Chapter 908 Chaxin Secret Technique
Once upon a time, Tubek and Aliman joined forces just to save their army that was on the verge of being broken, and to free their blood brothers from the suffering of mutation. They were also like this at that time Pure and unapologetic, with no concern for personal future.
Thousand Sons suddenly remembered an ancient Terran proverb: Time is like a chainsword, killing everyone mercilessly, making them unable to return to their original appearance.
"Then what are you going to do?"
The two finally entered the living room behind the bridge.
Several senior members of the warband were already waiting there, and Sarpedon picked up a glass of strong liquor brewed with Eldar blood from the table and drank it in one gulp.
“Although we don’t know the specific situation, the Snow Lotus Blade should be on the Paidu Star. Therefore, our main purpose this time is not to conflict with the Star Knights, but to go to the Paidu Star to find the Snow Lotus Blade as soon as possible.”
“That place is now controlled by Abaddon, so I’m afraid it won’t be easy.”
“So we must help the Warmaster win this battle, at least win a naval battle.”< br>
As he spoke, Sarpedon took off the arm armor on his extra two arms, revealing azure skin.
Tubek glanced at the pair of thick blue arms and said with a smile:
"The Chaxin technique of the Second Legion is really magical. It makes me want to practice it."
Sarpedon smiled slightly and handed a filled wine glass to the other party.
“If you don’t practice this technique with the blood of the Second Legion, you will only quickly turn into a chaos egg.”
The reason why Sarpedon grew a pair of arms is because of the The art of chasin has a lot to do with it.
This is a strange secret technique recorded in the Second Legion's holy relic "The Mystic Book of Chrysalis" and was created by their original body in the last stage of his life.
As the first Primarch to come into contact with the Chaos Gods, the Primarch of the Second Legion began to think about the nature of the power of Chaos after his fall, and imagined using one body to contain the power of the four gods at the same time. His ingenuity created the art of Chaxin.
This secret technique consists of a series of rituals, sacrifices and matching sacrificial vessels. Every time a piece of divine power is accommodated, there will be an extra pair of arms and a face. When practiced to the extreme, the four gods can be The power of blessing is gathered in the body without any conflict, becoming the eternal divine choice in the true sense.
Although the original body of the Second Legion did not make it to the last step, the possibility remained.
Sarpedon took the risk to practice this technique because he saw its infinite potential, because once it is achieved, he may become a being that surpasses Abaddon and even surpasses the former Horus.
But if you really want to practice the art of Chaxin, the original body's weapon Snow Lotus Blade is indispensable. It can not only mediate the conflicting power of chaos, but is also an important sacrificial weapon in many rituals.
This is also the real reason why Sarpedon pursues the Snow Lotus Blade diligently.
"Garmo Zejie, I just heard a piece of news——"
Suddenly, a warrior came over, approached Sarpedon's side, and then whispered a few words.
Garmo Zejie is the new name Sarpedon gave himself, and it is also his title as the acting commander of the Legion. He comes from the destroyed home planet of the Second Legion. (From now on we will all be called Garmo Zejie)
Tubek curiously watched the two men whispering while holding the wine glass, and then the soldier walked away.
“Gal Mozejie, what happened?”
“Nothing, it’s just that after knowing that I was appointed as the fleet commander, Hongso started to make a noise, saying that I was not worthy of this appointment, but The Black Heart King has already pushed him down."
"It's that stupid pig. No wonder, no wonder, I have never seen anyone with an IQ over 50 in Iron Warriors. In some cases, Ou. Green is smarter than them."
"Let's not talk about him, Brother Tubek, what did the people you contacted a few days ago say?"
Tubek put down the quilt, took out a piece of parchment, opened it and showed it to Garmozejie.
“I have contacted all the twelve people you want to contact one by one. Eight of them are willing to join, but there are some conditions. The other three have directly refused, and one is still considering it.”
< br>Garmo Zejie glanced at the text above, and some names and the requirements corresponding to the names were clearly written on it - he invited people who he thought were capable, mostly lone wolves or small war gangs. Gangs, so most of their needs are battleships or material replenishment, and occasionally a few need heretical knowledge or spiritual treasures. "The one you are considering is the Prince of Thorns?"
"Ah, it's the skinning addict. His warband never recovered after being severely injured by the man-eating shark, so he brought A dozen people worked odd jobs for Abaddon.”
"What is he thinking about?"
"This guy offended a very powerful demon for some unknown reason. Now he is being hunted down as soon as he enters the subspace. He is looking for someone who can help him solve the problem, but You also know that this is a thankless task, and the devil is very vindictive. If it cannot be dealt with directly, there will be endless troubles."
Galmo Zejie thought for a while, and then said to Tubek:
"Tell him, I can help him solve the problem."
Tubek was stunned for a moment.
"Are you serious?"
"It's just a small demon. As long as I retrieve the Snow Lotus Blade, I won't be afraid even if the big demon comes."
"Okay, I will tell him "
After a moment of silence, Tubek suddenly said softly:
"I shouldn't ask this, but I still want to know, what are your plans after taking back the Snow Lotus Blade?"
Garmo Zejie drank the last sip of wine from the cup and asked flatly:
"Brother, what kind of person do you think Huron is?"
"Too heavy on gains and losses, philistine and vulgar, He has no ambitions and only thinks about his own small kingdom, but he can achieve success but not achieve anything."
Galmo Zejie nodded.
"That's right, apart from the mob, he actually has nothing. Those so-called warriors only fight for rewards. Besides being called businessmen, what else can such a person call himself?"
"So you are ready to get rid of him?"
"I need to choose a true partner, an ally who has a long-term vision and knows that the galaxy will change in the future."
Picture Beck frowned.
“Abaddon is powerful, but being powerful also means that he is very powerful. He will only regard you as a servant and servant, not an ally. Years of smooth sailing have made him accustomed to controlling everything. Arrogant enough not to take the Primarch into consideration."
"Abaddon is superstitious about his own power and does not even believe in the true power of Chaos. We will embrace the true power."
Garmo Zejie curled his lips mockingly and said:
“When he uses us, we will also use him. Since he is used to bathing in glory, we might as well let him do it for us first. Shelter from wind and rain, after all, Huron's anger is not easy to bear."
"Yes, it depends on your next plan, but how do you convince the other people in the fleet? But he sent out several of his cronies, so he is obviously not stupid."
Galmo Zejie smiled coldly and crossed his arms across his chest.
“The mind-control techniques in the secret book will make them succumb. As long as most of them are controlled, the remaining die-hards will not be able to overturn the situation.”
Huron probably never imagined that the commander he appointed was already thinking about how to betray him.
(End of this chapter)