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The Eldar Prophets, a class of great power within the Ark Elves, actually believe that many of the Eldar actions are guided by these psionics who can peer into the long river of fate. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Prophet is not only a prophet, but also an outstanding commander and a powerful warrior, and is the spiritual core of the Spirits.

Only women can serve as elven prophets, and the specific reason for this is still unknown to the Federation.

But for now, none of these problems are a problem, the only problem is that IELTS doesn't know when he became a prophet here, and is now staying on a ship under siege by Chaos.

It couldn't be worse.

Jumping teleportation is a huge burden even for a veteran psyker like me.

But instead of thinking about it, I pressed my swollen head hard and asked, "Alpha, have you figured out the path to the bridge?" ”

"Marked Complete."

"Thank you, Alpha, I'm sorry to let you accompany me on the adventure."

"It's nothing, she should be a very important person to her partner."

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IELTS? Ann knew that this moment would finally come, for she had foreseen it countless times in the years that had passed.

IELTS knows what human beings are, and her mentor once explained to her the human empire and the various forces within it, and repeatedly emphasized to IELTS that they are all barbaric and backward, selfish, and untrustworthy.

But when IELTS asked about the Federation, the tutor was clearly confused. She still remembers what her mentor had said at the time.

"IELTS, I must say, for the Federation, we are not clear. There is no doubt that they are human, but they are not the same as we usually understand human beings. ”

With that, her mentor looked up and looked into the distance, where a Federation mechanic was working on a support operation for a ghost mech.

"You shouldn't know this better than I do, right, my apprentice?"

Recalling the instructor's teasing tone at that time, IELTS's little face still couldn't help but blush.

"What's the matter, Lord Prophet, is it uncomfortable? Indeed, I can smell the stench of chaos here. ”

IELTS shook his head, then pointed ahead.

"Well, since there is no one else, then IELTS, I'll just call it that. Are we going to the hangar now? ”

IELTS nodded and shook his head again.

"Need more support? Okay, let's go to the Silent Barn first, there are a few old guys still there. Stand behind me, IELTS. ”

As she spoke, Rita raised the heavy star dart cannon in her hand and began to stride forward.

And IELTS, following Rita, muttered in a low voice, "Again, wait for me, a little moment, Mr. Sergeant." Just, it's coming. ”

The heavy star dart cannon in Rita's hand spewed a large rain of bullets, tearing apart all the cultists who rushed up, and then, two spears of light pierced directly through the Chaos Space Marines standing at the end.

"How's it going, IELTS, do you feel her soul?"

Rita asked, worriedly.

"Well, yes, I'm, I'm activating, she."

"As soon as possible." Rita looked back at the next wave of chaos that was pouring up and pulled the trigger.

Rita was a dragon warrior who was smashed in two by a savage orc boss during a battle with an orc and thrown to the ground.

Rita, who is a spirit, was already dead at that time. The Soul Stone had saved her soul, but Rita was no longer a living being.

The days in the infinite circuit are very dull, for Rita, such days seem a little boring, but, after all, she died once, and Rita has nothing to complain about, maybe her people are pessimistic by nature, but Rita doesn't have too much psychological pressure, maybe it's because of her personality.

Knowing that one day, when she opens her "eyes" and the world is just chaos, Rita finds herself barely perceiving anything, and her intuition tells her that she is no longer in the endless loop.

Just as Rita was looking around in confusion, suddenly, the world became clear again, and what appeared in front of her was the Silent Hall that Rita had seen from afar countless times, and a little girl was standing in front of her.

She was so small and so beautiful, her eyes seemed to penetrate her soul, and Rita felt her perception come back to her, as if she had just slept for a long time, and finally woke up.

"Did you wake me up?" Rita asked.

There was a wave of admiration all around, as if surprised by the clarity of Rita's words.

The girl nodded, and touched Rita's metal limb with her hand.

In an instant, fragments appeared in front of Rita's eyes, which were the memories of the girl, with pain, hope and warmth.

Rita suddenly understood that the reason why she was so conscious like now was the masterpiece of the girl in front of her.

"Is that your memory?"

The girl nodded, then gestured.

"We're equal, you saved me. You know how important memory is for unmarried women, and next time don't show your memories to others. ”

The girl bowed in some panic.

"No, I can't afford your apology. Are you speechless? ”

The girl shook her head.

"No, I, talking, others, listening, no, convenient."

She replied to me word by word, her little face flushed a little.

"Alright then, just tell me later, let me do you this little favor. Please advise, Prophet, I am Rita. ”

"Please, advise, I am, IELTS, Ann."

Whenever she thinks of this past, Rita always feels inexplicable joy. She looked back at the girl who had grown a little more now than she had been, but still looked immature. In front of the girl's eyes, the previously silent ghost guard had already stood up.

"Did you wake me up?" It's the same as it was at the beginning.

"I'll take care of you, my IELTS."

Rita confirmed in her heart.

"I won't lose to you two, Prince, Mr. Ambassador."

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As the Ark World, Iyandon has been on the verge of death for a long time.

Tyron's terror invasion had hurt her so badly that both the living and the dead were nearly destroyed. If it weren't for Prince Irio's terrorist attack fleet and the Federation Navy's support of the Tyran's 27th Hunting Fleet, it's hard to imagine what Iyandon would be like now.

Despite the damage, Iyandon survived, and with time it might recover, but the harshness of the situation forced a large amount of Wraith armor into battle. Among them, IELTS? Prophet Ann, despite her youth, has been studying the way of vision for a long time, and her outstanding talents may be the last hope for the revival of Iyandon.

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