"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what happens after you chop off my head? Are you going to be the Phoenix King?"
Hearing Soshyan's threat, Victor shook his head with a smile, looked sideways at Veronica, and teased in Comorian snake language.
"My dear queen, don't you really want an ape to be our king? This is too funny. Even the Laughing God can't think of such an earth-shattering joke."
"At least better than you."
"Oh, Veronica, your words really hurt a man's self-esteem, you know."
After saying that, Victor clapped his hands gently.
In an instant, secret doors everywhere opened, and a large number of conspiracy warriors poured into the temple, surrounding the twenty Space Marines who had survived the hard battle. The jungle composed of poison crystal guns, pulse cannons, scimitars and daggers was even more overwhelming.
It scares people.
But Soshyan just glanced at him contemptuously, and then said softly to Kayan on the side:
"Kayon, use all your means, today... you must make this place a river of blood!"
Kayon nodded, but when he stretched out his hand to the grimoire, Victor suddenly smiled and said:
"Iskandar Kayan, your appearance also surprised me."
With that said, a slender figure walked out from behind Victor's throne, it was Nefertari.
Khayon glanced at Nefertari and responded:
"If I guessed correctly, you must have arranged for someone to manipulate Nefertari when she underwent the Haemonculus reshaping surgery, so that even Malus did not expect that the daughter she trusted would betray her."
The Overlord of Comoros clapped his hands gently, looking quite appreciative.
"She is worthy of being one of the strongest among the Thousand Sons, and her wisdom is equally astonishing. In fact, it's not a big deal. It's just that the master of the Blood Lingren implanted a small... anti-bone in her brain.
"
"The sophistication of the Haemonculi's skills is far beyond what anyone can imagine, but I think what's even more terrifying is your strategy. You are worthy of being an Eldar who climbed from a slave to the top of Commorragh."
The sarcasm in Kayon's words only provoked a twisted smile from Victor.
"I accept your compliment."
At this time, Kayan whispered to Soshyan:
"There is a powerful anti-psychic device deployed here. It may be an ancient artifact of the Spirit Clan. The magic book cannot be awakened. In short... we have to fight hard. And you have to look above your head to see if it also affects you.
."
Hearing Kayan's words, Soshyan raised his head.
On the 100-meter-high dome of the temple, there are carved statues of many ancient Eldar warriors. They were wearing armor and wielding swords, and were accompanied by many huge beasts. The moment all of them were attacked, they roared and slashed.
enemy.
What was fighting them was a group of skeletons, a group of metal skeletons, and behind the Necrons was a huge humanoid existence floating in the air.
Through some ingenious engineering arrangements, magma was introduced into the statue, which made the dome seem to be filled with swaying figures, making it seem like these huge figures were moving.
Looking up at them, Soshyan felt as if he had entered an angry battle among the gods. The whole place exuded a strong sense of violence, like a holy place of battle.
The feeling of danger is so real, so palpable, that it creates the urge to assume a fighting stance.
In the center of this huge carving, there is a niche suspended. The blue-purple flames in the niche are burning brightly, wrapping a constantly rotating ring. A total of five rings rotate around the crystal in the middle.
When looking at the shrine, the gem in the center begins to glow.
At that moment, he had a very uncomfortable feeling, as if several iron nails had been driven into his body.
Seemingly seeing Soshyan staring at the dome, Victor not far away laughed mockingly, although his voice almost always sounded like this.
"Oh, although we are temporarily in despair, our clan has participated in the Battle of Heaven after all, and fought a long war with the Necrontyr and Ingel. Although we are not as professional as the Necrontyr in dealing with the Ingel, we still have some methods.
Yes, if it hadn’t been for Dujiao’s reminder, I might have suffered from you..."
As he spoke, Victor moved his body on the throne.
"But I'm curious, what is your relationship with Ingel? Servant? Incarnation? Collaborator? Or..."
"You'll know it when you go to hell."
"Ha, I don't know what the witchcraft's bacon is planning, but since Ingel is involved, he must have a big plan. This game is getting more and more interesting."
Soshiyang secretly tried to use gray marrow, but his bones responded with a heart-piercing pain, and he gasped slightly in pain.
"So what if there is no gray marrow..."
Soshyan turned to Occam and said:
"You have seen the situation. Maybe we can't get out. If you change your mind, you can take your brothers and fight back the way you came."
"Don't you think it's too late to say this now...here he comes!"
The Dark Eldar launched the attack under orders one after another. Perhaps in order to make this "performance" more exciting, Victor deliberately ordered not to use long-range weapons.
But even so, their quantity and quality are enough to overwhelm everyone - those present are all senior warriors of the conspiracy, including Dracula and other classes, and there are also an unknown number of nightmares mixed in.
"Astartes! No matter who you are! No matter what your position is! But now, let us fight for glory and survival!!"
Soshiyang shouted loudly, his voice directly drowning out the irrational screams of those Haemonculi artifacts.
Twenty Astartes immediately formed a tight formation, using their weapons and gleaming scale armor to build a wall of steel.
Soshyan took the lead and began to lead the team to move.
He intuitively swiped his halberd outward, and one of the Dark Eldar immediately lost his head and fell backwards, but more came out of the fire, waving various weapons.
Even though he was temporarily unable to use most of his spells, Kayon was still able to fight like a swordsman.
Not one of his movements was wasted, and every switch of the blade was extremely precise. He built a steel cage around himself, which expanded or contracted according to the needs of the moment, so efficiently.
A clawed demon crashed into him, its damaged claws scratching at his breastplate.
Khayon swept it aside, knocked it down, and easily chopped off the head with the sickle sword in his hand.
Suddenly, the ground of the temple shook violently, and there was a thunderous sound.
Soshyan vaguely heard screams and cries.
But now he must concentrate on dealing with the incoming waves of enemies.
Along with the vibration, the dust in the air became thicker and thicker, covering his armor.
Suddenly, a stone pillar collapsed, and even the dullest person could feel the ground shaking. The shaking was so severe that many Eldar could not even stand.
Subsequently, stones shattered, iron chains collapsed, and there seemed to be a small collapse on one side of the temple.
No matter how many Dark Eldar could attack, they continued to squeeze the Astartes team, and soon five warriors fell. Everyone could only wave their weapons and form a tight ring to drive back the vicious sharp ones.
ear.
But looking ahead, it seems that there are still hundreds of thousands coming from all directions, and this place has become a desperate situation!