Chapter 477 The Betrayer
The sound when the blast door of the secret cabin is opened is like hydraulic grinding.
In less than a second after Dietrian saw Valier, he smelled a very strong smell, enough to produce a sense of obscene physicality - the moment the bulkhead opened - it was simply... Hit him.
His mechanical prosthetic eyes even automatically activated the shielding function, because the smell penetrated into the soft tissue of his eyes, choked his throat, and stimulated him with a disgusting moist warmth. Not much skin left.
Even cursing was a mistake, because as soon as the air hit his taste detection system, it turned into a smell.
"Get ready to activate the Scream."
The Mechanical Heretic said to the traitor of the Red Corsair.
The "corpse" on the operating table groaned, breathless, and could no longer scream.
There was so little left that even Dietrian could no longer be sure of its original appearance.
The pharmacist turned to look at the mechanical cultist who had "returned from evil to righteousness". The blade in his hand was wet and red.
Beside him were four bodies, skinned and still dripping with water, hanging on dirty chains around the table in the middle.
Valier could see Dietrian's eyes flashing at the hanging corpses, and then explaining their existence in an unusually calm voice.
"They are still alive, and their pain seeps into the screaming induction device."
The traitorous pharmacist used the bloody knife to scratch the skinned face of the prisoner. .
"Now that it's ripe and swollen with pain, they no longer beg for death with their throats, tongues and lungs. But I can hear their whispers caressing my soul, but it doesn't last long, It's very close now, what do you want to say, Bishop?"
"They are all your past comrades-in-arms, don't you want to say anything else?"
"Oh, of course, when I cut them open, I kept chatting with them about the past, which really offset the It takes away some of the boring feeling of monotonous work."
Dietrian snorted, his contempt for this traitor who repeatedly jumped deeper.
The ones he was slaughtering were the red pirates who had been captured on the Naisen No. 4. Several of them had died due to serious injuries.
As for why they are tortured like this——
A victim is required to activate the scream. Mortals cannot do it. Their souls are too fragile, so generally speaking, astropaths are used.
But there are more suitable sacrifices than Astropath.
For example, Astartes.
As for whether Soshyan knows all this, Dietrian is not very sure, because the chapter leader has never paid attention to this instrument or even glanced at it, but based on his personal speculation, The chapter leader should know more or less.
Most of the time, Sevatar was responsible for the screams. The Prince of Crows was very interested in this instrument and praised it as a great invention.
But this time, it was Talos who issued the activation order, just like in the past.
Dietrian walked among the chained living dead and between the operating tables where they lay - Valier's task was actually to keep the corpses alive for a little longer.
Each body is simply not human. It is simply a combination of muscle tissue and stripped veins, twitching at the last moment.
All the Red Pirates lost their tongues, lips, hands and noses, every part was completely destroyed, every part was desecrated like never before.
He was walking past a living monument to fear and pain: vices born of the Eighth Legion's dreams.
The technical heretic then looked back at Valiel. If he had seen the pride in his opponent's eyes at that moment, he would no longer be able to tolerate the existence of this traitor who jumped repeatedly.
Even he found it difficult to understand why Soshyan wanted to keep this guy.
"Not enough"
Dietrian whispered a minute later, over the low groans and gurgling sounds of the pulse tracer.
“This is not enough to deal with such a large fleet.”
"Then-"
Valier tilted his head and looked at the mechanical bishop. Dietrian sent a signal, and then the cabin door opened again, and groups of servitors walked inside. They carried more than a dozen Space Marines who had been stripped of their power armor and their hands and feet were bound. Some of them had their bodies Mutations have occurred, and most people have suffered battle injuries with mutilated limbs, and some have suffered severe head injuries.
Obviously, they are all red pirates captured on the battlefield.
When the red pirates saw the scene inside, their eyes widened in horror.
They anticipate all kinds of outcomes, but never this one.
These people are really loyalists to the empire! ?
“Oh, new goods, this is good, just give me a little time.”
On the way to the operating table, a red pirate suddenly suddenly Grabbing his legs.
"Valier, I know it's you, this voice."
The red pirate, who had an arm and a leg broken, swallowed a mouthful of blood before he even opened his mouth.
Then he tightened his grip.
"Valier! I am Tedley, I saved your life in Badab!"
"Remember, of course I remember."
Valier lowered his head and said to him:
"Now, please take your hands away."
But the desperate red pirate held on tighter.
"Don't do this! Don't leave me here, let me go, I swear I won't tell anyone! I saved you once!"
The pharmacist looked down at the injury Comrade-in-arms, they also fought side by side in the past.
The warrior's face was half-hidden in blood-washed and burned tissue, with his skull exposed. One of his arms ended at his biceps, and only the fleshy stem of one leg remained, starting from his knees. Liquid oozed from where it once was.
"Remove your hands."
Valier repeated it again.
"We'll discuss this later, Tedley, and you know very well that I don't like to be touched."
But the red pirate only tightened his grip.
"Valier, listen to me"
Valier bent down, squeezed the warrior's hand with his own, and pulled back the other's fingers.
But the red pirate still held on tightly, like the last straw in the hands of a drowning man.
Valier didn’t say a word after that, and directly deployed the laser cutter and bone saw on the medical gauntlet.
The next second,
the soldier roared loudly.
"Did you just learn something?"
Valier asked with a smile.
"You disgusting bastard! Bastard! Traitor! I curse you! I will curse you even if I die!!!"
The pharmacist chuckled and took the severed hand. Throw into the corner.
"Prepare the life enhancement device."
Valere took a breath of stale breath, walked to the nearest table, and finally took off his helmet.
"In order to repay your kindness, I will make you the first."
He whispered to the vague flesh and blood of his former comrade. The man used his last strength to Turning her eyes towards him, she raised her moist eyes and looked into the pharmacist's eyes, looking at a completely forgotten place——
(End of this chapter)