2-18 Awakening
I looked around me, and the Inquisitor was holding his psionic sword with a serious face, looking around warily. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ Info Ella waved her mechanical service arm, desperately repairing the broken machine. Hughes gasped and reloaded his blaster with a new magazine.
No one spoke, but we all knew that this might be the end.
"No sacrifice is too great." The Inquisitor said this, and then shouted into the fog in front of him, "Come out, demon! Or are you afraid of the loyal warriors who will face the Emperor? β
"Hehehehehehe......" A shrill hoarse voice like a bird came through the layers of fog.
"Little Inquisitor, your poor little trick can't hide the prying eyes of fate. The Lord of Change knows all changes, and you are but his toys. β
Suddenly, the mist spun at high speed, and suddenly converged into a vague form.
"You want to use the fleet outside the orbit? Rest assured, they won't come, but, as a sign of my respect for your pathetic persistence, I'll allow you to look at my physical form. β
As its voice fell, the swirling mist finally fell, and before us appeared a large and evil creature, or rather, the Demon Prince.
He has dark blue and pitch-black hair, and a pair of wings nearly ten meters long that obscure the sky. The creature had a large bird's head and sharp claws like birds, but he stood upright on the ground, holding a staff of vague and eerie light in one of his hands.
I know that in the ancient texts I have seen have written about this ancient evilβthey are the conspiracy of the dark god Tzeentch, the most powerful demon, the conspiracy demon prince, the lord of change.
"Your rhetoric won't change anything, demons, victory is still known, and humanity will expel you from this side of our world!"
After speaking, the Inquisitor raised the psionic sword in his hand: "In the name of the emperor!" β
With his shout, a golden light attached to his blade, and then, the Inquisitor slashed out his psionic sword, and the golden light turned into a sword and slashed towards the Lord of Change.
I expected that blow would inflict heavy damage on the demon in front of me, but this was not the case, and with a delicate swing of the scepter, the divine slash was dissolved.
"Your psionic tricks don't make sense to me! I am the most powerful servant of the Lord of Change, and all psionic abilities are of little value to me, and now, on behalf of the Lord of Change, I give you one last invitation to join us, or die here. β
After the demon finished speaking, he spread his huge wings: "With your servants!" β
The terrifying almost suffocating force crushed each and every one of us to the ground, not only in action, but also in consciousness as if it was unable to function.
I realized that perhaps this was the day I gave my life for the Emperor, and that I would not be able to live up to his honor.
I stood up with my shield propped up and raised my power sword upright in front of my chest.
"The Emperor is the bulwark of my soul, and he watches over my soul"
Then, slowly but surely, I took a step forward.
"His power helps me to purge all enemies of humanity." I swung the power sword in my hand and took another step forward.
"He will be a triumphant for me!"
The Lord of Change looked at me, his evil eyes as if he could absorb even the light.
"Little bug, what is your value in fighting? Your fate is already sealed, and even your master can't do anything about it, so why don't you accept your fate? β
I stubbornly raised the shield in my left hand.
"The Emperor is with me, and now is the day of loyalty!" With my final battle cry, I jerked the power sword in my hand, and the demon flashed to the side.
"I said, your little trick ......"
"Look at this, demon!" I took advantage of that brief moment to gather all my strength, leap high, and slammed my shield into his chest, sending him back a step from the concussion field.
"How dare you!"
He raised his scepter and slammed me into the air, energy nearly tearing me apart, but I knew that that moment had turned the tide of battle.
Suddenly, there was a roar, followed by dozens of flashes of light around me.
Appearing in the flash were dozens of tall, silver-gray armored giants, their weapons shining with silver light, they were silent, but they gave people an extraordinary sense of security.
"Rest, crusader, your mission has been accomplished." The Judge said.
I slowly closed my eyes.
I don't know how much time passed, and suddenly I vaguely heard someone calling my name.
I opened my eyes and saw the face of a tired soldier.
"Priest, I'm sorry to wake you up, but the company commander woke up just now, so we thought you'd better go over."
I was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly I remembered where I was now. This is Tantalus V, and I am now serving with the 14th Division of Datanya, and I am no longer a crusader.
It seems that the short break just now reminded me of the past.
My mission isn't over yet, I can't rest yet, I thought to myself.
"Lead the way, soldier."
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Vazak looked at the little shrimp who had just opened his eyes and looked around in confusion, and for some reason, he always thought of those farts that had just come out of the soil.
"Daddy?" The little shrimp rubbed his eyes and looked at Vazak and said.
Vazak looked at his big fangs, his huge body, and all kinds of weapons all over his body, and then bowed his head and said:
"Call me the Great Shaman, Shrimp."
"Daddy."
"The Great Shaman."
"Daddy."
ββ¦β¦ I repeat, great shaman. β
"Daddy!" Little Shrimp suddenly pounced and grabbed Wazak's arm and screamed.
Vazak scratched his head, feeling like he might have done something stupid.
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Gang Name: Insidious Black Gun Gang
Special Forces: Elite Special Operations Kid (Black Gun Kid, Assault Kid, Stab Kid)
Organizational model: The top leader is the Great Shaman of Wazak Fried Head, and the rest of the boys are in charge of their respective bosses, and the Technician Kid, Nervous Kid and Butcher belong directly to the Great Shaman.
Operational ideas: infiltration operations, sabotage operations, sniper warfare, sports warfare, in short, you can do it secretly
Warband Special Weapons:
The insidious big gun, the orc sniper rifle converted from the Lytling sniper rifle, is longer, bigger and more insidious.
Despicable daggers, daggers coated with magical poisons, finely crafted, orcs deserve it.
The stubby and short fire spray, the fire spray with a reduced length, is easy to carry, and the power is large enough.
Basic Regulations:
1. You can't call the big shaman boss.
2. All captains must be called bosses.
3. Listen to the boss who is one level higher than you.
4. Don't do it when you shouldn't.
5. No one can touch the big shaman's things, especially his pets.