I didn't expect that in the face of the existential crisis of the race, Evereni could still be so strong, and Victor was almost blown up in his lungs.

Obviously, the opportunity to become the Phoenix King is so close to him, and the solution he provides is so excellent, this dead girl has to fight against him, and even fight to lose both.

Coupled with what Everene had done to Comoros before, the new and old hatreds were put together, and the Supreme Overlord did not hesitate to give the order to attack.

"Kill them, get our loot, especially that dead girl, you must not let go!"

The Dark Spirit army received the order and immediately launched an attack on their compatriots in front of them.

They don't care about the survival of any race, Victor's words are absolute law for them.

What's more, making the people in front of them feel the pain is just the right thing to help them avoid the soul sucking of Slaanesh.

Countless deadly munitions erupted from the Dark Eldar's guns, raining down on the coalition's already crumbling psionic shields.

"Brave battles, while glorious, also mean a lot of danger, and I hope you think of other ways out for the coalition forces."

Evelene's mentor, Thousand Faces Vesacci, reminded from the sidelines.

As a leader, with the lives of thousands of soldiers and the hope of the entire race on his shoulders, he must not act rashly

Due to the long battle, they were already struggling to deal with the enemy in front of them, not to mention the servants of the dark gods were approaching, and if the situation was not handled properly, they were likely to be wiped out.

"Let the Phoenix Lords bring the goddess to Karasta City."

The Lady of Shadows took a deep breath and slowly gave her final solution.

Unexpectedly, the situation went round and round, and he still used the backup plan provided to him by the big boy.

"What? The city of Karasta? Are you crazy, how can this be"

Hearing this answer, Visage's pupils contracted.

Karasta is indeed a giant city located in the middle of a network, but its inhabitants have long since died in the fall of the Spirit Clan, and now it is a deserted and empty shell.

However, there is an even more legendary experience known to the Elves than that—the place where the Emperor studied artificial networks.

The Lord of Humanity wants to master this technology that can isolate subspace and safely conduct interstellar travel, and conducts secret experiments there, but the artificial network that he has worked so hard to build is shattered by Magnus's foolishness, and his dream of saving humanity is shattered.

In other words, that place is connected to the Golden Throne.

Evelene is going to hand Aisha into the hands of humans.

"Now that this is the case, is there any better way for you?" Everene asked rhetorically, "The gods don't agree with Victor, and Aisha can't be entrusted to him in any way. ”

"But the corpse on the Golden Throne is a ruthless tyrant who will do anything for the fate of mankind, and the alliance between you and Gilliman means nothing in front of him, and sending the goddess there is nothing to be done."

"It's a deal, Visage, a God-to-God deal, we saved Killiman for him, and now it's time for him to repay the deal. Moreover, all the prophets saw prophecies that spoke of the intertwined fate of our two races, and that without us, they too would perish. Evelene explained.

"They will fail you!" Visage couldn't change the Shadow Girl's decision, so she could only admonish solemnly.

"And I'll never regret not being able to bow down to evil." Everene replied.

So the coalition forces turned around while fighting the attacking enemy.

They are still struggling to reverse the sad fate inflicted on them by the Lord of Pleasure.

On the other side, reinforcements from the Empire are moving rapidly through the tunnels.

Stimulated by Fugan, Killeman felt a little irritated at this time.

The guy actually threatened him with a photo of him when he was captured by the Red Pirates, and demanded that he have his own image changed after the matter was over, and that he would not be able to remove his makeup for the whole day.

"Are you sure you're not kidding me?" Killeman frowned as he looked at his brother who had returned beside him.

"I think the two of us have lost too much family affection before, and now the opportunity is rare, and we must find a way to make up for it, not to mention that everything needs to be experienced, isn't it?" Fogen was eager to take the plunge.

Purple Phoenix sees this as a great way to get closer to each other.

"Everything has changed, Vogrim, and the environment is not comfortable enough to allow us to do such a thing." Killeman let out a long sigh and politely declined the other man's request.

This sudden intimacy only made him feel awkward.

However, Fogen put on a pitiful expression and just kept staring at Killiman.

Keep staring, staring, until the other person feels embarrassed.

"Who did you learn this thing from?" Killeman stroked his brow, only to feel some pain in his skull.

Then Fugen naturally pointed to Wei Mu on the side.

I knew it was this guy.

"What do you want me to do? Am I like that kind of stalker? Wei Mu immediately said righteously.

"Who said at every turn before that if he was wronged, he would go to the floor in front of the golden throne and roll around crying, asking the emperor to make decisions for himself." Fogen reminded.

"I'm not just talking." Wei Mu argued.

"It's not like you're just talking."

"That's nothing to do with me, dignified genetic protobody, if you learn it badly, you actually dump it on me as a mortal, won't your conscience hurt?"

"This really won't, isn't there a saying that those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black?"

"Then you won't learn something good, I have so many good qualities."

"Well, if you show more of this, I'll try to find out."

"You"

Wei Mu, who couldn't bear it, raised his middle finger at Fugen.

"Alright, you two won't sing duets in front of me anymore." Killeman waved his hand, directly piercing the intentions of the two.

Both of them were reminding him that Fogen had finally turned back to do something serious and needed encouragement from his brother.

Regardless, this hobby is much better than the kinky gameplay learned from Slaanesh.

He is actually fantasizing about what kind of image the other party will make for himself.

Whether it's a flowing and chic normal attire, or a funny clown.

Or, just give him an imperial cosplay, and then take advantage of the situation to charge him with a big disrespect?

Thinking of this, Killiman's face couldn't help but smile.

Fugen tilted his head curiously, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Killeman pushed the other man back: "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about how many good things we've been lost before we know it." ”

The Lord of the Ultramarines himself has prepared a round table for his father and all his brothers, and when the Great Expedition is over, everyone can sit together and talk about how to build the empire well.

But it will never work, and it will never work, and the Great Horus Rebellion has made it all come to naught.

Hearing this, Fugen gradually put away the expression of his hippie smile, and his eyes flashed with hatred: "Chaos has to pay for this. ”

"That's right, they must be punished as they deserve."

Killiman drew his weapon, and the Emperor's Sword instantly burst into flames.

The sound of demons roaring from the front came from the front, and they had already engaged the vanguard.

These hapless lifeless will suffer the wrath of both primordials at the same time.

(End of chapter)