Chapter 506 Abaddon’s Messenger
Iskandar Khayon is a Chaos Sorcerer, the Vigilant Lord of the Black Legion, the leader of the Kaha Shehan Warband, and the third man of Azerkerion , a close associate of Abaddon, the Thousand Sons called him "Black Khayon" - because of his crime of attacking his Primarch, and the Black Legion called him the Kingbreaker because he once forced the Thousand Sons Primarch Magnus to kneel On the ground.
"What does the Warmaster want us to do? Is this a worthy question?"
As Khayon listened to his words melt into the silence that enveloped the throne room, Hugh Ren's sunken bright yellow eyes stared back at him.
At the foot of the throne and on both sides, the bodyguards wearing Terminators stood motionless. Only Kelkus stood beside his lord, and he was the only high-ranking Red Pirate commander present here.
In the queue belonging to the Black Legion below, "Prince of Masks" Telemanon swayed behind Khayon. The black metal ring of the armor's skirt rustled against the floor. People could even hear the lips under his mask because of It makes a whirring sound out of boredom.
Telemanon Lyra is the Emperor's son who defected to the Black Legion. He is also one of the founding members of the Black Legion. He once served as the commander of the 51st Company of the Third Legion and also served under Horus. During the Rebellion, he joined Lord Commander Eidolon's Honor Guard and responded to the Warmaster's order to assemble the rebel forces in Ullanor.
After the Great Heresy, he was the deputy commander of the warband formed by the 16th, 40th and 51st Companies of the Emperor's Children. After the formation of the Black Legion, Telemanon remained loyal to Abaddon and became his lieutenant and An envoy of the Legion, he was one of the important commanders in the Seventh Black Crusade. In addition, Telemanon also led a large Chaos warband called the "Screaming Masks", whose members were composed of Chaos Raptor Strike Forces.
One step behind the Masked Prince, Amulal, who was wearing black armor, remained motionless, breathing behind his horned helmet and making a low hissing sound.
He was a former Captain of the Sons of Horus, now one of Abaddon's assistants, and often appears as the Warmaster's messenger.
The presence of three Abaddon's envoys at the same time can completely show the importance of the Chaos Warmaster.
Huron's silence continued, and everyone was trying to maintain their gaze amidst the oppression of the Black-Hearted King.
It has to be said that Kayon must admit that the rumors have considerable truth. Huron now has a very obvious change compared to the last time he saw them.
His existence seems to have shrunk, not because of changes in size, but because his sense of existence has weakened, and the cruel light in his eyes has been replaced by pure hatred. The flesh and blood on his bones has withered, and is attached to the back of his head. The light was so bright that Khayon's eyes could not discern its source.
The suit of armor endowed with powerful black magic was almost overwhelmed by pistons, metal struts and brushed plastic steel. Huron's head was embedded among a large number of cables and metal conduits, like an operating bed. patient on board.
There is no doubt that the defeat hit him very hard.
The rumors should be true. The Red Pirates were defeated by enemies who were far outnumbered by them, and their majesty was shattered.
"I am not responsible for you, Khayon."
Huron finally spoke, his voice like steel rubbing against each other.
But the Lord of the Dusty Dead did not flinch, and his tone was even tougher than before.
"You answer to the Warmaster, and I am his emissary."
"So that's why Abaddon sent you here, and then asked me to guess a riddle?"
Kayon heard it Seeing the edge in this sentence, he lowered his head, half in submission, half in recognition.
"The deal between Warmaster and you still exists. The gene seeds we ordered from you have been delayed for some time. Warmaster wants to know why?"
" Black Legion, don’t go too far!”
Kelkus yelled, pointing an armored finger at Khayon as if it were the barrel of a gun.
“Do you want to humiliate us by knowingly asking?”
“Our lord, the one who made the contract with you, spoke and asked according to his will.”< br>
Kayon looked up at the bronze and ruby eyes on top of the black flagpole in his hand.
"Here and now, I am his voice." Kelkus opened his mouth, but Huron moved his eyes, and the red pirate captain immediately fell silent.
"All the gene seeds, goods, and trade goods have been stolen by the Empire. We need some time."
"That is not an answer."
Hugh Ren slowly turned his head, his gaze resting on the darkness in the corner of the throne room.
“The Maelstrom is an important base for the Empire, and many subspace channels start from it. This also means that if we ignore it, it will definitely be used by the enemy. I know Abaddon What is the plan? The purpose of those black stone fortresses obtained from the Gothic sector may be hidden from others, but it can never be hidden from me. There are many routes to the throne world, but the future war will not be hidden from others. Victory is not determined by strength or numbers, but by who controls these gates to Terra."
Huron paused and turned his attention back to Khayon.
"If Abaddon still wants to continue to implement his grand plan, then don't test me again and again. We have indeed received a certain blow, but if he thinks this we will If he becomes weak and can be manipulated, then he thinks too simply."
As he spoke, the curtain behind Huron's throne suddenly fell.
The members of the Black Legion's envoys looked up one after another, and the next second they let out low shouts of exclamation. Only Telemanon laughed.
On the towering barbed iron fence, more than a dozen broken bodies wearing red power armor are hanging. Some of them are dead, and some are still struggling slightly. All of them are at least Two limbs were missing and tightly wrapped in barbed wire.
"These guys once had such thoughts. After breaking their oath of allegiance, I gave them the cruelest punishment."
Kayon met Huron's gaze, but felt shuddering. It felt like being submerged in ice.
There is no doubt that they did underestimate the methods of this maelstrom hero. They did not expect that the other party would clean up the internal instability factors in such a short period of time.
Some of the people who were hanged even contacted Kayon and tried to get their help.
Kayon did not accept or reject, he just expressed an ambiguous attitude.
If the Red Pirates really change owners, it will be a good thing for the Black Legion.
But now it seems that it is too early.
Complicated thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning. A second later, Khayon lowered his head and carefully ensured that the flag in his hand was still upright.
"The Warmaster did not mean that, King Blackheart."
He answered the other party with polite words, and was careful to make his tone show alertness, respect and strength at the same time.
"Warmaster, I still value our friendship with you."
Huron tilted his head slightly.
“Friendship?”
The tyrant sneered. Although it was disdainful, everyone felt that the sense of oppression disappeared from their bodies.
“Honestly speaking, as far as I know of the deeds, everyone who was involved in Abaddon’s friendship probably didn’t end well, and those who were brothers with him died horribly. ”
The other party's words made Kayon raise his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything - everyone knew that there were only a few people who were truly brothers with Abaddon, including him.
(End of this chapter)