Even though there are many demons, one bomb can kill them.

———————— Commissar of the Gunter

Arrogance, tyranny, is synonymous with consuls, those who control the conspiracy can be said to be single-handed, in the Comoros, his homeland, since infancy this warrior is like a jewel in coal, destined to be superior.

He stood here, with the large raven bombers behind him, and the bombs that took the three Chimeras to subspace were also treasures removed from them.

Unlike the junk armor of the Cabal fighters, the Archon's pitch-black ghost plate armor is not only light and strong, but also carries a personal-level flashing shield that makes the Archon look like a ghost when entering combat mode.

He's a nightmare from Comoros, deadlier than all the spirits the Imperial Guard had ever encountered before, a simple poison crystal pistol paired with the Husk Blade, a powered weapon.

This is perhaps the most fearsome weapon ever wielded by the Dark Spirit Archons, absorbing all moisture from anything they come into contact with.

If used on a creature, the opponent will quickly become a pile of dry dust, and even the most powerful enemies will be knocked down by this weapon.

Almost ignoring the situation on the other side, even metal can be cut with a destructive standpoint, and there are almost no shortcomings in the shell opener.

And he was jumping, flickering forward, flickering and dark, extremely fast, accompanied by mist, and the blade was sharp, like a nightmare.

This doesn't mean that Skadi's two most accurate warriors can't shoot him, but most weapons in the human sense don't have much effect on him, and the shadow is pervasive, which is better than the performance of his personal Void Shield, and the flickering stance seriously affects the accuracy of the shot.

And his companions are not ordinary people, although the Xueling people are scientists, they often go to capture the test subjects themselves, and even lock up the test subjects without anesthesia for pleasure.

Don't underestimate the survival instinct of any living being, in that case, if you can complete a vicious operation one by one, the combat effectiveness of the Blood Ling people will not be low.

The tall biochemical beauty has six arms, and her weapons include a sharp witchcraft rifle that fires a plague of glass viruses that can transform targets into black crystalline statues.

There is a liquefaction gun as fierce as a flame, and its name is a treasure that can liquefy enemies and even yourself.

Not to mention the infamous bone stitcher, a special potion that penetrates the human body, allowing her to control the growth of creature bones in the air, and even make enemies pierce the back of their own heads.

There is also the Stinger, which is used by the Blood Servants, and although it looks like a more rounded and smaller version of the Poison Crystal Pistol, the Stinger is a pinprick weapon.

A type of bacteria injected into the opponent through a needle will multiply rapidly after fusing with the opponent's blood, and eventually the victim will explode and die.

If someone gets too close to the explosion at the time of the explosion, it will cause cross-infection and cause the surrounding people to die one after another.

And the two shimmering Scissorhands in her hands, dangerous melee weapons used by the Blood Servants, a glove filled with a single-molecule blade with a tube extending from her arm, slowly quenching a poison onto the blade.

Even if the victim's skin is cut by this weapon, it can cause unbearable pain, leaving the victim unconscious, shocking and even death.

Behind it is the Haemonculus Tools, which resembles the third hand of the Mechachant, which is actually a rough summary of all Blood Wizards' surgical equipment and can be used as a melee weapon in combat.

She can make you die six times, and each time it's different, and it's just the same for artists who are really dead.

In comparison, the Imperial Guard's equipment was probably only as powerful as the salamander, but when the flickering archon approached the fire and used his terrifying blade of depletion to cut off parts of the car's hull, the entire salamander was reduced to a hollowed-out thing.

"Take this, boy, it'll keep you alive, strap around your neck!"

"Then climb out, quick!" Alan Beyer leapt out of the observation hole, and before the strong dry stance came, the Lighterin Kid climbed out, and then the remaining lines in the car were dried and twisted with great speed...

"Boss, what are these two?!" The Lettling Kid felt that he had opened his eyes at this moment, at least in the light of the Emperor, he had never seen such a perverted alien.

Alan Bair simply raised the Relic Gun in Molten Mode to shoot at the Archon who was moving forward very quickly, but the Archon actually crossed over with a non-human-intelligible movement like a ballet, as if the Molten Beam was just some kind of toy.

"Monster! Is that the goddamn Eldar helmet? Alan Baier had to complain, but the hoarse and shrill voice on the other side answered.

"Meng Qi, it's not a mirror helmet, it's just a technique that I have honed a lot, and a barbarian like you is just right as my revenant under the sword." He didn't think of Alan Baier as an enemy, he should be a hunting toy to be exact, although he was much more powerful than a normal cabal warrior, but only powerful!

At this moment, Miss Blood Lingren raised her weapon, she was a little hesitant to shoot at the ugly and unpleasant little man in front of her, as a spirit race, she was not in the mood for the untouchable, but an imperial subhuman slave was quite interesting, and when his soul dissipated, that short plush body could become one of her special materials.

Shattered crystal rifle, she was quickly sure that she could make a hit, and then lose her combat effectiveness, and then cut his completely complete body, which made this blood Ling person slightly excited, this thing was very comfortable.

Spray, a special crystal that is heated and accelerated by the electromagnetic circle is sprayed out, although the description is not very accurate, but the crystal shattering rifle is probably the "explosive bullet" of the dark spirits, but its lethality is not the strong explosion of the explosive bomb, but the poison that is so violent that the space marines can't endure and the armor-piercing ability sprayed by the larger crystal warhead can penetrate the pottery steel.

There was no doubt that the Lettling Kid would die, but he shot at the Blood Lingren, and although the Burst Beam was terrifying, the Blood Lingren was a dark spirit, and it was nothing for her to dodge the shot.

But in the next moment, the light of the carbine actually penetrated the poison crystal and shattered it, and the solid beam with a part of the crystal hit one of her right arms when the surprised Blood Ling hesitated.

And the madman did not hesitate to cut off the blood supply to his arm, and then cut off his own arm, and the slender and beautiful fingers were like a ham falling to the ground, and the madman licked his lips.

"You're more interesting than I thought you would."

And the Wright Kid also played the flamboyant lust that his ancestors began. "Of course, but I don't have the idea of having sex with an alien, miss, or I'll show you my 20cm..."

And the Blood Ling Man answered his shot at him, and the Leterin Kid activated the device on his neck again...

Because it is not the owner, it is recognized as a secondary use, this device has lost many abilities, leaving only aiming and shooting, and this Elan Bair's personal necklace has indeed reached an incredible shooting accuracy at this moment with the bonus of the Leterin talent, so that the Blood Ling and the Lettling Kid can't take each other down.

But in contrast, Alan Baier, who had abandoned his shooting equipment, could only fight with this archon with bayonets, God knows how many years the other side lived, and Alan Baier had to pay attention to the dry positions on those blades.

It was the first time he had gone toe-to-toe with such a deadly enemy, and the reality that he had been escaping was in front of him without accurate shooting aids, and in terms of swordsmanship, he could not say that he was very good, and basically could only rely on brute force and the combat performance of the power sickle.

In front of a true consul-level strongman, Alan Bair could only retreat, and he struggled with fear of that damn dry position.

The Inquisitor had some fun playing with Alan Baier, even if Ailan Baier could barely compare with the elite of the Spirit Race in terms of physique, but its speed still couldn't catch up, and even if the speed was comparable, the technology was not as powerful as the crazy people who fought in the galaxy and had fun in the dueling arena.

"Monchi is Monchi, empty and powerful! Die! "The blade, the long pick, the technique, the speed, instantly broke through the power scythe held by Alan Baier, and the relics of the Dark Ages flew upwards and then landed, kicking up dust from the Destruction Stand.

Alan Baier took off his weapon at the moment, but sometimes the fight is not skill, but courage, and when this guy didn't expect it at all, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked over.

There was no technology, not even logic, and there was no so-called thinking, just the survival instinct left over from the battle on him roared to make him do so, and after a while, the military shoes actually kicked the enemy, you must know that this is the consul of the Spirit Race, not a mortal!

Insulted and angry, he took out his poison crystal pistol and shot it after stabilizing his body to limit Alan Bair's escape, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the cabal boss has done it as a killer and a hunter.

If it weren't for his desire to look like this human, he would have shot directly through Alan Bair's body.

But Alan Baier was not afraid, and at the beginning, he could already hear the faint sound of the radio in his ears, but now it was even brighter.

"Ensign, three-point direction, shoot!"

The humming engines roared, the giant knight Teta leaped through the pit of the Chimera or the Salamander tank, the fierce fire of the storm bomb interlaced with the glow of the hot weapon, and the heavy war engine instantly overwhelmed the two invincible strongmen.

And in an instant, the archon chose to retreat, his handsome eyes looked at the humans he had not killed through the shadow armor, and cursed the mortals who drove the knight titan in his heart, according to his wisdom, he quickly distinguished the name of the human family to which the titan once belonged through the intricate insignia and patterns on it, and then served those dead people with the most elegant dark spirit compulsory poison curse.

Coming and going suddenly, they had no choice but to abandon their Void Raven Bomber when the Spirit Clan was completely wiped out, and the pitch-black giant metal engine like a bird carried many secrets inside.

But after a moment's consideration, they chose to believe that humans were stupid things, that they couldn't decipher the language of the Eltitudes, and that they couldn't really use those things.

This is why they ran simply, in this operation, they plundered a lot of supplies from the Imperial Guard, the city was empty, hundreds of thousands of slaves, and countless resources, even if the Imperial Guard blew up here, they had no loss.

With the flickering engines and mist roaring at full force, and the sorcery masks of the Blood Spirits, the terrifying high-tech makes it impossible to tell whether it's psionic or technological, or if essentially, they're all on the same path.

Alan Bair sat on the ground, gasping for breath, superhuman strength could not fight against the truly powerful guys, how weak he seemed without the cover of the Imperial Guard Katachan soldiers and the help of his most powerful shooting aids.

The reason is also very simple, he is not a nobleman, he has not experienced swordsmanship training from childhood to adulthood, and he has not participated in the training of the Loyal Heir Academy like the political commissar, let alone was born on the Dead Planet...

But despite his fear, he did not regret it, and when the Leterin Kid returned his necklace and wisely said that he would keep it a secret, Alan Bair knew that he had won the bet.

Until the second lieutenant's babbling shouts came on the radio. "Boss, boss, what is this, this alien fighter, so handsome!"

Alan Baier looked at the large raven fighter, equipped with a flickering stance and various cutting-edge technologies that only existed in the dark ages of human civilization, but this thing could not be transformed like a titanium thing, let alone hide from people's eyes.

"We can't drive this, alien thing." He walked over and smashed the cockpit of the fuselage with his weapon, a very "modern" design, but it looked like a large, Gothami-style gothic fighter that Batman would use.

With the help of translation equipment, the Dark Ages of mankind also had diplomatic relations with the heyday of the Spirit Race, and the human race even has a complete language library of the Spirit Race, which may be even more complete than those descendants of the Spirit Race today.

Alan Baier played with this alien treasure with great interest, although its fate was only to be destroyed, the Imperial Guard could not take it away, and flying a plane was obviously not something that the Skadian could control, even the professional pilots of the Empire could not stand this thing custom-made for the alien.

But soon, Alan Baier saw something wrong on it.

"What is this?" He mobilized the device and turned it on, which was the military, professional-grade, personal information exclusive to the cabal driver.

It's all the language of the Spirit Clan, and they don't have encryption, so this arrogance and slackness are very much in line with Alan Baier's stereotype of those long ears, but when he sees the content inside, he can't help but sweat on his forehead.

The second lieutenant asked at the moment. "Boss, what do you see?"

Alan Baier scolded. "This is the blueprint and weakness indicator of the Titanium Void Battleship, the core weakness of the Human Steel Gate, and the deployment of the related Spirit Clan's troops... That's 300 Spirit Pirate Warships! This group of dark spirits wants to eat two fish and two fish! ”

(End of chapter)