Chapter 349 The Road to Expedition: Ambush in the Woodland

Alva Newels opened his eyes. His hazy eyes looked at the light above his head. The light seemed to be blocked by some vague and sticky object. Alva leaned on the floating car behind him.

His eyes were empty and lifeless, and he felt as if he had lost control of his limbs.

Alva looked around, and he looked at an Eldar who was also sitting next to him. He was leaning on the carriage of the floating car. His movements were almost exactly the same as Alva's. He was also slumped on the ground helplessly, with both hands.

His legs stretched forward limply, but the only difference was that his head exploded.

This is not a metaphor, but an adjective. The heads of the Eldar next to Alva exploded. Only half of his chin was left on his shattered head, still hanging above his neck, and the rest exploded into a blur of flesh and blood.

Sticking to the floating car behind him, his brain and soft tissue fragments were all on the front wall.

Alva looked around at the forest glade around him. Wisps of smoke rose from the fragments of floating ships scattered around, the exploding one-person motorcycles, and various incomplete parts that flew out. There were also scattered around them.

Many Eldar corpses lay there.

Is no one alive? Alva thought to himself and leaned back against the carriage of the floating car. His muddy mind could no longer remember what happened. When he tried to recall, all he could think of was

There were fragmented memories and vague impressions, gunshots, curses and screams kept coming.

These memories are meaningless. Alva could see similar scenes every day when he was in Comoros, so he didn’t even know whether the memory he saw happened to him here. In the end, Alva

I also gave up thinking.

He suddenly leaned his head against the carriage of the floating car. He raised his head and looked up at the sky above him. The false sun in the webway hung high above his head. Alva looked at the sunlight with blurred and illusory eyes.

His thinking gradually became dull and blurred, as if he had fallen into an indistinct dream.

So when that woman appeared in front of him, Alva didn't know if she was real, but Alva just looked up at the woman in front of him. She was beautiful, with silver hair and purple eyes that made her look like an Eldar.

By all standards, they are breathtakingly beautiful.

She stood in front of Alva, holding Alva's raised head in her hands. Alva looked into her eyes, looking at this beautiful Eldar woman with a dull expression, "Are you... a goddess?"

"Yes, I am indeed." The goddess said in a beautiful voice, like a reassuring lullaby. Valva looked up at her, and his hazy eyes gradually became clearer. He gradually

After seeing the face of the goddess in front of him clearly, her face gradually emerged from the mosaic-like blur.

"Are you here to save me?" "Maybe." "Will you take me to heaven? Like in the legend, to the Garden of Eden of Isha. I hope you are the goddess of the Ark Eldar, not,

our."

Alva coughed as he spoke, and blood coughed out from his mouth and sprayed on the corner of his mouth. The woman smiled and gently wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with her fingers. She stroked Alva's cheek, and the warmth came from the palm of her hand.

Suddenly, Alva's heart became calm and peaceful.

"I am not the Blood Goddess of the Dark Eldar Tribe." She said and her face gradually came closer. Alva looked at her with a silly smile, as if waiting for a beautiful encounter. In the blurred vision, the goddess's face got closer and closer.

It gradually became clearer.

"But I am not the god of the Ark Eldar Tribe, but the god of all the Eldar Tribes, the god born from all of you." She said as she held up Alva's head, and her face finally appeared clearly in the

In front of Alva, the latter looked at her with a silly smile, but gradually Alva's smile changed from happiness to stiffness, from stiffness to shock, and finally turned into utter fear.

He watched the beautiful goddess in front of him gradually change her appearance. She was still beautiful, but she turned into a beauty that would make any spirit race despair. The red lips under the purple eyes were smiling, and the slender and curled tongue was

Spreading out from behind her lips, curved horns sprouted from her forehead.

Alva looked at the wing on one side with eyes filled with fear. It was a slowly unfolding membrane wing, with crystal-like purple wing bones attached to it, supporting the wing to slowly open.

Alva turned his eyes and looked at the "goddess" in front of him in horror. The latter was holding his face with a snake-like smile on her lips, "I will take you to "heaven", where all of you belong."

place."

She smiled and stabbed her claws into Alva's temple. As the claws penetrated, Alva screamed. His body shook violently, and his hands and legs twitched wildly on the ground.

His body was swinging around desperately in front of the goddess, but his head was tightly grasped by the goddess.

Alshan's eyes, ears, and mouth all ejected pale light. Amid the primitive fear that invaded the deepest part of his soul, Alva's screams became long and painful, and finally stopped after a struggle.

, his mummified face was released by the claws and he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

The goddess stood in front of the dry and drained corpse. She raised the thing in her hand and carefully appreciated the white smoke in her hand with a smile. In the smoke, Alva's screaming face existed in it.

He followed the smoke flying around in his palms, desperately trying to escape, but he could not leave the palms of his hands no matter what.

She happily admired Alva's extremely fearful soul. He could feel himself falling into endless void, could feel the bone-crushing fear, and the ensuing scream of despair made Lilith enjoy it very much.

"Lily, what is your low-level evil interest? Torturing people who are dying?" Vito stood aside and asked with raised eyebrows. Lilith smiled and held up the soul. She tilted her head and admired the screams.

face with a cheerful smile.

"The more desperate and fearful the soul is, the more delicious it is. Just like the Dark Eldar will torture others to extract soul essence, they can also be purified in this way."

Lilith said and crushed the soul violently. Alva's scream echoed in the real world for the last time, and then dissipated in the clenched palm, and everything was completely silent.

Vito raised his eyebrows slightly. He looked at Lilith raising her head, taking a deep breath as if enjoying it, and then exhaling the breath again with great joy. She lowered her head and looked at Vito with one hand on her hip.

, "It's a pity that the remaining souls are no longer so delicious. They have been dead for too long and their souls have become thin."

Vito looked around at the mess around him. He leaned down and observed an Eldar corpse lying face down on the ground in front of him, "But you will still take their souls away, right? Bring them back to the Demon Realm of Slaanesh to devour."

"

"Fly legs are also meat. I won't eat them, but they can also be used to water the flowers in the Demonic Garden to make them grow more lush." ​​Lilith happily walked over on tiptoes.

After she took a few steps, her body also changed. After a purple halo flashed, Lilith transformed into the image of Judge Lilith when she and Vito went on adventures before, wearing a black corset and leather pants.

Showing off her perfect figure vividly and delicately, one end of the cross-body belt is hung on her graceful waist, and the other side is pressed against her thighs that are stretched extremely tight by tight pants.

Lilith bent down and came close to Vito, looking at the corpse lying on the ground with him. "He was killed by the Eldar people, right?"

Lilith asked as she looked at the bullet holes on the corpse. Vito nodded slightly. He also observed that there were huge holes in the back of the Eldar. The flesh and blood in it had been burnt, and the entire hole was full of holes.

Traces of scorch.

With his rich experience, Vito could immediately tell that the wound was not caused by the Eldar tearing gun. If it were caused by the tearing gun, the entire wound would be in a state of decay, and the flesh and blood would be slowly destroyed bit by bit in the strong acid.

Devour, causing the person hit to die in pain after a long period of torture, which is very consistent with the style of the Dark Eldar.

But this wound is not the case. Its penetrating wound is very clean. There is no unnecessary pain in killing him with one shot. Vito gestured the size of the wound with his fingers wearing power armor, but then he discovered that the fingers of the power armor were

It is too thick and cannot be used to estimate the width of bullet holes.

Vito sighed, then he turned his head and looked at a small display window on his neck. As Vito's fingers clicked inside the power armor, soon the chest of the golden armor he was wearing moved toward the two sides.

It slides sideways and contracts, then quickly pushes out and pops out.

An exit was opened in the chest part of the golden power armor, and the armor on the torso was also neatly opened outwards. The armor that opened and closed was like a neat double door, with a pair of symmetrical wings spread out on both sides.

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Vito pulled out his legs from the armor and was at the edge of the operation cabin. After pulling out his arms from the soft openings in the huge shoulder armor, he jumped down. Vito landed in front of the huge power armor and stretched out

After stretching his limbs, he squatted down. He squatted in front of the Eldar corpse and measured the radius of the wound with his fingers.

Beside him, Lilith put her hands behind her back, stood on tiptoes, and stuck her head out to look inside the powered armor, "Wow, your power armor is quite convenient to wear."

"It was modified by the craftsmen of the Golden Tower. It seems to be modified according to the wearing mode of Thor's power armor. It should be the old bastard who asked them to modify it like this. He knows that compared to the extremely troublesome wearing method of the Space Marines, I

I still prefer the autonomous wear mode of Thor Power Armor."

"Indeed, this is indeed much more convenient." Lilith poked her head out from the edge of the armor, and she looked at the operating cabin space inside.

Rather than saying that this is a piece of power armor, it is better to say that it has been changed into some kind of individual mecha, a small power armor that is smaller in size but has a higher level of technological concentration. It is no longer like a space warrior.

, it also needs to wear its own body to bear its weight and movement, but is completely driven by the support structure of the armor itself, the motion energy motor, and the exoskeleton transmission device to move forward.

Lilith clasped her hands behind her back and looked around at the dim interior space structure, "Well, let's see, there are soft cushions, human adaptive sponges, cushioning layers, and even a constant temperature air conditioner? It seems like there are a lot more inside.

As for the comfort design, it seems like your brother has thought quite carefully about it for you."

"Maybe, at least after ten thousand years, he finally understood the practicality of weapons, not only in terms of power, but also in terms of whether the user can use it smoothly and comfortably." Vito said, looking at the Eldar corpses on the ground.

He gently turned it over and looked at the face that was bruised and swollen after hitting the ground.

But the ruined appearance was no longer important to this Eldar. His godless pale eyes were completely dead in front of him, and there was a high probability that he would not suddenly jump up to surprise Vito.

"Then can anyone run around wearing your power armor? I just want to go in and try it. I have always been curious about what the Emperor's armor feels like."

Lilith said that she had already started to climb in, but as soon as she stepped on the edge of the cockpit, Vito grabbed her ankle with a backhand and pulled her down, "No, you will be wearing it for a while, and it will be full of charm."

The smell of demons is gone, I don’t know how to explain it to Guilliman when I return to Terra.”

"You guys are so boring, but okay." Lilith said and jumped down. She moved her arms and looked around at the Dark Eldar corpses. Vito, squatting in front of him, jumped from the Dark Eldar corpses.

He took out a badge from his arms, which was a unique badge imprint.

Vito looked at the medal in his hand. It looked like it was specially made. He raised his head and glanced at the body of the Eldar sitting on the paralyzed floating car on the side. His chest was shot several times by some kind of firearm.

holes, and the floating car behind him was also punched with several bullet holes.

Vito noticed that the Eldar also wore an identical medal on his jacket. He raised the medal consisting of three scimitars, and Vito compared it with the logo on the aerial vehicle. Its logo

Almost exactly the same.

"These Eldar are members of a plundering gang. It seems that they were ambushed when they came to this planet to resupply and rest after plundering somewhere." Vito said and put down the medal in his hand.

While receiving the medal, he noticed Magnus on the other side of the float vehicle.

He was investigating alone on the edge of the ambush scene, looking lonely and silent. Vito watched as he walked to the side of a sunken Eldar raider ship, with countless bullet holes in the hull.

A corpse lay scattered inside and outside the ship.

Vito squatted on the ground, put one hand on his knee and looked at Magnus walking beside the boat. Lilith, who was beside him, crossed her arms and slightly tilted her head to look at Vito, "How on earth are you getting along with this?"

Are you coming to this hellish place? Loyalists and traitors are acting together, so you don't have to worry about being regarded as a heretic."

"I am the boss of the Tribunal, who says I am a heretic?" Vito smiled and stood up. Lilith stood beside him with her hands in her arms, looking at him jokingly, and then glanced at Mage in the distance.

Nus.
To be continued...