Infinite Metaverse

In the lower cabin of the Abominable Worm.

When Fu Qihai found that the dazzling white light surrounding him had just turned on and then went out.

He knew something was wrong.

The signal of the communication channel is not good now, and Fu Qihai can't judge what went wrong.

Fu Qihai stood where he was, and began to think deeply.

The only possibility he could think of was that the enemy had ambushed other warships on the back of the planet, and the enemy warships raided the Sosaran that was parked in orbit, which made the teleportation impossible.

But besides the Sosaran, there was also the White Scar's Dagger on the track.

Forget it, don't want to.

Fu Qihai put aside distracting thoughts, calmed down, and continued to walk forward.

Come on, let's explore first to see what is in this bottom cabin.

Fu Qihai walked to the first cubicle with iron pillars surrounded by a magnetic field, and Fu Qihai was surprised to find that there was a woman kneeling inside.

A tall, slender red-haired woman in white body armor, with her hands bound behind her back, her legs separated and kneeling forward on the ground.

A head of striking fiery red hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of his head.

The pale light above her head shone straight down, her head was lowered, her face was hidden in a dark shadow, she knelt there motionless, unable to see her expression clearly.

Eldar...

Fu Qihai stared at the pointed ears protruding from the woman's fiery red hair.

Is this dead?

Fu Qihai put the power long knife that had not activated the cracking force field behind the iron fence, and the tip of the knife picked up the spirit woman's chin.

A pair of cold eyes looked at him.

"Does it look good, human?"

Fu Qinghai nodded, "It's pretty nice."

This spirit woman has moon-white skin, straight eyebrows, a pointed chin, and a pointed nose. There are two blood-red tooth-shaped battle lines painted on her cheeks, and an inverted "Ψ" symbol connected by a triangle on her forehead. .

Fu Qihai withdrew the powered long knife, and asked in a little surprise: "You can speak Low Gothic?"

According to their appearance, they are at most nineteen or twenty years old, but the lifespan of the spirit race is not as long as that of human beings, and they may be hundreds of years old.

The spirit girl still stared at Fu Qihai coldly, obviously not intending to answer his question.

Fu Qihai shrugged and asked again:

"Where's your weapon?"

The spirit race girl was taken aback when she heard the words, and blurted out in surprise:

"You want to release me?"

Fu Qihai said: "If I ask, you just answer, don't answer questions with questions."

I'm not used to your stinking problem... Fu Qihai thought to himself.

It is rumored that the Aeldari are very proud. They also once dominated the galaxy. In their eyes, human beings are just erect apes on a blue planet tens of thousands of years ago, and they have no regard for the human empire at all.

Listening to Fu Qihai's indifferent tone, Miss Lingzu gritted her teeth and said in a low voice:

"Locked in the bulkhead behind you."

Fu Qihai turned around, and the folded mechanical arm behind his back opened and raised with his thoughts. The scorching jet of the welding torch slashed across the bulkhead, and the large pliers clamped and pulled, and a hidden compartment was opened.

Inside lay three things quietly.

A strangely shaped bone-white helmet, a strangely shaped pistol, and a long, thin knife with a curved point.

Sure enough, this Spirit Race girl is a Howling Banshee.

The Howling Banshee is a unique warrior species of the Ark Eldar, specializing in high-agility melee combat. It may not be as good as the Star Warrior in terms of brute force and defense, but it is even better in terms of skill and speed.

Each of these tribal fighters who believe in the god of war of the Eldar race, Bloody Kane, is an efficient killing machine.

As for the reason why the Word Bearers want to lock this Eldar girl here, Fu Qihai, who has witnessed the altar of the slaughterhouse, wants to know with his toes.

Unlike human beings who have only one psyker out of tens of millions of people, everyone in the Ada Spirit Race is a psyker, but their talents vary.

It's much easier to catch the Eldar to make sacrifices than to pick out psykers from the vast sea of ​​people. As long as you have the ability to catch them, you can catch a psyker.

"Turn around." Fu Qihai ordered.

Under the temptation of freedom, the spirit girl moved her knee obediently, and turned her back to Fu Chenghai.

Fu Qihai powered his long knife into the steel fence, raised the tip of the knife, and a faint blue light flashed, and the restraint on the wrist of the spirit girl was broken smoothly.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you after I get the equipment?" The spirit girl, whose hands were free, stood up and asked coldly.

She is so tall... Fu Qihai looked at this spirit woman who stood at least two meters tall, and Fu Qihai, who was used to looking down at ordinary people, had the feeling of being at the same level as others for the first time.

In contrast to her height, the Eldar are very slender, but it is said that the quality of their muscle fibers is far superior to that of humans.

"Why did you kill me?" Fu Qihai asked seriously.

"Good question." The Spirit Race girl said with obvious sarcasm in her tone, "I also want to ask why you humans attack us for no reason."

It can be seen from the term "alien" in the name of aliens that the human empire is a very xenophobic and conservative country. The human empire is hostile to all non-human races. Other grotesque humanoid creatures are collectively referred to as "alien" in the human empire.

Before Robert Guilliman signed an alliance agreement with the Prophet of the Eldar, the attitude of each territory of the human empire to the wandering Ark Eldar was to attack and expel them.

Fu Qihai said: "You should ask the Terra Council, which can truly represent the human empire, or any star area lord, instead of asking me."

After saying that, Fu Qinghai threw a pistol, a long knife and a helmet into the prison compartment.

The spirit girl looked at the pile of equipment thrown in front of her, and couldn't believe that Fu Qihai actually returned her equipment to herself. She looked up at the space warrior in front of her, and asked in puzzlement:

"You are very different from other humans I have met... What is your purpose of saving me?"

Fu Qinghai took off his helmet, spread his arms and said:

"First of all, I have no prejudice against other alien races, good-looking Miss Eldar. Secondly, I just think that we currently, temporarily, have a common enemy, don't we?"

"You were brought here captive by the Space Marines of the Word Bearers, and I know what will become of you, as a sacrifice to be used by them to summon warp demons."

"And it just so happens that my enemies are also these traitors. The enemies of my enemies are friends. At least at this moment, we have common interests."

Fu Qinghai gave a well-founded explanation.

Fu Qinghai felt that his persuasion was very logical and reasonable. He had always considered himself a reasonable person.

The stinky habit of being arrogant and arrogant as mentioned above is just a negotiation technique of suppressing first and then promoting. After all, everyone knows that there is no way out if you just act like a licking dog.

In order to increase his persuasiveness and affinity, he even took off his helmet like Talal did when negotiating with mortals.

Talal once told Fu Qihai that mortals would feel nervous and anxious when they saw Astartes cultivators talking to themselves through a loudspeaker through a hideous and cold helmet. Taking off the helmet to reveal their face would help relieve them of this tension.

Fu Qinghai's only worry is that this Spirit Tribe woman is also a woman.

As we all know, women are not very reasonable creatures, regardless of race.

Facing Fu Qinghai's sincere speech, the spirit girl nodded slowly, then squatted down and started to put on her equipment.

Fu Qinghai quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

If she still remembers the previous conflicts and conflicts with the Ark Fleet of the Spirit Race and the Human Empire that she was in, then Fu Qihai's behavior is causing trouble for herself.

A howling banshee is not a soldier that can be dismissed easily, and it will inevitably require another fierce battle.

The most important thing is that he has never learned about the howling banshees in actual combat, and has no idea what cunning methods they have.

The spirit girl put on what Fu Qinghai thought was a helmet, but was actually a mask.

This is a bone-white long mask with a tall helmet extending upwards from the forehead. The back of the mask is decorated with brown-red hair like a lion's mane. The faceplate is hideous goggles and an enlarged horizontal grille breathing valve , Fu Qihai heard that this breathing valve is a loudspeaker, together with the psionic amplifier installed in the helmet top, it releases the psionic shriek of the howling banshee, shocking the minds of the enemies.

The Eldar girl put on a mask, picked up a pistol and a long knife, and transformed from an iceberg-type ethereal beauty into a ferocious warrior.

A blue electric arc that cracked the force field flashed on the slender long knife, and the iron pillar of the prison was cut through with one stroke.

The masked spirit girl glanced at Fu Qinghai, turned around and walked out.

"Hey, where are you going?" Fu Qinghai couldn't help but ask.

He wanted to remind the Eldar woman who had been locked in the dungeon that the transport ship was now parked on a deserted planet.

"You don't need to worry about it." The Eldar girl's voice was filtered through the loudspeaker and became hard and rough, regardless of gender.

After saying that, the howling banshee warrior tapped her toes and disappeared into the dark passage.

Well, let's not talk about committing ourselves to each other... Faced with the spirit tribe girl's heartless behavior of being indifferent to the life-saving kindness, Fu Qinghai shrugged helplessly.

At least he gave the Word Bearers some trouble.

Then Fu Qinghai put on his helmet, turned around and walked to the next prison compartment.

Let me come to Kangkang and tell me what is being locked up here.

At this moment, Fu Qinghai felt as if he was opening a blind box.

The next compartment contained a skeleton.

Oh...Is he already dead? Excuse me.

Fu Qinghai went to the next compartment.

Several prison cells in a row were empty.

In the last prison cell, Fu Qinghai saw an old woman dressed in commoners sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Hearing Fu Qinghai's footsteps, the old woman raised her head and looked at Fu Qinghai with a kind smile.

Fu Qinghai's face in the helmet was tense and he frowned.

"Who are you?"

This is a transport ship of the Traitor Space Marine Legion, a low-level prison cell where special prisoners are held by a group of evil and cruel Chaos Space Marines.

Here, an old woman appeared.

This kind of scene feels weird and scary just thinking about it.

"I am Agu, Aguela Graham. You can also call me Prophet Agu, young man." The old woman in commoner clothes smiled kindly.

Fu Qinghai thought, I am wearing a helmet, how do you know I am a young man...

He is also a "prophet", and he is becoming more and more awesome.

Fu Qinghai looked at the old woman carefully to confirm that she was not some alien creature disguised as a human.

"This... uh, old man, why are you being held here by them?"

The old woman smiled and said, "Who said I was locked up here?"

Um? What's the meaning?

Fu Qihai was taken aback for a moment, then, he came to his senses and stretched out his hand to push lightly on the iron fence.

"Squeak..." With a soft sound, the cell door opened.

The cell door was unlocked, which meant that the old woman stayed here voluntarily?

Fu Qihai took a step back slowly, and the cracking force field on the power long knife started with a "buzz".

"Who are you?" Fu Qihai asked in a deep voice.

The old woman said with a smile: "I said it, I am the prophet Agu, I came here guided by the prophecy, which told me that a new existence that would attract the attention of the four gods of the subspace was about to be born on this planet, so I came gone."

After a specious and confusing speech, the old woman changed the subject and said:

"Hehe, you don't need to be so nervous, and you don't need to waste time on me, an old man. I have already seen that your commander is in a difficult battle. Go and help him, hehehe."

Fu Qihai frowned and retreated slowly with a serious expression. He was not sure what this nagging old woman was, so it was always right to be vigilant.

Did she mean that Frajos was struggling? Or is it referring to Wo Kuo Tai in space orbit?

Fu Qihai decided to ignore this mysterious old woman and go out to have a look.

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