"All the servants of the Lord of Change must die!"
The leader of the Silent Shroud Troupe, wearing a silver mask, waved the performance sword in his hand, trying to further kill the Thousand Sons in front of him. However, Khayon suddenly opened his fist and released a force that shattered mountains and cracked rocks. The troupe leader could only retreat quickly.
He activated Kayon's psychic impact, raised the gun in his hand and shot at the opponent's helmet, but was blocked by the psychic shield.
No matter how chaotic and bloody the situation was, the clowns still sang songs while fighting, as if the ambush was just a performance.
"Kill! There will be a heavy reward for killing these apes!"
The warriors of the conspiracy were not idle either. The poisonous crystal spears in their hands were flying around the three of them all the time. If they had not deliberately found a rugged building ruins as a cover, they would have died on the street by now.
In the corner of his eye, Soshyan saw the Hellwalkers like brightly colored birds surrounding their heads. Every time he wanted to attack the Harlequin, he would pounce on him and spin around before he could attack.
leave.
Under this all-round containment, the three of them hardly caused any casualties, and the Eldar no longer seemed to be in a hurry to kill, as if they wanted them to slowly walk into their own death.
"This can't go on like this."
When Talos was injured on the knee and knelt down on one knee, Soshyan kicked away the Harlequin entangled in him and rushed over. The power sword drew blue lightning as it chopped the Harlequin's crest.
The Eldar turned around, just in time for Soshyan to slash into its belly with his heavy sword, crushing it to pieces.
Khayon also stepped forward to help them, but something got wrapped around his leg.
Thousand Sons raised his head and saw the attacker holding up a scepter and saluting him mockingly. It wore a familiar mask, a silver mirror, trailing diamond-like light dust.
"Filmmaker."
Khayon knew these were Harlequin's psychic masters and immediately threw a bolt of lightning, but the creature disappeared in the blink of an eye, floating back into the air as quickly as it had appeared.
It was like a signal, and the rest, even the dead clowns, all disappeared, as if they had never existed in the world.
But the knights of the conspiracy came one after another. This time they were no longer ordinary warriors, but the elites of the conspiracy, the Indulgent and Dracula. Along with them were the wizards, the beast kings and the beasts they drove, Gomera.
, Ugul and others, it can be said that the lineup is complete, and they are very likely to take down the three of them soon.
"They are going to beat us to death!"
Talos hissed.
"Kayon, just go to the ruthless one, don't hold back!"
Soshyan was also considering whether to take action. While he watched the colorful figures walking between the buildings and ruins with vigilance, he used sealant to patch the holes in Talos' armor.
"This is a trap. We must find a way to break out of it."
Without saying a word, Khayon immediately summoned his Scarlet Letter brothers. Dozens of soulless Thousand Sons in azure armor instantly appeared on the field, and they began shooting wildly with the hell bolters in their hands.
The appearance of the Scarlet Letter immediately disrupted the offensive pace of the Dark Eldar. Even Dracula had to dodge and find a bunker under the precise shooting of the Scarlet Letter, which gave the three men a chance to retreat.
"Walk!"
The three of them changed their formation, with Khayon in front, Talos in the middle, and Soshyan in the back. While suppressing the enemies on both sides with guns, they walked along the alley. They deliberately chose a road with tall buildings on both sides, so as to maximize
Avoid attacks from the sky as much as possible.
Although the conspiracy was temporarily stopped by the red letter, the laughter and invisible flutes always surrounded them. The clowns moved at the edge of the three people's sight like mercury and smoke. Their fighting speeds were surprisingly consistent, but not He was eager and only occasionally looked for opportunities to attack the three of them.
It was obvious that their move was to waste the ammunition of the three of them, so the three of them were forced to limit their desire to attack and only shoot confident bullets.
Khayon had also fought against this kind of Eldar once upon a time, and knew that the best tactic was to interrupt the performance and disrupt the rhythm, in order to hope to defeat them.
But that meant knowing which show it was. Khayon watched them, the sensors on his armor recording their movements, and there was a pattern to be found.
Finally, a flaw was caught, and Khayon stretched out his telepathic tentacles to grab one of them. The clown screamed in surprise, but Khayon had already dragged him out of the show and threw him to the ground.
"Someone is out of tune,"
When the Harlequin trying to rescue flew by, Khayon twisted back and inserted his forearm into the other Harlequin's abdomen.
The slender figure stooped and fell, the organs were broken, and the bones were shattered without breaking.
The remaining clowns began to retreat, changing their choreography.
After rushing out of the alley, the three of them came to a fork in the road, and Kayon suddenly stopped.
"careful."
He said it in a very soft voice, believing that the two of them would hear it.
Silence enveloped the road, the shadows cast by the tall buildings were lengthening and thickening, and the clowns appeared again, clapping their hands, not in cheers, but in accompaniment.
Several thin figures danced forward, spinning, stamping their feet, and clapping their hands, showing off their joy, while a sharp whistle quietly came from the darkness.
A new show has been unveiled.
Soon, the light became softer, and there was no longer just the sound of clapping and stamping feet in the air. Then wands whizzed out and inserted into the ground with a crunch, and more applause sounded.
The next moment, a long stretch of electric light emerged from the wand, intertwining into a fine net on the ground. Kayon immediately squatted down, put his hands on the ground, and released huge spiritual energy, trying to break up the electric grid, but a man wearing a monocot The figure with a horn mask suddenly appeared beside him.
"Well--"
The opponent was so fast that even Kayon couldn't react in time. He was shot several times in the chest and fell backwards.
At the moment when the power grid swept over, the biting cold wind suddenly made all the clowns tremble violently——
"Um?"
Dujiao, who had landed on the ground, also sensed something was wrong. His shoulders shook violently, and then he saw the power grid disappear, and the filmmakers also fell from mid-air to the ground.
Soshyan, who had activated the Ash Marrow, pulled Khayon up from the ground and handed it to Talos. He then suddenly accelerated and rushed to the One Horn with his sword in hand.
"What a fast ape!"
Feeling the cold wind blowing against his face, Dujiao's heart rang with alarm bells. He immediately jumped back and stabbed him with his sword before he even hit the ground.
He twisted around in mid-air, stabbed the opponent's sword blade with the dagger on his arm, adjusted it with the help of weak strength, and then landed on the ground for a moment, turning forward, intending to catch Soshyan by surprise.
"ah--"
The next moment, screams rang out, and Dujiao's two arms flew into the sky. If he hadn't reacted promptly at the last moment, he would have been cut in half.
At the same time, the horn with both arms quickly did a backflip, and returned to the team while spilling a piece of blood.
But he was able to escape the disaster not only because of his own flexibility, but also because Soshiyang suddenly stopped at the last edge of the sword, or in other words, his whole body stopped——