Hilda: I'm the Strongest Fighter in All of Samhan!

Penny is an ordinary little girl who just turned ten years old this year.

Like most people on the Alert Star, he was born into a very ordinary Middle Hive family.

However, due to the exploitation by the nobility, the already scarce resources became increasingly scarce in the face of the escalating tensions.

Even sewage that has been recycled tens of thousands of times can be transformed into a small Energy Bar, which is then sold at a high price.

Even so, Penny has parents who love her very much, but just yesterday her parents went out, saying they were going to find her food, but they haven't returned yet.

Little Penny knew very well that her parents wouldn't be coming back.

Like many children's parents, she had been starving for a long time, and malnutrition had left her body dry and thin, not at all like a ten-year-old child.

Penny dragged her weak body and wandered aimlessly until she came to a luxurious mansion.

She didn't know why she came here; it was as if some unseen voice had guided her.

There were guards at the gate, but this time, they seemed not to see her.

Penny was starving; she hadn't eaten for days. But her parents told her she couldn't steal. She struggled internally for a long time, then whispered to herself, "I'll just eat a little bit, then go apologize to the owners of this big house. They'll definitely forgive me."

Tiny and frail Penny entered the luxurious mansion, following the guidance in her mind to a magnificent hall.

In the hall was a tall, extremely beautiful older woman, about two meters tall.

Penny whispered, "Big sister, could I have some food?"

How did you get in?

Hilda stared in shock at the frail, malnourished little girl in front of her, dressed in tattered clothes.

She hadn't even realized how the other person had sneaked into the hall and quietly gotten to her side—wasn't that terrifying?

I don't know.

Penny tilted her head, and suddenly a voice appeared in her mind.

Then, she struggled to stand on tiptoe, hugged Hilda's leg, and with difficulty raised her head, her large, dark eyes filled with innocence, she said, "Big sister, Alvin is being chased by the Dark Eldar in front of the Governor's Mansion. You must go and help him!"

Hilda was even more shocked, staring at the little girl with a horrified expression. "Who... who are you?"

At that moment, a blinding light seemed to burn in the little girl's pupils, radiating an oppressive aura like the sun. "Go now!"

Those two simple words seemed to be implanted in my heart, an inviolable command!

Hilda's pupils contracted slightly. She then placed the little girl beside her, stomped her foot hard, and a storm-like shockwave roared and shook as she burst out of the door.

"The Dark Eldar? Just you wait— Alvin!"

Succubus, are you kidding me?!

Just how many contingency plans did the Dark Eldar have in place? How could they possibly run into them at the slightest turn of a corner?!

Looking at the alluring Succubus of the Dark Eldar, whose path was once again blocked, Alvin was truly exhausted. The Dark Eldar left no way out!

Very good, very cautious, but hopefully this won't happen again next time.

Alvin vowed to himself that next time he went out, even if it was to the Vought, he would bring Hilda with him!

Who the hell can stand this? It's the Nightmare of the elite among elites, and the most skilled Succubus of the Witch Spirit Faction. Maybe we should just call the Blood Puppeteer here too!

The Succubus stared at him with an aggressive gaze, her pink tongue licking her lips, like a seductive fairy, every inch of her exuding an irresistible charm:

"Can we make a deal? Let me go."

Although he didn't have high hopes, Alvin still wanted to give it a try. He looked at the female Succubus, grinned, and said, "I can capture slaves for you, as many as you want. What do you think?"

"Oh?" The Succubus toyed with the dagger, staring at him with interest. "As many as you want?"

"That's right, as many as you want!"

Alvin nodded vigorously. Putting aside other resources, there was definitely no shortage of scum in other worlds!

"What a pity~"

The Succubus seemed somewhat regretful, pouting her lips and giving him a flirtatious wink. "If it weren't for the 'Archon's' order, I really would have agreed to your request~"

Without any visible movement, the air was suddenly sliced open, and a black dagger struck straight at his face!

Fortunately, Alvin never let his guard down. He swung his Executioner Greatsword, deflecting the dagger. Sensing the approaching Dark Eldar, he couldn't help but sigh, "Can you tell me what I did to offend you that you've sent such a large force to deal with me?"

Looking around, nightmares, Conspiracy Soldier, Succubus... it all seems a bit unnecessary.

Alvin couldn't help but sigh; the Dark Eldar really thought too highly of him.

It's hard to say whether the Dark Eldar were too cautious or it was just their professional habit to send out such a formidable assassination squad, instead of targeting the Planetary Governor in the mansion, all for the sake of killing him alone!

"Who knows~" The Succubus smiled, a hint of heat flashing in her seductive eyes. "This is the first time I've ever received a 'prey' with such a high bounty as you."

As she spoke, the nightmare and the conspiracy warriors suddenly surrounded him completely. "I quite like you, human~" The Succubus swayed her hips gracefully as she approached, a smile playing on her lips. "I love people with strong wills, especially someone like you~ Even on the verge of death, you're unwilling to abandon that woman. It's truly irresistible~"

"Forget it." Alvin took a deep breath and sneered, "I'd rather serve Orks than have you set your sights on me!"

Being targeted by the Dark Eldar is not a good thing.

They are "orthodox" descendants of the Aeldari, having fully inherited their ancestors' methods, which can be described as an extremely perverse way of playing.

If the Ark Eldar are characterized by restraint, following the right path, and avoiding being devoured by "Slaanesh," then...

The Dark Eldar, on the other hand, advocated Debauchery and continued the Corruption and extravagant lifestyle of the ancient Aeldari Empire.

Its traditional culture includes: flesh and blood carving, fancy rape, drug abuse, etc.

Compared to the Ark Eldar, who use Spirit Stone to protect their souls from being devoured, the Dark Eldar have a much simpler method. They torture the slaves they capture to the extreme, and then feed on their Corruption souls as nourishment to prevent them from being drained dry by "Sister S".

To put it simply, it's about the Dark Eldar being Slaanesh and devoured, Dark Eldar eating people, using a bizarre method similar to a "human centipede" to complete an endless cycle of eating and replenishing.

Commorragh is truly a place of outstanding people and abundant resources, a place where people can open their hearts and minds.

Pain is the eternal theme here, of course. For the Dark Eldar, pain is basically equivalent to Pleasure, which can be described as a masochistic ecstasy.

Therefore, Alvin would rather be captured by the Dark Eldar and taken to Commorragh than be taken to the Orks!

At least the latter won't have as many tricks up their sleeve as the Dark Eldar.

Seemingly angered by his words, a cold glint appeared in the Succubus's eerie purple eyes. "Let's hope your mouth is still this stubborn later!"

These people, who consider themselves superior beings, were actually humiliated by "monkeys," compared to a bunch of savage mushrooms?

Nightmare approached, wielding Half-Klay Battle Blade. Beneath his tattered helmet, a twisted face was revealed, like a monstrous demon. He stared at Alvin, his voice cold and hoarse, as if from the underworld. "Stop wasting time, Anna. Finish off the target quickly. Don't keep the Archon waiting too long!"

"I really don't understand why the Archon would kill a human."

The Succubus named Anna, with her sword dangling from her arm and her long, shapely legs, completely blocked the only way out.

"You talk too much, Anna." Nightmare looked at Alvin menacingly and said, "I'll hold him off. You're in charge of finding weaknesses. This human is a bit too cunning."

The other party was speaking Aeldari language, but with the Navigator System present, Alvin could understand it.

Even if he understood, it was difficult for him to fight two opponents while carrying Elsa on his back, and he quickly fell into a disadvantageous position!

Blades and daggers clashed, and each time he had to exert great effort to barely defend himself.

Nightmare launched a wide-open offensive from the front, while the Succubus occasionally ambushed from the shadows, and they also had to deal with the siege of the Conspiracy Warriors.

Within minutes, Alvin was cornered.

"Young master, go quickly!" Elsa didn't want to be a burden to him, so she struggled to leave, risking her life to buy him time.

Does this mean we really have to use the system?

Just as Alvin decided to take Elsa to another world for temporary refuge, he suddenly seemed to realize something.

Call out--!

A piercing shriek, accompanied by a shockwave, tore through the sky!

In the brief moment when the Nightmare and Succubus were besieging Alvin, a strike imbued with Psychic Power pierced through the street, instantly crushing dozens of Dark Eldar from the Conspiracy Warriors into blood and gore.

The huge commotion instantly shocked the Nightmare and the Succubus, who instinctively retreated from their positions.

Boom!

Amidst the surging waves of Psychic Power, an exquisitely crafted greatsword, engraved with runes, suddenly descended from the sky.

The sword's edge plunged deep into the ground, unleashing a terrifying shockwave. Amidst the billowing dust, a tall figure, with clearly audible footsteps, gradually came into view.

With her wildly flowing hair and proud expression, she was none other than Hilda, the Aeldari Battle Witch!

Hilda's eyes were cold and sinister, her body wreathed in suffocating Psychic Power. She glanced at the wounded Alvin, then turned her furious gaze to the Nightmare and the Succubus, her voice like a biting winter wind, chilling to the bone. "You, how dare you!"

"Be careful, if things get really bad, we'll retreat!"

Alvin was utterly exhausted, and upon seeing Hilda, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, the opposing team has Nightmare and Succubus, as well as a Conspiracy Showcase Group. They are outnumbered and outgunned, putting them at a significant disadvantage.

However, Hilda gave him a disdainful look and said indifferently, "Why do you think I would be sent by Samhan to protect you?"

Before Alvin could answer, Hilda drew her sword, her gaze sharp as a knife, staring straight ahead. "The reason is simple. In the Samhan Ark Eldar, those older than me aren't as physically strong, and those younger than me aren't as powerful. I am the most powerful, which is why I was sent to protect you!"

Two more chapters to go~ 10,000 words a day, please vote with monthly tickets~ Please vote with monthly tickets~ Please vote with monthly tickets~