Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 253 Surrender or die
Keen, who was knocked off his mount, did not choose to return to his dragon, because the Space Marines following the knight mecha were charging at a speed that even the Eldar found difficult.

As creations of the ancient saints, the Eldar are famous for their strength and swiftness. Although the Savage Eldar to which Keen belongs are the weakest among the many Eldar branches, their physical fitness is still far superior to that of ordinary humans.

Only the Space Marines, who are also creations of the Emperor, can rely on their powerful senses and the assistance of power armor to keep up with the pace of the Eldar.

Keen, who had lost his mount, swung the spear in his hand to block the heavy axe of the heavily armored Space Wolf opposite. After a round of fighting, the arms of the Savage Eldar could not stop shaking, while the Space Wolf waved his arms, indicating that he would fight again.

"Faffnar Bloodsworn, the name of the man who cut off your head."

The Space Wolves warrior introduced himself. He moved his position slowly, always adjusting his center of gravity. His eyes under the tactical helmet were fixed on the neck of the Savage Eldar. Under the pressure of the powerful aura, Keane suddenly felt a little tired.

"Gene Franklin, you arrogant human, when we were roaming the universe, you were just monkeys."

The Savage Eldar spoke sarcastically in High Gothic, while the Space Wolf in front of him shook his head nonchalantly.

"The past is the past, and the present is the present. Then why are you advanced races being beaten and fleeing in panic by us barbarians?"

"This only shows that you are lagging behind. You are far inferior to those white bean sprouts who drove the ark to escape from their homes. To be honest, it is a waste of our talents to deal with you wild elves."

The lethality of Faffnir's mouth is even greater than that of his Fenris axe. Keen relies on his speed advantage to move around, and from time to time he uses his dragon lance to draw a series of scattered sparks on the opponent's armor.

It was hard, too hard. The weapons of the Savage Eldar couldn't even break the defense of the adamantium armor. Keen could only continue to wander around, trying to find the flaws of the Space Wolves.

During this intense exercise, Keane's chest rose and fell violently. It was not because his physical strength was rapidly depleting, but because the damn human's words were too insidious and tricky.

"Look at those flashy dinosaurs of yours. The only trouble they can cause us is that they will cost us more weapons and ammunition."

Faffnar slowly pushed the enemy into a corner. He was as cunning as a wolf. Although the enemy had been trying to circumvent him in various ways, he knew very well that the essence of fighting such an enemy was: you fight yours and I fight mine, and we must not be led by the nose by the opponent.

Relying on the powerful armor on his body, the wolf leader can attack with confidence, and the enemy's weak attack cannot even make him feel a sense of crisis.

While the two were fighting and talking nonsense, the dragon riders that Keane had high hopes for had all fallen to the ground under the siege of the Iron Knights.

The bombardment of large-caliber melta cannons melted through their flesh and blood, and the plasma weapons flashing with arcs easily tore apart the wraithbone armor. The dragon knights fought back heroically with various weapons, but were unable to break through the humans' iron defenses.

They could only choose to land and fight with human infantry units, or be blown into pieces along with their dragon mounts.

"They wanted to kill us fairly, these humans retained a little sense of honor."

Keane saw out of the corner of his eye that the Knight Mechs, which were firing at full power, stopped after killing their dragon. Some alternative Space Marines wearing milky white power armor decorated with golden lightning withdrew from the Knight Mechs and joined the battle as infantry.

They also disdain to use knight mechas to fight these non-threatening Savage Eldar. Although their hatred for the aliens drives them and they are eager to chop off their heads, their warrior creed makes them decide to give them a more decent death.

Keen was injured in the fight with Faffnir. Half of his flowing long hair was cut off, and there was a huge scar on the spirit bone armor on his chest that almost went through it. From his left shoulder to his right hip, the dragon knight was almost cut in half.

He was breathing heavily and relied on his agility to retreat and join up with the other surviving comrades.

In his eyes, there were only a few Savage Eldar left at this moment. The others either died with their dragons or were killed on the spot by the Space Marines on the ground.

There were still four wounded Savage Eldar left. They stood back to back with Keen on a high ground paved with dragon corpses, staring at the Space Marines who were coming like a tide with fearless eyes.

The last dragoon leaned on his lance, half his weight resting on the support. He felt his ribs were broken, only a layer of skin covering his internal organs to prevent them from leaking out. His vision began to blur, and every breath caused a wave of pain in the scar on his chest. Keen was grateful for the pain, as it prevented him from fainting on the spot.

Faffnir swung his great axe excitedly, and his pack followed behind him, like cunning and stubborn wolves following their alpha wolf.

He wanted to complete this glorious harvest, but Nikona Sharokin suddenly appeared and stopped him.

The Alpha Wolf felt deeply wary of this mysterious Raven Guard warrior. He had no idea where he came from.

Like a ghost, an unknown being wandering in the shadows.

In Sharokin's right hand, he held a strange long sword that was gleaming with a faint green luster. The wolf's keen intuition sensed that the flickering weapon posed a terrifying threat, and even his skin wrapped in the refined gold armor felt a tingling sensation.

"Wait a minute, Luo Xi wants to persuade these wild spirits to surrender, and living people are more useful than dead bodies."

Some wolves who were blinded by the desire to kill evaluated the situation and finally decided to put down their power axes. These warriors from the Sixth Legion had extremely poor discipline compared to other legions, but Faffnar knew how to follow his heart, and he didn't want to really anger Roche.

"Okay, okay, but I don't think these guys will choose to surrender." The Wild Wolf wisely made way. The strange and unknown weapon made him very uncomfortable.

"Although they are damned aliens, the courage and will they displayed are still somewhat admirable."

Sharokin was unmoved. He came here only to carry out Luo Xi's orders. As for other things, they were not within his consideration.

The Raven Son took steps so fast that even the Space Marines could not see clearly, and quickly came in front of the five Savage Eldar who were preparing to die.

"Surrender or die."

The speakers of the power armor emitted a cold electronic sound, and the scarlet eyepiece looked into Keen's eyes, causing the dragon knight who had been fighting the Space Wolves to suddenly feel a chill on his back.

His intuition was giving him a frantic warning that this warrior who had not shown up in the war was probably far superior to the rugged Space Wolf.

Humans, terrible humans, horrible upright apes, when did the universe become like this.

"We will not surrender!"

Behind Keane, the only female Savage Elf started to yell angrily. Her hair was disheveled and her body was covered with scars of varying sizes, but she still couldn't hide her stubbornness.

As a member of the elves, she had an extremely hot body, wrapped in tight beast fur. Even from a human perspective, she was absolutely beautiful.

The body structure of the Eldar is extremely strong. They rarely have excess fat, and most of their bodies are dense muscles to support the needs of high-intensity combat.

However, the next moment, a faint light flashed, and Sharokin's sword seemed to have never moved. The female wild elf named Xiao suddenly cried out in pain, and one of her arms was cut off cleanly.

The Star God Phase Sword can easily cut even pure gold, let alone the body of a mere Eldar.

"Last warning, surrender or die."

(End of this chapter)