Warhammer 40: Saviors Emerging from the Bottom

In the dark, shadowless underground passage, a green-skinned shaman with white hair and beard danced around an extremely abstract, hairy statue, performing a dance that no other green-skinned shaman could understand.

This is a special ritual that allows the shaman to briefly see the future.

It was precisely because of this ability that it led its minions to escape time and time again from human forces that outnumbered it several times over.

"Great Second Brother Mao, please give me your instructions!"

The green-skinned shaman suddenly stopped, tapped his head lightly with his wooden staff, and then took out all the hallucinogenic mushrooms from the Skullskin pouch at his waist and swallowed them in one gulp.

When these mushrooms of different shapes and colors entered the green shaman's stomach through his esophagus, their hallucinogenic components were instantly released, giving him a feeling of euphoria.

Everything before its eyes gradually distorted, and colorful light began to fill the shaman's vision. It used its wooden staff to part the veil before it, preparing to peek into its future destiny.

Just as the other green-skinned figures around them held their breath, waiting for Brother Gao Mao to deliver his prophecy, the old shaman suddenly exclaimed in disbelief: "What's going on?"

When the colorful curtain was parted by the wooden staff, the scene before the green shaman's eyes remained unchanged.

This means the prediction failed.

"No, that's impossible. Has Brother Mao abandoned us?"

The green-skinned shaman stood frozen in place, its expression blank. This was the first time such a situation had occurred since it gained the favor of Brother Gao Mao. It had no idea what had gone wrong.

The green-skinned boys around them didn't understand what the shaman was saying, but from the complex expression on his face, they could tell that something bad had happened.

Just as the group of green-skinned soldiers looked at each other, unsure of what to do, a gunshot suddenly rang out in the distance.

The narrow tunnel amplified all sounds several times over, and even the green-skinned boy, whose hearing was the worst, noticed something was wrong.

As elites who had survived several battles, the Greenskins present quickly determined, based on their previous experience, where the battle had taken place.

Some of the bolder ones picked up weapons and crept towards the direction of the gunfire, but the vast majority followed their usual routine and packed up their belongings to prepare for escape.

"Boss, which way should we run now?"

Faced with his subordinate's question, the green-skinned shaman was momentarily at a loss for words.

Just as it was pondering how to explain its failure to receive the prophecy, an Imperial soldier wielding a laser gun emerged from the far right passage.

Upon seeing so many green-skinned soldiers in front of him, the human soldier was clearly taken aback for a moment, but he quickly recovered and began to move backward, trying to hide himself in the corner of the tunnel.

But in the brief moment he was stunned, a green-skinned soldier had already pulled the trigger, and a bullet, clearly not matching the barrel caliber, flew towards the Imperial soldier amidst the explosion of gunpowder.

In a tunnel that can only accommodate five people side by side, you hardly need to aim; you can hit the enemy by simply firing from left to right.

When the sound of the green-skinned soldiers firing reached the ears of the Imperial soldiers, a feeling of regret immediately welled up in their hearts.

"Damn it, I shouldn't have rushed so fast!"

"May the God Emperor protect me. I can accept losing an arm or a leg, but please don't let a bullet hit a vital spot."

Just as the bullet reached about 10 centimeters in front of the Imperial soldier, a figure suddenly emerged from the tunnel behind him and blocked his way.

A crimson sword flashed, slicing all the bullets fired by the green-skinned soldier in two. The bullets, now powerless, fell limply to the ground, the sound of metal colliding with rock echoing throughout the tunnel.

Xiao Yi scanned the alien in front of him with cold eyes, searching for the green-skinned shaman that gave all the ground troops of the Cintalan a headache.

With his pale hair and beard, and a strange headdress adorned with colorful feathers, Xiao Yi found his target almost effortlessly.

Before the greenskin could react, he charged forward with his sword, beginning a wanton slaughter.

In the blink of an eye, the obstacle between him and the green-skinned shaman was cleared away.

"Humans, so it turns out you were the ones behind all this!"

Seeing the human who had cleaved his personal guard in two with a single strike, the green-skinned shaman could no longer contain his rage.

A massive amount of psionic energy erupted from its staff. These green-glowing warp energies intertwined and swirled, eventually transforming into bolts of lightning that struck Xiao Yi, who was not far away.

"Die, you despicable humans!"

The curses, written in human low gothic language, slowed Xiao Yi's attack. It was the first time he had ever seen greenskins that could use human language.

If we capture the other party, is it possible to recruit a green-skinned army to fight for us?

The idea only lingered in Xiao Yi's mind for a second before he rejected it.

Green-skinned creatures are indeed well-suited to be cannon fodder, deployed to dangerous battlefields, but they are extremely difficult to control. If not careful, they may leave behind a bunch of thriving spores in unnoticed corners.

Xiao Yi didn't want to wake up one day to find someone rushing over to tell him that his empire was in turmoil.

"Death is the best fate for all aliens!"

The psionic lightning struck the psionic shield created by Xiao Yi, creating ripples. The attack, which could easily turn the green-skinned giant into ashes, couldn't even stop him.

The green-skinned shaman, who had anticipated this, immediately cast a shield on himself.

when!

The power sword, glowing with a scarlet light, struck the psionic shield created by the green-skinned shaman.

Both sides couldn't help but show a hint of surprise upon seeing the dented shield.

Xiao Yi was somewhat surprised that the green-skinned creature in front of him could actually block his full-force attack. The green-skinned shaman was equally surprised that a human had almost cleaved through his shield.

"Let's see who has the longer battery life!" Xiao Yi's lips curled up slightly, revealing an excited smile. He pressed his wrist forward forcefully, increasing the energy output of the tearing force field.

The energy shield, which had been dented, was like a balloon being squeezed by a long, thin object, gradually reaching the edge of exploding.

If this drags on, Xiao Yi's opponent will definitely suffer.

Knowing this, the green-skinned shaman quietly shifted his feet, avoiding the range of the power sword's slash.

After confirming that it had reached a safe position, it pulled its cane back and directly retracted the energy shield that had blocked Xiao Yi's attack.

As the obstacle in front of him suddenly disappeared, Xiao Yi, who had exerted too much force, inevitably lunged forward. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the green-skinned shaman clenched his fist and punched him in the side of the face.

"Holy crap, a sneak attack!"

Just as the green shaman was about to say something with a smug expression on its face, it suddenly noticed that the human opposite it had a calm and confident look in his eyes.

With a thought, Xiao Yi changed the direction of the power sword's slash, severing one of the opponent's arms.

"However, it's of no use to me."

After saying what he hadn't finished speaking, Xiao Yi beheaded the green-skinned shaman with a single sword stroke.

The enormous head drew a perfect arc in mid-air, and when it landed on the ground, the green-skinned creatures that were still trying to resist instantly collapsed.