Warhammer: Rise of the Star Gods

The human defenders and the main force of the Eldar expeditionary force faced off on Sentinel, and other war zones were not idle either.

As a psychic warlock, an immortal, and a high-level combat power that humans can control, Erda naturally needs to contribute to the survival of mankind.

In order to prevent the Eldar from relying on the Webway to carry out sneak attacks from behind, Erda came to the defense planet that was far away from the Sentinel Star. It was a gas giant star cluster called the Marginal System, 13 light years away from Sigma.

Four fleet groups with a total of 1,500 battleships were under her command. These battleships, which were finally cobbled together, were assisted by the repaired and almost unrecognizable Star Fortress to fulfill their duty of protecting the race.

"News came from Planet Three, the surface of the earth shook, and a purely spiritual network appeared. It is inferred that it should be used to teleport warships."

John contacted Erda and waited for her reply.

"Wait a moment, I'll be there in half an hour."

Getting up from the lounge, Erda began to choose equipment.

She had some doubts in her heart. Regardless of the quality of the Eldar, their skills rarely had problems.

This operation of opening the teleportation gate of the teleportation warship to the surface of the planet is very strange, unless the warlock on the opposite side is drunk.

But she had to go. The Spiritual Empire had extraordinary foundations. If there was something off-the-beaten-path, it was exactly how it should be used. That was no joke.

Tens of thousands of soldiers and hundreds of mechas landed. Outside the atmosphere, several ground-attack gunboats were ready to suppress fire.

In an empty place, a translucent circular gate stood in the air, with spiritual energy looming in the teleportation area, half open and half closed.

Its size is so large that it almost connects the sky and the earth, allowing the Eldar battleships to enter and exit directly.

Erda's eyebrows knitted together. Using the equipment with great fanfare was not a problem. All he had to do was seize the fighter jets and release the troops to overwhelm the human defense line.

The reason why she came now was to deploy enough military force on the periphery to prevent accidents.

"Um?!!"

With a move of his right ear, Erda's figure swayed, knocking the soldiers around him away.

In place, hundreds of poisonous thorns were densely inserted.

The soldiers who managed to escape with their lives immediately shouted a warning: "The Spirit Race -"

As usual, before he finished speaking, he was shot to pieces by an Eldar sniper.

Poison crystal weapons and dark light spears came overwhelmingly, aiming directly at Erda.

In the universe, several Eldar fleets suddenly appeared. The transport boats rushed into the human fleet with the intention of death. The hot melt jet penetrated the outer armor. The boats inserted into the hull of the battleship and immediately self-destructed.

The Spirit Empire warriors faced the enemy from the side, with full firepower. The formation of the human fleet was scattered, and there were gaps in the shield defense.

The Great Psykers unleash spellstorms to reduce the consumption of their own fleets and interfere with the thinking and will of human soldiers.

The power of psykers is naturally not limited to this. The subspace area corresponding to the real universe is fixed. If the Eldar use more, the other creatures here will get less.

Erda never expected that such a change would occur.

The Eldar army seemed to appear out of thin air, and all the arrangements they made were ineffective.

Air superiority was lost on the ground battlefield, and failure was a foregone conclusion.

However, it rained all night, and the fleet's transmission system could not be activated due to psychic interference.

It’s not that this thing is inaccurate to use, it’s just that it really can’t be used. You know, Erda is an immortal, so it doesn't matter even if it turns into a mural.

Hundreds of assault scorpions surrounded Erda, and were assisted by howling banshees wearing screaming masks. Combined with long-range snipers and the forbidden magic field used by banned criminals, the Eldar felt that this operation would definitely achieve something.

Erda, who was heavily surrounded, held a sword in one hand and a short spear in the other, fighting against the Eldar warriors who were skilled in close combat.

She looked at the battlefield and saw that humans were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. They were good at using destructive weapons to destroy everything. The Turin Black Death God was launching an encirclement and suppression against the mecha army.

Ordinary soldiers are collectively targeted by dimensional spiders who are good at space travel, shadow ghosts equipped with flame crystal rifles, and fire dragon warriors who like to set fire.

Swinging her sword to fend off the combined attacks of the two Assault Scorpions, Erda jumped up. It didn't matter that she didn't have psychic powers. She still had the spells from the ancient Cathay Yin and Yang system to use!

Erda, who was thinking that he was reciting spells very quickly, hoped that by making some big noises, he could attract firepower and, among other things, keep some of the soldiers who came with him alive.

"Lin..."

Swish-dip-dong-boom!

There is no rule that the opponent is not allowed to attack when a spell is released.

Erda, who flew into the air, instantly became the focus of the audience. Assault Scorpion and other infantrymen looked up at the sky and watched quietly.

The professional anti-aircraft Firestorm anti-aircraft artillery tank and the Death Stalker super heavy tank aimed at this target. Their reaction speed far exceeded that of humans, resulting in a strike efficiency that exceeded Erda's expectations.

To put it simply, after saying one word, Erda's shield was broken, and under the concentrated fire of dozens of heavy tanks, Erda was shot into the sky.

The armor resisted the blow for several seconds, and the high-energy weapon did not transfer its own heat energy to Erda's body.

The good times did not last long, the armor was quickly torn, and the flesh and blood were unable to withstand such bombardment.

The body that was turned into charcoal was beaten into pieces again. This was a real crushing of bones and ashes!

The power of the immortal began to appear, and flesh and blood grew out of thin air. Although the Eldar warriors quickly locked on and launched a strike, Erda's body was still recovering bit by bit.

The human soldiers who had just escaped had also rebuilt their defense lines. Erda seized the opportunity, escaped into the gap in the position, and began to repair it.

A soldier approached Erda holding a piece of armor ripped off his comrade. Although Erda was in poor condition, he also noticed this.

The behavior is not very honorable, but the battle situation is like this. Survival first is the key. Erda also needs defensive equipment.

"Put it there—"

The old rule is to interrupt.

Erda's body was shaken, and a melta gun was fired from her lower back and out of her chest. The fire dragon penetrated her body and seriously injured her organs.

With a look of astonishment on his face, Erda saw the soldier with all black pupils and no whites of his eyes.

Her figure was reflected in her eyes, and Erda felt like her soul was being sucked into it.

After finally breaking free from the control, the soldier smiled widely at Erda, tore the muscles in his face, and then died.

Uncertainly, she raised her eyes and saw that not only the human soldiers, but also the spirit race who once had different eye colors now all had black eyes, all moving towards her.

Erda smiled freely, knowing that there was something that dispersed the souls of the soldiers present, forcibly connected the wills across races, and launched an attack on him.

Picking up a broken long knife, he stood in front of him and took a good posture.

Soldiers came like a tide and bumped into the blade in a daze.

One, two...one hundred, two hundred...

More and more lifeless bodies fell to the ground and were trampled into pulp.

Suddenly, Erda shouted loudly, shook everyone away, flicked the remaining knife in his hand, and looked calm.

Even though she was facing certain death, she still refused to give up.

In the dimensional space, Zhang Lingyou stood with his hands closed, silent.

Gray Feng and a group of dragons stood in the space, their faces full of disbelief.

Not only were they shocked, even Qatar and Quik who came over were also surprised.

Zhang Lingyou had just made an indirect attack, but he failed to kill a psychic!

No matter how serious the injury was, it was not a reason for failure.

Star God did not continue to take action. Instead, he stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture, inviting Qatar to take action.

The Ancient Sage frowned, already thinking about what Zhang Lingyou wanted to show everyone.

He didn't say anything at the moment and made a gesture to Asuyan.

The Phoenix King knew this and was about to take action.

At this time, something unexpected happened again, and a figure suddenly appeared and rescued Erda!