Chapter 953 The Besieged Black Legion
“I’ve said before that Eingraspeer is a waste, a shit-eating thing! He has never commanded such a huge fleet. I’ve heard that before. He has never flown anything bigger than a fishing boat in his life! It would be great if he loses, but leaves us under the threat of enemy orbital bombardment!"
"Stop talking about nonsense, Urqui! Thos is just the cry of a little kid."
"What are you talking about, Drum Korda!"
Equexos, the commander of Abaddon's hounds. The two rows of metal teeth gleamed on the scarred dark face, and a tremor flowed through his body. This was not a manifestation of fear, but a blasphemous physiological transformation and pure bloodlust. The butcher's nails were gnawing at him. brain - and he was trying to restrain himself.
There are thousands of followers of Khorne among the troops of the Black Legion. They are divided into many warbands, large and small, and these warbands are all commanded by Erquessus, who guides these people according to Abaddon's will.
Looking at the twisted face of the Champion of Khorne, the commander of the Sons of Khorne, "Tyrant of Sarora" Drum Korda seemed to be laughing and howling at the same time, but due to the mutation in his throat, The laughter was like the chorus of thousands of night owls.
After some followers of Slaanesh swore allegiance to Abaddon and joined the Black Legion, they formed numerous warbands within the legion, collectively known as the Sons of Cruelty. However, the reason why they stood on the same side as the Marauders was because Indulging in the pleasure of inflicting pain and making their victims bleed, the Sons of Cruelty are despised by the Emperor's Children, who view them as nothing more than a group of traitors to their Primarch, although they embrace the joy of Slaanesh. Just a lackey of Abaddon.
Drum Korda, also known as the Tyrant of Sarora, is a Chaos Lord of the Black Legion and one of Abaddon's personal choices. He was once a member of the Thirteenth Company of the Sons of Horus. A veteran sergeant, he is also one of Abaddon's most relied upon and trusted subordinates.
“Your bullshit.”
The Tyrant of Sarora said again:
"That's the cry of a coward."
"Fuck you Slaanesh little bastard!"
Equisos roared. As he stood, saliva spurted from between his metal teeth.
“Please clean up your mouth, you piece of trash selling your butthole!!”
Then he pointed the chain saw ax horizontally at the opponent, and said in an almost threatening tone:
"We still have a debt to settle! When my people were raided in the Red Sand Mountains, your people obviously It's nearby, why don't you support me!"
Dram Korda's reaction was just a scream like a laugh, as if the sound of claws raking over pieces of metal had acquired a personality, beside him. Zagthin the Destroyer also laughed mockingly, further irritating the fragile nerves of the Khorne champion.
Zagzin the Breaker, like Dram Korda, is a warlord of the Sons of Cruelty, and is also a Chaos Lord who loves sadism. He once took advantage of the local people in the agricultural world of Valencia. Rose Garden created a labyrinth full of thorns and forced the prisoners into this place, and then carried out massacres for fun. In the end, countless residents of the planet died in the dark army's pursuit for several hours, and they were all injured in their panic. The thorns opened several wounds.
“We have done everything the order requires, you idiot who can only drool and yell, your own soldiers can’t hold their own battle lines, what does this mean? It means they are too weak ”
The Imperials had already started massacring them before we arrived.
"Damn you!"
Equisos raised his hand, as if ready to chop the battle ax into the opponent's head.
While the two were quarreling, no one else said anything. The Masked Prince Telemanon Leila leaned against the wall with her arms folded, as if waiting for a good show, and her whole body was swollen and light green. The slug Lex, whose armor was covered with horns and mucus, stood farthest from the crowd, because few people could stand the smell of him.
“Don’t be impulsive!”
With a low roar, an invisible force prevented the Khorne champion from taking any further extreme actions.
The fraudster Igosemo raised his head as if he had awakened from a deep sleep, and the four eyes of the silver mask on his face lit up with a light red light at the same time.
After Khayon's "disappearance", Igorthymo became the new wizard lord and Abaddon's personal choice in the Black Legion, completely replacing Khayon's original status - some people are secretly talking about this. The ruthlessness of the great plunderer means that even brothers who have sworn a blood alliance will abandon them like nothing when they lose their value.
At the moment when the two sides were most tense, Igosemo issued a psychic warning as sharp as a blade, and sent it to both parties at the same time.
Equexos's face twitched, his cranial implants boiling at the unwelcome psychic signal, but it was enough to give him some slight hesitation.
Then he put down his weapon. Drum Korda spread his hands and said helplessly:
"Igosemo, you saw that Erquessos became confused and started to accuse others at will. This is destroying the unity within the legion."
"It was your dog that made We have suffered heavy losses.”
Igosemo didn’t say anything, but he didn’t like the excrement-like stains emanating from the Tyrant of Salora, and this dirty emotion permeated the surrounding air.
"Equisos, I understand your displeasure."
In the end, Igosemo chose to appease one side first.
“But now is not the time to argue.”
At this moment, the entire space suddenly shook. Considering that the command post is located more than two thousand meters underground, only one person caused this vibration. Plant something.
Something that makes them feel powerless but helpless.
“Another orbital bombing!”
One of Erquessus' shoulders twitched, and then his head shook, trying to shake off the dust that fell on his head.
"We are like voles stuck in a hole! Damn it! I have never been so humiliated in my life!"
The words of the Khorne Champion rarely got everyone this time recognition.
Igosemo sighed lightly, he knew that this was the source of the quarrel -
Pressure.
The enemy's orbital bombardment and the closed underground space have created huge mental pressure for everyone. In addition, few Chaos Space Marines themselves are emotionally stable. Under heavy pressure, it is easy for old grudges to break out violently. conflict, even bloodshed.
But Abaddon forbids anyone from attacking.
After Dram Korda cursed, he spit on the ground, and the acid eroded the metal floor.
“If this continues, all of us will be buried alive underground.”
“But the orbit is completely controlled by the enemy.”
"So what the hell is wrong with me saying that Iongrasper is a waste!? It's not him, why are we so passive?"
"What's the use of scolding him now, he can drive the Spirit of Vengeance Come to save you?”
At this moment, the door opened and a high-pitched voice sounded.
“The Warmaster has arrived!!!”
(End of this chapter)