Chapter 3 Welcome to Nuceria
A sphere that functions like a drone flies above Qin Xia and surrounds him.
There seemed to be energy accumulated in the holes under the sphere, and Qin Xia felt that his hair stood up as if he was close to an electric field.
Apparently if things go wrong next, the drone will release an energy weapon.
"Tasha! Tasha?"
After approaching a hundred meters, the leader's head poked out from behind the shield-raiser, staring at Qin Xia and shouting words of unknown meaning.
This is not High Gothic.
However, the human empire is very large, and ordinary people in some worlds just use the local language to communicate, and there is no problem with this.
Qin Xia stood silently, observing and thinking about countermeasures.
Qin Xia was not surprised to find that these people did not recognize his strong body. After all, the empire was so big, not everyone in all the worlds could see the Astartes.
But these people will definitely know one thing, and that is the Empire's Sky Eagle logo.
Thinking of this, Qin Xia quickly drew a double-headed eagle symbol on the ground with her feet, and then observed the reactions of everyone in front of her.
If they are Imperial people, they will realize what this symbol means, and from the many stories about the "Angel of the God Emperor" told by priests holding high the double-headed eagle scepter when they were young, they will infer what they are seeing before them. The origin of this strong man who is nearly three meters tall.
But things didn’t go so smoothly.
The nearly a hundred people looked at the sign on the ground in confusion, unable to recognize what it represented.
The leader of those people quickly raised his head, with a look that was half puzzled and half contemptuous. He smiled and yelled something that he didn't know what it meant.
This was an order, and then everyone dispersed and raised their weapons.
The technological level of these people seems to be high, but the level of weapons and equipment is not very good. Almost all of them use stick weapons that release electromagnetism. Only the weapon in the leader's hand can be seen as a tranquilizer gun. Up long-range firepower.
"Weird." Qin Xia looked at the people in front of him doubtfully, "Your weapons and equipment don't look like they are for fighting...but they look like they are here to capture something."
No one in front of them. There is no way to answer it. Both sides don't understand each other's languages. The only way is to fight.
The drone overhead suddenly released some kind of energy attack, but Qin Xia had already dodged before the attack appeared.
This dodge was so fast that mortal eyes could not react, except for the leader.
It seems that the observer worn on the leader's head has taken effect. His body reacts first before his brain reacts. He accurately determines the trajectory of Qin Xia's dodge, and shoots out the anesthesia gun in his hand. A tranquilizer dart.
Qin Xia was slightly surprised by the opponent's shooting with astonishing accuracy, and at the same time easily caught the incoming tranquilizer dart with two fingers.
The tranquilizer dart immediately shattered, releasing a burst of gas.
"Are you kidding?" Qin Xia threw the fragments of the dart in his hand at the drone above his head, and stared at the people in front of him after the drone exploded. "I guess the miasma of the death world has no effect on me. The anesthesia of you natives Can the gas be effective on me?"
Of course, everyone did not understand the meaning of these two sentences. After careful observation, they realized that the person in front of them was difficult to deal with.
Everyone became serious and quickly surrounded Qin Xia.
These people have obviously received strict combat training. Some people took out things similar to grenades, some adjusted the sticks in their hands to the energy storage mode, and some people adjusted the mode of the sticks to store one. The state of the electric ball.
Qin Xia didn't know what technology those strange cold weapons used. The weapons in the hands of these people were as weird as themselves.
"Huha! Huha! Huha!"
People made a sound similar to a war cry, waving the sticks in their hands and jumping around.
Those holding shields also took out sticks and banged the shields while shouting, hiding the figures of their companions behind them, as if they wanted to confuse their opponents through such actions.
By ordinary people's standards, these people are well-trained and have high fighting spirit.
But in Astartes' eyes, these people were like a group of Alzheimer's, doing things with unknown meaning in slow movements.
"Ah!"
A loud shout sounded from behind Qin Xia, and the sturdy shield-wielding warrior suddenly pounced on his back. Qin Xia could easily avoid it just by identifying the direction from which the sound came.
Probing sneak attacks similar to this appeared from all directions within the next three seconds. Qin Xia easily dodged, but only dodged.
Until this group of people found out that their opponents were difficult to deal with, they cautiously took a step back before preparing to use other tactics.
"It seems that you really can't provide useful information." Qin Xia sighed helplessly and had to give up the idea of seeking information from the other party.
When Qin Xia took a deep breath, the hot sand suddenly cooled down, and frost spread on the ground.
This sudden cooling phenomenon occurs when a psyker begins to use psychic powers.
This phenomenon that violates the thermodynamic laws of the real universe represents the erosion of reality by subspace.
The sudden drop in temperature made all the uninvited guests alert and surprised. They did not attack rashly, but seemed to be judging something.
Qin Xia, on the other hand, took a step forward with his left foot, spread his legs, raised his right hand high to the sky, and lowered his left hand to point to the ground.
"I'll let you fly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a shock wave centered on Qin Xia's body, appeared without warning and spread suddenly to all sides.
The people who were jumping around and roaring with unknown meaning one second were flying upside down the next second. Everyone's flesh was shattered in the process of flying out, and finally turned into a spurt. The flesh and blood that came out and the debris flying into the sky.
Baji——
Chirp——
Blocks of things fell from the sky to the ground, making a disgusting collision sound.
Qin Xia glanced around with a complicated expression, returned to an upright posture, sighed with regret, and then walked towards the convoy.
When he was one step away from the car of the leader of the convoy, Qin Xia's foot suddenly "bumped" strangely. After quickly stabilizing his body and lowering his head, he cast a surprised and confused look at his left foot.
The left foot is still intact, but it feels like half of the sole is missing.
"No...this is impossible..."
A "guess" that in Qin Xia's own opinion is absolutely the correct answer emerged in his mind, that is, the small tranquilizer dart shot by the leader just now released The anesthetic gas begins to take effect.
The anesthetic gas just now was not much, and the anesthetic dart was also very small, smaller than a .17 caliber bullet.
Such a small anesthetic dart, not even the kind that is propelled by gunpowder and injected into the epidermis and then released, can the anesthetic gas it contains allow Astartes to be gradually anesthetized?
What is this?
Is it the breath exhaled by Nurgle, one of the four gods of the warp?
After thinking briefly, Qin Xia immediately rushed to the vehicle, tore off the door and threw it aside, rummaging through the vehicle for anything that might answer the many questions now, or for an antidote to the anesthetic gas.
When his hand touched a book, that uncontrollable prophetic ability appeared.
The field of vision instantly reached the top of an arena.
Many gladiators fight in the arena.
Guys similar to the group of people who were killed just now are trading prisoners with the managers of the arena.
On the crimson sand of the arena, a strong boy with an immature face was fearfully avoiding the sulfuric acid rushing from all directions.
Qin Xia suddenly felt that everything made sense, including the intentions of these people and the anesthetic gas contained in the anesthetic dart just now.
It’s just that it’s too late to sort it all out now.
“So…”
Qin Xia, who started to lose control of half of his body, shrugged and muttered to himself with a helpless smile.
“Welcome to Nuceria?”
The last syllable came from Qin Xia’s mouth, and with a muffled sound, his head made a hole in the hood. , the entire anti-gravity suspension vehicle was hit and sank and then bounced up.
(End of this chapter)