Chapter 554 Transfer Order and Conversation

"The mission failed, we can prepare to evacuate."

The new prophet representative Isani said to Arsdin, who did not answer, but stared at the gate of the warship in a trance.

Sporadic Eldar airships were gathering, and then formed small teams to return to the warship.

Their trajectory was no different from that of the warriors who went out to fight in the ancient times tens of thousands of years ago.

But now that the entire Eldar Empire has fallen, this almost eternal picture, in the eyes of the two Eldar who are also on the path of prophecy, also shows a certain eternal meaning.

"I didn't expect it to be you."

Arsdin said to Isani, and the new prophet turned his head slightly, showing her slender neck in a beautiful arc under the light.

The age difference between the two is a hundred years, but this is not an insurmountable gap in the long life of the Eldar;

And Isani's dazzling talent and achievements among her peers since birth are also a driving force for Arsdin to embark on the path of prophecy.

Arsteen had not expected that the successor appointed by the Council of Prophets would be this senior who had been fighting near the Eye of Terror for many years;

But fortunately, his condition was stable at this time, and he was not as panicked as when he caused a disaster with the power of the Council of Prophets.

No, he was calmer and more composed.

Silver aura shone from his eyes, and it was gathering more and more with time.

The cold blood flowed through his body, making him feel indescribably wanton when he roamed in the etheric ocean.

He grew up, because the omnipresent unborn who had troubled him for a long time in the subspace became less arrogant after some changes occurred in his body.

The stability brought by this change made Arsteen subconsciously believe that his soul construction had made great progress.

The etheric ocean was responding to him and obeying him, without any weirdness and darkness in the past;

The powerful force was responding to him and obeying him, so that those demons also retreated.

This is not normal, but for any life in the warp, normality is the biggest illusion.

But vigilance always exists.

So he repeatedly examined his soul, but did not find any signs of being polluted and changed by chaos.

He tirelessly reconstructed his thinking logic, and did not find any flaws or tampered details in any thoughts.

He is still the same Alsteen, but there are new changes.

Originally Alsteen was a standard academic, based on the arrogance of knowledge and clumsiness in combat, which almost made him unable to go to the front line.

But after the accident, Alsteen found that his mentality became more and more calm.

Even after the conflict with the tribe warriors who supervised him, he "angrily" went to the front alone.

Is it really angry? Of course not.

Anger is just Alsteen's appearance, and cold thinking is his essence now.

His real purpose was to verify some conjectures with the simplest battle after discovering the changes in his body;

And the development of things was just as he expected. After the emergence of such a powerful force, he also had a completely different understanding of real fighting.

His combat consciousness became calmer and more composed with the blessing of his mentality.

In several cases of being alone, Alsteen killed his opponents with spells that were previously ignored.

Stand Sword, a weapon that was defined as rough and ugly in the eyes of Alsteen.

Now it seems to have life in his hands, and the seemingly thin body is blessed with various enhancement effects.

This battlefield rookie who is considered a dying man in the eyes of the tribe warriors can actually use a stand sword to achieve a ranger-like effect.

The empire's rebels, the corrupted corpse tide, the heavily armored subspecies giants, and even some solitary Chaos wizards and Astartes.

Alsteen's first battle on the ground was completed by killing these targets.

And in the simple but intensive battle, the advantages of low consumption and fast response of the spell-like were infinitely magnified.

After strangling a 100-man army alone, Alsteen was able to rescue his own people who were besieged by a group of fallen Astartes from a small church.

Of course, there was a battle with the Chaos Wizard, which was a real threat - a psychic manipulator who was corrupted in the form of an Astartes.

And his resistance to corruption and his always cold mind helped him win again.

The enemy's fantasy and curse could not obscure his vision, and the silver-flamed stand sword in his hand easily pierced the energy barrier of the Chaos Wizard.

Similar battles took place several times, and Alsteen also relied on these battles to successfully rebuild his prestige among the front-line rangers.

Even before Ethania arrived in Farr, this waste who was once jokingly called "Moira of Uswe" by the front-line warriors had become a rising star on the Eldar front.

ps: (Moira Heg - one of the gods of the Eldar, the wife of the Blood God Cain, she is the creator of the Crone Sword, but as the price of forging the sword, she lost her palm, well, here specifically refers to the waste without hands.) -

"I didn't expect it..." Ethania replied with a smile, and her memories of Arsteen's previous deeds ended here.

She looked at this somewhat unfamiliar "brother" seriously for a long time, and then said after her eyes touched his "silver pupils":

"The atmosphere in Happy Valley is too cold, so I am not used to the warmth here."

"Isn't it always like this?" Alsteen asked, and then pressed his hands to the pouch on his waist.

That was the spice used for meditation, and it was also a euphemism for the "prophets" to end the conversation.

"Well..." Isaniah frowned slightly, somewhat confused about the change in attitude of this junior.

But she still didn't take it as an offense, just thinking that he was too tired after the battle.

"Then just say it? The adults at home are very worried about you, they are worried about your current state..."

"What do you think?"

Alsteen opened his body, and the complex language constructed by his body and words expressed his frankness to Isaniah.

"Oh... you are very good, better than I thought."

Isaniah smiled softly, expressing her approval of her junior.

He may have been too naive in the first half of the mission, but he still made up for his reputation with the battle in the second half.

This kind of growth is something she is happy to see.

After completing the review task given by the Ark World, she also took out another appointment to Arsdin in a happy mood:

"Go to Happy Valley, there are more battles and more room for growth.

The voice of the God of Laughter will bless your soul, and the path of the prophet will also give you more experience."

"Why me? You know... I failed." Arsdin asked calmly.

He didn't think that his performance in this mission was worthy of praise, so he didn't understand why he was sent to another war zone as a commander after being relieved of his position.

"No... You didn't fail." Isanniya looked at him meaningfully, and then said to him when she turned and left:

"God bless, Iyanden's compatriots have obtained another "key", and you are here, and you have also met the person we want to see."

I'm not in a good state, so I'll take a leave. There is only one chapter today, and I will resume two chapters tomorrow.