the human empire pleads, and no matter how generous the conditions it offers, it refuses to hand it over.

And the purpose of doing this is just to feel the pain caused by diseases and plagues that hundreds of millions of human beings are immersed in.

This method of single-handedly torturing the current overlord of the galaxy, the Human Empire, made all the Dark Eldar, including herself, feel so happy.

It remains a popular topic to this day.

Because the process of capturing the "panacea" is so creative and dramatic.

Even the clown troupe had to applaud this wonderful performance.

The most important thing is that Mrs. Aurelia Malus is Evelyn's former superior and one of the original shareholders of the Death Army.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The two have an inexplicable relationship.

There are even conspiracy theories claiming that this lady was deliberately weakening the rule of Asdúbal Viktor when the Gate of Cain opened and a large number of warp demons poured into the city.

Now she has attracted many supporters and has enough strength to fight against her "ex-husband" in Comoros.

If Lady Aurelia Malus rebels, it means that nearly half of the city's forces have fallen to the invading enemies, and the situation is simply not that bad.

"Hehehe, you seem surprised, don't you?"

Accompanied by her iconic laughter, this woman, who can be said to be the most inspirational among the Dark Eldar, slowly approached with graceful steps.

The elite members of the poisonous cabal around her are rapidly advancing to eradicate all threatening targets ahead.

Due to the speed, those who were loyal to Asdubal Victor fell into a pool of blood like wheat, twitching slightly, and some even the color of the blood flowing out was black, obviously.

The weapon was poisoned by the deadly poison.

"Why? Why do you want to help these outsiders?"

The Dark Eldar warrior with noble status asked sharply with a puzzled look on his face.

In his opinion, even if the other party has a grudge against Asdubal Victor, whom he is loyal to, it should be an internal issue. At such a critical moment, it is still necessary to maintain unity and ensure the safety of Comoros first.

"Why?

This is a good question.

I also want to know why Asdubar Victor expelled me from the court.

It's a pity that he hasn't been able to give me a satisfactory answer until now.

In addition, you little idiot may not realize what this attack represents.

Do you think Asdubal Victor’s enemies are just the Death Army?

No!

The Death Army is just the vanguard, a puppet in the hands of the real master behind the scenes.

Even if we win this war, we cannot win.

Because the other party will send a more powerful force to conquer Comoros.

So since there is no chance of winning, why don’t I seize the opportunity to join a more powerful new master?”

As the last word was blurted out, the fan of the knife in Mrs. Aurelia Malus's hand instantly turned into a flash of cold light, and she cut off the unlucky man's head on the spot.

The whole movement is smooth and flowing, giving people a pleasing elegance and agility.

It has to be said that when it comes to art, every elven race in the entire multiverse is absolutely at the top level, even if it is dark and cruel art that exudes a strong smell of blood.

"Long time no see, you are still so beautiful and charming."

Visage took the initiative to put one hand on his chest and say hello to this ally.

To be exact, Mrs. Aurelia Malus definitely contributed a lot to the fact that the Death Army was able to invade so smoothly.
To be continued...