The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Just when Veronica was focusing on manipulating Avalon's heart, when everyone's attention was on the opponent in front of her, a shadow silently came to the top of her head.

"Ok!?"

At the moment when the shadow fell, Veronica instinctively sensed the danger, raised her head and stabbed the witch sword in her hand upwards.

But she didn't hit anything, and the figure deftly avoided the blade in mid-air, ignoring the psychic sparks from the witch sword.

At the same time, around the battlefield, around the edge of the shadows, a group of dark Eldar women wearing exposed protective gear, holding double blades and howling, rushed into the battlefield, and quickly entered the brutal melee phase, bringing the darkness to the ground. The precarious situation of the Spirit Race has stabilized again.

"Wizard!"

Veronica immediately recognized the identities of these cousins, but she had no more time to think, and a curved combat knife had already struck from the right.

She could only let the Heart of Avalon run itself with extremely low efficiency, and then waved the witch sword in her hand to resist the opponent's attack.

As a war witch, Veronica's swordsmanship is as superb as her sorcery.

The two weapons collided, judging each other, before the attackers spun apart, moving cautiously, trying to find a hole in Veronica's defense.

Only then did Veronica see the attacker clearly.

This is a dark Eldar with a beautiful face and an unusually graceful figure. His long black hair is combed into a huge ponytail, and his slender but powerful limbs move with a wonderful rhythm that is almost dance. Layered and close-fitting black armor with an unusual wild beauty.

As a Comorian resident, her skin is naturally very pale, her slender eyes are graceful and unrestrained, her eye circles are as if roasted over charcoal fire, and she uses golden eyeliner to make a deep outline, extending from the corner of her eyes to her neck, She is charming but does not lose her sense of publicity, and her chin is slightly raised. A red gem carved in the shape of a heart is hung with a black ribbon on her slender neck - this is also a symbol of her status as a succubus.

When Veronica noticed that the opponent's weapon had a metal folding fan in addition to a short blade, she said with a little surprise:

"Are you a dancer from Biel-Tan?"

Arkworld Bie-Tan is the most powerful of the many Arkworlds, and also formed an alliance with another powerful Arkworld, Iyanden, in the early past, and the two sides have also fought together many times to combat threats. Enemies of the entire race.

Veronica has never been to Bie-Tan, but she has met a war witch in Bie-Tan, that Ark World has the most complete and comprehensive temple path, and the residents on it are also extremely belligerent. Veronica was very impressed.

In addition to most of the common paths in that ark world, there are also several unique paths, such as the way of the dancer - a very different path from the harlequin, which favors pure art rather than killing.

Veronica didn't expect that on this occasion, under such circumstances, she could meet a Bier-Tan dancer.

Hearing the words, the ruling succubus drew a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Um...was."

"Then why are you willing to fall and become... become them."

Veronica's reaction was so big because the Witch Spirit Sect had a very bad reputation in most of the Ark Eldar worlds.

Valley Lesson

In the unique life of Comoros, stabbing in the back is commonplace, just to see the face of the other party in agony and feed his withering soul, but the consul in power knows very well that if the desire to murder is allowed to go unchecked , and soon the stability of the entire Comoros will collapse, so an organization dedicated to venting killing emotions came into being.

Each Witch Cult is a group of thousands of gladiators, each night putting on incredible **** drama in the arena, the scale of these gladiatorial fights so large that these vicious spectators can serve as well-fed ravages The eaters leave contented—that's what the Witch Cult is for, offering a feast of pain to their brethren, ensuring that the inhabitants of the Comoros don't fall into anarchy for a limited time.

The main members of the Witch Cult are women, because only they can achieve the pinnacle of grace and balance, but this does not mean that the male is extinct in the Cult, the male Witch is used to ensure that the Cult does not worry about strong offspring, although they are It is highly valued, but its status is very low. Therefore, the commander of the witch spirit sect has always been a woman, and this has been the case since the beginning of the city of darkness.

All the witch spirits attach great importance to their appearance. When participating in the gladiatorial fight, they will dress up as if they are going to meet a lover, but no matter what sect, the suits of the witch spirits are a set of black arena tight-fitting blade armor. It is the same standard, and part of the armor will be shaved off to reveal their pale skin, just like telling the opponent to attack, and the haemophile refined combat potion is an indispensable item to enhance their actions Agility.

From the Ark Eldar's point of view, the Witch Spirit sect is the continuation of the bad habits of the old Eldar Empire. It is in such unrestricted violence and indulgence that their race has led to a great fall. If the residents of Comoros are said to be It's a group of unrepentant drug addicts, so the Witch Sect is the organization that provides them with drugs.

Therefore, Veronica's attitude basically represents the attitude of the vast majority of the Ark Eldar.

The succubus tilted its head and looked at her, as if looking at a childish child, then raised the fighting knife in front of him, lightly opened his red lips and said with a smile:

"What if I say it's because of boredom?"

Then she glanced at the battlefield, and saw that Armin was trying to go back but was desperately held back by Valosian and the two witch spirits who stood up again, and her expression became more subtle.

"...And no matter what I do, it's much better than hanging out with these apes, right?"

"It's my business."

"Then I will return this sentence to you."

Veronica was a little angry, she stared at each other, and raised her sword.

"What is your name."

"What? Do you want to complain to your great prophet? Or to your ape lover? My name is Evelyn~www.readwn.com~ Remember, the one who will catch you next."

"Then do something."

Veronica maintained her concentration and struck a brutal blow. There was even more hatred in her posture, and she took Evelyne's neck directly.

The dominating succubus retreated, avoiding the blow, and then immediately attacked with a short knife.

"Are you still a virgin?"

During the sprint, Evelyn suddenly came up with a sentence that surprised Veronica at first, then annoyed, but without waiting for her to speak, Kuan Conan danced and pulled the two into close combat range, and carried out a storm. The blow, the short knife and the folding fan fluttered like the wings of a butterfly, but with a suffocating chill.

After a few rounds of fighting, Veronica realized that she underestimated the opponent. This person's fighting skills far surpassed any master of the warrior path she knew. She was not only a dancer, but also a savage and violent A warrior who perfectly blends killing and art.

All Veronica can rely on is the extraordinary perception and anticipation brought by her powerful psychic power.