At the same time as the weird humanoid giant rat machine appeared, Chuanquillo unexpectedly teleported to the back of the machine at some point. At this time, it was holding a weird long pole with a rusty small copper bell hanging on it, and grabbed the monster behind the monster with one hand. The chains screamed angrily in all directions, and the bronze bells on the long poles kept emitting weird low tones, creating small vortexes of entropic stance.
This machine is a "transportation machine" that he, Keren and Loken tinkered with when they were bored. Its design is based on the robots used by the Hrud, but it combines some green skins and humans. Technology, therefore, appears to be unstable and "useless" most of the time - Rozim's evaluation.
"Wow! Agawa is still reliable!"
Iswin shouted excitedly, and Rozim also took advantage of the opportunity to pick up a weapon, but he did not choose to entangle.
“Don’t waste time with them, cover and shoot, retreat!”
Then guns and guns fired, and the battlefield instantly became extremely chaotic. Rozim grabbed Scyna's arm and pulled her up.
“Let’s go! We’ll talk about it later!”
At this time, Chuanquero also controlled the weird machine it called “Dumb No. 1” to slam into the ground, creating a huge of smoke, then turned around and started running after Rozim and others.
"Chase! Don't let these aliens escape!"
Suddenly, another convoy came out from the side, and a man wearing a mask and a windbreaker stretched out his hand towards Scyna.
"Ms. Scyna! We are from Judge Marcus, please come with us! We will-"
Before she could finish her words, Scyna raised her hand and made a move, scaring the other party. He retracted into the car, and then said angrily to the people around him:
"Catch her! If not, shoot her!"
For a time, the whole town was boiling with gunshots and cannons. , explosions, screams, one after another, few people knew what happened, but chaos was the prelude to the killings, and soon various forces began to take advantage of the chaos, hoping to take advantage of the chaos to attack former enemies or gain benefits, and the scale of the conflict continued to expand. , which instead confused the chasing Inquisition team, because the attackers became everywhere.
Outside the wasteland outside the town, Ravenwing Master Samuel stopped his anti-gravity motorcycle. After the vehicle landed gently, he came to the ground. At this time, the black The burqa has been covered with the unclean dust of the bottom nest. Behind him, motorcycles and speed attack boats also stopped one after another.
The Ravenwing Grand Master walked to the heights, stared at the town in the distance where the billowing smoke and flames were rising, and said:
"Brother Malsif, how is the situation of the Talon team."
< br>"Everything is normal."
After confirming that all teams were ready, he turned around and looked at the soldiers in the company.
“The traitor knew we were coming. He wanted to plot against us and bring shame to Caliban’s flag, but we will tell them that no matter how cunning the prey is, it is no match for the hunter.”
The Crowwing warriors said nothing. They were like shadows covering the earth, silent and insubstantial.
"Let's go."
When Samuel mounted his ride, the anti-gravity plates lifted the huge motorcycle into the air with a low whine, and then he drew the Raven Sword.
"The hunt will end only when the Silent Shadow is in place, covering the faces of our prey and silencing their unholy voices! For the Lions, for Caliban!"
On the other side, Scyna staggered along with this strange team. The voice lingering in her head disappeared, but she felt as if she had been in a dream, and everything that happened was insignificant. No sense of reality.
Surrounded by a burning town, in the darkness between the flickers of fire, as the screams of dying men pierced the air, filled with the stench of charred flesh, Scyna felt a force trying to flooding into her body.
This power is so primitive, the original, awe-inspiring, terrifying and magnificent existence.
Scyna has been trained to know that the more powerful and wild the power of the Warp, the more destructive it is, so the first lesson any legitimate psyker of the Empire must learn is restraint. Keep your mind and emotions in check, as this is tied to their power.
What's worse is that she experienced so much on this day that her already highly nervous spirit almost collapsed, causing this power to flow through her veins like a living thing. The roar was stimulating every nerve and synapse, awakening them to the evil power that permeated her flesh.
strength! The power to tear the earth apart! If she embraces this power, she can crush all her enemies and use their betrayal and betrayal to bury them forever!
No, no, no, she corrected her mistakes in time in her heart.
Embracing such power, she would no longer be a loyal servant of the Empire, she would become a plaything of the Warp.
Then the power flickered and seemed to shrink back, like a wisp of gray smoke blown away from an extinguished incense burner.
When Scyna felt that the threat had left her, her heart suddenly twitched with anger.
It's not fair, it's not fair, why are the sinners not punished!
Scina stopped, her eyes full of anger, frantically searching for those careerists cloaked in loyalty in the dark streets of this burning city, giving them a taste of bloodshed and revenge. taste!
"Huh?"
Rozim noticed something was wrong, and turned to look at Scyna, whose hair was already floating.
“Hello?”
The other party's voice sounded like thunder, and the anger quickly dissipated, and fear began to occupy every corner of her heart.
Cecina covered her head and staggered forward, and was finally supported by Rozim.
“What’s wrong?”
“If you’re in danger, run away”
Holding Rozim’s arm tightly, Scyna gasped for breath, she resisted She has resisted the temptation of darkness, but her power is still inevitably working.
Her eyes left the present moment and came to what seemed to be another timeline.
Scyna saw a team, a row of figures walking in black cloaks, emerging from the darkness like oil dots. They held various brutal weapons and chanted in spell-like harmony, like a group of people. A slow-motion army is also beating the beat. Their armor is glowing with evil light and covered with traces of mutation. The horns, tentacles and flesh are spreading. There is no doubt that they are the most terrifying enemy, the Chaos Space Marines——< br>
Then her perspective changed and her context broadened.
There were still figures moving on the dark streets, speeding through the swirling smoke and flying embers.
The leader was a tall and straight warrior. His aura was very familiar to Scyna. He held his sword high, and the Dark Angel's logo on his robe was clearly visible.
If only that person were here...
Eventually, she realized that the ultimate being was nearby, attracted to all shadows like a shark to blood.
It has been lurking here for a long time, lurking in the dark depths, crawling out of the cracks at the bottom of the hive, where the smoke gushes out like long curtains.
She swept through its shadow, the dream shattered behind her, all her weak energy swallowed up by its presence, it seemed like a real wound, surrounding and sucking her mind.