Captain, your ship has exploded again.

Inside the vast and silent fortress, many servants who were working suddenly felt a chill.

The aliens hunted efficiently and quickly, often taking down people in the fortress, even if they were a dozen or so working together.

It's possible that in the blink of an eye, half the staff could be gone.

This killing was only barely stopped when they encountered the elite guards of the nobles.

Of course, this doesn't mean the aliens were discovered, but rather that there were too few people left in the fortress, forcing the nobles' defenses to take defensive measures.

But by then it was too late. All communication lines had been destroyed by the aliens, and wireless devices were directly interfered with by the equipment provided by Zhang Xun.

The only psychic sent out a brief distress signal, only to be brutally killed by an alien right in front of everyone.

Of course, the alien didn't escape alive either, but it took three soldiers with it before it died, and a ring of guards around it were also taken away in the explosion that killed it.

However, this also made them realize what they were facing: an extremely dangerous new alien race.

The nobles of the empire were not incompetent fools; they received the best education from a young age and were top-notch in both literature and martial arts.

The main reason they don't help the Empire is that the Empire won't bear their losses, so pushing all the trouble onto the Empire is their best option.

The noble fortress, its defenses fully activated, revealed its fangs.

Ample funds and resources enabled the nobles to possess extremely strong armed forces.

They possess combat psionicists and other powerful combat races of the Empire, such as the Oglins, and are equipped with superior gear compared to ordinary Astral Army soldiers.

Among these pieces of equipment was the MK4 power armor, a type of equipment that even nobles rarely possessed, likely passed down from their ancestors.

This is because the MK4 was the most commonly used weapon during expeditions.

The clanging of the chainsaw sword echoed through the otherwise empty corridor.

There should have been a large number of servants here, but now they have probably all been turned into food.

The new alien's highly efficient killing ability also means a higher energy intake.

Even though their underlying genes allow proteins to be converted with extremely high efficiency, the act of ingesting food is still essential for them.

Blood soaked into the carpet in the corridor, turning the bright red carpet black.

The nobles, who had already armed themselves, observed the movements of the dispatched soldiers through divination instruments in the fortress in the core area.

According to the bird divination, apart from the inner and core areas of the fortress, there was no longer any sign of living people in the outer areas.

But apart from the soldiers sent out, the instruments did not show any trace of the enemy.

This sometimes made him suspect that it was the Empire's Assassin Court that had made the move.

Although no members of the Assassin's Court have been seen, all indications suggest that they have people on Vigilant Planet.

But this doesn't quite fit their style. Whether it's the Callidus or the Vanus sect, such large-scale purges of noble fortresses only occur when they are colluding with Chaos or threatening the Empire.

Their actions had not yet crossed the line, and the fact that there were no survivors and no bodies left made it hard for him to believe that the Empire was responsible.

At this moment, his butler stepped forward and said, "Master, the family members have been moved into the safe house."

"Very good, have you tried to contact the outside world?"

"No, all means of communication have been intercepted, and the Star Speakers who are skilled in psionic connections have been killed by the monsters that suddenly appeared."

"Damn, who are they? Nobles? Or those criminal organizations from the underworld?"

In Warhammer, only alien races and Chaos can control monsters, while a small number of human psionicists can also do so.

But in the face of the Empire’s massive machine, psionicists can only be used as wet parts, navigators, or communicators.

There is absolutely no record of this type of psychic in the Star Language Court, the Star Torch Court, or the Trial Court.

The only possibility is wild psionicists, but their unstable nature makes it difficult for them to have any outstanding combat power.

According to the fortress's current statistics, the death toll has now exceeded two thousand.

More than 10% of the population of the fortress was killed. In addition to a large number of servants, there were also a large number of private soldiers.

Although it may seem like only a few people died, these people were killed in less than fifteen minutes.

Four people were killed in almost a second.

There were no shouts, no resistance, nothing but blood on the ground.

Just as the nobles were going crazy from the bird divination in the quiet environment, the sound of bomb guns came from the outskirts of the fortress.

The gunshots shouldn't have been so loud, but the fortress was too quiet, so quiet that even the sound of small insects crawling was no longer heard.

Some of the distraught nobles immediately looked at the oracle, but the message they hoped for did not come from it.

Instead, the signals from the guards he sent out were disappearing rapidly.

Although the oracle detected a faint signal from the enemy before the guards disappeared, what good was it when the enemy had already charged in?

At this moment, at the battle point of the fortress, cries for mercy and help were interspersed with the sounds of gunfire and chainsaws.

"Walker! Quick, we need flamethrowers!"

The soldiers who were summoned were attempting to repair the Ignis flamethrower they had retrieved from the corpse.

Their small team could only make out a very blurry figure in a fleeting flash of light.

For this sole gain, they paid the price with the lives of five of their companions.

The enemy's attack was swift, accurate, and ruthless; they killed their flamethrower soldiers and destroyed their flamethrowers the moment they were revealed.

Their counterattacks missed the enemy; not only did their chainsaws fail to strike, but their R-97CN submachine guns only served as illumination.

They were fortunate enough to see the other party's matte black carapace.

"It's fixed! I've fixed it!"

Walker nervously raised the flamethrower in his hand. The device was simple in structure and not difficult to repair, but the oppressive environment and tense atmosphere made him spend too much time on it.

When Walker saw his surroundings clearly, cold sweat involuntarily crept up his back.

The entire twenty-man squad had been wiped out except for him, but he was too tense and focused to notice it.

It was pitch black all around, and the light sources on everyone else had been destroyed. The only light source was the lamp on his shoulder and the faint flame in his hand.

The soft clicking sound made Walker so frightened he couldn't even turn around. He couldn't tell if the clicking sound came from the enemy or from his own trembling teeth.

Only after a faint reflection did he see the enemy appear before him.

A black bald head, without eyes or facial features, the only thing that can be seen is silver-white teeth, yes, without teeth you might not even be able to see the reflection.

Unlike the old Xenomorph, the new Xenomorph doesn't have smooth black armor. Instead, it has a deep, light-absorbing black that is 99% light-absorbing, making it undetectable even when illuminated by the faint light from a flashlight.

Unless explicitly targeted, they will have a greater ability to infiltrate.

With his pants soaked with urine, Walker's last image was of another sharp tooth popping out of the monster's mouth.

The alien's tongue-like mouthparts pierced his head at supersonic speed, then it grabbed the corpse with its two arms and silently climbed up into the ceiling with its other two hands and feet.

It is clear that the new alien has four arms, more attack methods and options, allowing it to move quickly at high altitudes while attacking.

The blood dripping from its sharp tail spines proved that it was even more dangerous.

Soon the nobles had no choice but to withdraw their troops, shrink their defenses, hold the core area, open all the traps, abandon any possibility of calling for help, and fight a last-ditch battle.