Chapter 1093 Ryan Can't Accept It

"Don't be afraid, brothers, we are here to help you!" A voice came from far behind, mixed with the obvious distortion of loudspeaker amplification.

Then an invisible light bomb passed over Wood's head. Although the gorgeous scene of the explosion could not be seen, the unusual power of this light bomb could be felt just from the violent shaking of the bunker.

Reinforcements are coming! That's great!

He was in an excited mood. Although it was great to sacrifice his life for the Golden Throne, Wood would never give up if he could survive.

Behind Wood's position, a special mobile force of humans and Eldar emerged from the temporary Webway portal.

The commander responsible for commanding this force happened to be Marr, who luckily saved his life from the Tyranids and Orcs.

A slim Eldar woman stood next to Mal, holding an exquisite sniper light gun in her hand.

"Lanya, your shooting is really accurate. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to hit the target with perfect accuracy from such a long distance."

Mal's admiration made Lanya's face slightly reddened under her helmet, and she couldn't help but secretly complain that the monkey's way of expressing emotions was so straightforward and simple that it was hard for her to resist.

"Glib, go and help your compatriots."

Although Lanya's words were not pleasant to hear, her tone was soft and there was no anger or accusation at all. After hearing this, Mal took action immediately and took the lead in charging.

Lanya stared closely at Mal's back and used a sniper light gun to deal with enemies who threatened Mal.

There was the roar of engines in the air. Looking up, they saw hundreds of Tau battle suits flying at low altitude, heading in their direction.

It seemed that Wood's request for help was not in vain, and these blue-skinned aliens extended their helping hands.

"For the Good Way and the God-Emperor!" the Tau pilots in battle suits shouted in unison, releasing soldier bees with different functions before their feet landed, providing them with shields and enhanced firepower.

The degenerate body that seemed unstoppable just now collapsed under the attack of these imperial reinforcements, forming a long wall of corpses in front of Wood's position.

Just when everyone thought the battle here was over, the ground trembled violently, a corner of the position was pushed open by something, and many degenerated leeches swam out from the collapsed cave.

Mal and his commando team were instantly surrounded, and Lanya's heart couldn't help but stop for a moment. She opened fire and ran quickly with the wraith bone sword in hand.

The physical fitness of the Spirit Race is indeed astonishing, and those leeches are completely unable to break through Lan Ya's sword dance. However, humans like Mal are slightly worse at close combat. Although he can accurately catch a fast-moving leech and strangle it to death, he cannot take care of his whole body.

As soon as he strangled one to death, four or five more ran up to his back.

"Damn it! Activate close-in-person fragmentation!" Mal roared. The fully armed and armored commando suddenly held his head with both hands and ignored the leeches' bites.

In the next second, several small columns popped out of the armor and exploded in the air. The exploding fragments killed many leeches and cleared a clean safe area.

In just a few seconds, Lanya rushed to Mal's side and blocked him from attacks from behind.

A human, an Eldar.

The two species, which have slightly similar appearances but completely different structures, actually work together seamlessly at this time!

Gradually, leeches stopped pouring out of the collapsed pit. The teeth-squeaking sound of the degenerate body moving gradually became weaker.

"Huh...huh..."

This fierce battle only made Lanya sweat a little, but Marco was very tired and took a deep breath to adjust his condition.

"Are you okay?" Lanya took a few steps closer, and as soon as she put her hand on Mal's shoulder, he fell down softly.

Lanya had quick eyesight and quick hands, and she hugged Mal with one hand. She looked anxious and used her psychic powers to check Mal's injuries.

A leech pierced Mal's armor, pierced through his waist, and squirmed toward his heart.

No!

Lanya's eyes were red, she would never let Mal die in front of her like this.

He put his palms against Mal's chest and used his psychic energy to protect Mal's heart and other important organs.

Then based on this, he used psychic energy to counterattack, forcing the leech to come out from another part of Mal's body.

Mal endured the pain and spit out a large mouthful of blood, and the eyepiece of the helmet was stained red.

Lanya's hands were trembling, she had never felt so uneasy since her parents died during the swarm invasion.

Mal...you must not die...

The leech escaped, but was nailed to death with a dagger before it could swim far.

After draining all the spiritual energy from his body and even shortening his lifespan by several hundred years, Mal's injuries finally stabilized.

"Ahem...this really hurts." Mal said to Lanya.

Lanya felt slightly relieved at this time, holding back her tears and complaining to Mal, "You are so useless... I shouldn't have saved you..."

"Hehe... I'm sorry. I made you worry."

"Who is worried about you! You are just an annoying monkey. I only helped you for the sake of the alliance."

The two of them were talking to each other, and Wood was stunned for a while.

However, the most shocked person was not Wood, but the Lion Lion and the Dark Angels who were further away and were not even noticed by the imperial troops.

"My Lord, what happened to you?" Zabril asked, looking at the power sword in his hand with some distress. A hive overlord just now destroyed the core component of the power sword, making it unable to generate a force field.

This place was covered with the corpses of insects, and the knife and gun insects were not worth mentioning.

There were as many as ten hive tyrants and overlords dead here, and even if Calgar had three heads and six arms, they would not be enough for them to chop.

If the Dark Angel had not appeared out of thin air with the help of the mysterious forest, the swarm after the degraded body would have swallowed up Mal, Lan Ya, Wood and others and digested them.

Ryan cut off the head of a hive overlord and held it in front of him to examine it carefully. This was the first time he saw a living Tyranid Zerg. While he was curious, he couldn't help but imagine how the Empire would deal with this kind of enemy if it appeared during the Great Crusade.

After a few seconds, Ryan answered Zabril's question with a complicated expression, "I saw something impossible."

"Is it an alien ally?" Zabril guessed.

"Even more impossible than that..."

"Even more impossible?" Zabril held his chin with his hand, thinking a lot about what Ryan said.

Ryan didn't specify what it was, because in his Primarch-level vision. Mal hugged Lan Ya, who was stronger than him but had no intention of resisting, and the two helmets leaned against each other.

"This is too weird..."

With a faint sigh, Ryan took Zabril and other warriors to the next place to fight.