Hammer 40k: Far East Storm

Rosina exerted her strength and swung the executioner's long knife in her hand diagonally upward, sweeping Sylph away. She admired the panic in Sylph's eyes, shook her head and chuckled, saying: "You don't even know what you are facing. Such a battle is really boring. The difference in strength between the two sides is too great. Even I can't resist that powerful force, let alone you? The pitiful thing is that you don't even know who the real enemy is, and you rush into the war. You call me a bastard? Haha, but I want to say," Rosina shook her head, took a breath suddenly, and screamed: "You are stupid!"

The sound was sharp and piercing, like the scream of a banshee. No, this was the scream of a banshee. The scream suddenly sounded in the tent, and even the air rippled. A ring visible to the naked eye expanded rapidly outward with Rosina as the center. It was the visual effect caused by the sharp whistle shaking the air. All the Eldar rangers hiding in the tent were stunned by the scream. The sharp sound penetrated their eardrums and directly pierced their central nervous system. All the rangers stood there like being struck by lightning. The optical cloaks draped over the rangers lost their psychic control and lost their effectiveness in an instant. All the rangers hiding in the big tent were exposed.

Sylph was not affected by the scream of the banshee. The banshee's mask was not only equipped with a psychic sound wave amplifier that could increase the scream of the user, but also equipped with excellent ear protection devices to prevent the banshees from being affected by the screams of their comrades. Therefore, Rosina's scream could not cause any impact on Xilufu. However, even if it did not cause any physical damage, it did not mean that the impact did not exist. This scream brought Xilufu a psychological shock. She was almost trembling with fear. Rosina did not use the banshee mask and sent out the banshee scream without any tools. The impact range of this scream was still so huge that it almost covered the entire tent. Rosina was so powerful. How should such a strong person be defeated?

Such thoughts emerged in the minds of all rangers almost at the same time. When facing an unbeatable enemy, the elves felt unprecedented fear.

But Rosina did not care about the panic in the hearts of the rangers. She was holding up the long sword named "Executioner" and leaping towards the ranger closest to her. She was like an elf in the wind. She jumped lightly and turned her body leisurely in the air. In just a moment, she landed in front of the ranger, holding the sword with both hands and slashing smoothly.

A perfect jump cut.

The long sword of the executioner was originally made to fight against heavy weapons. The Eldar martial arts masters usually hold the executioner's long sword and then cut the Chimera troop carrier easily and beautifully, just like digging open a can, or cutting the barrel of the Lemanras main battle tank as easily as chopping a cucumber with a kitchen knife. It is too easy to use this thing to kill an Eldar ranger. Rosina hardly felt any obstacles, and the ranger in front of her was cut into two pieces, but she didn't have much time to appreciate her beautiful slash at this time. She had to control the situation and rhythm of the battle firmly in her own hands. In her calculation, if she wanted to do this, she had to kill three or four more rangers.

Rosina ignored the ranger in front of her who fell to the left and right at the same time. She crouched down and rushed towards the next target quickly. The ranger gritted his teeth and stared at Rosina who was rushing towards him, trying desperately to move his body, but he couldn't move at all.

The long sword swept across easily, cutting the ranger in two.

One more is needed to seal the victory, Rosina thought in her heart, and pounced on another frightened ranger.

She jumped up again, the executioner raised high, and the moment she landed, the long sword would slash down quickly, which would be another swift and beautiful jump slash.

But in mid-air, Rosina encountered another figure, Xilufu suddenly appeared below her side like a ghost, and the double mirror sword slashed at Rosina's body frantically. Rosina had no choice but to spin her body and drag the sword to resist.

Two women of the Eldar clan, one knife, two swords, entangled and collided in the air, making dense and crisp sounds, which were as dense as rain hitting banana leaves and as crisp as pearls falling on a plate. However, the rangers who were still alive felt cold sweats flowing out of their pores. They could not move and could not see the specific situation of the battle in the air, but just hearing the murderous sound of the swords colliding was enough for them to imagine how fiercely and quickly the two sides were slashing each other. Such a fierce and deadly attack was simply unheard of.

The sword-and-sword clash was just a jump. Silufu used continuous slashes to force Rosina back. She turned over and landed in front of the ranger.

Rosina also turned over in the same way, but the difference was that a pair of wings opened behind her, taking her to the top of the tent, where there was a piece of steel building material supporting the roof.

That was the power of the whirling eagle. The whirling eagle's path gave her the ability to fly in the sky.

Then Rosina stood on the top steel pillar and took out a long-barreled missile weapon from a hidden place. Armor-piercing bullets were ejected from the weapon and shot towards the ground. Soon the ground under the tent was engulfed by the scorching fire storm.

This is the power of the Black Death. The path of the Black Death gives her the power of long-range strikes. The blade can bring the kiss of death to the enemy, but for the Black Death, this kiss can be replaced by a flying kiss.

For a while, the rangers of the Eldar were caught in a hard battle. Most of the time, they had to avoid the complex and changeable attacks from Rosina. She was just one person, but she seemed like a complete Eldar army. Sometimes she was a screaming banshee, using only her throat and mouth to send out terrifying sonic attacks, paralyzing her enemies, and using exquisite and fierce long sword techniques to gradually make the Eldar people fall into despair. Sometimes she was a whirling eagle, hovering on the top of the tent, tilting her attacks downwards, and sometimes she was a ranger, suddenly disappearing, and then suddenly launching a fatal attack.

Rosina was so powerful, even more powerful than the Eldar people imagined. Before the battle, the Eldar people didn't think so at all. Although they knew that Rosina was very strong, they also believed that victory would belong to their side. Even though they had fought with Rosina many times and were completely defeated every time, in the eyes of these Eldar rangers, it was not a difference in strength, but simply Rosina's superb skills. Every battle was a contest between sneak attack and being sneak attacked, discovery and hiding, hunter and prey. But this time was different. This time it was a head-on battle. Rosina had to guard the altar. She had nowhere to escape and nowhere to hide.

In this situation, the Eldar's advantage was revealed. They tried to kill Rosina with their advantages in numbers and firepower, and then destroy the altar. For this purpose, the rangers formulated several tactics and carefully designed several traps. But at the beginning of the battle, they realized that things were not the case at all. After a while, the rangers of the Eldar fell into an absolute disadvantage. Rosina was indeed just one person, but behind her seemed to be the entire Eldar army. The power of various paths was constantly changing and cooperating with each other. The rhythm and situation of the entire battlefield were firmly controlled by Rosina. Sylva's several desperate crazy attacks could not break Rosina's control of the battlefield. Until then, Sylva realized that she still underestimated the enemy's power and overestimated her own strength.

Rosina was miserable fighting the rangers with only one person. They could only support each other, struggle to support, and fight hard for their lives.

Now the only thing the rangers can count on is the reinforcements of humans. They fight for their lives, because the Eldar know that it is not time to despair. As long as they hold on, there is still a chance of survival, and humans will definitely come. Because the real altar is in front of the Eldar, if Rosina is not defeated and destroyed, then all creatures on this planet will experience the coming of hell.

And time is running out. Psychic energy is gathering on the altar at a speed that can be observed by the naked eye. On the altar, a black cloud of mist is floating in the air. That is the psychic energy brewing power through the altar. This power will accumulate, then explode, and finally tear the space apart, leaving a gap for chaos. Soon, the space channel will be completely opened, and evil will descend on the world.

The battle is still going on, and it must continue. If you don't fight, you will be destroyed by the enemy.

For the Eldar people, this difficult battle is like torture. Every second is as long as a century. They struggle hard and fight with all their strength, but it seems like just a joke.

Xilufu didn't know how long she had been fighting. She occasionally used the psychic sniper rifle to shoot at Rosina, but more often she just waved the double mirror sword and launched a desperate and selfless attack on Rosina.

The Eldar rangers defended with all their strength. They protected each other and occasionally launched fatal attacks on Rosina. The two sides were deadlocked, and neither side had the ability to end the battle in an instant.

Time seemed to have lost its meaning, but both Sylph and Rosina knew that time still had its meaning, a very important meaning.

The rangers of the Eldar were waiting for reinforcements from humans, and Rosina was waiting for the gate to open. In the chaos, there was a legion that was truly a large army as her reinforcement.

If humans were to come to help, they would have to be faster. Sylph looked at the altar in despair. Even if she didn't use the human timer, she knew that the space gate was about to open.

On the timer of Elizabeth's scope, the countdown continued. Time flew by like water at her fingertips. At some points, she wished she could stop the time, or pull the tail of time to make it go slower, because there was really not much time left.

No, it was gone.

While Elizabeth was thinking, the countdown timer stopped, and four bright red zeros were fixed on the timer. Even though she led the nun escort team to do their best and rush at the fastest speed, they could not reach the fourth target on time.

The Chaos Altar was not destroyed within the scheduled time.

Outside the underground city, above the surface of the planet, a vortex gradually took shape, and a huge black arch with sharp horns emerged from the vortex. This arch was so huge that it seemed like the gate used by the giant in the legend. The horns on its top pierced straight into the clouds.