Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

"Far from enough."

Casca remained deeply worried.

Their speed in eliminating the Soul-Eating Bees was far outpaced by the sheer number of the enemy.

Under their terrifyingly powerful poison needles, the pyramid where the refugees had gathered was already riddled with holes from the black swarm of bees.

"Quick! Quick!"

"Stop them!"

Ahriman, experienced in dealing with these Soul-Eating Bee swarms, shouted, "They're teleporting through the veil of warp to launch a sneak attack!"

Besides normal high-speed flight, what makes the Soul-Eating Bee even more troublesome is that it can use short-distance subspace infiltration to pass through obstacles and directly penetrate the victim's brain.

Fortunately, to protect the pyramid from being blown up, materials that suppress psionic energy were added to the middle layer of the outer perimeter, which greatly slowed down the speed at which the spirit-devouring bee swarm entered the pyramid.

But this does not mean that the pyramids are safe.

As more and more dark holes appeared on the pristine white surface of the pyramid, the closer the crowd got, the more reluctant they became to proceed.

The swarm of soul-devouring bees has already entered the pyramid; the consequences...

It's unthinkable!

Inside the pyramid where refugees sought refuge.

I still remember those thirty years.

Those Thirty Years

These were the most peaceful days of my life.

Those Thirty Years

[To unite my ideals with his ideals]

We are inseparable.

Standing in the center of the spotlight, Fugrim slowly and passionately recounted to all the refugees her memories of the thirty years she and Kasgar had spent together on Chemos.

It's very infectious.

Even Euphrates Kira, who never liked listening to this kind of thing, couldn't help but be deeply attracted to it.

"and many more--"

But it seems that, in the face of such a wonderful scene, some tactless viewers actually tried to interrupt her thoughts.

"Don't bother me! Tsk, what's wrong?"

"There seems to be some movement outside! It's the sound of insects!"

The person next to her spoke with a tone filled with fear.

To the Prospero people, the Soul-Eating Bees are no less than the most ferocious and ruthless Grim Reaper.

"It's the Soul-Devouring Bees! The Soul-Devouring Bees are here! We're doomed, we're doomed!"

"Run away!!!"

"What's the panic! The Primarch is still here, the Emperor's Sons are still here, and we are under their protection!"

The crew members from the Twenty-Eighth Expeditionary Fleet found Prospero's reaction ridiculous.

It's just a few bugs.

Our Third Legion Primarchs and Space Marines are perfect!

No enemy can defeat us!

As he spoke, the other crew members nearby murmured their approval.

"No. You wouldn't understand the Soul-Eating Bees, they are—"

The screaming Prospero's pupils dilated sharply with fear.

"coming!!!"

It descended like a nightmare from the void.

Just as he screamed, a huge poisonous thorn pierced the back of his head, seemingly out of nowhere.

"Soul-Devouring Bees!!!"

The Voidship crew may not know what these monsters are, but the local inhabitants of Prospero are very familiar with them.

In the area where they were gathered, the residents were instantly filled with fear and shoved and ran in all directions without regard for anything else.

If left unchecked, a stampede could very well claim the lives of the densely packed residents inside the pyramids.

Either way it's death.

"what happened?"

"This is a psionic creature from Prospero called the Soul-Eating Bee."

The emperor's son, who was guarding the area around the stadium, answered.

"Our firepower doesn't seem to be working against these psionic creatures!"

"A few have even broken through our defenses and entered the arena! Lord Vespasian and the Primarch have not given any further instructions!"

"Where is the Primarch? Why hasn't the Primarch given any further instructions?"

The reason is simple: when she thought things couldn't go wrong under Magnus and Casca's control, she left the communication device backstage.

She is now completely immersed in the stage art of performing "Centaur Gold Ring".

"I understand, continue the fight."

Vespasian's expression became unusually serious.

The Primarch was not with them at this moment, and the Emperor's Sons had to rely on their own strength to deal with the attacks from the alien creatures.

What we should do now is to bring down these damned Soul-Eating Bees while calming the refugees and preventing a more serious disturbance.

"And another thing! Quickly send someone over to interrupt the Primarch's performance!"

He gave me a ring.

Fugrim, immersed in the performance, has entered an extremely mysterious state.

It seemed that she was radiating a faint golden glow under the light.

Even if it was not affected in any way.

She held up the antique gold ring she wore on the little finger of her right hand.

Euphrates Kira was gripped by deep fear.

She clearly saw that the ugly, enormous, terrifying psychic insect, the instant it pierced the back of the man's head, discarded him on the ground like trash.

Then, he turned to look at her.

"Run!"

The surrounding crew members tried their best to escape, leaving her alone to face this terrifying alien creature.

Run!

Qi Le, why aren't you running?!

She also wanted to escape.

But fear made her legs feel as if they weren't her own, so she collapsed to the ground, unable to move an inch.

Gulu.

She swallowed hard.

He gave me a ring.

At that very moment, Euphrates Qile sensed a golden light emanating from her.

In the center of a dark world, light appeared.

Golden light.

That light, coming from the center of the stage, illuminates and protects all the beautiful things in the world.

She saw it.

Even though her audience seats were countless times away from the stage;

Even though she was sitting on the ground, her view blocked by the crowd of people pushing and shoving each other as they fled, she could still see.

She can see!

It was a golden centaur, its bow drawn like a crescent moon, giving her a gentle smile.

The golden arrow was launched.

She can see.

The arrow flew towards the Soul-Devouring Bee beside her.

Hit!

The beast let out a painful psionic shriek and vanished into nothingness amidst the rain of arrows and pale golden ripples.

The pale golden ripples soothed her pain as they reached her.

She was no longer afraid.

No longer have any doubts.

Her gaze fell upon the ancient gold ring worn on the little finger of Fugrim's right hand in the center of the stage.

"The Soul-Devouring Bees have disappeared!"

"By the Emperor! How did you do that!?"

The surrounding crew members swarmed around them at that moment.

"Can't you see the centaur, the golden arrows, and the ripples?"

what?

Centaurs? Golden arrows and ripples?

After hearing her words, everyone looked at each other in silence.

Compared to their previous overwhelming fear, they felt a sense of inner peace for some reason.

In their eyes, only the Soul-Devouring Bee suddenly let out a shriek when facing Qi Le, and then quickly turned into ashes.

Where are the golden ripples and flying arrows?

He said I was his Centaurus.

Just as Fugrim spoke, another golden ripple swept over the group.

"So...you can't see it?"

Qi Le struggled to her feet, her eyes now tinged with a vibrant gold, just like her golden hair.

【Buzz buzz】

She could hear that there were even more Soul-Eating Bees outside the pyramid, preparing to enter and devour their souls and minds.

And the solution naturally came to her mind in the next second.

"Quickly! Follow me and recite along with Lord Fugrim!"

Qi Le spoke with a devout expression, as if she were praying to God.

I still remember what he said to me back then.

As she spoke, another, smaller golden ripple, like a resonance of the same frequency, merged into the words of Fugrim from the center of the field.

"efficient!"

"After I finished reading it, I felt calmer!"

"That one over there! That Soul-Devouring Bee over there died after hearing that!"

The method from Euphrates Kilo is now spreading and expanding among the audience.