Armin had just teamed up with a comrade to chop off a nightmare's head with a sword when he heard a melodious and sinister voice.
In an instant, the remaining four nightmares retreated simultaneously.
At first Armin even expected to see a whole team of terrifying alien warriors, but in the end he could only make out a single figure.
"Here comes another ugly thing!"
Armin noticed that some symbols on the tall warrior's armor were glowing, which undoubtedly contained evil energy, and there was also a faint human face sliding across it, which made the hair on the back of Armin's neck tingle.
"Originally I just wanted to trap you in the forest, and I'll deal with you after the things over there are resolved, but it's also good to do this now. When your soul reaches that place, you can tell everyone who killed you. "
Twisted Gothic with a Comoran serpentine accent hissed smoothly in the humid air.
"We control the night as we control fear, and let it flow through your veins. You may think you can be protected by your companions, but we will feast on your soul before dawn."
The Chief Consul, Valosian Seselak, also known as the "Soul Hunter", slowly walked out of the darkness with elegant steps.
Armin narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Alien, put away your lies. You are incapable of breaking through the fortress. You have no idea what kind of power is waiting for you."
The chief executive waved his hand and said with a smile:
"You mean those guys on the track who are as stupid as you? You don't even-"
As he spoke, his pale face suddenly stiffened, and then turned into twisted anger.
He stared at Armin with burning eyes and said softly:
"It seems that you are hiding something that I don't know about."
Then, he slowly drew out the withered blade from his waist.
"It seems that I have to kill you now. It's a pity that I have arranged the plan for so long. However, I don't think everything will go as planned."
"For the Emperor!"
Armin raised his chainsword and charged forward, as did the other veterans, and the new recruits opened fire.
The Dark Eldar did not dare to show weakness. The nightmares and warriors brandished their swords to fight back, and the poison crystals flew across the air.
With a howl, Armin drew a huge arc with his power sword, intending to cut off the alien's body directly.
Valosian turned around gracefully and casually laid his weapon across the path of Armin's sword.
The size difference between the two was huge, but as a scream of metal rubbing against metal came out, sparks flew out when the two weapons came into contact, and Armin's attack was ineffective.
Jacob also joined the fight. He stared at the bastard who had been sneaking up on him before. The opponent had obviously run out of ammunition, so he replaced it with a pair of machetes.
For Jacob, who had lost a hand, facing such an enemy alone was almost a suicide.
After all, when heading into battle and storms or any other kind of danger, it's one thing to know that you're going to survive by some shitty luck or the Emperor's blessing, but it's another to know without a shadow of a doubt that your life will soon be over. It's the same thing.
Jacob looked into his soul and found that fear was there, but it did not consume him.
He felt strangely nervous and excited at the same time, but he was not afraid. More, there was anger in his heart, and a desire for revenge against the aliens made his fear almost insignificant.
The recruit felt that he had reached the climax of his desire to kill, and he was eager to attack his enemy, almost desperate to start the killing.
But his speed was too slow.
Gu Feng
"Haha, monkey, I won't let you die too easily, although the tenacity of your original life is beyond my imagination. You almost consumed all my bullets by yourself."
While the other party was mocking Jacob, he kept cruising around him.
Anxiety took over Jacob, and he actually felt himself slowing down.
The complex and various wounds on his body caused the strength to disappear from the body, and the speed also disappeared.
He blocked the opponent's attack with one arm, and then moved away to avoid the second attack, but the edge of the scimitar still cut open his breastplate, leaving a large blood stain on his chest.
Jacob swung his right arm, but it only hit an afterimage. He now only relied on intuition and reflexes to fight, and his attacks no longer had the power they once had.
But that doesn't stop him from coming face to face with a monster he's convinced will kill him.
Taking a step back, they briefly stopped to look at each other, both of them feeling the touch of fate.
"Monkey, I can keep your head or eyes."
"If you have the guts, come and try it, you eggless alien."
Jacob saw the opponent's gauntlets clenching tightly, which was the flash of the opponent about to attack, and he dodged back in advance when the opponent attacked.
This guy was really fast. Jacob could barely deflect his attack with his sword, let alone completely escape.
When he was doing this, the opponent suddenly made a big swing and kicked him in the jaw, knocking him to the ground.
It was hard to imagine that such slender limbs could explode with such huge power, which made Jacob roll back with stars in his eyes.
When he raised his eyes, the scimitar had already slashed down in a shining arc. Jacob barely had time to roll to the side and suddenly reached out to grab an alien corpse next to him.
When the machete hits the target, blood spurts on him, making a sound like a butcher chopping meat.
Jacob then kicked out a kick, but his opponent jumped out of the way and slashed the scimitar again.
This time Jacob had time to block the chain sword in his right hand in front of him, but the position he placed it was not good, and the impact pushed the weapon into his chest.
This time, he screamed in pain under the impact and felt his blood flowing out of his chest.
"This is called reaping the consequences!"
The Dark Eldar mocked, raising the scimitar again and preparing to chop it down again.
Jacob rolled over in pain and stood up, dodged forward in time, fell to the ground again, and then stood up again.
He found himself face to face with another Dark Eldar, who had his claw blade raised, ready to kill him.
"No, don't kill him! He's mine!"
He heard the roar of the Dark Eldar behind him, and the alien in front of him suddenly stopped in surprise. Jacob used this opportunity to smash his chain sword into the guy's ribs, and turned back in time to block the attack of the scimitar.
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The impact not only made his right arm numb, he also felt like something was broken on his wrist.
Soon, a sharp pain came from his arm, and the chain sword slipped from his numb left hand.
The alien's weird pointed helmet burst out with a victorious laugh, feeling that the Space Marines who had lost their weapons were already lambs to be slaughtered.
"Now is the day you die, difficult ape."
"That's not good to say."
Jacob was also surprised at his current calmness. He answered the other party with a sinister smile and suddenly waved his arms.
The attack was so fast that the Eldar had almost no time to dodge, and the extremely sharp poisonous chips cut into the flesh from the weak points of the armor.