"Damn it! Colonel Erika! Order the troops to stop charging! Hold their ground and stay with Old Jock and the others!" Lin Fan shouted at Erika. Aside from him, no one here could make the Krieg soldiers stop marching.
The shadows hungrily devoured souls, linking together like viscous tar filling the sky. The battlefield became pitch-black, with black gaseous matter dripping down from time to time.
This gaseous matter extended blades and hooked claws, dragging in the stunned soldiers. Amid agonized screams, the descending columns of vapor grew even thicker.
Scarlet eyes opened within them one after another, staring at every living thing with undisguised hatred.
"By the fat ass of a Chogoris horse!" Kor'sarro Khan cried out, then let out a shrill whistle like an eagle's screech.
The White Scars swiftly gathered around the Khan, vigilantly watching everything on the battlefield. Their firepower drove back the deadly shadows rushing toward them.
The battlefield was utter chaos. The dark space was lit by the flashes of weapon fire, while the beams from various illumination devices stretched out like long tubes. Lin Fan could see dust drifting through the light.
The T'au had been frightened senseless by this incomprehensible phenomenon. Their battlesuits were at a loss, taking off one after another in an attempt to evade the shadows' attacks.
But under these circumstances, taking flight was probably not a good choice. Brilliant lightning flashed across the black dome and struck the battlesuits. Their yellow armor became covered in rust, as though it had endured the passage of tens of thousands of years.
The lightning grew fiercer, its radiance ever more gorgeous and bizarre. Heavy, despairing black mixed with nauseating colors. The dome cracked like glass, revealing the appearance of the universe beyond.
"Fuck..." Lin Fan stared at the frenzied projection of