"J. Robert King - Invasion Cycle 01 - Invasion" - читать интересную книгу автора (King Robert J)

Barrin signaled for the hoppers and angels to execute a
topside strafing run on the plague ship. He himself would
fly below.
As the attack squadron approached, hoppers spread
their wings. Angels began a piercing song. Their voices
woke white magic from the very air. It enveloped them as
they shot outward in a long attack.
A wall of black energy and red plasma rose dead ahead.


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Hoppers punched through, the stuff spattering from
polished metal. A few caught the plasma in weak seams or
intakes. They disintegrated in midair or gummed up and
tumbled from the skies.
The angels were untouched. They sang the music of the
spheres, which burned away all that was impure. Joining
their gleaming comrades beyond, they swarmed down on
the plague ship.
Hoppers sent exploding quarrels into the side of the
ship. Crimson fire scooped out sections of hull and engine.
Phyrexian limbs and skulls hailed from the blast sites.
Angels severed power conduits, bringing geysers of energy
spewing from the ship. White smoke belched out all
around.
For all their success, though, the hoppers and Serrans
were merely bees stinging a mammoth. They could nettle it
but not kill it.
Barrin lost sight of the squadron. His dragon engine
swooped beneath the plague ship. He prepared a spell.
White energies crawled down his arms. Drawing them
through the air, he garbed himself in a suit of scintillating
lightningтАФand only just in time. Clouds of plague rolled
up around him. The air crawled with contagion. It pressed
upon the envelope of energy around Barrin and hissed on
the metal skin of the dragon engine.
Barrin stared up through the death cloud. It grew more
dense ahead. He was approaching the main plague port
beneath the ship. Its shaft would lead directly to the disease
banks. It was Barrin's target. If he could send a blast up
through the main plague port, he could purge the disease.
What blast, though? A fireball or lightning strike would
only spread the contagion. Barrin gathered white power
from the vast plains below. He had intended these spells for
the wounded after the battle, enough for a thousand


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