vrcanaries Chapter 485: Deserted Demon Army
Chapter 485: Deserted Demon Army
The dead body crawled towards her, its broken body leaving pieces as it moved, but even if only a head was left, it would roll to her side.
"You're the one who killed me."
"It's not me..."
Caroline kicked the rotten head away, and it rolled down onto the pile of corpses.
"Why do you always want me to leave!"
The head was pushed away by the arms in the pile of corpses, and a figure emerged from it, tilting his neck and shouting at her.
Caroline felt her stomach cramping. She hunched over, curled up a little, and kept backing away as the other person approached her.
"You..you're dead?!"
Lin Heng's remains rolled off the pile of corpses, his body engraved with terrifying Chaos Eight-pointed Stars.
"Yes, I'm dead. Are you satisfied? Is the Dark Strait safe? Are you and your Eldar safe? Has your idea of great unification been realized?!"
Lin Heng, with half of his body melted, collapsed to the ground, shaking along with the corpses with different appearances of death.
“No…No…”
Caroline looked at the figure slumped at her feet, and she seemed to feel that she was doing everything wrong.
"Why haven't you left yet!"
The sound shook Caroline, who turned around suddenly and saw her father, dressed in gray, staggering towards her.
She felt so distressed that she quickly stepped forward to offer her hand for support, but the other party suddenly shook her off, grabbed her collar and asked again:
"Why don't you leave early!"
"I..I want to help Strait."
The angry Ngur in front of her was shaking her. She had never seen such an angry look on the face of her familiar father before.
"You can't help at all! You should have followed that guy and left earlier!"
“Aaaaaah…”
Caroline screamed, the surging psychic energy caused a chain reaction in her confused brain, and chaotic evil energy roamed around the room.
After his breathing calmed down, those officials who also had influence dared to step forward and help him to support his weak body.
The rushing torrent swept away everything, time, signals, and life.
The images in my mind kept flashing, and I didn't know whether the broken images were from the past or the future, but they were just the lingering images of blood and fire.
"Dreamster, are you okay?"
Caroline shook her head. It was not good at all. The mental blow brought by the subspace torrent was too rapid. Now she especially needed some good news to cheer her up.
"What about the portal?"
The officer paused for a moment, but still told the current situation in detail. The hull of the wrecked ship was opened, and a large number of demonic machines were dispatched.
The battle in space is still going on, and the combat on the ground is also in full swing. The coffin signal tower has become stable, but most of the information inside is news of the loss of positions.
The attack on the Prince's Palace was getting closer and closer, and the beams of the external anti-aircraft artillery had already flown close to the Palace.
The iron demon dragon was fighting with the fighter planes in the air. Amidst the dark clouds, flames, and thunder, a black shadow broke through the dense dark clouds and rushed straight to the tower of the Prince's Palace. It was operated by a soul prophet with the help of soul stones and equipped with two heavy D-type sickles to send all enemies into the subspace. There was no light on the iron guy, and it seemed that there were several raptor cans hanging on it, which were destroying it severely.
When they broke through the clouds, everyone had no time to react, and the other party's logo could not be found on the signal tower.
Caroline turned around and shouted and jumped to the side, then the big guy smashed the outer wall and rushed in with a rumble.
The crowd had not yet recovered from the chaotic storm, and the collision of this big guy knocked them to the ground again.
Fortunately, no one was injured. Everyone opened fire on the Raptor Kuku that crashed into them. After killing it on the spot, they discovered that it was actually an Eldar transport ship.
As Caroline struggled to get up in the dust and fog, the cabin doors slammed shut at the same time. The figure that emerged from inside startled her and she stood still.
"Your Majesty the Prince!"
"Father!"
Caroline was overjoyed. The visitor was none other than Prince Engul of the Dark Strait. He walked with great gait and showed no sign of panic at all.
Just showing up here and not saying anything was enough to make everyone feel at ease.
Caroline did the same, but in an instant, the previous image captured her again.
He just stared blankly at his father as he walked towards him, nervous about what he might have to face.
The officers here all came forward to welcome Ngur's return, and the other party took off his helmet and looked at his daughter tenderly.
He opened his mouth slightly, smiled, and hugged her.
"Well done, my daughter."
All the tension disappeared with this sentence, and all the illusions floated away into the sky at this moment.
All the grievances and unwillingness burst out in tears at this moment. Caroline grabbed her father with one hand and kept wailing.
And Ngur also showed his father's love and continued to comfort his injured daughter.
"Well done, you did more than I thought."
Caroline shook her head. She knew she had done a bad job, but Ngur still comforted her and said that he was definitely ready to run away.
"That damn portal, the energy from the explosion completely destroyed the ship's systems. If it weren't for my experience in piloting raiding ships in my early years, I wouldn't have been able to get here."
Caroline smiled silently, and Engel patted her gently to express his care.
"What about the Black Legion ships outside?"
"With other captains here, harassment and interception will be no problem. What's the situation on the ground?"
Officers at all levels could only describe the situation after the door was opened as quickly as possible.
Engul naturally knew Lin Heng’s plan. The fighting in the workshop was so intense, it must be that the other side had not withdrawn yet.
According to calculations, the enemy's armor should be completed soon. Since they haven't fallen yet, they must be still holding on.
However, there was no area around the workshop where fighting had stopped, and personnel in the surrounding battle zones were being consumed at a rate that could not be replenished.
Now we must stabilize some people's hearts and ensure that the Eldar pirates do not lose their fighting spirit.
"Don't worry, Haixia still has a trump card to play."
As Ngur spoke, he started to operate the computer, quickly entering the secret command that no one had any way of knowing.
Less than two minutes later, an encrypted file was transferred to the computer. When I opened it, I saw only two short sentences.
"Twin team received, Titans attack."
The flashing information represented absolute force, and none of the officers present, including Caroline, knew that there were Eldar Titans in the strait.
"Why are Strait Spirit Bones so scarce? It's because they are used to repair these three Titans."
This kind of super-large armor is so rare that even most of the Ark Worlds have lost the blueprints. Not only is the casting process extremely complicated.
The most important thing is that the driver must be naturally born, must be monozygotic twins or more, or multiples. Even dizygotic twins are not allowed to drive.
Therefore, these twins or triplets are considered extremely rare and respectable from the moment they are born, and are raised with their Titans from birth.
Only this genetically identical Eldar warrior could perfectly control this elegant and powerful vehicle.
The natural bond and special relationship between each brother and sister, combined with their latent psionic potential, allows them to operate the massive war machines of the Titans with great dexterity.
Given the pitiful fertility rate of the elves, having one child is already a great thing. It is even more difficult to get twins from the very few newborns.
In a basin behind the Prince's Palace, the sewage deposited in the pit began to stir. When the covered hatch was opened, the foul-smelling and sticky sewage flowed downstream.
But before the filth could contaminate the Titan, the jets on its body burst out with violent cyclones.
The sewage rushed into the sky and was blown into mist. The tail fin at the rear shone with a lively light, reflecting rainbows in the mist. The ghost reconnaissance Titan and there were two small hatches on each side of the large hatch, which also opened together with the sewage spray.
The three Titans took off and landed. Their bodies, which were made of spiritual bones and various metals, were so light.
So much so that with the help of the jet system, it can dance in the air like a butterfly.
A Phantom Titan stood in the front, and two Wraith Titans were on the flanks.
The smallest Revenant Titans are roughly the same height as the Empire's Warhound-class Titans, and are armed with a pair of pulse laser cannons.
The shoulders are equipped with Wraith missile launchers with plasma warheads, and the tail fin on the back flashes with light, and the holographic force field can interfere with all types of auspicious instruments.
In front of them was the taller, 25-meter-high Phantom Titan, a more elegant structure.
Although for the Empire, the larger the Titan, the simpler its movement mode is, and the less capable it is of performing complex movements.
But the situation is exactly the opposite among the Eldar Titans, with larger and more powerful laser cannons installed on them, and more and closer missile launchers standing on their shoulders.
Especially the special power sword in his hand, called the Omen of Unsleeping Destruction, which can destroy mountains and split the earth, and cut a Titan of the same level as easily as cutting tofu. The Eldar have three types of Titans, the Wraith, the Phantom, and the War Witch. Such huge war machines will not participate in the blitzkrieg attacks that the Eldar are good at, and the precision strikes like surgical operating rooms have never appeared.
Because once they appear on the scene, it means that the battle can no longer be won by relying on hit-and-run tactics.
Therefore, when the Eldar are forced to engage in positional warfare, this war machine will end this tragic situation.
However, for huge creatures like Titans, their speed is not slow at all.
Even a Void Scar (Trueborn, Aspect Warrior, Astartes) who is sprinting at full speed can be left far behind by the opponent.
They ran as fast as they could, and their slender and nimble legs moved nimbly among the ruins.
The appearance of the Titan Alliance made the Eldar very excited. The tank team immediately adjusted its tactics and went to guard the flank of the Titan Alliance.
Various fighter planes in the air immediately made way, all to escort the three Titans in front of them.
Seeing Titan crossing the mountains and passing the Prince's Palace, all the officers immediately shouted with joy, saying that the strait was saved.
Just as everyone was rejoicing, the door behind them suddenly came knocking.
At first people didn't hear it, but as the knocking became faster and louder, everyone present immediately calmed down.
Ngur hid Caroline behind him and then signaled his men to move forward to investigate.
When his men cautiously opened the door, the tip of a knife touched his head and pushed him in. Everyone was shocked and quickly drew their guns and aimed at the door.
In front of the officer, a warrior wearing a purple helmet and with the epaulettes of the Emperor's Son walked in slowly, holding two swords in hand.
The demon eyes on the opponent's chest stared at everyone. The fact that he was not panicked at all when facing enemies that were several times his number was full of a terrible suffocating feeling.
The high bun and the blood-stained cloak represented his strength. Even an old hand like Engul found him difficult to deal with after seeing him.
What's more, the other side was accompanied by several Emperor's Children, with their grenade launchers fully loaded and pointed at everyone in a threatening manner.
Besides, the Astartes who don't fight when they meet are either those who need help or lunatics with evil ideas.
"Hello, Prince Ngur." Lyras tilted his head slightly but said arrogantly. Telemacon Lyras, this guy is quite famous, and has various stories with Khayon. If you are interested, you can look for them. Ngur stood in front of Caroline and nodded slightly:
"Telemacheon Lyras, herald of Abaddon, what can I do for you?"
"The Warmaster asked me to ask a few questions. I didn't expect you to still be here."
Lyras said, looked at the smoking transport ship, laughed to himself and continued:
"Lin Heng's information, all of it."
Caroline pinched Ngur, who touched her arm in return and smiled back.
"Why should I tell you?"
“I can spare your life and let you retain control of the strait. The portal in the wreck has been opened. You must be able to sense that light gate, right?
The demonic mechanical army has already stepped out, and you can't resist it. Moreover, do you really think that the pirates who are still fighting now will not betray you in the next second?"
Lyras spread his hands and placed his arms over the head of the soldier he pushed in.
Ngur's eyelids twitched when he saw this, but he still maintained the demeanor of a prince and tried to continue dealing with the other party.
"I bought their lives. Do you think you can make them betray me with just a few words?"
Lyras laughed, shook his head and said, "Of course not, so they are not our target.
After all, Ms. Pearly's name is more famous for those pirate captains. Haha, you are a little bit bad, I like it very much. "
Ngur's pupils suddenly shrank. He realized the seriousness of the problem. The other party had caught him, and his daughter also guessed the reason for his defeat.
Caroline naturally knew what the other party meant. At this moment, she wished she had not said those words.
Why are things always like this? There are twists and turns but they are full of coincidences. The good things are always short-lived, while the pain is long-lasting.
Damn guy
"Fire!"
Engel shouted loudly and drew his sword towards the enemy. The surrounding non-commissioned officers also opened fire on the enemy. The two sides immediately started a gunfight and both sides suffered casualties under the rapid barrage of bullets.
If I were still on the ship, it might be okay, but we are so far away and there is no stable channel for communication.
I'm afraid that the fleets fighting in space are being sown into dissension by the other side.