Think of it every day: Deathbethycompass.

The evacuation of Cape de Tak was carried out in an orderly manner, with the fleet of the Overwatch warband resting on top of the massive spaceport, and countless mechanical slaves carrying countless materials in an orderly formation in and out of the hatches.

And because the Storm has been pulled to the Martian headquarters of the Cult of the Mechanicus for transformation, and the degree of transformation of the Struggle is not large, it only needs to complete its firepower transformation in a random high-level casting world, so the Fight followed the expeditionary force, and now there are only six frigates with no name, only numbered frigates and a large number of transports left to the first company.

The well-established camp that the Warbenders had been stationed there for three years was gradually being taken over by the Fighting Nuns of the Imperial Anglican, and the Cult of the Machine God did not allow anyone related to the Inquisition to be in the vicinity of the Mysteries due to a traitor in the Inquisition.

Under the neutral gaze of the battle nuns in power armor, the Warband began to retreat, first a large number of warband servants took the lead in dismantling various defensive weapons from the huge military camp that could accommodate 150,000 people, and then carrying them onto the transport plane.

A large number of heavy vehicles, such as the Emperor Poison Blade Super Heavy Tank, were due to the work of the Warmen, so the Empire adopted a policy of turning a blind eye to them, and the Warmen Warbands began to blatantly drive transport planes under the control of the Night's Watch, and then transported them into space.

However, because of the brutal battle, only twenty of the Emperor Poison Blade super-heavy tanks are left, and the rest are either bombarded into a pile of scrap metal by Orc rockets, or they are thrown to the Imperial Defense Forces on the front line because of serious damage - the big-headed soldiers always don't mind the fact that they are picking up garbage, those high-imitation super-heavy tank chassis are not easy to break, tinkering with the upper armor and turrets, in fact, those tanks can still be used, although the appearance may not be good-looking, But the heads of the Imperial Defense Forces who value practicality don't mind, and the big ones have nothing to complain about when they have a reliable super-heavy tank to rely on.

The Warband of the Warmen is being evacuated from the station, but this is not something that can be done in a day, and the large number of defensive equipment and the large number of mortal minions are not something that can be left on the fly, and it will take two days to complete the evacuation.

And Jiawen, as the head of the Warden Warband, has no chance to be lazy at present, he has to stay in the captain's office honestly and sign some documents that need to be signed by him personally - although Jiawen has tried his best to delegate power, there are still some things that need to be reviewed and signed by the head of the group before they can be implemented.

"Rustling ......"

The slight grinding sound of pen and paper suddenly stopped, and static electricity surfaced on the surface of the power armor, and a quiet, almost frozen wind surrounded Gavin, reducing the weight of the power armor while also locking the transmission of sound.

The huge burly giant quietly assembled the horse sword, and slowly stood up from the seat, like a fierce beast hunting, the biochemical muscles under the power armor began to tense, and the power backpack began to warm up under the operation of Jiawen's consciousness.

The long horse chopping sword was held in the palm of Jiawen's hand, a steady stream of lightning poured into the horse chopping sword, the blade of the flickering arc was aimed at the office door, Jiawen's feet were separated and stood in a T-shape, and the magnetic steel boots were firmly attached to the ground, providing Jiawen with a fulcrum for his strength, and his tense whole body was like a big bow, and the horse chopping sword was an angry arrow to be fired.

A thunderous blow is about to be struck.

After Jiawen Pu was promoted to the hero rank, the keen ears of Ruth and the skyrocketing power of the storm made Jiawen a superhuman with super sensitive senses, the slight sound and flow in the air can let Jiawen know the details of hundreds of meters away, and the sharp eyes allow Jiawen to see clearly the flight path of a mosquito ten meters away in the dark night.

Although Jiawen was not interested in this, Jiawen also reviewed some of the Assassin's knowledge and combat in the systematic trial space, and increased his knowledge.

Therefore, when a sneaky creature appeared outside the commander's office, evaded the guards of the space marines standing guard, and sneaked to the unknown humanoid creature outside the commander's office, the breeze blowing in through the crack in the door and the inaudible vibration on the ground exposed the location of the unknown creature to Jiawen's supernatural, unscientific perception.

It's no wonder that those powerful Space Marine commanders like to wear no helmets so much, it turns out that the control that comes with this high perception is not only fascinating, but also can bring out the full strength of the hero.

The frozen air in the office can make a mortal breathless, static electricity shuttles back and forth in the air, and the heavy and silent pressure in the real space makes those light and fluttering papers stay honestly on the office desktop, even if the wind spins back and forth silently in this small space, it can't carry them.

Like an eternal statue, Garvin was ancient, gorgeous, and powerful, with a sharp blade pointed straight at the door, and the moment the celebrity-like creature pushed open the office door, it unleashed a surprise stabbing blow that instantly killed the place.

No matter who it is, sneaking around is always ill-intentioned.

However, when the humanoid creature came to the door of the office, and Jiawen was about to launch a thunderous blow, there was a soft knock on the door, and a beautiful female voice that was familiar and somewhat unfamiliar sounded from outside the door.

"Captain Jiawen, are you in there?"

“！？”

Confused, Gavin thought for a moment in his mind, and found the owner of this voice in his memory, Bishop Winnie of the Eldarling Clan, who was captured by himself many years ago and then forced to become a martial arts instructor in order to gain freedom.

"Please come in."

As Gavin pondered the intentions of his former visitor, he lowered the sword in his palm as he opened his mouth to let her in, he didn't think that a Bishop Elda, who was skilled in delicate martial arts and psionic spells, could be his enemy in such a narrow space.

Although Bishop Winnie got rid of the habit of losing herself and no longer controlling her warrior personality due to systemic reasons, this is not the basis for her to run around as a Spirit Bishop, and it must be a big deal to get Bishop Eldar, the caretaker of the Bloody Hand God of War and the Tribal Warrior Altar, to leave his altar, and it will most likely be a war.

"Gurgle......

"Good day, head Jiawen, we meet again."

With the crisp sound of the door opening, Bishop Winnie, dressed in the ancient and delicate Elda armor, slowly walked in from outside the middle door, with long pointed ears looming in the black hair, not seen for many years, Bishop Winnie, who is a long-lived species, has not changed much in the past, but there is a faint anxiety and tiredness hidden in the calm face.

In the face of Bishop Winnie's faint gesture of kindness, Gavin was unmoved, and after looking behind her to make sure that there were no other Eldarns behind, he said in a deep voice.

"Meet again, Bishop Winnie, in fact when I separated from you and Philomena's martial arts instructor, I thought we wouldn't ever see each other again!?

After all, while that being solves your loss of reason and control, its means are not pleasant. Straight to the point though, what do you come to me for?"

Bishop Winnie smiled reluctantly, a faint hint of fear flashed in her eyes, that cold and ruthless will, she really didn't want to face, but now reality once again forced her to send her to the door automatically.

"Captain Gavin, this time we do need the help of the Warbend, you haven't forgotten the fallen Eldarin who dealt with you three years ago.

They actually have a grudge against my clan. ”

"In other words, the appearance of those Orks has something to do with you!?"

Jiawen's sword eyebrows jumped, and the horse slashing sword he put down was once again clenched by the steel glove, and the frozen atmosphere instantly filled the entire office.

Bishop Winnie deliberately ignored Gavin's hostile actions, she continued.

"We've really noticed the actions of the fallen spirits, and we're just giving you a gentle push to draw your attention."

"Tell me quickly, what are you doing with me!?"

Although he was still quiet, Jiawen had already made up his mind that he must make these bean sprouts who no one in sight pay the price.

In the face of Jiawen's straightforwardness, Bishop Winnie, who had dealt with Jiawen and knew Jiawen's temperament, did not turn around, she said directly.

"I need the help of the Warband, my men are being hunted by the Dark Eldarns, and I need the Warbands of the Warbands to repel them and shelter the remaining injured Eldarlings."

"Why do you think the Warband of Warbands have the strength to help you, and why do I risk sacrificing the Star Marines to help you aliens, and one of the people behind the calculations against me not long ago.

And, if you ask for help, won't the Cult of the Mechanicus and the Empire's State Religion next door, or the other interstellar warbands a little further afield? ”

Bishop Winnie hesitated, then she replied.

"In fact, from the many options, we only trust the promises of the Warband, and the fact that other human forces have rarely been friendly to the Eldarins has ever been.

As for strength, I believe in the strength of the Space Marines I have taught.

Finally, Captain Gawen, please take action from the Warden Warband, my subordinates and I are mentally prepared to pay a sufficient price, whether it is technology or martial arts skills, we can accept it. ”

"Huh!"

Gavin sneered, and he asked.

"Philomena is still alive."

"She's still alive, it's just that she's busy dealing with those fallen spirits now, what's wrong!?"

"It's good to be alive."

Jiawen shook his hand and threw out two transparent hexagonal transparent crystals, and said in a deep voice.

"Take it, this is how the Warbden Warband will help you, this thing comes from the work of that will, a portal will appear on it with blood, and you will gain power by entering it for trials, but it is difficult to say what power you will get.

You and Philomena use it, and it will give you the power to repel the dark spirits. ”

Bishop Winnie looked at the plain thing in her hand, which looked like an ordinary crystal crystal, but she really couldn't see any magic about it, and she was in a state of asking for help on the spot, she didn't ask questions, but skillfully circled around.

"What does that cost us!?"

"When you and Philomena drip blood, you will naturally pay a certain price. As for whether you will use it or not, that's none of my business, that power needs to be obtained voluntarily, and whether you can gain power or not, whether or not you can repel the pursuit of the dark spirits, that's your business.

That's it, you can do it now. ”

After saying what was necessary, Gavin forcibly drove Bishop Winnie out, not even giving her the slightest opportunity to ask questions.

And that small crystal is naturally a new product of the upgraded system.

From beginning to end, Gavin didn't ask Bishop Winnie how many people there were, why they provoked the Dark Elveon, why they came to seek help from the Warband, he just gave Bishop Winnie two small crystals, as for whether there was a gain, that is a matter of God knows.