Chapter 551 The Wind Rises in Urk (Part 1)
Standard Imperial Calendar, 930.M41
Human Empire, Solar Star Domain, Planet Urk
Glory of the Eldar The time had passed, and ever since she had discovered this, the familiarity had been indisputable.
When necessity turns into indulgence, when bloodshed changes from serving a greater purpose to satisfying one's own desires.
Is their existence a necessity or an indulgence?
Subsequently, Veronica, the War Witch of Craftworld Ulthwe, banished these unsavory thoughts.
There will be time to reflect, but not now.
She grasped the staff, the psychic crystal spear buzzing in her hand, focusing her attention on her surroundings.
For a moment of concentration, she took control of her psychic senses, confining herself to the sealed transport unit of the Storm Serpent tank.
The hull throbs with graceful white-green psychic energy, the quiet and stable interior of the grav tank cloaked in powerful shields, emitting only slight vibrations from its thrust vectoring engines or flickering teleportation energy.
She was surrounded by the Black Watch, all thinking the same thing, anticipating the sound and fury when they landed to launch a surprise attack.
A fight is waiting for them.
She saw it coming.
Veronica's slender fingers gripped her staff tightly, she hadn't wielded it in a long time.
The hum of the crystal was gradually increasing.
Initial contact reports appear on the communication link.
The Hornet formation has harvested a lot of lives, using their high mobility to induce Ork to move towards the predetermined ambush location.
Although Arkworld has tried its best to prevent this operation from being noticed by humans, they do not have enough time because there is a human outpost here. If it takes too long, it may There will be changes——
Although she has not seen any changes in the line of fate.
The battle court to which Veronica belonged moved quickly from the east, passing low and fast through rocky canyons and pillars, and then over the hills. Three neat phalanxes and speeding gravity tanks shone in the hot sun.
Already in her mind she saw the Orks turning towards the red ruins caused by shurikens and lasers, black blood and burning iron splattering the dry earth.
She has already seen through everything.
All this is already doomed, in an inevitable form.
Veronica knows this matter is important to her and intends to join the game to fully utilize her abilities.
"We're in position, War Witch."
The pilot of the Storm Serpent said through the link, and Veronica nodded to the black-helmeted watchers around her.
She said nothing, but her spirit touched their souls all the time.
Then, the rear hatch of the Storm Serpent tank opened smoothly.
As Veronica came down the hatch lightly, the lenses of her crested helmet adjusted to the awe-inspiring light in her eyes, and the staff sang in her hands.
In her unrealistic vision, she was surrounded by the aura of fighting fever.
The Eldar's attack thrust like a spear into the flank of the Orcs, piercing deep before snapping.
The warrior squad and the Howling Banshees' ferocious Avengers have left their transport units, and the Falcon Tanks and Flame Crystal Tanks have begun to rapidly destroy the Ork vehicles, creating a mass of death.
The shurikens sang in the air to suppress the roar of the Orcs. These green-skinned low-level creatures were in chaos, being torn to death one by one.
"We have attracted their attention." The captain of the Howling Banshee said in the connection, while Veronica was still in the Storm Serpent tank.
Around her the Watchers waited, their minds steady, anticipating the sounds and frenzy of landing to launch a surprise attack.
“It’s not yet time—”
When the watchers spread out around her, Veronica suddenly said, and they stopped neatly.
“Not now.”
Green and white robes wrapped tightly around the Storm Serpent as she moved towards the reorganizing Ork lines.
She could feel their confusion, densely packed in the hot air.
But now is not the time to rush into battle. She has already paid the price for her impulse once. That rainy night often appears in her dreams——
And for some reason , and what appeared together with that rainy night was a face covered in rain, a face full of hypocrisy and justice that made her sick.
She thought it was the aftereffect of her reckless act of directly attacking the opponent's soul. She also asked the Great Prophet, but the Great Prophet told her that this was not an abnormality.
However, the Great Prophet also warned her that what she saw in that human's mind must not be told to a third person, even the lords of the Ark.
Veronica kept in mind the teachings of the great prophet, but could not change the fact that an inferior creature often appeared in her mind, and she often felt distressed and angry about it.
Before she started taking up her duties, she was not so prejudiced against humans, but as her contact increased, she discovered that humans are really completely unreasonable creatures——
They Will not accept any help from Veronica or her race, and will turn on them at every opportunity.
This is what dirty humans do.
She had no interest in them or their ignorant hatred.
While she was thinking, the Orks who had regrouped also discovered the Storm Serpent that had been following them.
The Orks with guns started shooting, a lot of flames passed her side, the pilot asked to close the hatch, but Veronica refused.
Ok's shots only lasted a few seconds before he was knocked down by those from the Black Watch.
The greenskins fell down wailing, their weak points, eyes, throats and joints were torn apart one by one. Ada's warriors easily killed these beasts, before they realized what was happening. before the incident.
Later, Veronica also gathered her Void Blade and threw it at those dirty greenskins.
The translucent psychic blade left her fingers with a terrifying wail, tearing a line of fire through the air.
Veronica's will control guided the movement of the Void Blade, hitting the nearest Orc, and knocked the three greenskins away in the blink of an eye with a terrifying crunching sound.
Although she is still very young (eldar standards), Veronica's talent is the highest among her peers, even surpassing many war wizards who have served for hundreds of years - many people I believe that she may reach the realm of the Phoenix Lord in the future.
After easily obliterating three green skins, she smiled and waved her hand gently. The blade of nothingness immediately vibrated at high frequency and sent out an impact, tearing apart the body of the nearest green skin.
Blood splattered everywhere on the battlefield.
Normally, such a long distance would make it difficult for weaker psykers to move, but for her it was as simple as not thinking.
Her clasped fingers formed a secret seal originating from the Ada gods.
Then the Blade of Nothingness formed a semicircle in the air, then divided into two, and then divided into four - until it became twenty-four, swinging and rotating like a line connected to each other.
(End of this chapter)