Chapter 715 Blood Collection Instrument
“Sometimes, I really have to lament fate.”
With a sigh, Soshiyang picked up the ring around his neck and looked at the symbol on it.
“My family, my legion, my mission, the past of the empire, and the past of mankind will all be intertwined in one place, and in the end it will be me who opens the dusty door——”
"Destiny is not an unpredictable number, but we are too small to even glimpse a wave."
After they chatted for half an hour, Maximilian returned.
"The scouts have returned from their reconnaissance. They found nothing else, but they found traces of green skins and followed the traces to find something."
Mark reported briefly .
"What did you find?"
"The scouts brought back news about a deep pit that was excavated ten kilometers away. They found a large number of green-skinned corpses around the pit. , obviously the greenskins are also interested in this pit for some reason——"
"Then what?"
"The scouts continued to advance and found a disturbing object in the deep pit, some kind of altar, or some kind of machine, with incomprehensible inscriptions carved on it. Rune, so they rushed back as soon as possible."
As he said that, Mark paused.
"In addition to the green skins, the scouts also discovered traces of the second type of target that were extremely well hidden fifteen kilometers away."
Soshiyang thought for a moment, and the second type of target referred to here was The second type of target means that it is not the greenskins who left those traces, but other unidentified creatures.
Suddenly, something occurred to him.
“It should be the Eldar.”
Taros frowned.
“Why are the Eldar here? However, it is indeed difficult to guess what they do, but what is certain is that their appearance heralds something terrible - the Eldar will not get involved in other people’s affairs without reason. things, although their reasons are often incomprehensible to us.”
Soshyan was immediately distraught by the sudden appearance of this ancient alien species.
"Is there anything else that needs to be reported?"
"Regarding the machine, the scouts found a greenskin lying flat on the machine, as if it was being sacrificed."
"A greenskin was sacrificed? Have these guys learned the tricks of Chaos?"
Talos interjected.
“The green skin was hit in the head with a shot. Judging from the caliber, it should be the green skin’s own weapon.”
Soshyan's mind immediately followed these clues and began to construct possibilities.
“In other words, it was sacrificed by one of our own, Chapter Master.”
Hearing this, Soshyan and Talos looked at each other and saw each other. The incredible look in his eyes.
Then they hurried to the location of the mysterious instrument.
As soon as he reached the edge of the pit, Soshyan saw from a distance a black sarcophagus-like thing lying in the middle, with a green skin lying on it, its head cut off and rolled to the side.
Afterwards, Talos, who was most familiar with the corpse, conducted the inspection.
"It was killed by one of our own."
A few minutes later, Talos looked up.
"He was already dead when his head was chopped off. For one reason, he was shot through the brain by a bullet fired from a huge caliber gun."
"So, Green Skin Why do they do this? I don't recall them having this behavior."
Soshyan asked, walking over to the instrument and examining the body himself.
Despite the conclusive evidence, he still refused to believe that this was done by the greenskins, because although the greenskins were murderous, they would never kill for religious purposes, and sacrifices were often religious acts.
“It’s hard to say, because we don’t know the condition of this machine.”
Taros said thoughtfully:
“The sacrifice is just our wishful thinking "My opinion." As he spoke, he squatted down next to the instrument and stared at where the green skin's head was.
Then he looked as if he were pinned and still, as if he were seeing something vague and incomprehensible.
"This guy is not the only one who was sacrificed on this stage today."
As he said that, Talos raised his head and looked at Soshyan.
“You should see this.”
Soshyan walked to the position pointed by Talos, lowered his head and looked at a smooth blood stain.
Many small red thorns pierced through the blood, and for a moment, Soshyan thought they were just spikes designed to prevent the sacrifice from being unable to bear the pain and trying to escape.
But suddenly, he saw them moving, shaking weakly, like trees swaying in the wind.
Looking at the green skin's body again, he noticed that these whiskers were piercing the green skin's body, as if they were trying to drag it into the altar.
With a sudden realization, Soshyan suddenly understood why this green skin looked so strange - it was not all here.
When he crouched down and looked from the side, Soshyan immediately discovered that half of the green skin lying on the table had been sucked under the table - its chest, thighs and feet had been absorbed.
With a feeling of nausea, Soshyan stretched his sword under the green skin and lifted the heavy corpse from the altar.
In an instant, the beard-like objects broke off from the bloody corpse that slid off the stage. The green skin seemed to be roughly cut in half, with the front half cut off lengthwise, leaving the remaining All that was left was a headless back dripping with blood.
Without the corpse, the whiskers disconnected from the fallen corpse, blindly searching for the next target, and then retracted into the surface of the stage.
Soshiyang immediately waved the Holy Flame Sword and activated his stance. Along with the heat wave, the blood pool made a faint sound and evaporated.
Then he removed the sword and stared at the hissing surface.
Under the smooth metal surface, Soshyan seemed to see a set of wriggling internal organs. They were composed of countless metal tubes, pistons and air pumps. Countless needle-like things were trying to reach out to the surface and scratch it. Touching the inner surface of the machine, it's like swimming in an unusually dense medium.
"I guess, this is a blood collection device."
Talos also stood up and stared at the instrument.
"Blood collection? Whose blood is collected?"
"Of course it's green."
This sounded even more confusing, and Soshyan was confused now.
“What are they, no, this thing doing to collect blood?”
Taros thought for a while, and suddenly clapped his hands.
"By the way, I remembered. I have seen similar mechanisms in the Eye of Terror, mainly for the Demon Engine. Since the Demon Engine is very uncontrollable, it often chooses to Freeze or throw them into a stasis position, and the best way to activate them is to pour a lot of blood as energy."
"What do you mean, what do the greenskins plan to awaken?"
Thinking of this, Soshiyang suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and some bold idea emerged.
"Taros, do you think these greenskins have the same purpose as us, and are also looking for the legacy of their past empire?"
"This is not possible. If this is the case, If the instrument was made by the greenskins of the past, then it would make sense. This group of greenskins intends to use their blood to find or awaken something that once belonged to them."
Soshiyang then jerked. make a fist.
"We can't let them succeed. No matter what the green-skin empire left behind, we can't let them take it away!"
"Thinking about it this way, do the Eldar have the same idea?"
"You mean the Eldar came to stop the greenskins?"
"My guess may not be correct, but they should be tracking the greenskins. We will know by following the traces they left.
“Okay! Mark, convey my order, everyone, set off immediately! ””
(End of this chapter)