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Chapter 282 89, Comoros’s resistance

The imperial army under Dukel was unstoppable, and Comoros' defense points were eliminated one after another.

This sudden war made all the criminals and pleasure seekers in Comoros panic.

The slave ships and troop ships belonging to Comoros were still looting in the material universe, and only some defense teams with weak combat capabilities remained in the city.

Such an army has very limited combat capabilities and is simply unable to compete with the imperial army. Failure is doomed to fail.

The imperial people who had been plundered and subjected to atrocities by them, these angry imperial soldiers would inevitably crush their flesh and bones inch by inch in order to avenge the blood feud accumulated in the long past.

Blood debts must be repaid with blood.

There is no peace in the city-state of Comoros. The roar of war, the riots of criminals, the roar of the defense forces, these complex sounds permeate every brick and tile of the city.

Perhaps only the forbidden temple where Victor, the overlord of this sinful city, is located is the only pure land in the city of Comoros that has not been ignited by the flames of war.

The King of the Blood Orcs, the Lord of Blades, the Leader of the Conspiracy, the Bloody Bride. At this moment, all the leaders of the evil organizations in Comoros gathered in this forbidden temple.

In the temples of the Dark Eldar, they worship the strange-looking, twisted Dark Muse.

The Dark Eldar worship the Dark Muses, idols that represent the ancient Eldar race, and their worship is similar to the Empire's worship of saints.

These ancient Eldar were actually deified very early on, but at first they only occupied an inconspicuous place in the Pantheon.

It was not until the rise of the Cult of Liberation that the Eldar's belief in the Dark Muse became popular.

It was not until the birth of Slaanesh and the extinction of most of the Eldar gods that the faith of the Dark Muse became mainstream.

Comoros, which is dominated by the Dark Eldar, also focuses on the belief in the Dark Muse.

This is not only a temple, but also the core of Comoros.

Because of the threat of the Imperial Legion, all dark leaders were forced to gather here.

The gate of the Dark Temple opened outward, and the dark entrance seemed to lead to some ominous place.

Standing in the dark temple, peeking at the dark Eldar warriors outside the temple, those confused eyes seemed to be longing for painful souls.

Victor set his sights on a living female statue whose skin had been peeled off, whose hands and feet were pierced with sharp thorns and held in a fixed posture, and who held a long thorn whip in her hand.

This is an elf, her flesh and blood are exposed to the air, but she is still alive. Her tongue has been cut off, her throat cannot make any sound, and her palms pierced by a thorn whip are constantly dripping with blood.

No one present regarded her as a living being, but just as a living statue.

Such a statue has a strong bloody and cruel style belonging to the Dark Eldar.

Comoros stroked the thigh of the statue, his fingertips sliding across the bloody muscle texture and tendons, causing the statue to tremble.

"The enemy this time is too powerful, and Commorragh's defense system can't hold out for long." He said, "Those Space Marines, armored apes regarded as holy warriors by the human empire, will penetrate the city walls and bring us the war. We have to admit that those lowly armored apes fight well - even in the arena."

"In the past, no matter which sect they were sold to, they could always be sold at a high price. Although they lacked acumen, the threat they posed was as deadly as a club swung at the head. This time, many such armored apes arrived. They blocked all the passages in Comoros, and I saw their densely packed ranks."

"And those damned Eldar clowns. The followers of the Laughing God got a sign from somewhere. They are willing to become the puppies of the human empire and are now breaking through Commorragh's defenses."

Victor's voice echoed in this forbidden church.

Although his tone sounded calm, the strength of his fingers was no longer gentle, and with a "pop", he pierced the calf of the living statue.

He pulled his fingers out and wiped the blood from his fingertips gracefully with a soft satin handkerchief.

He opened a holographic image, and things happening in the outside world began to form floating lights and phantoms inside the church.

On the strange creations that were a combination of dark crystal towers and various tall buildings, countless shield generators were emitting flashes of light that flickered, indicating that the energy shield protecting Comoros was continuously under attack.

Countless ports have been torn apart by human artillery fire. A large amount of debris the size of a house, attracted by Comoros' own gravity, continuously smashes into the ground, causing explosions.

Victor tried his best to maintain his composure and not lose the dignity of the overlord of the Dark City, but his hard work was shattered by the attacks of humans.

As the Lord of Comoros, Victor's ability is unquestionable.

He witnessed the great fall of the Eldar and was one of the first Eldar to flee to Comoros.

He originally thought that this city hidden deep in the dimension was an excellent refuge in the galaxy, and he could rest assured even if the end of the galaxy came.

But at this time, flames and screams still enveloped the city, and destruction once again befell him.

"Judging from the current situation, it's only a matter of time before Comoros' defense is broken." A dark leader said, pointing at the holographic projection.

"We will fight to the end," Victor replied. "If the apes think that breaking the defenses of Comoros will conquer our wildness, they are wrong. The destruction of the defense system is only the beginning. The apes will shed their last drop of blood in the complex streets and buildings of Comoros."

"In this battle, we must make the invaders remember it forever, so that they will never dare to invade Comoros, this city that belongs to us again. And those Eldar clowns, the followers of the despicable God of Laughter, must be taught that no matter whose dogs they become, they are just clowns."

The dark leaders of the Dark City listened to Victor's words, and no one refuted them. But only they themselves knew what they really thought.

Compared to the human empire that now rules the galaxy and extends its battle lines into the Eye of Terror, Comoros is indeed insignificant to some extent.

Even though Comoros is a huge city-state beyond the imagination of mortals.

But the empire that now controls millions of life-bearing stars is not on the same level as them.

Victor seemed to have seen through the little thoughts of these dark leaders. A barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking these cowardly guys.

"We can't passively defend either. The slavers and the giant fleet in the material universe have received my orders. They will frantically attack the world of the human empire, seeking only to kill and destroy, slaughtering our fellow apes and forcing them to abandon their plans to attack Comoros."

The war meeting in Comoros went quickly, and no one dared to challenge Victor's authority. In this dark city, this overlord possessed supreme power.

The defense system of Comoros was doomed to be unable to stop the attack of humans, and the Dark Eldar could only place their main defense force in the city, hoping to rely on the deep streets and complex buildings to make the Imperial Army engage in a long street battle with them.

Their fleet in the galaxy will be like a poisonous sting, causing the human empire to be unable to sleep or eat, until it gives up the invasion of Comoros.

The Haemonculi released countless monsters hidden in the bottom of Commorragh. These huge and horrible armies are the nightmare of every living being, even the Dark Eldar are terrified by these twisted creations.

The Haemonculi specialize in the art of horror, are obsessed with killing, and love to watch the miserable scenes of their victims under the pain they inflict. They regard this torture as an art that they pursue throughout their lives.

Many Dark Eldar who are still unaware of the situation still think that this is an invasion launched by lower creatures and is not worth mentioning at all.

They were still enjoying themselves, thinking that Comoros would easily defeat the human invasion and would gain more humans in this battle.

Those Space Marines who attempt to offend Commorros will become their captives and become rare toys in their arena.

Twisted flesh and blood creatures, as well as various engines of pain covered with sharp knives, were pushed out and arranged on the streets, waiting to reap the lives of human warriors.

Above the dome, the human fleet pressed forward step by step, destroying the Dark Eldar's firepower nodes.

Thunderhawk gunboats and Stormbirds kept flying over the sky of Comoros, leaving behind a series of brilliant trails.

Imperial pilots operated drones to fight against the Dark Eldar fighters.

The Void Raven fighter, the most heavily equipped of the Dark Eldar, was once considered the nightmare of the Imperial air combat.

Not only are these fighters equipped with terrible firepower, but the Dark Eldar also have the racial advantage of being more agile than humans.

Even the reaction nerves of the Space Marines are difficult to match those of the Dark Eldar. In the lightning-fast battlefield, even if the reaction nerves are 0.0001 seconds faster, it will become a huge advantage.

The fighter planes piloted by the Dark Eldar will use their own advantages to easily cut through human air forces.

But with the upgrade of the Mechanicus's aerial fighters, when facing flexible opponents, the Imperial fighters are equipped with more drones to assist.

Under this kind of combat method, the human air force had a clear advantage. Even the excitement-seeking Dark Eldar would reveal expressions of despair after seeing the Imperial Air Force drop a blanket of drones to block all their routes.

In the battle in the air, the balance of victory continued to tilt towards the imperial forces.

The Dark Eldar's aircraft were struggling to hold on. They had never experienced such a rogue style of fighting, using absolute numbers to block their routes and then annihilate them one by one.

The huge and magnificent webway node city of Comoros is now engulfed in flames, with its defensive firepower points and air supremacy destroyed.

The space warehouses fell down densely like raindrops.

The ground of Comoro city was smashed into pieces, and the roars of human warriors followed.

Doom led five companies of Doom Slayers and was the first to set foot on the land of Comoros.

Five thousand Doom Slayers smashed into the Dark Eldar's defenses like a heavy punch.

The landing of the drop capsule raised a lot of dust, and the hatch opened the moment of landing.

Doom stepped out of the red-lit cabin, holding a huge double-barreled shotgun in his hands and a sword with a flaming blade on his back.

He raised his clenched right hand, and the chainsaw sword popped out from the groove of the armor, making a buzzing sound. A deafening war cry vented from his mouth.

"For the Empire, for the Warmaster!"

A Dark Eldar warrior rushed towards him, too fast for mortal eyes to catch, brandishing a blood-stained, soul-cursed longsword in his hand, trying to pierce the Space Marine in red and green armour that appeared before him.

But Doom was faster than his enemy. He took the initiative to run towards the Eldar warrior. At the moment when the two passed each other, the chainsaw sword connected to the arm armor pierced through the opponent's body.

The chainsaw sword was dripping with blood and trembling with excitement. If one listened carefully, it seemed that there was a faint howling of the devil coming from inside the chainsaw sword.

The armor of the Dark Eldar was like paper and could withstand no blows.

The whole process was like a short dance. The dark elf warrior didn't even expect that he would die so easily.

After executing an enemy, Doom turned around and aimed the double-barreled muzzle of a shotgun, which was larger than the Eldar's skull, at a group of Dark Eldar who were trying to sneak attack him.

"boom!--"

Red flames gushed out from the muzzle, mixed with countless shrapnel. In the fan-shaped area of ​​nearly a hundred meters in front, everything was covered by gunfire.

A storm of fire and metal instantly enveloped the Dark Eldar who attempted a sneak attack.

Their flesh was torn by shrapnel, their blood was smoking in the flames, and their bodies gave off a burnt smell in the high temperature.

In just a moment, a squad of Dark Eldar was eliminated.

Broken Eldar corpses, smelling like roasted meat, lay scattered across the flame-lit road.

"If the Blood Angels were here, maybe they could have cooked food?" Doom suddenly thought of this out of nowhere.

With loud noises, more airdrop pods from the Second Legion fell behind Doom.

Tall and proud warriors stepped out of the drop pods and stood behind Doom.

In their eyes, those agile and leaping Dark Eldar were like a group of jumping clowns.

A Doom Slayer ran, his body over three meters tall, wearing heavy Second Legion Terminator armor. The heavy armor made his weight close to five tons, and he ran like a speeding tank.

The Doom Slayer directly knocked down a Dark Eldar house. In the smoke-filled ruins of the house, he grabbed a Dark Eldar and smashed him to pieces with one punch.

The heavy punch hit the flesh, half of the chest deflated, and the bursting blood even splashed ten meters away.

The thin, easy-to-move armor that the Dark Eldar were so proud of was unable to protect them at all.

The Comorian guards who gathered here were shocked by this brief raid.

The opponent's attack was brutal and effective, with a violent beauty of primitive destruction, and they stopped and hesitated.

But under the pressure of their leader, they had no choice but to charge towards the Slayer.

(End of this chapter)