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Chapter 390: Terror in the Tomb, Part 2
Taylor was now dodging left and right, and from a distance it looked like he was dancing with an Eldar girl. Although his dancing was clumsy and his movements were awkward, he managed to dodge the attacks every time.

Ridiculous but useful, crude but true, when Taylor's Kraken fang bit a corner of the Archon's armor, sparks caused cracks in the ancient armor, and the female Eldar laughed.

“Ha…Ahahaha…”

"I thought that Space Marine was the only threat to me, but I didn't expect that."

"But I'm not surprised, and really, I really like it."

"How can you, monkey, bring me so much joy and still look so miserable?"

Her tone was hurried, as if she had done something very comfortable. After all, the things she usually encountered were either killed with one sword or couldn't even touch her.

But this mortal, this foolish human, almost tore a hole in her skin...

This is what many Eldar warriors dream of, to be recognized by a consul.

But now this honor falls on Taylor's head, and he doesn't want it.

The woman now seemed to have grasped something, eager to continue this crazy dance, and Taylor could only call for help from Karga.

However, the cry for help did not make the Archon choose to let him go. Instead, the Eldar shouted.

"Ha, human space warriors, come on if you have the guts!"

"I can call upon my elite warriors to rush over at any time and kill you with poison crystal rifles and molecular swords."

"I know you all have your own tasks and missions. If you wish to accomplish those things, then indulge me in a duel with this human!"

Calgar said angrily. "I don't accept negotiations, alien!"

"No matter how many warriors you have, you can never win!"

The Undead Overlord's massive body glowed with an intense green light. "Silent King... you vicious Eldar! My warriors can charge in at any time. Your threats are worthless!"

The Archon smiled. "I know that either the chainsword or the phase staff would be enough to put me off my advantage."

"But my soldiers are only tens of meters away from here, while your Space Marines and your Necromancers are at least hundreds or even thousands of meters away!"

"Death is now with you. If you feel that the greetings from Comoros are not fast enough, I can tell you something more."

"My soldiers have disposable flash devices. They can enter this room at any time..."

"Now, let me duel this human, in the Comorian fighting style!"

"I want to taste blood, that's all!"

Her voice was so excited that Calgar wanted to rush over and slit her throat.

But the Undead Overlord said, "I promise you!"

The Undead Overlord doesn't care about the life or death of humans at all. He just wants to hold on until his warriors arrive.

The Archon seized on this point, and it was obvious that they were not of the same mind, which gave her the opportunity to kill Taylor.

Taylor just said hurriedly. "I know Setra!"

"The King of France! The King of France! He and I are friends. I can tell you where his dynasty is!"

"Your tomb is in ruins and lacks supplies, but he woke up long before you, so he must have plenty of food and grass."

"Just tell him that Taylor introduced me. He's seen my performance on Cardia and will definitely do you a favor to win me over!"

At this point, the Undead Overlord raised his weapon. "Enough!"

"Today, even if I'm going to drag this tomb along with me into the torrent of history, I'm going to get my meat monkey friends out of this place!"

At this moment, Taylor was very grateful for the master of face-changing's insight, as well as his own eloquence and battle-hardened thick skin.

However, the Eldar lady looked lost, not like the girl whose duel was interrupted, but more like the girl who didn't get slept with.

The pale skin and gloomy gothic makeup, with a slightly flushed complexion and an unhappy expression, were very tempting, but Taylor knew that the woman wasn't thinking about anything sexual, but about chopping him into a beef roll...

At the same time, just as the Overlord approached, dozens of elite Eldar warriors entered here with white flashes.

The light emitted by the blades and poison crystal weapons was dizzying, and feelings of timidity and uneasiness flashed through Taylor's mind.

Just at this moment, several smoke bombs suddenly exploded here. They were special smoke bombs used by the green-skinned orcs.

The ones that came from the greenskins' hands had the waagh stance effect, and as it gathered in the smoke, the orcs' thought when they made it was "I thought they couldn't see me." The effect appeared.

This is a reliable use of psychic power, which now makes even the most powerful warriors of the Eldar unable to sense the target's location.

This is an effective method, at least the greenskins have once again proved how smart they are.

The Archon swung his blade in anger, but it was powerless to change her defeat.

One betrayal, one defection, made her angry and disgusted with Taylor.

When the smoke successfully delayed time and the Necrons and Space Marines arrived, the Eldar were doomed.

This was her last chance to gain control of the situation, and the Archon's schemes were powerlessly thwarted.

She was controlled by the soldiers of the Undead Overlord and became a prisoner out of resentment.

The Overlord swung his metal, skeleton-like arm without hesitation. "Grant him death!"

This was almost a natural decision when facing invaders, not to mention that the other party not only did not have an invitation, but was also a damn elf.

The Undead Overlord has the right to execute uninvited guests, as a matter of course.

But Taylor said, "Stop, my lord!"

The Overlord raised his slightly robotic voice and said sternly, "Even the Friend of the Emperor cannot plead for the Eldar."

"Secondly, she wants to take your life, so you won't be angry?"

The Overlord has now completely mastered the essentials of Gothic and can even speak it better than the Eldar girl.

Taylor replied, "Of course not. I want her to redeem herself from her crime."

"This world is now being invaded by traitors from our civilization, those who have fallen into Chaos. This situation is very complicated. Basically, I need that Archon as a fighting force."

The Overlord replied. "The Eldar are the most treacherous of creatures. Fighting alongside them is tantamount to death."

"And those greenskins, they are rude and ridiculous, and cannot be trusted."

Taylor said. "Of course I do, sir. I know your story better than anyone else."

"That's why I'm sure only the Eldar can help us. They're born for this."

"Even if this race has forgotten, the reason the Ancients created them was war!"

"Let them kill..."

"I can have my people build a few explosive collars, a ridiculously simple tool to control them."

The Overlord of the Dead replied, "Then let my warriors and elites go with the Eldar. Combined with your forces, we can quickly resolve these troubles."

Taylor looked at the Archon and said, "Calgar, do you see that?"

"That's how war should be fought: many friends, few enemies."

Calgar answered reluctantly. "You have indeed prevented many cruel tragedies, but if one day you were betrayed to the point of being fatal, what would you do?"

Taylor answered without hesitation. "We'll see what happens next!"

(End of this chapter)