Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

Every Nightmare is a leader in martial arts among the Dark Eldar. Even if their bodies have turned into shadows, their actions are still deadly and swift. Such a close combat distance gave Amaraga no time to create a full range of fire strikes. He watched helplessly as Nightmare broke through the fire net of the wall of flesh and slashed through the thick wall of flesh with the wide and deadly Clive half-blade.

With pale flesh on her armor, the Nightmare charged at Amalaga.

Amalaga also raised his left hand, and with some heartache, he unlocked the bone ring on his arm. His arm suddenly swelled, and he pushed away the incoming nightmare.

Nightmares who are farther away have more reaction speed. They are ready before the flesh and blood hits, breaking open a space in the almost endless waves of flesh.

Who knows how much flesh and blood Amalaga has integrated? The swelling of his arms has not yet ended, and the muddy flesh at Nightmare's feet is rapidly accumulating, already submerging their waists.

Amalaga shuttles through flesh and blood so quickly and agilely. The flesh that is an obstacle to others is like his own body to him. He manipulates the flesh and blood to push him forward, and the flesh that has not yet been unsealed is His right hand pointed at the nightmare blocking the waves of flesh.

A compressed finger shot out, and the unimaginable mass gave him powerful kinetic energy, easily breaking through Nightmare's armor, and exploded and expanded inside his hollow body with only shadow.

The entire armor was squeezed open by flesh and blood, and Amalaga took over control in a twisted posture, waving the sharp blade in his hand to attack other nightmares.

"You really have two brushes..." Victor sighed a few times, and then his battleship shuddered. He glared angrily, and he saw the void from the battleship's psychic network. , huge pyramids appeared in front of him.

"Dynasty Fleet..." Victor said with difficulty. He found many ancient books from this ancient war ark. The most common ones in those books were combat entries about the Necrontyr. From the size and size of these pyramids, From the appearance, Victor knew that he had encountered the main fleet of the Necrontyr.

This must be his problem! Looking back at Amalaga fiercely, Victor told him that the Necrontyr was coming with his people. Are you prepared to die with him, or do you want to temporarily cooperate and fight for a way out?

Without much thinking, Amalaga stood beside Victor, and the next second the entire communication network of the Dark Eldar fleet group echoed with the voice of King Inamas.

"Surrender, I will show mercy only once, otherwise you will all die."

"Oh? Surrender? Well... I don't like surrender, so forget it." Victor replied to the Inamas King, indicating his attitude, and then he used the power of the Black Muse to control all The Dark Eldar launched an attack on the Executioner fleet, and he prepared to leave quietly in the War Ark.

"I have given them a chance." The Emperor looked back at the troubled Eldar, his tone was cold and ruthless, "Since they insist on dying, I will not show mercy."

"Can...can you give us a chance?" Ifreni looked at the Emperor with a pleading tone, "Can we solve the racial problem by ourselves? I believe that you, the Emperor, will not accept other Are people from this race interfering with your family affairs?"

The King of France was silent for a while. He looked at Efreni and then at Lin Fan, his eyes flashing. After a long time, he sighed, "I'll give you a chance. I hope you won't let me down."

The Death Army and other Ark Eldar sent communications to their kin, hoping to stop them from resisting needlessly.

But they did not receive a friendly reply. The Dark Eldar launched an attack in the name of the Black Muse. They were fanatical and cruel, and their dark spears of light pierced the ships of the Ark Eldar.

The Ark Eldar, who came with good intentions, were angered by the unreasonable attacks of the Dark Eldar. They tried to avoid firefights and persuade their compatriots to put down their weapons, but the deadly volleys of light spears again and again made the Ark Eldar lose their patience. , they also fought back against the Dark Eldar ships.

The three Arks release various ships and use powerful weapons to affect the situation on the entire battlefield. Although the Dark Eldar had many powerful battleships, they could not gain the upper hand in front of the three arks.

The Ark Eldar began to counterattack, which was when the Dark Eldar's advantage was lost.

Because Pharaoh Armas ordered his fleet to separate, the pyramid surrounded the warring star area and blocked the use of the jumping device. If the Ark Eldar failed to complete their small request, then the Pharaoh would not mind them cleaning up the debris. battlefield.

"So we're watching here? It's pretty good. Watching alien races killing each other is indeed a good pastime." Jaghatai stood in front of the screen, admiring that the image clarity of the Necrontyr screen was better than most equipment in the empire. "I'm fed up with those noisy, distorted sounds and those green, fluffy shadows... Why do our tech-priests never think of upgrading their equipment?"

"Maybe it's because they don't see things with their eyes. You know, the existence of those sacred codes allows them to experience the world in another way." Perturabo said.

"Yeah, it's just like you are on the Iron Blood. You are facing a lot of electronic screens, and your mind is full of data. It's like a teenager with Internet addiction." Lin Fan complained.

"Internet addiction? What is that?" Perturabo frowned, but he could feel from the structure of the word that it was not a good word, so he held a bolt gun in his hand to save time. .

"Uh..." Lin Fan was silent for a while, "This is to praise you for your strong network knowledge."

Perturabo narrowed his eyes. He didn't know whether what Lin Fan said was true or not, but the bullets were already loaded. It would be a waste not to shoot, so he shot Lin Fan twice in the head.

"Then Master... what should we do..." The big demons waiting on the side were hungry and thirsty. They lingered in the seal for a long time. Each big demon longed for extreme happiness. From time to time, they turned their eyes Throwing themselves onto the battlefield, every drop of Eldar blood spilled there made their blood surge.

"You? We can play a simple game called Don't Move the Wooden Man. I will count to three. As long as I don't reach the third number, you can't move or say anything. Do you understand?"

The demons sat upright in front of Lin Fan. Lin Fan only counted two numbers and then stopped talking. For these demons, this was unimaginable torture.

Vulkan was a good man, but a determined alien purge faction. Because his hometown was always plundered by black bean sprouts, and the empire couldn't distinguish between black and white, they all were killed.