God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Ok has artillery on the ridge."

The driver of the Viper warned in the link:

"If they Fire and they will tear us to pieces."

Veronica knew that the pilot was right. She could see the flashing light of the artillery through the sand and dust from the backup Ouke group, and she stretched out Her consciousness tried to grasp the entangled future, trying to catch some glimpses of light.

Soon, in her consciousness, she saw the Viper fighter jet fall to the ground rotating with a plume of smoke.

She saw sparks, and the greenskin tribe was roaring down like a wave of stench.

Her comrade-in-arms lay in the broken cabin and died.

And she herself was dragged out of the ruins, dazed and bloody.

Then he was beaten to death by a wild beast, and the display was taken apart.

But all this will not happen.

She can clearly see the crystal weaving road that represents reality, breaking from the main line, disappearing into oblivion, without being realized.

The Greenskin Cannon was silent, and it is still the case.

She has no time to think about why, the important thing is now.

"——Believe me."

Her will conveyed to the pilot, and the other party immediately lowered the Viper fighter.

Not far below, the martial skill led the banshee to maintain the Spirit Race to the left of the battle line. Their glorious white armor was stained by blood and gravel, and their blades were dripping blood. Under the cover of the tanks, they exchanged fire and fought with Ok, who was too close.

When Veronica came down from the wing of the Viper, she noticed the absence of the three sisters.

She touched other people's thoughts lightly and realized that they had fallen--and their soul stones were lost and broken.

"Keep fighting, sisters."

She said aloud, and raised her staff, which then changed its form in a dazzling halo, becoming A chanting spear-this weapon can be used as a close hand-to-hand combat, or it can be thrown directly and returned to the user after hitting an enemy.

The falcon above his head screamed and scattered lasers and star darts to tear the nearby Ouke, the gunner and soul stone on the tank, combined with their abilities to create an arc of death, nothing can go ahead.

However, they were exposed.

Ok surrounded them, and the surrounding tribes furiously turned towards the Spirit Race army.

The first-hand advantage disappeared, and they still had enough time before they were crushed.

"For Usvi!"

Veronica screamed, using a psionic energy to knock the nearby Ork into the air.

The green-skin leader must have noticed her, she can feel its crazy presence approaching, even if she can't recognize it from the dust and the corpse.

She glanced westward. From the gorge formed by the rock pillar and the gorge that were faintly visible in the storm, when the warlords came, they had to move quickly, or they would be ravaged.

She extended her consciousness, looking for the trail of the sniper.

He was there, perched on a rocky outcrop like a vigilant Raptor, with a mask blocking the sand, and the wind blowing his camouflage cloak.

Just sit there, ready, fate is woven in his sniper rifle.

The purpose of their proactive attack this time is also for a destiny, just like the prophet who hunted down the eighth Legion before, in order to destroy a green-skinned warlord.

This may be the most difficult wild beast of this era, at least that's what the Great Prophet said.

It has a weird name for Spirit Race——

Bonecrusher·Mag·Uluk·Salaka

If for Humans, if there is a hint of curiosity, Veronica has nothing but hatred for Greenskin.

Their emotions are always the same, violent, disorderly, and chaotic.

If you don’t have to find some advantages, then there is only a super-optimistic mentality that makes no sense.

But they will neither create nor develop. They are just for destruction. The entire civilization is built on violence and plunder, which is simply a galactic nuisance.

Veronica thinks they were born a mistake.

However, the big prophet's attitude towards Greenskin is very strange. Veronica can often hear a regret in his tone.

She also asked about this, but the Great Prophet did not answer her directly.

I just said one sentence:

"If that guy had won back then, the Milky Way might not look like this bad."

Veronica I don't know who the guy in the Prophet's mouth is, but she guessed... it might be a green skin.

This sounds confusing, but Veronica is also used to it.

Her lance rises, flashing in the swirling dust like a lighthouse, she is challenging the warlord, trying to trick him out.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !

Sure enough, soon accompanied by a roar that shook the sky, a strong boss forced his way through the team of boys, staring at pointed ears with bright red eyes.

She saw it coming, gracefully turning the singing spear and the shimmering robe to welcome the green-skinned warlord’s charge.

The big guy smashed a fart with iron boots, and then rushed out of its chest with a rage.

Then it launched a charge, holding up the chainsaw tomahawk in one hand, and cunning out the pistol in the other.

It wants to tear the scrawny Bai Family guy in half, and then hang the cut off the other's head on its own big banner.

He will achieve all of this, as long as he gets closer.

His fingers are firmly on the trigger, and he keeps shooting, but the bullets always go around the bean sprouts.

The upright Veronica holds Lance in her hand and stares coldly at her, motionless, letting the bullet pass by--

"It's now."

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In the distance, the sniper's gaze passed through the wide-spectrum window of his long rifle, he breathed a sigh of relief, squeezed, and released the other half of his breath.

The long sniper rifle used by the Spirit Race knight-errant is similar in function to the Imperium of Man laser long spear, but the psychic crystals used in it can maintain the laser for an extremely long distance. All of them are customized, and the user's shooting skills are superb, so they are relatively more deadly and effective.

At the same time, its extremely complex aiming system allows the sniper to accurately locate the weakness of the enemy's armor and exert great destructive power.

After two breaths, the soul stone of the weapon lightly extended butt against the shoulder of the sniper, forming a line with the Ork warlord not far from Veronica.

next moment, a blazing light beam is emitted from the laser projection crystal of the weapon, draws out and passes through the right eye that is charging the green skin and penetrates deep into the brain, half a second later, it explodes the big Ouke Dull head.

The huge body slammed to the ground, and its fierce momentum drove it through the dust.

Veronica took a step to avoid her, her robes floated violently, and shook her lance when the corpse of the Ork warlord passed by.

The tip of the spear penetrated the back of the Ouk warlord, preventing it from moving forward and pinning it to the ground.

The green-skinned corpse kept twitching, the chainsaw axe still running.

With disgust, Veronica stretched out pure white as jade's fingers and gently pressed it on the green skin corpse.

After a few seconds, she gently browses knit.

"This is not a bonebreaker--"