Chapter 553

Standard imperial calendar, 930.m41

Human Empire, solar domain, ULK planet

The era of spiritual glory has passed, and since she found out this, this familiarity is indisputable.

When need becomes indulgence, when bleeding changes from serving a greater purpose to satisfying one's own desires.

Is their existence a necessity or an indulgence?

Then Veronica, the warwitch of USVI in the ark world, expelled these annoying ideas.

There will be time for reflection, but not now.

She grabbed the wand and the psionic crystal spear hummed in her hand, focusing her attention on her surroundings.

For a moment of concentration, she controlled psionic perception, limited to the sealed transport unit of the storm snake tank.

The hull is throbbing with elegant white and green psionics. The interior of the quiet and stable gravity tank is covered under a powerful shield. Its thrust vector engine or flashing energy transmission will only produce slight vibration.

She was surrounded by black watchers who thought about the same thing and looked forward to their voice and anger as soon as they landed and launched a raid.

Fighting, waiting for them.

She foresaw it.

Veronica's slender fingers held her stick tightly. She hadn't waved it for a long time.

The crystal buzz is increasing.

The report of initial contact is displayed on the communication link.

The wasp formation has reaped a lot of life and used their high mobility to induce oak to advance to the predetermined ambush site.

Although the ark world has done its best to prevent this action from being perceived by humans, they do not have enough time, because there is a human outpost here. If the time is too long, there may be variables——

Although she has not seen any change in the line of fate.

Veronica's battle court moved quickly from the East, low and fast through the rock canyon and columns, and then over the hills. Three neat squares and galloping gravity tanks glittered in the hot sun.

In her consciousness, she had seen oak's flank turn to the red ruins caused by Star Darts and lasers, and black blood and burning iron splashed on the dry land.

She has seen through everything.

All this is doomed, in an inevitable form.

Veronica knows this is very important to her and plans to join the game to give full play to her ability.

"Here we are, Warlock."

The pilot of the storm snake spoke through a link, and Veronica nodded to the black helmet catcher around her.

She said nothing, but her spirit touched their souls all the time.

Then the rear hatch of the storm snake tank opened smoothly.

As Veronica alighted from the hatch, the lens of her crested helmet adjusted to the awe inspiring light in her eyes, and the long staff sang in her hand.

In the unrealistic vision, she was surrounded by the fanatical aura of battle.

The attack of the spirit clan stabbed into the flank of the OK group like a gun, and stabbed deeply before breaking.

The warrior squad and the fierce Avengers of the howling Banshee have left their transport units, and those Falcon tanks and flame crystal tanks have begun to quickly destroy the OKC vehicles, creating a mass of death.

Star Darts were singing in the air to contain the roar of oke. These green skinned lower creatures were in chaos and torn to death one by one.

"We have attracted their attention."

The captain of the howling Banshee said in the connection, while Veronica was still in the storm snake tank.

The watchers around her waited, their minds stabilized, looking forward to the sound and enthusiasm of landing and launching a raid.

"Not yet -"

When the watchers spread out around her, Veronica suddenly said, and they stopped neatly.

"Not yet."

The green and white robes wrapped her tightly as the storm snake moved towards the reorganizing oak front.

She could feel their confusion, densely arranged in the hot air.

But now is not the time to rush into battle. She has paid a price for her impulse. That rainy night often appears in her dreams——

And somehow, along with that rainy night, there was a face stained with rain, a face disgusting to her, full of hypocrisy and justice.

She thought it was the sequel of her reckless act of directly attacking the other party's soul. She also asked the great prophet, but the great prophet told her that it was not unusual.

But the great prophet also warned her that what she saw in the human brain must not be told to a third person, even the Lords of the ark.

Veronica remembers the teachings of the great prophet, but she can't change that a lower creature often appears in her mind, and she often feels distressed and resentful about it.

Before she began to perform her duties, she had no such prejudice against human beings, but with the increase of contact, she found that human beings are really completely unreasonable creatures——

They won't accept any help from Veronica and her race, and they open fire on them whenever they have a chance.

That's what dirty humans do.

She had no interest in them and their foolish hatred.

While she was thinking, the reformed oaks also found the storm snake that had been following them.

The OKs with guns started shooting. A large number of flames passed by her. The pilot asked to close the cabin door, but Veronica refused.

Oke's shot lasted only a few seconds and was brought down by the shots from the black catcher.

The green skins howled and fell down. Their weak links, eyes, throat and joints were torn one by one. ADA's soldiers easily killed these beasts before they realized what had happened.

Then Veronica gathered her nothingness blade and threw it at those dirty green skins.

The translucent psionic blade left her fingers with a terrible cry, tearing a thread of fire in the air.

Veronica's will control guided the movement of the blade of nothingness, hit the nearest oak, and hit the three green skins with a terrible creak in the blink of an eye.

Although she is still very young (spirit standard), Veronica shows the highest talent among her peers, even surpassing many warwizards who have served for hundreds of years - many people believe that her path may reach the realm of Lord Phoenix in the future.

After easily erasing the three green skins, she smiled and waved her hand gently. The blade of nothingness immediately vibrated and impacted at high frequency, tearing the nearest green skin body.

Blood splashed everywhere on the battlefield.

Usually, such a distance will make it difficult for the weaker psionic to move, but it is as simple for her as not thinking.

Her clenched fingers bear the seal of the ADA gods.

Then the blade of nothingness made a semicircle in the air, and then divided into two and four - until it became twenty-four, swinging and rotating like a line connected to each other.