Chapter 993 Abaddon's Underground Palace
On the left side of Harkon is the champion swordsman Telemanon. The most profound impression on Garmozerje is that his skin was peeled off and then re-glued. A masked face.
However, a certain signal released by the sword at the opponent's waist also gave him an idea of the swordsman's strength.
Between Harkon and Telemanon is the wizard lord Yggethmer. He is wearing gorgeous black and blue armor, with four strange eyes flashing behind the visor, holding a stick in his hand. A scepter with the Golden Eye of Horus engraved on the top.
In Garmo Zejie’s field of vision, he saw the aura on Igorsemo’s body rippling, rolling like a tattered shroud, and at the same time, the power of his soul was constantly gushing out. .
Powerful, no matter how you look at it, it's very powerful.
"The envoy of the Black-Hearted King has been waiting for a long time."
With Igthemer's greetings, Hakon and Telemanon also bowed their heads slightly.
Garmo Zej noted the subtle observance of power, authority and etiquette, while the scepter in Egthymer's hand meant that at this moment, he represented Abaddon, and his words represented the Warmaster. .
He then smiled.
"Eternal Igesemer, the Messenger of the Apocalypse, and the Masked Prince, on behalf of all the soldiers under my command, I pay my highest respect to you."
Galmo Zejie's words were calm and sincere. and warmth are clearly visible.
“This honor belongs to all of us.”
Igosemo responded simply.
“Your name is known to the gods.”
The scar that extended to Garmozejie's mouth moved. Before he could speak, Igosemo noticed Tubek.
“With all due respect.”
The voice of the former Thousand Word Wizard was hoarse.
"Tubek, although the Black Legion still welcomes your arrival, I did not expect this meeting."
"Do you need to make an appointment in advance for meetings between family members and brothers? Goselmo, everyone, we have to unite at this moment, don’t we?”
"Indeed, but the message was sent in accordance with the will of the Warmaster, but it did not summon you or your warband. The summons was sent to the Red Sea, but you are still wearing the armor of the old legion."
" Message? It’s a pity that the gods did not bring your message to me, but the eternal wind guided me to come where I was needed,”
Tubek glanced at Galmozer Jay.
“You need me here, don’t you?”
Although Igosemo’s face was obscured by a helmet, in Galmo Zejie’s eyes, there was a hint of something different in the other person’s attitude. meaning.
"The Warmaster's court only welcomes those who can abandon the past."
"In his court? What made a company commander in the Great Crusade era become a king? When he was a follower of Horus, he could Not so arrogant."
"Exiled Tubek, do you know that your words will lead to your death?"
"Come on, don't act like that to me. Stinky face, Igesemo, you owe me a lot.”
The two former Qianzi stood face to face and exchanged sarcastic remarks.
But the surrounding Black Legion lords didn't seem to see it. After all, similar things happen often in the Legion, even among old friends.
For Chaos Space Marines, quarreling and putting on airs has almost become an art. It is used when collecting debts and cheating. In a sense, it is also a very solemn ritual.
“Okay, we are not here to argue.”
Galmo Zejie raised his hand to stop Tubek’s next words. "Stop talking about this, I must see the Warmaster. For our victory, I must see him."
He paused, displaying a perfect balance of sincerity and humility, as if directed by the finger of a divine musician, drawn by thought and humor.
"I'm here just to help him. I can help him."
It took a while before Igosemo squeezed out a word.
“The Warmaster will be grateful for your service.”
“I will be happy to contribute, too.”
Garmo Zejie's smile was somewhat meaningful. At this time, Yi Gesemmo noticed that some more people came down from the opponent's storm birds. They had different shapes, but the same thing was that they were not wearing red pirate armor. There is no Red Pirates logo either.
Noticing that the wizard lord was looking behind him, Garmo Zejie immediately explained:
"Some of my personal friends are also willing to serve the Warmaster."
Igosemo snorted, with a little contempt.
“Your friendships are really wide, including the Night Lords, Iron Warriors, World Eaters, and the Thousand Sons. Is that person from Alpha? I have some impressions of their war gang. The story of Iron Blood Star has spread a lot. "Little version." (These are official characters with names, you can guess who they are~)
"Ha, you can go far if you have many friends, right?"
Then, the group entered deeper into the underground network. Under Attica, the corrosion had reached an unfathomable level, and the subspace Throughout the halls and rooms, half-descended demons escaped from the edge of vision, and mutated servants hid in the shadows and watched secretly.
For the rest of the journey, the people of the Black Legion had sullen faces almost all the way, as if the shadows and silence made them hold their breath.
The buzzing of the power armor and the sound of armor boots hitting the ground spread out along with the vibration of the air.
The entire Attica underground space has been repeatedly reinforced during this period of time, almost becoming a fortress, and everyone passed through the upper level. Then enter the main body of the fortress below.
The smooth passage along the way was dripping with water drops from time to time. When the servitors, servants and soldiers saw everyone, they hurriedly stepped aside.
Opening the blast door, they entered the elevator and went down the shaft supported by rusty metal.
Originally, this was just a few mine tunnels running through it, but within a year, tunnels extending in all directions were built, extending deep into the ground.
"How is the situation outside the void recently?"
Haken, who had been silent, suddenly asked when he walked out of the large elevator. At this time, they were about to enter a passage paved with plastic steel. .
As soon as Garmo Zejie raised his head, he saw the weapons rack on the ceiling rotating and aiming at them. The auxiliary aiming beam illuminated his armor. After a heartbeat, the rotating weapons became silent.
“Ah, the situation is not very good. The empire’s naval power has been strengthening. Although Lord Aingra Speer has been trying hard to deal with it, his fleet suffered too many losses in the previous naval battle. Unless the latest reinforcements are in place, he and his fleet are currently unable to break through the Imperial blockade of orbit."
"Why did the naval battle fail?"
"Because the Dark Angels were not expected. Sudden intervention."
Haken snorted and said nothing more.
In front of them, at the end of the tunnel, was a yellow and black metal door. Two tall figures stood on both sides of the door. Shields the size of tank turrets were held in their piston-driven hands, while the other hand held a deterrent. Extremely powerful broad-bladed swords, their eyepieces flashed with cold green light, seemingly indifferent to everything in front of them.
In front of Abaddon's bodyguards who were wearing Gastarin Terminators, Igorthymo also had to lower his profile,
"The Warmaster will personally summon the envoys of Shuron."
When Igthemer said these words, Farkus stepped out of the shadows, a huge, deformed silhouette appearing with the low hum of armor activation.
(End of this chapter)