Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind.

Chapter 139
After mastering the bone-singing skills of the spirit race, Coroniai created a variety of spirit bone-based Zerg units including the "spirit-seeking bone spider" and "spirit-eating poisonous bee" based on what he learned. Each has its own strengths and different battlefield positioning.

The second war group of the swarm is the special attack force specially formed by Koroniai after finding out the basic information of the evil things.

Under the targeted offensive, the evil debt that had just been revived from the Eye of Mystery was quickly defeated. The second war group, mainly composed of spirit-eating poisonous bees and supplemented by spirit-seeking bone spiders, used amazing efficiency to attack the spearhead in the frontal direction of defense. The power is slaughtered.

This assault was extremely swift and violent. Before the chaotic monsters deployed in other directions of the ring line of defense had time to return to their defense, Koroniai pierced their first line of defense with a deadly poisonous needle.

Immediately afterwards, the spearhead of the attack advanced to the second floor of the ring, which was a strange fleet composed of a large number of strangely shaped warships and a small number of large buildings similar to altars suspended in space... Maybe it can't be called a fleet.

Russell stretched his waist, sat on the throne of flesh and blood, propped his chin with one hand, and examined those strangely shaped alien creations with playful eyes.

"There are a lot of architectural structures that violate basic mechanics. It seems that many of these idiots summoned by Tzeentch are psionic races, and there are many... Oh? Isn't this a green skin? This thing can also be fooled by birdmen Come and beat me up?" Russell actually had fun watching it, and it really deserves to be a job done by Tzeentch.

Apart from being happy, he was also a little curious. Under the persecution of Tzeentch, the Thousand Sons Legion, who had to work with the aliens, would be ashamed to pull the flag when they endured such a shameful humiliation?

Seeing the smile on Russell's face and feeling his brisk mood swings, Koroni Ayton felt excited: "Great, the master is very satisfied with the success of the second offensive..."

After breaking through the chaotic evils on the periphery, the rapid spear attack of the second war group inserted forcefully into the second circle formed by the combination of various alien shapes.

I don't know what kind of promise these aliens who survived the crazy slaughter of the emperor's expeditionary army got from Tzeentch. They fought extremely bravely, and they didn't have the slightest intention of retreating in the face of the suicide attack of the spirit-eating poisonous bees.

Coronial could even see that after the venomous bees decomposed themselves into small swarms and invaded the cabin, many women and children of different shapes did not escape, but instead chose to fight head-on with the murderous swarm executioners.

...Are they gunless?
All in all, due to the complex components of the aliens hiding behind the chaotic evil, various energy weapons of different principles, live ammunition torpedoes and point defenses, as well as psionic techniques that are very different from humans, greatly slowed down the advance speed of the second war group, The complicated battle situation made it difficult for the Devouring Poisonous Bee to achieve devastating results against evil debts.

At least in terms of viewing, fighting aliens is much higher than fighting chaotic evil.And this time, the opponents were alien creatures with flesh and blood. Finally, the swarm didn't have to fight hungry, and could feast on it.

Russell looked at it with great interest, and said: "When attacking alien warships, don't destroy everything indiscriminately, spare some energy to collect their data cores, dismantle important facilities and take them away. Many of these aliens are the last fire of their own civilization. , Their battleships should have the technological crystallization of their respective races, which can be used as a reference."

"Yes, master." Coronial readily agreed.

After getting along for so long, it already has a good understanding of Russell's temperament. His master attaches great importance to the development of science and technology, and will always actively collect all kinds of knowledge, whether it is useful or not.

In the past, Coroniai didn't quite understand this laborious method that consumes a lot of extra resources and can't see the return immediately.But after mastering the bone-shaping technology of the Spirit Race and using it to manufacture a variety of low-cost, high-performance biological warships, it also understands what it means: technology is the primary productive force.

The subspace reverberated with green-skinned fervent war cries and the miserable wailing of countless aliens of various shapes when they were massacred by swarms. The murderous swarms of devouring bees devoured the flesh and blood scattered in space, steadily advancing their own attack progress .

In addition to the various alien technological crystals brought back by the swarm collection, there are several other things that attracted the attention of Russell and Coronial.

One is that these aliens are obviously made of flesh and blood, and the various tactical plans when resisting the devouring bee swarm also show that they are not puppets dominated by chaos.Since they have clear minds, why didn't they run away when faced with a swarm of insects that they were powerless to contend with?Not even one individual took a step back, as if all of them were dead soldiers.

Second, ever since the evil creatures on the periphery were defeated by the spear attack of the Second War Cluster, the Thousand Sons Sorcerer, who had released witchcraft and summoned subspace creatures to assist in the defense, suddenly stopped all actions at some point because of the confusion. With the existence of barriers, even Russell couldn't see clearly what happened inside the ring defensive formation.

In the end, Russell discovered that the spiritual power of the red monster he had vaguely observed through the maze before was much higher than that of all the wizards of the Thousand Sons who surrounded him. "O" is much stronger.

"The essence of the crimson subspace, the strength of psychic energy higher than that of the Great Demon, the presence of Tzeentch, the Legion of the Thousand Sons..." All kinds of keywords are connected together to form a very interesting answer: "No, this birdman actually Dare to send out the primogeniture in front of me?"

Isn't he afraid that Magnus will never return if he falls into the hands of the star bomber?

All kinds of strange or abnormal phenomena firmly grasped Russell's attention, making him concentrate on the fierce battle between the swarm and the Holy Number Fleet.

And in a very obvious place that was subconsciously ignored by everyone, something was happening quietly, and Russell, who couldn't spare any extra energy, failed to notice.

--Is it really?
No wonder the opening of the Mysterious Eye was too shocking, including the evacuated Truth Order investigation fleet, and the remnants of the Mechanic Order were all paying attention there.The appearance of the Primarch made Russell himself focus on the confrontation with the evil god Tzeentch.

And at the edge of the battlefield, under the cover of the turbulent subspace turbulence, the space necromancer pyramids, which were completely destroyed by the whirlpool bomb in theory, still remain in the world.

Although the surrounding small pyramids were devoured and the body of the largest central pyramid was severely damaged, the real main body inside was still intact.

A humanoid monster covered in crooked blue-purple bird feathers, with a bloodshot eyeball growing from the root of each feather, crawled out of a hidden phase space, looking at the fierce scene at the Eye of Mystery from afar. The naval battle seemed to be looking for something.

A few seconds later, it lowered its head dejectedly, turned around and crawled towards the interior of the remaining main structure of the central pyramid.

Regardless of the outcome, it still has work to do.

However, the moment it just turned around, the curvature of the space above the pyramid was distorted, like a string being forcibly bent.

A behemoth jumped over from a distant star field, and the beautiful silver arc-like hull quietly docked above the central pyramid.

"There is indeed something hidden wrong with the subspace structure here... No wonder the Marshal didn't let me join the battle."

(End of this chapter)