I am a green-skinned master

In fact, she knew in her heart that in this battle, the Eldar only paid the price of a dozen warships to destroy more than 500 Tyranid biological ships. However, for the collective consciousness, this loss was a drop in the bucket, but for the Eldar, this might be the foundation of their losses.

The Eldar warriors on Cambridge also showed relaxed expressions.

At this time, the soldier operating the radar system reported loudly: "Master Si Zhan! We have found something unusual. More...more Tyranids are surrounding us."

"Upload it to the interstellar sandbox immediately!" Iriel's face changed drastically and he gave the order immediately.

Soon, large groups of Tyranid fleets, represented by red, surrounded the asteroid belt from the four directions of east, west, south and north like shadows. Judging from the area of ​​the shadows, the size of the Tyranid fleet in each direction was greater than five thousand!

A 20,000-man Zerg fleet was sent to destroy less than 500 Eldar warships. The collective consciousness, following the orders of the Great Devourer, attached great importance to the Eldar.

Faced with such a critical situation, the usually calm Eldar warriors showed signs of panic, and the fleet didn't know what formation to form to deal with it.

Everyone looked at Yrel, hoping that this backbone could come up with a solution. This Eldar fleet was mainly composed of refugees from the Malantai Ark, and Yrel was originally a senior official of the Malantai Ark.

The operation into the Octareus system was advertised as following the prophet Osuvis to find her mission prophecy. In fact, it was essentially a spontaneous gathering of refugees from the Malantai Ark to take revenge on the Tyranids, for their own Ark and their loved ones.

Osuvis and his group also knew this, so they did not interfere with any command and only provided prophetic assistance. At this critical moment, it should be up to the refugees of the Malantai Ark to decide what to do.

Yrel was silent for a while, during which no Eldar interrupted, they all quietly waited for orders. Yrel scanned the sand table with his eyes, looked at the Tyranid warships surrounding from every direction, and then looked at every Eldar in Cambridge again.

Finally, she said: "What is the nature of weapons? Is it for war? Or for killing? We... have made mistakes in the past. We treated those precious weapons that could no longer be produced as works of art or witnesses of history and protected them with the utmost care."

"We arrogantly thought that we could defend our homeland and the Ark with our own strength. In fact, we were wrong. The malice in the galaxy was greater than we imagined, and the enemy was stronger than we thought."

Yrel's voice rose. "It would be a waste to let a powerful relic sit on a museum shelf. Powerful weapons should be used to kill our enemies and defend our people."

"Put the tears of the ancient saints into the heart of the flame of vengeance. Although this process is irreversible, someone has to stand up and sacrifice, and someone has to use weapons to kill the approaching enemies."

"We are grateful to our ancestors for their glorious history and for leaving us such precious treasures. We hope their legacy can protect our people through the most dangerous times."

Osuvis didn't understand what Yrel meant, but her inspiration told her that Yrel was going to die. After hearing the tears of the ancient saint, Pakpan's eyes widened. He understood what that thing meant and how precious it was.

And Yrel smiled like a martyr and said to Osuvis: "I hope our little prophet can really find the prophecy of his mission. I hope there is still hope for the future of our people."

The thing called Tears of the Ancient Saints is a piece of azure crystal. Its pure and flawless color seems like seeing the clean ocean and the endless sky.

When Irel touched the tears of the ancient saints, the cool feeling of the tentacles dispelled all the complicated emotions in her heart and calmed down. She seemed to be in a calm and peaceful space, where there was no pain, worry, trouble, nor war and blood. It was a paradise.

The original name of the Ancients' Tears was not like this. It was just because every time someone touched it, they could feel the idyllic time in the galaxy and the subspace when the Ancients still existed, so it was renamed the Ancients' Tears to express too many people's nostalgia for that era.

Holding the Tears of the Ancients, Yrel walked to the core area of ​​the Flame of Vengeance. The core area of ​​the Flame of Vengeance is also called the Heart of the Flame of Vengeance. This is the energy area of ​​the battleship and also... the most powerful weapon area of ​​the battleship.

In front of Irel was a huge round sphere with white light shining on its surface.

"No matter how many times I see it, I'm still shocked. When I think that the Flame of Vengeance is just the most inconspicuous spaceship in the War of Heaven, the cruelty of the War of Heaven is really chilling." Iriel said to himself.

Chapter 238: Merging with the Battleship

She held the Ancient Saint's Tears in one hand and touched the surface of the sphere with the other. With a little force, her hand penetrated into it.

Inside the Huaguang, the intense heat seemed to have set the space on fire. In front of Irel was a huge fireball, a miniature sun.

The high temperature of millions of degrees had no effect on Yrel's flesh and blood body. She didn't even sweat a drop. The tears of the ancient saints melted and penetrated into her body, turning Yrel from an ordinary elf into an extraordinary one.

Faced with the dazzling light of the miniature sun, Yrel's eyes opened wider and brighter. She continued to walk towards the miniature sun, but... it seemed that the protection provided by the Tears of the Ancients had its limits.

As she approached, her body began to burn, and the flames spread from her hands to her chest, and then to her entire body, turning Yrel into a fireman.

The fire man continued to move forward until he walked into the small sun.

The cluster consciousness was very happy. After planning for so long, He finally captured this Eldar fleet. This fleet had recently been harassing the Zerg in the northern region of the Octaria star field. Although the damage they caused was limited, they still interfered with the deployment of the Great Devourer.

After annihilating them this time, the entire northern star field should be much quieter. According to calculations, the possibility of these Eldar ships escaping is infinitely close to zero.

The Eldar don't have the unreasonable waaagh energy like the Greenskins, so accidents shouldn't be possible.

Warning, warning! High-energy reaction detected! Suddenly, the high-energy detection organs all sent out an alarm to the collective consciousness.

In an instant, the collective consciousness mobilized all of its reconnaissance organs and observed the Eldar fleet from all details so that it could respond early if there were any changes.

The collective consciousness saw a white shadow appear in the Eldar warship. Extraordinary high energy was emanating from this shadow. From the appearance, it seemed to be a huge Eldar.

Yrel could feel herself burning, but she did not find the burning painful. On the contrary, the burning gave her powerful strength, allowing a mortal like her to rise to a level that did not belong to her.

Being able to overlook the entire Eldar fleet from the air, she seemed to have become Him, like a god.

Behind the Eldar fleet, the five thousand Tyranid bio-ships are the fastest and most powerful. If they are allowed to move forward, they will threaten the safety of the Eldar fleet.

Iriel, who was like a giant of white light, stretched out his hand and pointed his palm at these Tyranid bio-ships, and gently stroked them in the universe.

In an instant the Tyranid biological fleet began to burn, as if fire from heaven had fallen on the Tyranid biological fleet.

With just a flick of the finger, an entire fleet of Tyranid creatures was reduced to ashes.

If panic has a plus sign, then the swarm consciousness must have a plus sign squared. He didn't understand where this attack came from? The flames seemed to have occurred suddenly. Such a change made him feel uneasy. He immediately ordered all the Zerg fleets to disperse.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast the collective consciousness reacts, can it be faster than the speed of Irel waving his hand?

After possessing powerful strength, Yrel became excited. He could not resist the urge to use it. He pointed his palms in the three directions in front of him and slashed at the fleet of fifteen thousand Tyranid creatures.

After seeing the movements of the white energy body, the cluster consciousness wanted to experience the changes more carefully in order to figure out the reasons, so it focused its attention on a hive mothership.

At first, there was no change in the surroundings, no change in energy, temperature, or space. It was eerily quiet.

Then a feeling of pain spread from the inside of the hive mothership's body to the outside. It was not attacked and its organs were intact. How could it feel pain?

This pain spreads quickly and spreads from one organ to another, as if it is spreading along the blood vessels.

The breath of death enveloped the entire Hive Mothership. Before the Hive Mothership lost consciousness and died completely, the Great Devourer saw a long ice spike piercing out from the body of the Hive Mothership.

Those were ice spikes formed by solidified blood, and all the liquid in the body of the entire hive mothership was frozen.

The same effect appeared in the entire Zerg fleet, causing it to suffer heavy losses. Large numbers of biological ships died every minute and every second, and the cause of death was exactly the same as that of the Zerg motherships, as if a god of ice had cast a spell on the entire fleet.

What is this... Because of the early observation preparation, the cluster consciousness did not fall into mental stagnation due to the sudden loss of a large number of units. It saw the destruction of its own fleet through the few surviving Tyranid bio-ships.

He still couldn't understand how this was done. Was it psychic power? Or was it the warp magic that he had never seen before? Ice on one side and fire on the other side, could this happen on a large scale in the normal universe? !

Because their own units died so quickly and the impact caused by Yrel was only for a moment, the collective consciousness was not even sure that all this was done by the white shadow in the small Eldar fleet.

After annihilating the entire Tyranid biological fleet, Irel felt extremely tired. She was too reckless just now. There is a price to pay for using power. These powers are the fires that are lit with her soul as fuel.

"Ovisusi... I'm a little tired... Quickly activate the Nether Gate... Let's get out of here. Those bugs don't have the strength to attack us for now."

Yrel's words echoed in Ovisus' mind, and she looked around to find Yrel. She was still alive, which was great!

"No need to look around... I have already merged with the flame of vengeance... I need some time to rest because my power is too strong now. I only dare to talk to you. If others hear my words, their brains will be burned by psychic energy. Tell them that it is my order and they will obey..."

"Lord Si Zhan Yirel ordered us to activate the Nether Gate and leave immediately. She is still alive and can communicate with me." Knowing that the situation was critical, Ovisus immediately gave orders to the elves around her.

Just as Iriel said, everyone was stunned at first, and then obeyed the order without any doubt.

A circle swirled around the Avenging Flame, rising and floating in the air, and a webway portal opened within the ring.

This is the Nethergate, a mobile web portal that exists only on those huge and valuable warships.

After the webway was opened, the Eldar fleet began to enter the webway and began to retreat. In the end, the Nethergate left the webway entrance in place, and the strange ring returned to the Vengeful Flame.

The Vengeful Flame was the last to enter the Webway, and the Webway entrance left outside lasted for a minute before dissipating, preventing other races from entering the Webway.

Chapter 239: The Orc Demon King in the Battle of Octaria

"We have entered the Webway. Where should we sail?" Ovisus asked Yrel in her heart.

"Just follow...your heart... I have no strength left, I need to rest...rest..." Iriel's voice was intermittent until Ovisus called out to him without any response.

"Follow your heart..." Ovisus said to herself, thinking of her fellow tribesmen who had died in the previous battle. She made up her mind to go to Octaria to see the true prophecy, even if she would die.

In order not to implicate other Eldar, Ovisus planned to let the other Eldar fleets leave Octares, and only she would go to the destination on a small, hidden spaceship.

The little prophet's destination was probably beyond her imagination as to how dangerous it was.

The Octaria galaxy is packed with Tyranid units, and the various Tyranid biological fleets are probably as large as millions. The Ork fleets in the galaxy have been completely destroyed. Except for the main planet, other planets have also been completely occupied by the Tyranids.

The only exception is an area on the main planet. About three-fifths of the planet's surface still belongs to the greenskins' territory, and the orc king still insists on fighting here with his greenskin boys.

The Great Devourer could no longer remember how many troops he had invested here and how much biomass he had wasted. Every previous investment had failed. The Great Orc Demon Lord became stronger and stronger in battle, his body size continued to grow, and the guards around him became stronger and stronger.

It was unknown how many Tyranids had been killed by the Demon King's power claws, perhaps 100 million, perhaps 200 million, or perhaps more. And most of them were elite combat insects sent by the Great Devourer. The Demon King's combat power was so high that it was difficult to evaluate it with numbers.

By the way, the greenskins on the entire planet were also very excited, and their fighting power was off the charts. Originally, land battles were the Zerg's advantage, but in the end, they couldn't beat the greenskins in land battles!

The Zerg Tyrant with three Norn thugs once again stood in front of the Orc Lord. The Lord's guards were held back by more elite Tyranid warbeasts and were unable to support their boss.

The Zerg Tyrant has a huge advantage in this battle. The Great Devourer possesses his consciousness in the Tyrant and leads the Norn mobs to besiege the Orc Lord.

The orc demon king who can be called the Demon Overlord is naturally no ordinary person. After putting on the power armor, his body is taller than a Knight Titan, and his combat power is not comparable to that of the Knight Titan.

With the blessing of several experiences, the Zerg Tyrant knew the Big Demon's movements very well, but it was still difficult to take down the Big Demon during the siege. Instead, the Big Demon suddenly accelerated, threw out the power claw in his hand, and chopped off the leg of a Norn thug who was unable to dodge in time.

The following battle situation became disadvantageous. The big devil cunningly focused his attack on the injured Norn thug, and finally cut the Norn thug in half with one claw, and stuck its head into the big rack behind him.

"waaaaaagh!!!" The big devil's battle cry pushed the situation to the worst possible situation.

His subordinates, a large number of greenskins, were inspired by the boss's waaagh and became more warlike and stronger. They immediately broke through the direction set by the Great Devourer and rushed to the side of the big devil.

This battle seemed to have failed again, and the Hive Tyrant immediately began to retreat with the remaining two Norn thugs. How could the orc boss let the head he had set his eyes on escape? The big devil roared and chased after him.

Even though the Swarm Tyrant commanded many Tyranid units to intercept the Orc Lord, it was of no use, just like a fragile mantis blocking a high-speed train.

The big devil chased faster and faster, got closer and closer, and went deeper and deeper... The same went for the millions of strongest orc boys he brought with him, forming a long line.

After a day and night of pursuit, the big devil finally caught up with his prey and killed the Hive Tyrant once again with his power claws that would never become dull, adding a new trophy to his rack.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he had been too enthusiastic in killing and had penetrated too deeply into the Zerg formation. But it was too late, and he was separated from his main force with only a few million men.

This is all the conspiracy of the Great Devourer. In order to kill the Great Orc Demon King, He no longer cares about the cost. It does not matter how much biomass is lost. As long as the Great Orc Demon King can be killed as soon as possible, everything will be fine.

He also sent in more Tyranid combat bugs. Billions of them were thrown in the form of spore sacs between the Big Devil and his subordinates to strengthen the encirclement and prevent other greenskins on the planet from supporting their boss.

Fighting bugs of this scale are still not enough, because the waaagh positions on the planet are stacked too high, and the combat effectiveness of the greenskins can no longer be evaluated by common sense. A sea of ​​fart spirits can drown the huge Tyranid bio-Titan, which is simply outrageous.

This was simply unreasonable in the eyes of the Great Devourer. These 10 billion combat insects could only buy one week. However, the Great Devourer had prepared more reserve troops. If 10 billion were not enough, another 10 billion would be sent. If that was still not enough, more would be sent.

Surrounding the Great Orc Demon King and his millions of isolated subordinates are the Great Devourer's most elite Zerg troops, all of which are high-level combat Zergs. Low-level Zergs such as gun Zergs, knife Zergs, and tearing Zergs are nowhere to be seen.

Sending millions of high-level Tyranid combat insects into the battlefield is a luxury, even for the Big Devourer, which has devoured the biomass of hundreds of galaxies.

This battle must be won or lost.

The Great Demon King and his millions of men found a dangerous valley, where he used the unimaginable mechanical talent of the Mechanicus to build a steel fortress in the flames of war. The Great Demon King planned to hold on here and wait for the support of the men outside. As long as he could continue to kill the attacking Tyranid creatures, victory would belong to him.

Elite digging pythons and snake worms were used as expendable units and were ordered to attack the Great Demon's fortress from underground.

The tunnels dug by the huge diggers are hundreds of meters wide. The Tyranid combat bugs pouring out of them. The lowest-level soldiers are the warrior bugs that were once node units. The huge bug king guards and executioners can be seen everywhere. The bug saint-level Tyranid war beasts are just consumables for an attack here.

Chapter 240 The Conspiracy of the Thousand Sons

The green-skinned devil was not to be outdone. Half of the millions of greenskins were huge orc bosses. Various powerful orc mechas and vehicles were also present in large numbers in the green tide. There were also many Gomao King Kong, Gu Juji, Garbage Mountain, and Hong Gu Juji.

In front of more than a dozen passage entrances, the elite troops on both sides collided with each other as soon as they met.

The warrior bugs and the armored boys covered with steel plates collided with each other and the fight was hard to separate. Some of the warrior bugs had enhanced adrenal claws that could tear apart the armored boys' steel plates, and the armored boys' hand strikes could also counter the warrior bugs' hands.

Snake bugs replaced gun bugs as the long-range fire support unit, and those who exchange fire with them were not ordinary gun guys, but technical guys or technical masters holding big guns.

The executioners, the bug king's guards, the bug saints and other large Tyranid creatures and the orc killing cans, the orc war fortresses, the crazy King Kong, and the garbage mountain bombarded each other, collided, and exchanged battle damage.

Since they were the initiators of the war and it was an offensive battle, the Tyranids suffered greater losses, but the Great Devourer had more troops, so He didn't care.

The fierce attack lasted for three days and three nights, and the greenskins lost one million people, and the besieging Zerg units lost tens of millions, not counting the casualties from the outside blocking the greenskin reinforcements.

In this round of attack that lasted for three days, the Tyranids still failed, and the new hive overlord once again became a trophy on the rack of the boss behind the big devil.

The Great Devourer was a little helpless. If He continued to consume like this, He could see the hope of victory, but He was a little upset that He could not reach this hope every time.

Suddenly, a powerful psychic force seeped out from the warp, trying to break into the Octarian system. The force was so strong that it almost pierced through the warp shadow cast by the Devourer.

This energy was immediately highly valued by the Great Devourer. The Octaria Galaxy was the key now and no mistakes were allowed. He mobilized even more powerful spiritual power and invested it into the shadows, making the power that isolated the subspace even stronger.

Judging from the size of its power, the Devourer has an absolute advantage. After all, the entire galaxy is almost filled with Tyranid units.

Soon, under the strengthening and reinforcement of the Great Devourer, the shadow of the Warp became as thick as a wall, leaving no room for any force that wanted to break into the Warp to exploit.

After guarding against all odds for a while, when the Great Devourer was about to turn his attention to killing the Orc Lord, an idea suddenly occurred to His mind.

"Respected Lord of the Swarm, the master of all swarms, the planets are your food, and the sea of ​​stars is your dining table. You lead your loyal followers to sweep away all enemies who dare to stand in your way, but... sometimes the food that should be devoured will resist fiercely, which really spoils the fun of eating."

The Great Devourer could understand such words, but He did not reply, instead He quickly calculated who this voice was, where it came from, and what its purpose was.

"No need to doubt or be hostile. I know you are having troubles and difficulties right now. And I... am here to help you solve your problems."