Warhammer: Rise of the Star Gods

Carrying the assassin, Zhang Lingyou stepped out and came to the real headquarters. The Eldar commander lay prone on the ground, still trying to activate the psychic array.

"Stop activating it. It's useless. With your psychic abilities, resistance will only add to the laughter."

He didn't mean to be sarcastic. After reading the information about himself that the Spirit Clan officially distributed to the people of the empire, Zhang Lingyou would not be surprised at anything the Spirit Clan would do.

The moment he saw Zhang Lingyou, the spirit tribe commander understood everything and recognized the other party's identity.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Senior is magnanimous and won't kill me. I guess there must be something I need to convey to you, right?"

"No, you can just go back."

This guy's mind works very fast, and it's rare that he didn't lose the dignity of the spirit race under extremely unfavorable circumstances.

For smart people, Zhang Lingyou doesn't do anything false and directly expresses his intentions.

The Spirit Tribe commander did not expect to be able to pass the test so easily. The pressure on his body relaxed and he knew that the other party had let him go. He stood up immediately, saluted and said, "Thank you for your kindness of not killing for ninety million years."

Zhang Lingyou:? ? ?

"What is this name?" Sigma asked in a pragmatic manner.

The veins on the young man's forehead were pulsing, and a trace of pity flashed in Hui Feng's eyes. This guy was looking for death.

"This is the honorific title given to the elders by our clan. According to the King of Kings (one of the names given to the Phoenix King Asuyan), the elders were beings born before the War in Heaven. They are already ninety-nine million years old. ”

Sigma suddenly thought of something and quietly retreated, keeping distance from Zhang Lingyou.

Seeing the actions of the two members of the other party, no matter how blind the spirit leader was, he knew that he had violated a taboo, and he quickly said: "What I just said, if there is any offense, I hope that the 90 million-year-old man will not remember the faults of others."

"You go away, my Phase Scythe won't kill trash."

Not knowing what they had done, the Eldar felt relieved and hurriedly resigned and prepared to leave. There was no way they could keep the Ark.

Turning around, a long sword penetrated his chest, and the Eldar commander fell to the ground.

"You said you wouldn't kill..."

"I just don't need the phase sickle to kill you. As you can see, I still have a sword."

Seeing this guy's vitality passing away and his soul gradually leaving his body, Zhang Lingyou said calmly: "I'll teach you one thing: If you can't speak, you don't have to speak. Pay attention in the next life."

His body was dead, but his soul was just kicked into the warp, and with luck, it wouldn't be hard to survive.

"What are you looking at? Get out!"

Although he was angry, Zhang Lingyou did not embarrass the remaining spirit clan advisers and let them all go.

With the headquarters gone, the war could no longer continue. The Eldar fleet attacking Sentinel slowly retreated as a sign of respect. After withdrawing for hundreds of hours, they turned around and evacuated at full speed.

"Why let them go?" Sigma asked.

"To show my attitude."

Sigma didn't understand this, but Gray Wind did. The Eldar attack must have something to do with the Pantheon, or at least have tacit approval.

Letting all the Eldar go back with tail and tail is a signal to show cooperation; the same goes for killing the Eldar commander. The purpose is to stop those guys from the Pantheon from really deceiving themselves and interpreting Zhang Ling with wrong ideas. travel intention.

Letting this unit go means that Zhang Lingyou already knows what the Spirit Clan is doing, but he doesn't mind. There are more important things that require cooperation at the moment.

As for the Qatari group, they can naturally deduce their intentions from their actions, and the same goes for the other two groups.

Thinking of this, Zhang Lingyou's beautiful mood became gloomy.

The internal war within the Well of Eternity was fought so strangely that no amount of planning could offset the gap in physical power.

It's not surprising that the sneak attack at the beginning is dominant, but it's unreasonable to use the concentrated shots in the later stage to make the four gods retreat steadily.

In terms of combat power, it should be easy for the Phoenix King to break through the siege.

In fact, it was just the opposite. These four were so crazy that they retreated desperately, allowing the majority of projections to go smoothly.

From Zhang Lingyou's point of view, the remote-controlling himself won in a confused way, while the ancient saint's creation lost in a confused way.

"Well, the Eldar have withdrawn. Should we organize a counterattack?"

Sigma wants to attract some sponsorship, but he does not want to continue fighting. Humanity has been defeated for two thousand years in a row. Not only is it frustrated, but also the loss of resources and internal conflicts need to be resolved urgently.

Star God does not care about the intrigues and factional oppression within the alliance. If Zhang Lingyou feels dissatisfied, he can completely eliminate all executive personnel and recruit another group of people.

As for possible internal resistance and potential conflicts, they can be completely ignored. Zhang Lingyou's priority should be to consider the big plan, and minor variables can be eliminated.

But Sigma can't do it. He really wants human beings to develop normally.

"You just have fun, I have to go see the assassin first, will you come?"

"Together, together."

He was also very interested in this powerful psychic human who almost killed him.

"name?"

"do not know."

"Okay, I don't know sir, how old are you this year?"

"Well, what I mean is: I don't know my name. I also don't know how old I am. I only know how to use what you call spiritual power, and the purpose of my coming."

Zhang Lingyou was a little embarrassed. There were many people in this world, and once the population was large, there were people with all kinds of surnames, so he didn't react.

After repeated inquiries, it was basically confirmed that this guy didn't know everything he asked.

Gray Wind knocked on the door and dragged Drachnion in. The magic sword was trembling in Gray Wind's hand, and it was obvious that he had been specially entertained.

"This guy doesn't know anything. It's probably because when he stabbed you, the backlash was so serious that he's almost half disabled. Do you still want this thing? If so, I'll make it more disciplined for you. It will be very valuable." Playfulness.”

"Let me first ask this German... or something, if it can be reused."

Zhang Lingyou asked while holding the sword and watching it again and again.

"Are you targeting human beings on the body or on the soul?"

"All."

"Oh, that's not too rubbish. Can you identify human souls that have passed through the bodies of other creatures?"

"can."

"Oh, then look at my soul."

With that said, Zhang Lingyou released part of his soul.

Draconian's eyes were full of fear, without any greed. It carefully explored it, and despite the pain of being about to explode, said: "This soul only has the appearance of a human being, and its essence does not belong to any known subspace existence. "

"Doesn't it belong to subspace?" Zhang Lingyou murmured without commenting.

It is foolish to directly believe what others say. Only through practice can we gain true knowledge. This guy also heard from hearsay that he felt he could deal with the Star God. His words were for reference only.

"Okay, what is your teammate's name? Do you remember?"

"Bram Al Khedur, this is the transliteration. It is the pronunciation of his real name in subspace, which means: Cursed Wanderer."

"Who? Say it again!"