Chapter 151: Harvest Priest

En route, Malena Skala looked around vigilantly.

The Exodite Eldar tribes living in the Triken System had been routed, but small groups still wandered, launching attacks on human territories from time to time.

Although this did not affect the development of the Triken System, it still caused not insignificant losses.

The "Harvest Priest" was even more suspicious; the strange blight on the crops at Farm No. 5 could not be resolved by either the Tech-Priest or the "Cultivator," which forced her to suspect that the Eldar were behind it.

While deep in thought, the runes of the speeder flickered, and she had arrived at Farm No. 5.

The "Cultivator" Kairui was waiting at the aircraft landing zone marked out beside the farm, and seeing Malena land, she immediately stepped forward to greet her.

"My lady."

"Kairui, lead the way; let's go look at the farm's crops."

Malena spoke, and the bronze-skinned Kairui turned to the side to lead the way.

"My lady, following your orders, I selected the oats and beets most suitable for planting here."

"The soil of this world is fertile, and the climate environment, including sunlight and moisture, is suitable for crop growth—even more so than anywhere in our homeland, the Cradle of the Sea."

"The crops had been growing well, but just three days ago, they suddenly began to wither."

The "Cultivator" frowned, speaking with confusion.

"I have always tended the fields diligently, never slacking."

"After the crops fell ill, the Tech-Priest and I tried hard to find the problem, but until now, we still haven't figured out the cause."

As they spoke, the two had already arrived at the farmland.

Kairui walked over to the seed bag, "My lady, I have prepared new seeds."

The "Harvest Priest" nodded, and she moved her long legs, walking toward the gray, withered cone-shaped crops.

She had to figure out the cause of the crops' illness first; her tea-brown pupils instantly became deep, staring at the withered crops.

Within the "Harvest Priest's" line of sight, the shape of the crops was changing, with yellow light covering the strange gray-black.

【There is indeed something strange.】

Since promoting from "Physician" to "Harvest Priest," her abilities in terms of healing had expanded, allowing her to treat diseases of plants and farmland.

"I can heal them."

The "Harvest Priest" said, preparing to begin the treatment.

Malena suddenly frowned; she sensed that creatures were approaching rapidly.

She looked at the dinosaurs galloping into her view and the Eldar on their backs, who were tall and had faces painted with wild patterns.

They held wooden spears and let out shrill shrieks.

"The culprits have arrived."

Malena said calmly, "Give me that bag of seeds."

Kairui hurriedly picked up the bag and handed it to Malena.

Seeing the two human women, the Exodite Eldar immediately scattered, surrounding them from both sides.

The "Harvest Priest" grabbed a handful of seeds directly, channeling her Spirituality to fully catalyze the life contained within them.

In an instant, a large number of vines spread rapidly in all directions, tightly binding the dinosaurs and the Exodite Eldar on their backs.

A dozen or so Exodite Eldar were taken by surprise; they immediately twisted their strong arms and began to struggle.

The vines could not restrain the strong Eldar, but the time Malena needed was already enough.

She drew a staff from behind her back, held her left hand high, and simultaneously flung out the mutated thorn vines she had carefully cultivated with her right hand.

After promoting to "Harvest Priest," in order to bring her own combat power into play, Malena had cultivated several types of special plants and carried them with her.

Psionic lightning tore through the sky, striking the tops of the Exodite Eldar's heads.

The Exodite Eldar screamed and fell from their dinosaur mounts, and at the same time, the "Harvest Priest" lifted her right foot and stomped down heavily.

Spirituality permeated through her high-heeled boots and spread into the mutated thorn vines.

The mutated thorn vines grew and spread crazily, turning in an instant from an arm-length vine into a patch of thorns, entangling the group of Eldar.

While the vines were wrapped around the dozen or so Eldar, countless thorns surged from the vines and pierced into their bodies.

"My lady, so amazing!"

Kairui widened her eyes, looking at the scene before her in amazement.

Those plants were just like a part of the lady's body, growing, entangling, and killing the enemy according to her will.

"Now is the time to treat the farmland and the crops."

After the "Harvest Priest" finished speaking, she pressed her right hand to the ground, and as her Spirituality spread, the gray-black land within thirty meters of her center gradually returned to its original brown, turning back into fertile soil.

The rye stood up again, the spikes long and thin like foxtails, the deep purple glumes round and full.

The beets planted between the rye shed their gray, withered color; the spindle-shaped taproots had annular vascular bundles forming bright red ripples in the cross-section.

While Malena was treating the farm and the crops, in the Jingjie System, the warships of the Chapter were circling the Sam-Han Craftworld in the system.

The red Craftworld was larger than his ships, but it was also faster and even more agile in its turns.

The numerical advantage of the Chapter's fleet could not be brought into play; he had changed several types of deployed ship formations—Snake Formation, Arrow Formation, Diamond Formation...

Every time, the Eldar Craftworld was like a red long snake, sweeping past at high speed through the gaps the moment before the encirclement was formed.

【Foresight!】

Through the intelligence obtained during interrogation, Howard had gained a certain degree of understanding of the Eldar.

The leadership of the Craftworld Aeldari were Farseers.

They were extremely powerful psykers among the Aeldari, using their foresight abilities to gain insight into the future, to avoid, prevent, or even manipulate various events to ensure the survival of the Eldar.

The "Inquisitor" could not help but recall the mocking words the Eldar Farseer shouted with his last strength, looking at him with hatred and blood flowing from the corners of his mouth after the Farseer collapsed and spilled the intelligence.

"Mon-keigh... even if you... find... Jingjie Star..."

"That world... will not... belong... to you..."

"Waiting... for you and... the monkey Ninglu... is only Death..."

Howard clenched his fists, his eyes filled with rage.

Howard took a deep breath, forcing himself to break free from his anger.

【The Monarch said, seize the weakness, strike the enemy!

The arrogant Eldar look down on them; arrogance is his weakness.】

Order Shadow stared intently at the holographic image with his black eyes, his brain racing as he devised a bait plan.

He opened the command communication channel and issued orders.

"Turn to 1-8-5, inclination 2."

"Frigate Orlando, turn to 3-7-1, inclination 4."

"In two hours and nineteen minutes, concentrate fire on coordinate 6-1-4."

Howard decided to cast the bait to create an opportunity to strike the Eldar.

The Capital Ship and twelve Frigates and Destroyers of the First Chapter spread out their formation, like a large net, covering the red Eldar Craftworld.

The Arbiter Lord commanded his flagship, keeping the forward vector at a relatively lower position in the net.

This would expose the Frigates above, and he believed the arrogant Eldar would certainly not let this opportunity pass.

Thirteen black warships headed toward the red Eldar Shijiejian.

Just as it entered the range of the human warships, the red Craftworld began to maneuver gracefully, weaving through the dazzling Lances and dense swarms of Torpedoes.

The Eldar Farseer's gaze was profound; in his eyes, the Warp was like an unfolded painting.

The red lines flickering in the painting were threads of danger, the trajectories of the enemy's attacks.

All of this was within his grasp.

The red Shijiejian, just like the previous few times, lunged toward the monkey prey.

Just as the Eldar Farseer was about to issue the order to attack the locked-on prey, he suddenly felt a chill in his body.

【Something is wrong, although the monkey fleet was manipulated by me before, it did not reveal such an obvious flaw.】

【It is a trap!】

At the last moment, the Eldar Farseer changed his attack command.

The red Shijiejian turned just before stepping into the trap.

Boom, boom, boom!

Four warships of the First Chapter opened fire, concentrating on the lower belly of the red Craftworld and breaking its shields.

But the attacks from the other warships grazed past the Shijiejian.

Howard clenched his fists tightly.

Damn it.

The treacherous Eldar who worship the World Serpent slipped away at the very last moment before stepping into the trap.

Just as Howard was fuming, the excited voice of the Sound Array Master rang out in his communication headset.

"Lord, the Primarch has arrived."

(End of this chapter)