"Yeah!" Yilafren screamed. In panic, he raised his Rangers sniper rifle and shot without even aiming.
A broken crystal shot right at Amalaga. This weapon had no effect on the compressed bones under Amalaga's skin, so he was too lazy to move to dodge this meaningless attack.
But the luck of this broken crystal was a little too good. After piercing the skin and flesh used to disguise Amalaga's human form, it happened to get in through the gaps in the bones. The broken crystal bounced among the bones and shot straight to the core that Amalaga used to control flesh and blood, a brain wrapped in thick bones.
The broken crystal grabbed the brain and breathed, and went in the moment the bone plate was loosened. Everything happened so smoothly and quickly. One second Amalaga was wearing a noble and elegant smile, and the next second he had a somewhat dull expression.
The broken crystals had penetrated seven or eight bloody holes in his well-protected brain during the ejection. Amalaga's control over Degraded Ones suddenly became Chaos heavy. He needed to concentrate on repairing his brain.
Looking at Amalaga with her eyes tightly closed, Yilafren didn't dare to waste any more time. She would just flash out when her cloak was fully charged next time.
"A small success."
There doesn't seem to be any problem with the flash this time, and it would be better if Yilafren's newly appeared butt didn't sit on top of the running Drazhar.
The spikes on the Lord of Blades' armor scratched Yilafren's armor and hurt her butt. Although it was not a serious injury, it still made Yilafren jump up in fright.
As soon as Drazhar's confused and angry eyes drifted upward, Khan's heavy combat boots hit him hard in the face. Drazhar was kicked several hundred meters away and bounced on the ground several times before stopping.
Gently catching Yilafren, Jaghatai put Yilafren on his shoulders and held him back. Yilafren also fell behind Jaghatai's strong body with tacit understanding.
"Hehe... thanks! Silly guy."
"You are really stupid and blessed..."
Jaghatai was a little helpless. The four Incubi who rushed from the shadows were chopped into pieces in an instant. Compared with Drazhar, the gap between them was a bit too big.
"Orikan! Orikan Can you still hear me?"
Trazyn roared at his head, and Orikan's hot data core also floated a few numbers to briefly express his status.
"I thought Master Haemonculi wouldn't be moved by a little physical pain... It seems that you are not qualified?" Vect looked at Amalaga, with mockery and slight disappointment on his face, "That fast-born man smells good. If Commorragh, I will be happy to train an obedient slave."
"Ha..." Amalaga smiled noncommittally. He finally caught the bouncing flexible crystal, moved it to his finger and shot it out, killing Rangers on the spot who was trying to sneak attack.
There were few words between the two, and they continued to watch the battlefield, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with them. Incubi was steaming in the lightning of Aeldari Farseer, and Vect clapped gently, not knowing whether it was admiration or mockery.
The modified Degraded Ones's skin cracked because of T'au's skin, revealing the essence of Warp. This was the most difficult time for these creatures to deal with, but when they faced the saint-like Celes and Roka, they were no better than midsummer snowflakes.
The balance of the war seemed to be tilted towards the coalition side. When Drazhar's arm was chopped off by Jaghatai's scimitar again, Vect stretched his body and raised his hand to pinch out a rune of Black Muse.
The runes of Black Muse were hung above everyone's heads, and Incubi was strengthened. Their bodies were shaking crazily, and their body movements were unnatural and intermittent, just like a low-quality animation with many intermediate frames removed.
"Vect! Stop it!" Cronesword of Yvraine glowed with pale flames, "It's time for the unfounded differences between Drukhari and Craftworld Aeldari to disappear."
Vect felt ridiculous for Yvraine's naivety of escaping reality. He emerged from the body of a Incubi and swept towards Yvraine.
The power given by Ynnead was reverberating in Yvraine's body. She slashed her sword at Vect, and the pale flame formed an arc. The other Aeldari Farseer also cooperated with Yvraine's actions, injecting destructive spiritual energy into the arc of flame.
The polluted ground was squirming, and a wall of stupid flesh and blood suddenly rose up to block Ifreni's attack for Victor. Inside the tattered wall that lacked restrictions, subspace spiders with a dark body and a structure like dying thorns poured out from inside.
"Fight for the great the Emperor!" Battle Sisters and the Jihadi Army took a step forward. They sang hymns loudly, releasing all the anger of Imperium's hatred of Chaos.
Promethium The flames and incendiary bombs were destroying the spiders that kept coming out. Perturabo waved his hand, and several armor-piercing bullets were fired at the towering wall of stupid flesh. The bursts of flesh, blood and bones meant that the wall was about to collapse.
Without having time to thank Imperium's allies for their help, Yvraine and her affiliated Ynnari decided to personally execute Vect, this dangerous lunatic.
Iyanden's Wraithguard advanced with the gloomy pace of death. Under the guidance of the surrounding Aeldari Farseer, their slowness problem was greatly alleviated, and these war machines that should not be underestimated on the battlefield completely tore apart the collapsed wall of flesh.
Vect is hiding in the collapsed wall of flesh, and with just a snap of his fingers, he creates more Incubi warriors with shadows.
This form of summoning an army can only remind Yvraine of the dead soul constructor on Arknights.
"What on earth did you do to Commorragh?" Yvraine was shocked.
"What to do? Nothing... The Lord of Joy collected a tax, and I decided to demolish the store. It's that simple."
"You bastard!" Yvraine gritted her teeth. She felt that her whole body was being wrapped in the anger of Cain. She raised Cronesword with red eyes and rushed towards Vect with unstoppable madness.
One Incubi tried to protect their master one after another, but they could only be reduced to pieces under Yvraine's sword.
The Primarchss who were trying their best to suppress the spread of Degraded Ones were relieved to see Yvraine. They were very worried that these Aeldari would show compassion during the battle, and they would only be able to carry out cleanup activities at that time.
If Yvraine is willing to kill Vect, it would be a good thing.
Those Drukhari and Imperium who have been mixed into Ynnari can turn a blind eye, but as the master of the City of Pain, Vect must die. This is the minimum Bottom Line.