Chapter 154: Heart-to-Heart

The Primarch's powerful consciousness blanketed the entire Shadow of Sovereignty, reaching every key station.

As a Mind-discipline master who transcended the mortal and far surpassed any Astartes, his commands were transmitted into the minds of the crew in an instant.

The Gloriana-class battleship seemed to transform into Ninglu's extended metallic body, lunging at its prey in the void.

The black behemoth "spat out" dazzling lances, slamming into the Shijiejian which was far more massive than itself.

As it swept past the side of the Aeldari Craftworld, the macro cannons on the entire flank roared in anger at the Xenos craft, and a dense barrage of shells smashed into the red warship.

The Shadow of Sovereignty swept past the Sam-Han Craftworld, then shifted direction; the meteor-like rain of fire spewed from the other side of the Gloriana-class battleship slammed into the massive space docks on the exterior of the Shijiejian.

The Farseer's expression was cold and stern; he sensed that black behemoth lunging over and over again to tear at them.

Compared to that war behemoth, the Shijiejian appeared to be stumbling.

Large areas without weapon emplacements were exploited by the enemy; forests burned fiercely in the rain of fire from the lances, and the elegant architecture of the cities was savagely destroyed by shells.

A Craftworld is an effective spatial world; each world has an independent biological system, with forests and natural areas, as well as urbanized areas.

The natural areas provide the Craftworld with renewable resources and breathable air, allowing the entire Shijiejian to self-circulate renewably.

In past wars, under the cover of the holo-field, these areas would not be exposed.

Now, that Primarch, the dangerous monkey commander, he saw and exploited those areas, conducting a ruthless strike against the Shijiejian.

The Farseer revealed a smile containing many meanings, among which were bitterness and self-mockery.

His eyes were deep, searching for a way out within the picture unfolding in his vision, a way to escape the black behemoth.

He found it!

In the Farseer's complex smile, the bitterness and self-mockery grew more intense, overshadowing other emotions.

Scattered all around, the Farseers coordinating the entire battle situation keenly sensed the churning, boiling emotions, and they cast their gazes toward the Farseer.

The Farseer felt the gazes falling upon him, feeling the confusion, concern, and suspicion.

He entered his Mind State, forcing himself to detach from the negative emotions, and coldly issued his orders.

"All ships and aircraft that have not returned to the Craftworld, launch an attack on the monkey flagship to cover the Shijiejian's withdrawal."

A flash of shock crossed the Farseers' eyes; since the "Fall of the Eldar," the surviving Eldar were few and far between, and abandoning their own kind was not only emotionally difficult to accept but also a major blow to the strength of Sam-Han.

It would take Sam-Han a long time to potentially recover its current numbers.

Emotions are often in an extreme state during reproduction, which is extremely dangerous for the Eldar who are constantly threatened by the great enemy Slaanesh, and fewer and fewer Eldar are willing to reproduce.

The Farseers were silent; they felt the state of the entire Craftworld—the forests were wailing, and the cities were burning.

They also noticed that the monkey warships in the void were forming an encirclement; if they did not break away quickly, Sam-Han would be annihilated here.

The Farseers silently and sorrowfully transmitted the Farseer's orders to the warships and aircraft in the void, and the war leaders accepted this cruel command.

They turned their direction and launched a death attack against the surrounding black warships.

The weapon systems of the Shadow of Sovereignty operated at full power, tearing apart the sky full of red enemy ships.

On the command Bridge, Ninglu furrowed his brows; he discovered that the lances and macro cannons were operating at full load with no spare capacity to attack the Craftworld, and taking advantage of this, the Craftworld widened the distance and began to flee at high speed.

The Primarch glanced at the video screen on his left, capturing key information in an instant from the air combat damage report submitted by Diana Polin.

The damage rate of the flagship Auxilia fighter squadron was fifty-four point eight percent; all returning fighters were damaged, with thirty-two point six percent of them losing the ability to continue combat.

The Astartes gunship damage rate was twenty point nine percent; the returning gunships were also all damaged, with seventeen percent of them losing the ability to continue combat.

The Primarch surveyed the battle situation and decided after a moment to abandon the destruction of the Sam-Han Craftworld.

【The price is too high.

Once all the Legion warships are equipped with ether cannons, I will use the Prophecy Dice to divine the Sam-Han Craftworld and finish them off in one fell swoop.

At that time, I do not want broken Craftworld fragments; I want the entire Shijiejian.】

Although Ninglu gave up on destroying the Sam-Han Craftworld, he would not let the Eldar Craftworld leave just like that.

Divination requires a medium; the more direct the connection, the higher the probability of success.

Moreover, he also wanted to make Sam-Han pay a price.

Ninglu's brain operated at high speed, conceiving an attack plan.

He immediately issued combat instructions; the macro cannons on both sides of the Shadow of Sovereignty and the dorsal cannons roared, and the barrage covered the surroundings.

Very few red ships were destroyed, but the forward trajectories of all Eldar ships were affected.

The Shadow of Sovereignty's void shield withstood the attacks as it charged out of the red ocean, and the Prow Light Lance launched continuous attacks on the stern of the Sam-Han Craftworld.

Every beam of searing flame struck almost the exact same spot on the red Craftworld, with an error of no more than one hundred meters.

The Farseer felt the trembling of the Shijiejian and inspected the state of the Craftworld, his heart full of Shock; considering the conditions of space warfare: two warships flying rapidly at different speeds, the enemy ship having a hull far more massive than the Shadow of Sovereignty...

All these factors determined that wanting to launch such a precise strike in the void was far more difficult than a warrior attacking the same spot relative to an attack.

It required precise capture, perfect coordination of the crew...

The Farseer, in his Shock, suddenly had his pupils dilate violently, and he let out a shrill, unwilling roar.

"No!"

Following his angry scream, only one-sixth of the ships broke away from the Craftworld due to the constant "cutting" of the beams.

Three solar hours later, the remaining Eldar ships and aircraft in the Vigilance System were all destroyed.

The Eleventh Legion began to clean up the battlefield, and Ninglu led the Honor Guard to fly toward the city-sized Craftworld fragment.

The lances and macro cannons blasted apart large sections of the Craftworld, revealing massive fissures.

The landing craft flew into one of the fissures, and Ninglu saw through the viewing port that the environment of this Craftworld fragment was composed mainly of forests, and the power supply and ecosystem maintaining this environment remained intact.

In the dense forest, elegant Eldar buildings stood at intervals.

Stepping off the deck, he walked up to an Eldar building, and with a sweep of his gaze, he saw vines climbing up the house.

【No one has lived here for a long time.】

Ninglu knew that some areas in a Shijiejian would be abandoned for various reasons, waiting to be reactivated.

He was just about to step into the Eldar building when his ears suddenly twitched; he looked ahead, and over a hundred red two-man bikes suddenly emerged from among the trees.

Behind the rider of the two-seater Jetbike, there was a sniper holding a long sniper rifle and wearing a cloak.

【Eldar Ranger, two-seater, stealth walker.】

Ninglu knew that after the "Fall of the Eldar," the surviving Eldar factions would each adopt their own methods to resist the endless craving of their souls by the Great Enemy, Slaanesh.

The primary method adopted by the Craftworld Aeldari is the Path and the Soul Stone, but Soul Stones would not be discovered on the Crone Worlds until Imperial Calendar M33 by the Iyanden Farseer Melendri Silver-Soul.

The current Craftworld Aeldari rely mainly on the Path to restrain themselves.

Young Eldar have no interest in the discipline of the Path; they are driven by their curiosity to taste every fruit on the tree, so many of them embark on the Path of the Outcast or the Path of the Damned at the beginning of their adulthood.

Eldar Rangers are Eldar who walk the Path of the Outcast, and most of them explore far away from the Craftworld.

As Ninglu pondered, his consciousness spread toward the foremost Jetbike, and in an instant, he knocked open the door to the mind of the thorn.

【Hmm, they were summoned by the High Farseer to return to the Craftworld to fight.

This area of abandoned buildings is the most remote, and it is the region designated by the Craftworld Sam-Han for the Eldar Rangers.

After they returned to the Craftworld, the situation was already lost, but they did not leave again; instead, they wanted to find an opportunity for revenge.】

(End of this chapter)