Warhammer: Empire Reboot

That's fierce! That's powerful!

After Lawson's army was deployed, the situation began to reverse.

Ilancia rushed to a group of wounded Saim-Han and comforted them in Eldar. Several of the wounded recognized her.

"Ilancia?"

An older Eldar looked at the White Tiger Legion, which was slaughtering Chaos warriors in the distance, and then at Elancia.

"Reinforcements." That was all Yilancia said.

Inside the Hall of Spirit Bones, the patriarchs of the twelve clans were also watching the projection.

Lawson's army advanced into their homeland.

The White Tiger cuts through chaos, the Black Tortoise seals the passage, the Bear Guard crushes the undead, the Flying Bear crashes into the Dark Spirit Clan, and the Taotie reclaims the remains.

“Too brutal,” a chieftain whispered.

“That’s why the Chaos Fleet has been circling him ever since Vigilant Star,” another patriarch chimed in.

"This is also why Abaddon lost its flagship."

A middle-aged patriarch turned his head and looked at Eloris in the group of prophets.

"Eloris, is this the monkey you sent to assassinate? Do you want to kill the entire Ark?"

Several clan leaders also turned their gazes in that direction.

Eloris gripped her cane tightly: "Are you questioning the guidance of fate?"

“All I know is that you almost made us provoke a monster!” Horace said.

Eloris looked up.

"Open your short-sighted eyes! He can tear Slaanesh apart today, and he can crush the Ark tomorrow!"

"The trajectory of fate is unerring; it will surely become the greatest calamity for our race!"

But no one paid him any attention. As Eloris watched Lawson wreaking havoc on the screen, he sighed softly: This guy is up to no good!

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Chapter 221 Old Bean Sprout, are you teaching my boss how to do things?

Third parking loop, Broken Plaza.

Two Chaos Space Marines lunged at the same battle formation, one from the left and one from the right.

One was clad in old Black Legion armor, dragging a chainsaw axe whose teeth were still spinning. The other had a tattered Red Pirate flag hanging on his shoulder armor, and Eldar guards' blood dripping from his power claws.

The combat formation caught in the middle took the initiative to meet them.

As the Black Legion veteran's chainsaw axe swung down from the left, he raised his explosive pistol, bracing the axe handle with the gun barrel, and took a half-step forward with his right foot, pressing his body directly against the opponent's breastplate. The serrated blade grazed his shoulder armor, sending sparks flying.

The Red Pirate's power claws reached out from the right.

The combat sequence released the bomb gun, the gun barrel jammed the chainsaw axe, and a living metal short blade popped out from under the left arm armor, slashing into the Red Pirate's wrist joint with a backhand.

Before the Red Pirate could even roar, the combat formation had already grabbed his severed wrist guard and pulled him to the left.

The Black Legion veteran brought down his second axe.

It slashed into the Red Pirate's chest.

The chainsaw axe of one of their own men cleaved the red pirate in half.

The combat sequence crouched, sliding between two Chaos Warriors, his hand resting on the Black Legion veteran's kneeplate, the magnetically attracted heat-melting bullet set against it. He rolled to his feet, casually pulling the explosive pistol back from its axe handle.

boom!

With half his leg burned through, the veteran knelt on the ground.

As the combat formation turned, a high-explosive shell pierced his helmet visor.

The skull exploded.

From contact with the enemy to the kill, it took two and a half seconds.

The two Saim-Han guards beside him had only raised their star-dart guns halfway. The battle was already over.

One of them stood there, stunned.

Another whispered in Eldar, which roughly translated into human language as: "Is this really a human?"

His response was a loud bang from further away.

A sixth-tier bear guard is battling a heavy Gaussian ray from a high-ranking undead immortal.

The green beam pressed down on his giant shield, peeling away layer by layer. The living metal patches rolled up like molten mercury and were further shaved off by the Gaussian beam. The heavy shield, which could almost withstand the artillery fire of a light tank, was burned through more than half in three seconds.

The high-ranking undead immortal's eyes glowed with a cold green light.

It clearly felt that the giant creature blocking its way was about to lose its cover.

Xiong Wei's comrades raised heavy explosive rounds and fired in an attempt to suppress the necromancer array, but were forced to stop by the Gauss guns of several necromancer warriors.

The shield of the first bear guard was finally pierced, and a green ray grazed his shoulder armor, peeling off a large piece of the outer shell.

Saim-Han's Ghost Guard is about to be replaced.

The bear guard reached out to his side.

The air was slightly distorted.

He conjured a new shield out of thin air.

The old shield is still smoking, but the new shield is already in my hand.

The silvery-white static force field flashed and then disappeared.

The second ray from the high-ranking undead immortal struck the new shield.

Xiong Wei stepped forward, his body illuminated by the beam of light.

Gaussian rays burned deep grooves into the shield. The shield was smoking, and the bear guards advanced.

He rushed to the undead, swung the new shield, and smashed it down violently.

The undead's head armor dented, and its entire living metal body was slammed into the spirit bone ground, like a green iron nail hammered into a stone slab.

Another bear guard pressed forward, raising his power hammer high before slamming it down, severing the high-level immortal's spinal node. The green phase light had just illuminated when the system intercepted and cut in.

The resurrection protocol failed.

The living metal remains were left in place and were instantly collected by the Taotie Recycling Team.

The ghostly guards nearby watched this scene in silence.

The soul of the deceased sealed within it offered no comment. If souls could be bewildered, it was probably bewildered at that moment…

Did that giant human just conjure up a shield out of thin air?

Further away, three White Tiger warriors crashed into a group of Slaanesh demons.

The demons, their bodies slender and limbs like knives, had just emerged from the purple rift. Their target was clear: the Eldar Soulstone Recycling Team. Seven or eight Saim-Han warriors were escorting the wounded to safety and were about to be overtaken.

The White Tiger Squad did not give the demon a chance to get close.

Charge forward with shields raised.

The shield collided with the Slaanesh demon at the front. The heavy shield, weighing several hundred pounds, carried the momentum of the full-speed charge, and the demon was sent flying backward as if hit by a truck, half of its purple spiritual energy being shattered.

The second White Tiger emerged from behind the shield, its power sword slashing horizontally, severing both arms of another demon. While its arms were still tumbling in mid-air, the third White Tiger raised its heavy explosive musket and opened fire continuously at the center of the demon horde.

The bomb exploded inside the demon's body. Purple blood mist sprayed across the Spirit Bone Corridor.

A Slaanesh demon circled around to the side, its long claws stabbing at the White Tiger Warrior's neck armor, but the White Tiger Warrior didn't even turn his head.

His companion behind him kicked the demon in the chest, sending it flying in front of the shield wall.

The shield bearer raises and lowers his shield.

The demon was pinned to the ground.

The power sword pierced the skull.

The Suanni Purification Bomb then fell, and the golden fire burned the remaining demonic essence to ashes.

Three people, tearing apart a group of demons. Clean and efficient, without a single unnecessary movement.

The Saim-Han Soul Stone Recycling Team, which was being protected at the rear, hesitated for half a second before continuing their retreat.

A Spirit Clan girl, clutching a box of Soul Stones, turned back and saw the White Tiger Warrior raise his shield again and turn towards the next battlefield.

Fierce, efficient, and murderous.

This was the first impression that Lawson's battle line left on all the Eldar after entering Saim-Han.

Individually, they are inhumanly strong. When they team up, they are even more inhuman.

Chaos—Kill.

Necromancer—Kill.

Dark Eldar - Kill.

Slaanesh—Kill.

Apart from the Ark Eldar and the Soulstone Recycling Team marked as allies, everything standing on the battlefield was brought under their fire control chain.

The third parking ring was originally a three-way meat grinder.

After Lawson's army stormed in, the meat grinder changed hands.

The open dock area of ​​the third mooring ring on the outer layer of the Ark became the hunting ground for the Flying Bear Team.

Eight hundred Flying Bear heavy anti-gravity motorcycles rushed out in batches from the temporary delivery platform behind the net gate.

Measuring 15 meters long and weighing 60 tons, with three layers of shields and adamantite rams, this thing could hardly be called a motorcycle in the eyes of the Eldar.

Saim-Han's jet-powered motorcycles are light, fast, and elegant, like an extension of the rider's will.

The Flying Bear Motorcycle is a sixty-ton flying armored brick equipped with an anti-gravity engine, shield generator, heavy explosive bomb bay, short-range missile pod, hot melt cannon and ram.