Warhammer Seal

Chapter 469

A burst of light flashed, and the entire area was once again swept away from all darkness.

These soulless people seemed to be like ice cubes exposed to sunlight, they fell to the ground like melting, turned into dust and then scattered with the wind.

The Lost Soul still retained some fear and tactics, and moved towards the darkness and shadows at the fastest speed, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

They ran away, and it seemed that the light had a very powerful ability to kill them.

Regarding this characteristic, Tipperchery can still explain clearly.

If they are directly exposed to the light, these soulless and soulless people will be directly locked by Slaanesh, and then the soul will be completely sucked dry.

Where there are, give them more and make them superfluous.

Those who do not have it will take away what little is left of them.

These Dark Eldar who have lost most of their souls are already incomplete, and the little soul left in their bodies will be taken away. The Comoros are so cruel.

However, Wende also discovered some laws. Due to the influence of the separation event, the alternation of light and dark in this area has an accurate law.

Two hours of light are followed by half an hour of darkness.

In other words, after two hours of safety, it will definitely be dangerous for half an hour.

This is just the entrance to this area, and there might be countless soulless and soulless people inside who are eager to tear Wende into pieces.

From a purely tactical point of view, there is only one choice left for Wende: Run.

Where there is life, there is hope.

Now that I know the law of alternation of light and dark here and the source of the specific threat, I will definitely be able to deal with it better after I go back and prepare.

The plan is such a plan, but there is no way to implement it.

The Eldar spaceship driven by Wen De is already in a scrapped state, not to mention the engine, and [-]% of the outer frame has been knocked off.

It is basically impossible to fly back. If you want to walk back, a whole year is not a joke. There may be more dangers on the way.

Now we can only settle the separation incident completely, and Sasamundin will definitely send the rescue spacecraft after the crisis is resolved.

Other than that, Wende and Tipperchery didn't have any support or protection, and they were all on their own.

He hung three bottles of dragon's blood potion on Dipperchery's body.

She is a witch spirit, a typical high attack and low defense. If she is hit, her life may be in danger, and she cannot use psychic energy to heal injuries like the Ark Spirit Race.

As for Wende, he had to believe in the defensive capabilities of the MDK-June Hunter Power Armor.

The Dark Eldar are a race that is good at backstabbing, and Tzeentch is also an evil god that is good at backstabbing.

However, the Dark Eldar who had been blessed by Tzeentch with the seal of the gods did not know how to backstab, which is a positive negative. This also allowed Wende to completely expose his back to Dipperchery and take all the dragon's blood. Give her the medicine.

The task is very simple, find the initial point where the separation occurred, and then eliminate the demons that maintain the separation, and then the webway of Comoros can complete self-repair, once again isolating the subspace and the city.

Along the way, chaos and dilapidation are orderly.

Wende held a gun and looked at all the eaves and overhead, as well as the dark alley in the distance.

Tipperchery, with his daggers in hand, watched every hollow and drain beneath his feet.

The two parties take care of each other's blind spots, and they only need to keep walking in the light to ensure safety.

Of course, there were surviving low-level Dark Eldar civilians in the nearby houses, but when they saw Wende and Tipperchery heading to this place, they still chose to close the doors and windows tightly.

In the dictionary of the Dark Eldar, there is no such word as trust.

There is still a little trust in humans, but no trust in fellow Dark Eldar.

"Help!"

A standard Eldar language came from the black alley on the right.

Wende immediately raised his gun and looked towards that place, a group of running figures.

With the flashlight on the side of the rifle turned on, the situation in the alley was fully exposed.

A girl from the Dark Eldar race was running desperately, tightly holding a bag full of all kinds of expired food in her arms.

Behind her, a group of soulless people were chasing quickly, thirsty for blood and souls, they were only a few steps away from completely grabbing the Dark Eldar girl.

She was running towards Wende, undoubtedly blocking all of Wende's gun lines.

"Shoot and kill them all! If you let them run over, they will spread out and surround us!"

Of course, Tipperchery, who has rich combat experience, knows what the best combat plan is at present.

Anyway, Wende's rifle has a strong penetrating ability, and it can kill everything in the alley with an easy shot.

However, Wende had another choice. He changed the rifle to a semi-automatic firing mode, then squatted on the ground and fired one shot at a time.

The long-term melee competition made everyone ignore Wende's deadliest trump card, which is the extremely accurate hit rate of long-range weapons.

Whether he was fighting rats or vampires 5000 million years ago, or fighting demons, his bullets were never empty.

One bullet after another flew past the Dark Eldar girl, and the soulless and soulless chasing behind her were slowly falling down.

Finally, the dark Eldar girl ran to the place full of light again, and the soulless and lost souls behind her couldn't continue to chase.

In an instant, Dipperchery hung the daggers around the girl's neck. For such a race, backstabbing is very common.

The food the girl had worked so hard to find belonged to Wend and Tipperchery.

All you need to do is slowly stab the dagger into the flesh, and there will be an extra corpse here that no one cares about.

However, Wende's big hands covered Dipperchery's double daggers, making her put the weapons back.

Then he squatted down, put the food that fell on the ground back into his pocket, and placed it in the girl's arms.

"Tipperchery, we should go."

"Humans, tsk, strange."

Since it was Wende's request, forget it, pack up the daggers, and then continue on the road.

In the values ​​​​of the Dark Eldar, the weak should be taken by the strong, and the strong have no reason to protect the weak, but this conflicts with Wende's philosophy.

In his values, as long as there is no clear hostility, it is an ally worth winning and protecting.

This is also the philosophy and values ​​that supported the Human Federation to rule the entire galaxy in the golden age, and it is also the most precious thing in him.

In this icy and deep universe, it is almost impossible to rely on one race alone to save the common people.

If it is not necessary, then one cannot kill intelligent life that is not hostile. Peace and development are the only way to develop and progress in the universe. At least the Beihe Federation established by him is doing this, and it has also achieved it.

I don't know if there is no such word as thank you in the language of the Dark Eldar, so the girl can only stare blankly at the backs of Wende and Dipperchery.

Finally, she opened her mouth and shouted to Wende.

"I can take you there"

(End of this chapter)