Chapter 40: Prison

in the Lower Deck In the lower deck of the Hateful Worm.

When Fu Qinghai discovered that the dazzling white light surrounding him had just lit up and then went out.

He knew that something had happened.

The signal on the communication channel is not good now, and Fu Qinghai cannot determine what went wrong.

Fu Qinghai stood there, concentrating on thinking.

The only possibility he could think of was that the enemy had ambushed other warships on the back of the planet, and the enemy warships raided the Sothalan anchored in orbit, making the transmission unable to continue.

But in addition to the Sotharan, there was also the White Scars' Cutlass in orbit.

Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore.

Fu Qinghai put aside all distracting thoughts, calmed his mind, and continued walking forward.

Now that we are here, let's explore a bit and see what is in this lower cabin.

Fu Qinghai walked to the first compartment surrounded by iron pillars and was surprised to find a woman kneeling inside.

A slender and tall red-haired woman wearing white body armor, with her hands tied behind her back, kneeling on the ground with her legs spread apart and forward.

Her striking fiery red hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of her head.

Under the pale light shining directly above her head, she lowered her head, her face hidden in the dark shadow, kneeling there motionless, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

The Eldar...

Fu Qinghai stared at the pointed ears of the woman that showed through her fiery red hair.

Is this dead?

Fu Qinghai thrust the power knife without the disintegration field into the iron fence, and lifted the chin of the Eldar woman with the tip of the knife.

A pair of cold eyes looked at him.

"Does it look good, human?"

Fu Qinghai nodded, "It looks pretty good."

This Eldar woman had moon-white skin, tall eyebrows, a pointed chin, a straight nose, two blood-red tooth-shaped battle lines on her cheeks, and a triangle with an inverted "Ψ" symbol on her forehead.

Fu Qinghai retracted the power sword and asked with some surprise: "Can you speak Low Gothic?"

Judging from his appearance, he is at most nineteen or twenty years old, but the lifespan of the elves is very long and cannot be compared with that of humans. He might be hundreds of years old.

The elf girl still stared at Fu Qinghai coldly, obviously not intending to answer his question.

Fu Qinghai shrugged and asked:

"Where are your weapons?"

The Eldar girl was stunned when she heard this, and blurted out in surprise:

"You're going to release me?"

Fu Qinghai said: "I ask, you answer, don't answer questions with questions."

I won't tolerate your bad habits… Fu Qinghai thought.

Rumor has it that the Eldar are very arrogant. They once dominated the galaxy. In their eyes, humans are just upright apes on a blue planet tens of thousands of years ago. They simply look down on the Human Empire.

The young lady from the Spirit Tribe listened to Fu Qinghai's nonchalant tone, gritted her teeth, and whispered:

"It's locked in the bulkhead behind you."

Fu Qinghai turned around, and the folded mechanical arm behind him opened and rose as his mind thought. The hot jet of the welding gun passed across the cabin wall, and the large pliers pinched and pulled, and a secret compartment was opened.

There were three things lying quietly inside.

A strangely shaped bone-white helmet, a weird-looking pistol, and a thin, long knife with a curved tip.

Sure enough, this elf girl is a howling banshee.

Howling Banshees are a unique warrior species of the Ark Eldar, specializing in high-agility close combat. They may not be as good as Space Marines in brute strength and defense, but they are better than Space Marines in terms of skills and speed.

Each of these tribe warriors who worship the Eldar god of war, Khaine Bloody Hand, is an efficient killing machine.

As for why the Word Bearers wanted to lock up this Eldar girl here, Fu Qinghai, who had witnessed the slaughterhouse altar, knew it with his toes.

Unlike humans who only have one psychic in millions, every Eldar is a psychic, but their talents vary.

It is much easier to capture the Eldar for sacrifice than to select psychics from the vast sea of ​​people. As long as you have the ability to catch them, you can catch one psychic at a time.

"Turn around." Fu Qinghai ordered.

Under the temptation of freedom, the elf girl moved her knees obediently and turned her back to Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai stretched his power sword into the steel fence. As the tip of the sword rose, a faint blue light flashed, and the restraints on the elf girl's wrist broke smoothly.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you after I get the equipment?" The Eldar girl, whose hands were free again, stood up and asked coldly.

She is so tall... Fu Qinghai looked at this elf woman who was at least two meters tall when she stood up. Fu Qinghai, who was used to looking down at mortals, felt for the first time that he was looking at people at eye level.

In contrast to her height, the Eldar are very slender, but it is said that the quality of their muscle fibers is far superior to that of humans.

"Why do you want to kill me?" Fu Qinghai asked seriously.

"Good question." The Eldar girl's tone was full of obvious sarcasm: "I also want to ask why you humans attack us for no reason."

It can be seen from the fact that aliens are called "aliens" that the Human Empire is a very xenophobic and conservative country. The Human Empire is hostile to all non-human races, whether you are the elegant and beautiful Eldar like space elves, or some other strange-looking humanoid creatures, they are all called "aliens" in the Human Empire.

Before Robert Guilliman signed an alliance agreement with the Eldar Prophet, the attitude of the various territories of the Human Empire towards the wandering Ark Eldar was to attack and expel them.

Fu Qinghai said: "You should ask this question to the Terra Council, which truly represents the Human Empire, or any star zone lord, instead of asking me."

After saying that, Fu Qinghai threw a pistol, a long knife and a helmet into the prison cell.

The Eldar girl looked at the pile of equipment thrown in front of her, and couldn't believe that Fu Qinghai actually returned her equipment to her. She looked up at the Space Marine in front of her and asked in confusion:

"You are very different from other humans I have met... What is your purpose in saving me?"

Fu Qinghai took off his helmet, spread his arms, and said,

"First of all, I have no prejudice against other alien races, pretty Eldar lady. Secondly, I just think that we currently, temporarily, have a common enemy, don't we?"

"You were abducted here by the Word Bearers Space Marines. I know what your fate will be. You will be used as a sacrifice to summon the demons of the Warp."

"And it just so happens that my enemies are also these traitors. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. At least at this moment, we have common interests."

Fu Qinghai spoke with reason and evidence.

Fu Qinghai felt that his persuasion was very logical and reasonable. He always considered himself a reasonable person.

I mentioned earlier that we should not tolerate the elves' bad habit of arrogance. This is just a negotiation technique of first suppressing and then praising. After all, everyone knows that there is no way out of blindly being a bootlicker.

In order to increase his persuasiveness and affinity, he even took off his helmet, imitating Talar's way of negotiating with mortals.

Talar once told Fu Qinghai that mortals would feel nervous and anxious when they saw the Astartes Brothers talking to them through a loudspeaker through a hideous and cold helmet. Taking off the helmet and revealing the face would help relieve their tension.

Fu Qinghai's only worry was that this spirit woman was also a woman.

As we all know, women are not very reasonable, regardless of race.

In response to Fu Qinghai's sincere speech, the elf girl nodded slowly, then squatted down and began to put on her equipment.

Fu Qinghai breathed a sigh of relief.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

If she still holds a grudge against the previous conflicts and contradictions between her Eldar Ark Fleet and the Human Empire, then Fu Qinghai's actions will only bring trouble to herself.

A howling banshee is not a common soldier that can be easily dealt with, and another fierce battle is inevitable.

The most important thing is that he has never learned about the Howling Banshees in actual combat, and doesn't know what devious methods they have.

The elf girl put on what Fu Qinghai thought was a helmet, but it was actually a mask.

This is a bone-white, long mask with a high helmet top extending from the forehead. The back of the mask is decorated with brown-red hair like a lion's mane. The visor is a ferocious goggles and an enlarged horizontal grille breathing valve. Fu Qinghai heard that this breathing valve is a loudspeaker. Together with the psychic amplifier installed in the helmet top, it releases the psychic screams of the howling banshee to shock the enemy's mind.

The Eldar girl put on a mask, picked up a pistol and a long sword, and turned from an ethereal and beautiful girl into a ferocious warrior.

The slender sword flashed with blue arcs of disintegration force fields, and with a light stroke it cut through the iron pillars of the prison.

The masked elf girl glanced at Fu Qinghai, then turned and walked out.

"Hey, where are you going?" Fu Qinghai couldn't help but ask.

He really wanted to remind this Eldar woman who had been imprisoned in the dungeon that the transport ship was now parked on a deserted planet.

"None of your business." The voice of the elf girl was filtered through the loudspeaker and became hard and rough, regardless of gender.

After saying this, the howling banshee warrior lightly tapped the ground with her toes and her figure disappeared into the dark passage.

Well, let's not talk about pledgeing oneself to her…Faced with the unfaithful behavior of the spirit girl who remained indifferent to the life-saving grace, Fu Qinghai shrugged helplessly.

At least he had caused trouble for the Word Bearers.

Then Fu Qinghai put on his helmet, turned around and walked towards the next prison cell.

Let me take a look at what is locked up here.

At this moment, Fu Qinghai actually felt the pleasure of opening a blind box.

The next compartment held a skeleton.

Oh... is he dead? Sorry to bother you.

Fu Qinghai went to the next compartment.

Several prison cells in a row were empty.

It was not until the last prison cell that Fu Qinghai saw an old woman in cloth sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Hearing Fu Qinghai's footsteps, the old woman raised her head, smiled kindly and looked at Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai's face inside the helmet was tense and he frowned.

"Who are you?"

This is a transport ship of the Traitor Space Marine Legion. It is a lower-level prison where a group of evil and cruel Chaos Space Marines hold special prisoners.

Here, an old woman appeared.

This kind of situation is weird and creepy just thinking about it.

"I'm Agu, Aguela Graham, you can also call me Prophet Agu, young man." The old lady in plain clothes smiled kindly.

Fu Qinghai thought, I'm wearing a helmet, how do you know I'm a young man...

He is also a "prophet" and is becoming more and more like a charlatan.

Fu Qinghai looked at the old woman carefully to confirm that she was not some alien creature disguised as a human.

"This... uh, old man, why are you being locked up here by them?"

The old woman smiled and said, "Who said I was locked up here?"

Hmm? What do you mean?

Fu Qinghai was slightly stunned, then he reacted and reached out and gently pushed the iron fence.

With a slight "creaky" sound, the cell door opened.

The cell door was not locked, which meant that the old woman was staying here voluntarily?

Fu Qinghai slowly took a step back, and the disintegration force field on the power long sword started with a "hum".

"Who are you?" Fu Qinghai asked in a deep voice.

The old woman smiled and said, "I told you, I am the prophet Agu. I came here under the guidance of a prophecy. The prophecy told me that a new existence that will attract the attention of the four gods of the warp will soon be born on this planet, so I came."

After a confusing and seemingly ambiguous speech, the old woman changed the subject and said:

"Haha, young man, there's no need to be so nervous. There's no need to waste time on an old man like me. I've seen that your commander is in a tough fight. Go help him. Haha."

Fu Qinghai frowned and slowly retreated with a serious expression. He was not sure what this weird old woman was, so it was always a good idea to stay vigilant.

Was she talking about Vlahos being in a tough fight? Or was she referring to Ogedei in orbit?

Fu Qinghai decided to ignore this mysterious old woman for the time being and go out to take a look.

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(End of this chapter)