Chapter 368 Eldar Attack
“Scan result! Eldar warship!”
“Escape from subspace!”
Under the full force of the engine, the cruiser emerged from time and space The tunnel slid back into reality, breaking free from a void wound back into the material universe, the smoky tide of madness still clinging to its hull.
As they passed through the Sea of Souls, they were surrounded by a storm of colors, sounds, and screams.
Selion had to admit that, although this kind of trip was full of violence and trauma, it was at least familiar.
While the Eldar warships were playing their own game nearby.
They show no trace of attachment to eternal energy, nor do they appear to be emerging as evil explosions within the fabric of chaos.
For a moment, the crew of the Echo of the Damned saw only stars.
The Eldar ships gleamed, more shadows looming among other shadows, gliding towards the cursed echo.
Selion knew almost nothing about the mysticism of Eldar void travel, and he had no intention of caring.
Although he had heard of the term Webway, this weird interstellar wandering, the concept meant nothing to him.
The few encounters the Legion had with the Eldar in the past rarely ended well, and he hated them even more than he hated most of his brothers, a very strong hatred. .
He saw the battleships approaching the eyeball display, as if space itself sucked them into the air, and he immediately acted instinctively.
The first thing he does as Sirion is curse loudly and emotionally.
Then the second thing he did was order everyone to return to their respective combat positions.
Finally, the third thing he did was to swear again, a long river of curses that even the Primarch might blink.
But this didn't quite work. The Eldar warships raised their unique solar sails and moved in a huge arc, never going straight.
Each of them turned around in the void in an impressive and dramatic arc. This was almost impossible for most human warships, and when Selion saw the spirit When the clan's warship danced so gracefully, he immediately felt a raw taste on his tongue - even his acidic salivary glands reacted instinctively to his disgust,
Because of human technology - Not even the taint of the Chaos Gods can imitate the alien's swoop.
It is difficult to reconcile what his senses see with the laws of physics in the depths of space.
“There you are.”
He shouted to a crew member.
"Yes, you, prepare for an emergency subspace flight."
"Understood, sir, we have heard Lord Talos's order before."
"Very good."
Selion nodded and ignored that person.
"Activate the void shield and shoot out all the missiles...if you want."
In fact, whatever accident happened to him towards the Eldar, it was all just anger before daily battles.
He sat on the command throne - the throne of Talos, watching the eyeball display with vigilant eyes.
"Do we accept the challenge, my lord?"
An officer in a weapons operator's uniform asked.
“This is a good idea. Measured in terms of tonnage, our ship is much larger than all of them put together, but they are probably the vanguard, followed by the big guys... So now let’s stop and concentrate. Be prepared and enter the subspace when the navigator decides to use her ability."
Suddenly, on the eyeball monitor, a distant image was discerned behind the first two images. .
This is a behemoth that is much larger than the surrounding ones, with huge horn wings, bones and glittering scales all over its body. It is bigger than the cursed echo.
Its glassy sails shimmered with the light of distant stars, and its speed continued to increase.
“Another Eldar warship has entered the long-range scanning thread.” The Lord of the Oracle shouted:
“It’s the battleship level!!!”
“Hey, what did I just say? The one before was just the first one.”
Sirion sighed:
"How long will it take for them to catch up with us?"
The hunchbacked Lord of the Oracles shook his head.
"It's hard to say, sir. Based on the conventional thrust guess, it will be 30 minutes later, but if the Eldar keep dancing in the void like this, I'm afraid it may shorten the time to 10 minutes, or Maybe 20 minutes.”
Sirion leaned back in his chair and put his boots on the armrest of the throne.
"Well then, dear and faithful fellows, at least before we die, we have a little while to enjoy each other's company. Isn't it nice?"
While the bridge was busy, Tower Loth had passed through the bulkhead in a blur of blue ceramite and a roar of armor joints.
Navigator Octavia's attendants fled before him like mice from a pursuing cat.
Even her maids flinched.
“My Lord?”
Talos didn't even bother to answer.
Ottavia had come to, awakened by the emergency alarm. She jumped on her seat, and then Talos stopped with a thud, his boots hitting the deck hard enough to shake her throne.
She looked almost dizzy from exhaustion, despite having slept for hours on end and taking nutritional supplements tailored to her constitution, tortured by the murder he had forced her to commit a few days earlier. There was still a shadow of darkness on her face, much like it was at this point in her long flight to the edge of the Empire.
Tired dark circles clung to her eyes, and her wet skin looked greasy in the dim light of the room.
She looked up at Talos, her head swaying on the sore neck muscles - indicating that she still had some migraines.
"Eldar?"
Ottavia tilted her head and asked in confusion.
“Did I hear correctly?”
“Leap.”
Taros said straightforwardly:
"Do it now."
"What?"
"Listen to me!"
Finally, he lost his patience and roared.
"The Eldar are coming! They can feel the psychic scream from the cursed echo, or worse, their wizards have predicted our location in advance, and there is a high probability that there is a fleet ahead. Wait, more will come, Octavia, jump now or we all die."
Shocked by Talos's roar, Octavia swallowed and reached for the first connecting cable of the throne.
Weakness made her hands tremble, but her voice was firm and clear.
"Where? Where should we go? The Eye of Terror?"
"Anywhere but here or there, Octavia! You're the one making the decisions now!" Help us find a place to hide as soon as possible."
"Let me see where we are now... We are at the edge of the Storm Star Territory. We can't get to the Eye of Terror in a short time, so we can only move forward. ”
(End of this chapter)