Chapter 2459 Disciplinary Issues
Bang Bang Bang——
Suddenly, a few sparks burst out from the shell of the Nether Lord's spiritual bones. It turned out to be a Chimera armored vehicle in the distance trying to use it as a vehicle. Stop the advance of this massive Eldar machine.
In response, the huge Revenant Machine lowered the muzzle on its shoulders. The cultists on the Chimera immediately screamed and reversed frantically, regardless of whether they crushed other people. However, this did not work. Delaying their demise, along with a beam of light with a spiritual halo, the entire Chimera instantly turned into countless flying fragments. There was no explosion or loud noise. It was "dismantled" silently, along with the evil spirits on it. Christians together.
But this is just the beginning. Every burst of light from the Nether Lord means that double-digit enemies have been wiped out.
There is no suspense at this point in the battle.
But the scene that really makes all the intruders despair comes from the sky——
“What!”
The priestess who is trying to avoid the Harlequin Troupe hears the cry from deep in the sky. Roaring and throbbing, I raised my head in horror, only to see a meteor shower falling in the sky.
Countless burning fireballs of different sizes were rolling and falling towards the planet's ground. However, they would soon disappear in a flash of light. She even saw a huge piece of debris that looked like the bow of a frigate. Spinning in the distant sky, she suddenly hated the powerful vision given to her by the Prince of Darkness at this moment. Maybe if she didn't see it, she wouldn't be so desperate.
All this means only one thing, the fleet in orbit is over!
Then they are finished!
The priestess began to run away desperately. She knew that her father was still alive, and he would soon achieve his goal. As long as he could sublime, he would also gain eternal life.
The most important thing for her now is to return to her father!
However, the terrifying laughter approached again. The priestess screamed and ordered the Slaanesh banshees to protect herself, while her legs kept running towards an off-road vehicle. She didn't care now. A means of transportation for low-class people.
But suddenly something hit her left kneecap, causing her to fall to the ground with a scream.
"No! My leg!"
The priestess lowered her head and saw that the knee part of her left leg had disappeared, and she screamed.
The clowns had gathered around, their masks were naked mockery, and then they suddenly started to act.
One of them was spinning wildly with violent dance steps, the sharp blade in his hand was wrapped with lavender light, and he threw something like a ribbon to wrap around a screaming Slaanesh Banshee.
The bound banshee struggled desperately, purple light shining out from her wide open mouth and paper-thin skin, and then her head was cut off by the opponent's sharp blade, and her body turned into pus and dissipated.
Another Slaanesh Banshee was also struggling in vain, trying to break away from the shurikens and short spears piercing her body, but the neck of a short sword then pierced her throat.
With the banshee’s final struggle, purple mist spread around.
The priestess was convulsing and screaming as she tried to crawl to the buggy. This was simply not a sound that a human could make, but a chorus of many painful wails, distorted and loud beyond words.
But then a boot kicked her back, knocking her down. The trouper of the Frost Stars then sang a melodious high note while firing a bullet into the priestess's back.
"What! This is-"
The priestess watched in horror as the light passed through her flesh, even breaking through her skin. As the screams continued, larger cracks began to tear through her flesh.
The torture lasted for several seconds. When it was over, her limbs were twisted, her bones were broken, and her movements seemed to be pulled by invisible ropes.
The troupe leader then bent down and beheaded her, and then tied a rope. When he let go of the rope, the priestess' head floated into the sky like a funny balloon and appeared in front of all Slaanesh. The disciples watched in horror as they chuckled, then exploded into a ball of powder.
"Your Highness, Commander Giulio Pula has sent a message that the enemy's flagship has been destroyed, the large ships have been basically annihilated, and a few ships have tried to escape. The final hunt is now underway."
The report read out by the prophet as a mouthpiece did not surprise Soshiyang, because he was very aware of the strength of the Dark Light Butterfly. Even if there were no other ships, this ancient terrifying warship alone was enough to sweep across the human fleet in orbit. .
"Your Highness, the enemy leader has been hunted and all the demons have been exiled."
"Your Highness, the Hearthborn is pursuing an in-depth pursuit according to the original plan." Realizing that only the ending is left here. After work, Soshyan looked at Luvia Greta.
"Spirit Controller Luvia Greta, we will go to the main island, and the injured residents or non-combatants will stay on the Wishing Island."
"Yes."
Then he looked at Si Zhan, who had spoken before, and said slowly:
"Ugarowi Si Zhan, lead the troops under your command to coordinate the Ironsworn Regiment of the Hearthborn. The final cleaning work of the wishing island must not be left behind.”
The other party put on his helmet, turned around and bent slightly at an extremely fast speed.
“As you command.”
"The others go to the island."
"Your Highness."
After hesitating for a moment, a prophet said softly:
"The howling banshees of the Screaming Blade Shrine Still pursuing"
Soshiyang frowned.
"Didn't they receive the order?"
"Yes, but."
The Screech Blade Shrine is the Howling Banshee Shrine where the Doral couple were before, Soshiyan It is speculated that perhaps due to the high status of these two people in the royal court, they are somewhat arrogant.
Dolar's reaction was very quick. He immediately turned around and said:
"Your Highness, I will immediately——"
"No need."
Soshiyang raised his hand to interrupt Doral's words, turned to the prophet and said solemnly:
"When fighting in a large corps, discipline must be strict, you tell them , if I can’t see them within one minute, then I will use the authority of the Phoenix King to strip them of their war masks, and they will spend their whole lives as non-combatants raising their husbands and raising children!”
Soshi Yang’s words! All the spirits on the golden chariot looked slightly sideways.
The war mask is the most important equipment for the battle path, especially the howling banshee path. Only after wearing the mask can they devote themselves wholeheartedly to the war without worrying about their hearts being swallowed up by the blood and violence of war, or even Even the bishop was not qualified to directly deprive a Taoist of his war mask. The most he could do was to drive the other person out of the shrine.
Soshiyang's words were quite serious. Not only would they be stripped of their war masks, they might even be banned from joining any fighting path.
Less than fifty seconds after he said these words, the howling banshees covered in blood returned to his sight. The leader even took off his mask and stared at a hundred meters away. Soshiyang, whose face was filled with anger, opened his lips slightly and was about to say something, but he directly met Doral's cold gaze.
So she immediately lowered her head, put on her helmet again, and returned to her sisters without saying a word.
The end of the battle was a one-sided massacre. Every living human on the island was prayed to be killed. The Hearthborn also hated these Chaos worshipers, and their corpses were regarded as filth by the fire. Burning, and as early as these follow-up tasks were in progress, Soshyan had already ordered to rush to the island.
The Sahadouin drove their unique gliding vehicles into the sea, while the Chikanti people raided from the sea on their invisible hover vehicles. Their mission was to clear the island's coastline Clean it up.
(End of this chapter)