Chapter 831 [273] Shooting Insects

Chapter 831 [273.] Shoot the insects

"I seem to hear Makado cursing..."

When Hades's voice sounded in Tarasin's ears in countless times, Endless was too lazy to flash the green light in his pupils.

"Is that so? Congratulations, this proves that you are finally going crazy, Hades, or I'll say it another way, this proves that you are about to become a crazy fool like Star God."

The Endless Man said, commanding his fleet to continue shooting bugs, the endless bugs... It also goes crazy, allowing its personality to sink into the code's takeover.

Perhaps because they felt the breath of the outsiders, the already commotion swarm became even more crazy. The attack from Terron never stopped. They had fought 158 ​​Terras in a row.

The time doesn't seem to be long, but the problem is that the attack intensity of the swarm is too high, so high that it is unimaginable. Here, the dead Tyron pulls out alone in every second is enough to fight another revelation.

Countless biomass remains floating in the void irregularly. There are too many of them, so a strange spherical garbage river has formed in space. The rippling body fluids are flashing with the light of explosions from a distance, but they are so strange that they are The explosion and the impact of the bullet pushed away, and after moving away from the battlefield, it solidified due to the low temperature, becoming a solidified river.

Hades cannot see these peculiar, biomass-like rivers.

Because Tyron, who had been one after another, blocked his vision.

The Tyrons have evolved again, allowing their limbs and weapons to adapt to low-temperature and gravity-free environments as much as possible. Compared with space ships, these Tyrons are more like insects moving independently in the void, but they can be very short-lived. Update your tactical tasks within time.

The ant colony does not want their target to leave.

If the sound could be heard, the lonely and silent universe had already been noisy at this moment like a thousand supernovae exploded, like a singer under the knees of Slaines singing together.

The crowded Tyrons were trembling and rubbing their bodies and intestines. The dazzling bioplasm was shining brightly in the huge mouth that had been torn to the limit. After hundreds of millions of roars, they all looked towards the targets designated by the insect swarm. Point launch.

There, the swarms of insects that went to intercept were flashing, and they all gave up communication in the subspace, so each Tyron was so eye-catching. In order to ensure normal communication, there were hundreds of extremely bright colors that could not be recognized by the naked eye. It flows rapidly on Tyron's body, like a Sherlock Holmes code, conveying strategic information in milliseconds.

If you look farther, you will see a large cluster of stars that are as big as a small satellite and bright as a sunny one.

But if you look closely, you will find that the tentacles and fangs of countless creatures that are squirming, billions of them are flashing with different lights, and the light flashes with different frequencies, forming this celestial body.

Even if there is no chaotic pollution on it, this level of light pollution of the celestial body is enough to cause a rift in the mind of a staunch warrior.

In the dimension of subspace, you will also see this star body shining brightly. Each Tyron has a organ connected to subspace and highly affinity with subspace. It is only used to interfere with Pluto, but does not have it. Remaining features.

Even if the organ explodes and inactivates as soon as it approaches Pluto, the purpose of Tyrons is here to consume the energy of the star god as much as possible.

There is a small cavity in the center of this celestial body, and in the dimension of space, a violent pure black arc roars among them.

The miracle of the star magic that countless Tyrons coveted.

In extreme heat, drops of metal drops slowly grew from the armor and His sickle, growing bigger like a ripe fruit on the branches, floating slowly away from the treetops again. These metal drops were completely dark and quiet. The earth hangs around Him.

"Terron tried to balance the magnetic field with the electric field - the gravitational field was locked - Tarasin!"

The feeling that displeasing Him came from the outside world, Tyron was trying to disrupt His physical control,

In the distance, Tarasin, the endless, could not help him clear out the airspace that disturbed the insects. The neatly arranged narwhal ships were silent. They were originally used for large-scale over-distance migration of insect swarms. variety.

But now, these narwhal ships newly produced by the swarm, with some evolution in their capabilities, have joined the war. They are entangled above their heads, and the thin and long thorns are resonating with the gravity of the combat galaxy. , interfere with and restrain the star god and the endless line as much as possible.

"I know! I've found a few locations for their deployment points."

The Endless Man shouted, snapping his fingers, and in the silent command room of the space undead, one of the millions of different coordinate points jumped on its head flashed red instantly.

‘…? ! …? …! ! ! ’

In the distant star field, a dissonant commotion suddenly came between the narwhale fleets that were concentrating on communicating the gravity of the galaxy. The strange friction sound and subspace flashed between the insect clusters, but then—

Their white and purple chitin shells reflect the falling sun.

Without any warning, its stars began to collapse in this deserted galaxy that had been eaten by the Terrons.

At a speed that the swarm cannot escape.

The burning fireball was rapidly shrinking, and the hot shock wave carrying a huge amount of heavy material could be seen from the center of the galaxy.

Before they arrived, the huge heat had already melted the narwhal warships that were crowded together to interfere with the gravitational field as much as possible, like taro-flavored ice cream in summer, revealing their intricate meat and sausage organs inside.

The Tyranids were still twitching, and their instincts made them try to escape outward, but before they turned around, the real shock wave had arrived.

The next moment, a rough electronic sound rang out, and the bright red dot exploded into a small electronic pixel firework with a snap, and then disappeared on the green galaxy map of the Necrons.

"BINGGO!!!"

Taraxin shouted, and the next moment, on the galaxy map in front of it, fifty-three dots representing galaxies turned red.

"Bang!"

Fifty-three crimson fireworks exploded, symbolizing the non-existence of fifty-three galaxies.

"I really hope there are worm mothers in these galaxies, but it seems there aren't."

Tarasim slapped his thigh in frustration. As usual, if he cleared ten galaxies in one go, he would need to report to the Silent King. According to the Necrons' war ethics protection regulations, this requires layers of approval.

But now-no, of course it doesn't need these.

"Ah! I feel a little bit like returning to the War in Heaven."

The Endless muttered to himself, but it didn't leave itself too much time to sigh. The scepter in his hand issued a command signal again.

"Are you starting to miss the war, Endless?"

The low inhuman voice of Hades sounded, and millions of black metal tears floated around him, forming a perfect, evenly distributed sphere.

"But I think it's almost time for us to retreat."

One thought.

In the space where the dark thunder roared, millions of extremely thin black lines were launched from the center of the sphere, and then sank into the endless, densely packed light-polluted Tyranid flesh mass surrounding him.

There was no sound, everything was still silent.

From the outside, the outer side of the spherical Tyranid swarm that wrapped around Pluto was like thousands of thin black needles that suddenly appeared and pierced the swarm.

A nanosecond of freeze.

Dim, the Tyranid's originally extremely shining shell suddenly dimmed, and the magnificent, colorful hall was suddenly blown out by people, and it became gray layer by layer, with the sticky liquid condensed by the cold on the small wounds on the chitinous shell.

Originally a star that was so dazzling in the galaxy, in an instant, it was like a light bulb with insufficient energy, dimming, leaving only a weak fluorescence like residual heat.

But the wisdom of the ant colony has not yet ended.

Immediately afterwards - the next moment - the biochemical reaction brought by death was triggered, and there was no longer a warning of light on the surface of the body, and the explosions accumulated from the inside out were screaming.

! ! !

The explosion, far more uniform and hotter than before, lit up the celestial body again, making it far brighter than the sun.

The explosion of the explosion was silent, accompanied by the huge shock caused by the group in the subspace again, and each move was directed at the hunted star god.

"..."

The black needles that were previously "pierced" on the Tyranid celestial body suddenly turned into black silk of the star god Night Embrace, connecting with each other, like the hand of the god of death,

tightly wrapping the exploding planet, not allowing a trace of biomass to be blown to the outside world by the impact of the explosion, but letting it be consumed as much as possible in the explosion.

The tactics of the Tyranids are to consume the energy of Pluto as much as possible, while Pluto's tactics are to make the Tyranids lose biomass as much as possible.

The explosion caused by the Tyranids lasted for ten minutes. Ten minutes later, in the gaps on the outermost side mixed with charred carbonized biomass, black flames burst out and continued to lick the biomass.

But before the biomass was completely burned, before the explosion ended, a new round of Tyranids had already rushed over. Regardless of the licking of the flames, the swarm frantically threw the biomass that could still be recycled into the distance, and then squeezed into the deeper part of the celestial body again.

"Fenus informed me that although they have not yet connected with the Human Empire and engaged in battle with the Greenskins, they are close enough to the Human Empire that they can transport reinforcements to us through the Warp - although the Warp connection is extremely unstable."

"Received! Received!"

The Endless leaned forward and looked at the holographic map in front of his console.

"Let me see - on the way of strategic retreat, we have a 98% chance of encountering orcs and a 61.2% chance of running into the Silent King's army."

"But I think you're right, we should run - unless you want to meet the Outer One in person and chat with Him."

"...I'm not interested yet."

The green light in front of the command desk fell on the face of the Endless, floating a layer of halo, and the Endless was thoughtful.

"I'd like to see the Outer again..."

This Necromancer with a good memory seemed to be lost in memories again.

During the War in Heaven, the Outer was not the most brutal and absurd one among the complete Star Gods. On the contrary, the Outer was kinder than the other Star Gods. That's why it was sent to fight the ancient Eldar instead of facing the battlefield of the Ancient Saints.

But I didn't expect...

The character flaws of the Outer were used by the Eldar Laughing God Xi Gaoqi. Xi Gaoqi built an illusion. In the joke of the Laughing God, the Outer accidentally ate friendly forces and personally devoured several small Star Gods who fought with him.

When the Outer woke up from the illusion of the Laughing God, he only saw the laughing Xi Gaoqi and the fragmented corpses of his own people floating in the void.

The Outer Ones fell into endless madness, fled the battlefield, and exiled themselves from the galaxy.

But what happened next was far more absurd than the illusion constructed by the God of Laughter. The Star Gods were deceived by the Deceivers, and began to fight and devour each other because of the pursuit of power.

The Outer Ones who exiled themselves from the galaxy because of devouring their own kind, and the Night Holders and Burners who actively chose to devour...

The Endless Ones sighed in their hearts. Maybe this was a joke from the galaxy. Those who pursued power were torn apart, and those who exiled themselves were completely crazy; Trazyn seemed to have realized the truth of this galaxy. The more a race pursued something, the more it wanted it.

The Death-fearing Ones who pursued health died completely, the Eldar who pursued unruly died at the feet of Slaanesh, and the Humans who emphasized unity and loyalty the most were torn into so many different factions - perhaps only the Greenskins got what they wanted, which was war.

"We have tried our best."

Trazyn knocked on his head, and the metal fingers made a sound of bells on the metal head.

"I think the biomass that Tyran lost here far exceeds the total amount they lost in their previous attacks on the Milky Way."

He looked out the porthole, his eyes passed over the ancient black star-like Star God Pluto, and fell on the base planet behind the Star God that was slowly collapsing. On it, countless white and purple Tyrans seemed to have covered the surface of the planet with a layer of shimmering scales--

They tempted Tyran to occupy that planet so that they could use it as a short-distance supply of biomass, but in fact they were ready to abandon that planet from the very beginning. With Trazyn's invincible short-distance teleportation skills, all the troops Tyran invested in it were in vain.

"Prepare to retreat, I will follow."

The unclear voice came again, and Trazyn sighed like anthropomorphic. The next moment, the fleet that was gliding through the swarms like a scalpel turned around immediately, as if it regarded inertia as nothing.

With fifteen groups of ships as a group, the fleet of the Endless began to change in some way. The ships spread out, leaving space, and in this space, the space began to tremble.

Tens of seconds later, countless ships of the Human Empire appeared in Trazyn's fleet.

During this period, except for the necessary ship paint and flags, the ships of the Human Empire and the Necrons were already indistinguishable from each other. Hades required his troops to have the most advanced technology, and the fact is that the most advanced technology came from the Necrons.

Hades's transformation of the Necrons technology was also copied by Trazyn.

"How do you plan to fight next?"

After the response was successful, Trazyn blew a whistle.

"..."

"Kill."

An unclear voice sounded, and it was obvious that someone was too angry to kill the bugs.

"Still not enough."

Trazyn coughed, and a black star god seemed to realize the importance of strength -

But no matter how strong the single power is, it cannot directly face the joint stranglehold of multiple races such as the Silent King and the Tyranids.

However, in this situation, no matter who it is, they will have the urge to why they can't be stronger! Strong! Dominant!

Of course, Trazyn wouldn't. It never pursued excessive power. The Endless hummed a tune and had already set the strategic retreat destination for this trip.

"We have five stars for supply on the retreat route, but I still suggest you save energy."

When the superluminal travel began, Trazyn felt that he had turned into a beam of light. Behind the fleet of the Endless, the galaxy began to collapse along with the Zerg fleeing in all directions.

Seven minutes later, the knocking sound of a black star god came from the bulkhead of the ship where Trazyn was commanding at superluminal speed.

Trazyn turned his head and saw the twisting invisible darkness outside the porthole. It seemed that Hades was grinning at it - well, maybe so, Trazyn couldn't tell.