This Dark City had never been so bright and dazzling. Blazing fire burned everywhere, and the once-luxurious, elegant towers had already been reduced to flaming torches beneath the Promethium Flamethrowers.
The Night Watch raised their flamethrowers high and advanced in an almost unstoppable line, burning everything in their path to ashes.
Before the Inquisition's flames, even Xenomorphs had only one way out: death.
As the Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition, Duanmu Huai naturally led from the front, throwing himself into the thick of battle.
Boom!
He smashed straight through the gate of a luxurious mansion and strode inside.
At that very moment, a dark green poisonous fog trap activated, instantly shrouding everything before him.
For Duanmu Huai, however, this agonizing poison was meaningless. Just one breath was enough to dissolve an enemy from body to soul, but he charged straight into the thick fog, raised the Thunder Warhammer high, and brought it down with all his might.
Bang!
Amid the deafening impact, two Man-Serpents, with human-like upper bodies and serpentine lower halves, were smashed out of the fog.
They crashed into the Dark Eldar warriors behind them, who had not even had time to fire.
Duanmu Huai then emerged from the fog and planted one foot on them. The crisp sound of breaking bones and sharp screams rose and fell, before abruptly falling silent.
However, this was not over yet.
Duanmu Huai raised his head and looked at the Xenomorph monster standing on the porch, glaring at him.
Unlike the other Eldar, this monster was covered from head to toe in heavy armor. It did not wield the daggers and Short Swords commonly used by the Dark Eldar, but a greatsword.
The two sides exchanged a glance, and then the Xenomorph warrior raised its blade and charged toward Duanmu Huai