The Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 410 398. Beast Fighting Show

The warships of the war gang quickly advanced under the enemy's firepower. The fragile firepower of these warships had no way to stop the advance of the Blood God's believers. On each warship, you can see the severely corrupted mutants shouting the name of the Blood God, waving their weapons as if they wanted to chop off the heads of enemies tens of thousands of kilometers away.

Although some small warships were damaged by the enemy's attack, many warships suffered almost no actual damage, and the void shields suffered relatively little damage.

The fleet group, like a spear, quickly stabbed at the enemy, and the far-sighted warship troops were quickly dispersed as they thought at the beginning...

Wait a minute, dispersed? !

Just when Helders tightly grasped his double axes and prepared for a blood feast, he found that all the ramming corners of the warships had hit nothing. While others were confused, the leader of the war gang already knew what was going on. He noticed that the warships nearby quickly surrounded them, like a rope, and directly put their warships in a ring.

This was the end. Although the space battlefield was a three-axis battlefield, all the warships had guns on more than just the plane angle. They were now trapped in an encirclement.

Seeing this scene, the former company commander's heart twitched, but he still maintained the basic qualities of a commander. He took advantage of the fact that others had not yet reacted and immediately issued a second order:

"Go forward, rush out!"

Just as he issued this order, the components also began to order their fleet to fire. All the side-spinning artillery and main battle artillery all played their greatest firepower advantage. Even at this distance, even close-range defense weapons such as missiles could directly hit the enemy's face. At once, explosions began to appear on the black warships. The shields of some small warships were directly evaporated, and the medium-sized warships such as the plunderers, which were originally made of merchant ships, had no way to withstand such firepower and could only become victims of plasma cannons.

The fallen Holy Blood Angel looked at his warships, which continued to turn into piles of wreckage. He was so angry that he bit his lips and gums, and his mouth was full of slightly sweet blood. He swore that if he reached the boarding distance, he would make that damn alien pay the price for it and let them understand the power of the Blood God believers! !

"Why haven't we arrived yet?!"

Helders roared angrily. The captain beside him, who had been twisted and looked like a human, touched his third eye, and then pointed at the red Thinker screen in front of him with his second left hand in fear and said:

"Dear master, the speed of our fleet seems to be the same as that of the enemy..."

After hearing the other party's words, the Blood God believer was the first to disbelieve. Although he did not have a great understanding of fleet management, he still understood some of the most basic principles. First of all, the entire fleet must be able to move forward with the enemy, which requires great organizational strength and very precise control. Just like the opponent's current state, it is impossible to maintain this ring all the time, and it is even more impossible to be as fast as them when the opponent is moving all the time.

With this idea, Helders fell into silence, but this silence was more caused by endless anger, because to him, this was undoubtedly a mockery of those damn aliens. If the opponent has higher mobility, then he should not be surrounded here like this, just like hunting a beast, which is disgusting!

In fact, this is a far-sighted strategy. He can use a very important advantage on his side to continuously trap the enemy's fleet, or in other words, continuously cover the enemy's fleet in his own firepower network. Due to the use of artificial intelligence, psychic robots can more conveniently coordinate simple behaviors between fleets, such as the most basic one is to successfully let the warships move at the same speed.

This may not sound like much, but it is very important in the entire naval battle, and it can even affect the survival of the entire fleet, because once a fleet can obey the commander's orders at a completely consistent speed, you can imagine how much time will be saved.

The machine will completely obey the commander's orders and lead the warships to follow the prescribed route, just like playing an RTS game. The commander of the opposing fleet needs to find a way to overcome the interference of the electromagnetic environment, the misunderstanding of his subordinates, and the different abilities of each captain. In this comparison, you can imagine what the result will be. Although this system cannot completely help them replace the captain and the command system (otherwise the flagship or communication system is completely interrupted, then the entire warship will collapse directly), it already has a great advantage.

Vision is now waiting for the final outcome very comfortably. As long as there is no major accident, he doesn't even need to pay any casualties in this battle, and it can end!

However, Salva on the surface of the planet found something very abnormal. After the explosives were arranged and detonated, Salva always felt that something was watching him, and then he used his psychic power to start testing. He really discovered something. Something was watching their every move, and it seemed to be spread all over the planet.

When they successfully returned to the surface of the planet through the huge underground hole, Salva suddenly said to the officer's own purifier.

"I have something to do."

After a brief explanation, Salva immediately disappeared from everyone's sight, and no one knew where he suddenly went.

Underground, the wreckage that had just been completely exploded was still emitting black smoke. There were several fully automated turrets guarding these wreckages, waiting for someone to come and recycle them later. In a moment, these turrets were suddenly cut into three or four halves, and they were destroyed immediately without even having time to sound the alarm. The alarm sensors on them were also cleverly avoided, and there was no trigger at all.

"Really, those idiots are finally gone!"

In the dark corner, a group of creatures wearing black shells came out. This guy was wearing black armor full of barbs and skull decorations, holding a poison crystal weapon emitting green light in his hand. One of the men wearing more gorgeous armor took off his helmet, shook his dark green hair, and under his pale skin, his thin lips made a disdainful sound.

After hearing this, a woman next to him wiped the dagger covered with engine oil on her hand with a handkerchief and asked indifferently

"Okay, let me ask a question, how many people are watching the wonderful performance on the track in the Colosseum now?"

After hearing this, the man laughed and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and said

"The number of people watching the Comoros movie has exceeded 30 million. The expected turnover will be enough for our conspiracy group for at least a few years even if it is handed over to Ms. Thorn."

After hearing this, the woman finally showed a dark smile on her cold face

"It's really a good deal. As long as we take the wreckage of these soul collectors back and let them repair it. After all, the souls inside are an important step in making clones!"

It turned out that when the dark elves found that the army of the ancient saints came here, they knew that the soul collection work here could not continue. The purer souls here will not be directly provided for their enjoyment. After all, such souls without any pain, no matter how many there are, are probably not as good as the souls tortured by them.

Only such souls can be repaid to Lady Joy, so the most useful use of such souls is to directly inject them into the bodies of those clones, so that more stable and useful bottom-level labor and soldiers can be created. However, there is no way to regenerate such precious soul containers, so one less is one less, and each large conspiracy group has dozens of such things.

The dark Eldar here received Malekith's order to find a way to bring these things back and hand them over to the engineers of the Dark City for use, but these conspiracy members suddenly thought of a better way, which is to let them watch a good show.

After hearing the genius idea of ​​the other party, Lady Thorn also agreed, and then immediately found someone to announce the news to the Black Legion, and at the same time asked her willing to cooperate clowns to set up a large number of cameras throughout the galaxy, so that everything happening in this galaxy can be directly broadcast to the entire Dark City. At present, this live broadcast of the war has undoubtedly attracted the attention of almost everyone. Every day, people are speculating on how the ape army wants to be tortured by the ancient saints.

The idiots of the Black Legion did not disappoint them, but the problem now is that they seem to lose a little too quickly, which makes some viewers dissatisfied, so maybe the broadcasters of this show have to find a way to make this show better, otherwise, they will not be able to earn more ticket money.

After hearing what the female Eldar said, the male said disapprovingly

"It is better to torture those humble souls for us, so that we don't have to go out to plunder in the end."

"That's different. At least if we use the souls of those apes, we don't have to worry about the loss of fire consumption later..."

Just as the woman continued to speak, she suddenly frowned, looked around, and asked meaningfully

"It seems that there are more than a few of us here..."

"What?"