Chapter 2119 The sudden change of the black stone (Part 2)


"So we must find the entrance to the Webway before we start taking action?"

Galmo Zejie thought for a moment and shook his head.

"We don't have time, and we don't have enough manpower. If we don't find anything here again, let's forget about it for now."

As they said that, they looked around. This hall is at least one thousand meters long. It is long, in the shape of a hexagon, with several standard triangular columns, many ravine grids on the ground, and several small pyramids more than two meters high. These things are relatively common in Blackstone Fortress.

Then they raised their heads. As always, there was no ceiling, only a piece of black liquid hanging above their heads at a height of more than fifty meters. This was also a unique view of Black Stone. It seemed that there was an ocean inside it, but those who looked at it The liquid-like thing is actually not real water or any known liquid, but a special substance that, when viewed from below, sparkles and comes alive, like an undulating ceiling.

Then Garmo Zejie stretched out his hands, and two cone-shaped objects appeared in his hands, and electric current burst out from each other's sharp points.

He slowly closed his eyes and began to detect the signals that had been sent here before. It was attracted by this weak signal that he came here in person to see if he could find the Eldar race he thought was there. Trails, or portals to the webway where they hide.

Then, he seemed to have discovered something. He closed his eyes and saw patterns. There seemed to be something moving in the void...

A ring...

Still a wall...

It might be closing or opening...

Then a thought...

The thought of the alien touched his mind like a cobweb in the dark...

Part 2 For a moment, he began to feel something tugging at his heart.

It was like an electric sting, or a caressing sound from the other side, like the feeling of being in the air before a storm.

Something is nearby

Gal Mozejie opened his eyes and looked at the floating liquid above his head. Dozens of small black disks protruded from the constantly surging surface at some point, and then moved, Clicking and locking together in a neat mosaic pattern.

The pattern presents a unique form of alien art, then changes into a pyramid shape like a geometric puzzle with dozens of shimmering chitin legs.

It moved stiffly and mechanically, like a clockwork automaton, and there was something almost comic in the way it jumped across the smooth black wall.

Garmo Zejie stretched out his hand and released a bolt of lightning, hitting the thing in the middle. It immediately shattered like glass, and the air was filled with coal-like fragments. These fragments were bounced off and fell to the ground with a tinkling sound. Near the pyramid on the ground

But immediately, the fallen pieces moved like fallen leaves in the breeze—peeling off, rising into a moving mass.

And just above their heads, more structures appeared, hundreds or thousands of them, like a turbulent swarm of bees.

Garmo Zejie's eyes widened, and then he yelled:

"This is a trap! Run!!"

In an instant, every inch of the wall and walls of this hall were The floor was moving and tumbling, forming a terrifying sea of ​​thousands of constructs, some as tall as an average person, others as big as canines. Both the larger and smaller ones were featureless, with broad heads like triangular anvils, swinging on a pile of spindly legs, with a single-eyed light mounted in the center of their heads as they clicked along. You can feel the cold, blank gaze falling on you.

Suddenly, they all rushed toward the phantom warriors, rushing through the hall like a flood, their slender legs scraping the floor, making a harsh sound, as if sharp blades were being sharpened, ready to feast.

Everyone staggered and tried to run towards the door. Some people took out their bolt guns and opened fire.

Amidst the roaring gunfire, some of the drone's legs were broken, but the machine did not stop. Other slender limbs were pushing them forward, and almost in an instant, the interrupted The leg was replaced by another new one, which folded off the creature's head like an unfurled antenna, a unique ability to regenerate that is astonishing.

In fact, when they came to Blackstone, they were no strangers to these "native creatures", and they destroyed many of them. Most of these structures were just wandering, patrolling, and guarding unconsciously, and they were generally not large in size. They are large and will only react when they are attacked or find a target. Everyone does not take them seriously, but just seems to know their origin.

But once they gather in numbers, no one dares to underestimate them, because their slender sharp-edged secondary limbs can cut through power armor. Some unlucky people who were careless have fallen into the siege of such structures before, waiting to be destroyed. When people found it, there were basically no fragments larger than the size of a fist.

“Hit the head!”

Under the command of Garmo Zejie, everyone calmed down and knocked over the drone rushing at the front with explosive bombs. The bullets were accurate. Hitting their bloated heads, some liquid spurted out from the broken holes as they exploded.

At the same time, Garmo Zejie raised the cone-shaped object in his hand again, and black lightning surged out, forming a giant net that swept past.

In an instant, hundreds of drones fell to the ground and became a pile of lifeless ancient garbage. Others hit the floor, twitching like crippled insects, and some drones Stopping and spinning in circles, it seems that they can't find the target, but the others are still moving, trembling in the light and running towards the phantom warriors.

But the time bought was enough. Everyone ran out of the door and rushed into the corridor. As the door closed, the sound of drones clanking behind the door could still be heard.

"Something is controlling them."

Galmo Zejie immediately made a judgment, and then he received a message that Huron had ordered Blackstone Fortress to join the battle, so he looked towards His right-hand man.

"Never mind this, we can't delay it any longer. Notify Wengar and start taking action immediately. We must control the Blackstone Fortress as soon as possible."

"Also notify others and gather in the control area immediately. ”

Then they walked through the cleared halls one after another. Since being occupied by the red pirates, part of the Blackstone Fortress has become the lair of cultists. Those places have accumulated a lot of dirt, old bloodstains, and lingering traces of blood. Signs of decay.

However, its structure and facilities are not distorted in any sense, nor are there any unexpected dead ends or wrong turns, not to mention the thirsty darkness that would devour the unwary. Wall, it seems that the power of chaos is not enough to extend here.

You can see that many cultist soldiers have set up camps inside. After all, the Blackstone Fortress does not have a crew cabin. They can only use simple tents to provide themselves with the most basic warmth and sleep, but at the same time they also put the Blackstone The interior of the fortress was filled with smoke and filth.

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