Chapter 1139 The Enemy Escapes
“You——”
Caught off guard, the huge energy impact caused Ahriman to retreat for more than ten meters in a row, and his armor was scorched black, but Khayon The words seemed to really anger him, and the one eye on his forehead lit up.
"You disappoint me, Kayon."
The majestic energy comes with the language of hatred. Kayon tried his best to hold up the shields, but the physical and The double mental pressure still weighed on him like a mountain.
After holding on for more than ten seconds, blood mist sprayed into the air as Khayon staggered back.
Black blood flowed out of his wounds again, and control of the other Scarlet Letters disappeared, allowing them to gather and fire at him.
The impact of the bomb pushed him back, leaving him covered in flames, blood, and smoke.
"Sorry, Khayon, I can only kill you."
At that moment, Ahriman's eyes no longer burned with fire. They did not look like crystals, but had A deeper blue, like the dusk sky.
Those were his own eyes.
"I died long ago."
Ahriman nodded slowly.
"Well said, it is a last word that can be remembered."
Suddenly, a harsh roar suddenly exploded in Ahriman's ears. He turned around subconsciously, and saw A blinding flash of lightning struck in the darkness.
Even though time had slowed down several times in front of the Thousand Sons Chief, he could only see that it was a blade of light.
The time left for him to react was almost milliseconds, and Ahriman decisively used a ring on his hand.
The sword light diffused, but only cut off an illusion.
Before Ahriman could take a breath, the opponent's second sword had already followed the trace of his teleportation, so he could only use one more prop.
咣——
There was a crisp sound, and Khayon took a closer look. A white hoverbike shot out from behind Ahriman, with a warrior wearing a horse-shaped helmet and hair on his shoulders riding on it.
The man held a dragon-head scimitar in his hand and had already struck at Ahriman's head, but a black hole blocked the blade and swallowed it.
Another hole appeared on the left side of the knight. The blade came out of it and was blocked by the small shield raised by the knight.
"The Deflection Shield, the Ring of Deception. Ahriman, you are really a damn thief."
Kayon knows these things. They are all treasures learned by the Thousand Sons in the past. Thinking of it, Ahriman got it.
The warrior with the war horse helmet did not hesitate. His mount roared suddenly and then rushed to Kayon's side like an arrow from a string.
“Let’s go.”
He only said one word, and Kayan straddled the back seat of the motorcycle.
Ahriman's magic has already caught up with the motorcycle.
The man turned around and slashed the lightning and storm apart, then increased the accelerator, and the motorcycle rushed forward.
Then he swung the sword a second time, and a dark crack appeared in front of the motorcycle. The two of them plunged into it and disappeared into the space. The scarlet letters summoned by Khayon also disappeared one after another after their master left.
"These people"
Looking at the direction in which the two disappeared, Ahriman lowered his head and glanced at his right hand. The bright green ring on his middle finger now had a visible ring. Crack.
"I'm afraid it's going to be a troubled time again."
After that, he disappeared from the place.
"Hmm -"
Kayon's actions were seen by Talos, and the answer seemed to be easy to guess. Although he knew that the Thousand Sons chief was very strong, he did not expect that even Kayon would be defeated.
"He was summoned here by Abaddon?"
"I guess not."
Kayon shook his head.
"He's looking for the Hellfire Stone."
"He's looking for this thing too?" Talos blinked.
“Then you know where that thing is?”
“Yes, it’s in his hand.”
Kayon said, raising his chin towards Soshyan on the ground, which made Talos confused.
“What?”
Kayon then informed Talos about Rozim and others.
"Huh? That cook?"
This made Talos a little confused.
"How did he get involved?"
"I'm afraid only the Golden Throne knows this, but no matter what, the Hellfire Stone will eventually get to him."
" Then I will arrange for people to find them now."
"No need to look for them. I looked for them before coming here. They have already returned to orbit with a homemade aircraft."
" Hey, this cook has a lot of tricks up his sleeve.”
"Okay, stop talking so much, take Soshiyang away first. He has used that power too many times in a short period of time, and it has exceeded the load of his body."
"What about you? "
"I have other things to do"
Soshiyang, who was in a coma, entered a strange dream again, but the dream was filled with fire and smoke, and echoed with Vero. A dream of Nika's voice, although he couldn't see her through the firelight.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a room, surrounded by white walls, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant and blood.
Soshyan sat up, even though it made him slightly uncomfortable, every breath he took felt like it was on fire, his eyes were heavy and his thinking was slow.
It took him a moment to realize that there was something pressing against his palm.
Veronica, lying on the bed, fell asleep, her long hair scattered on the white sheets, still pressing on his palm.
And he was staying in a medical room, which also reminded him of the reason why he became like this.
“Damn.”
Then he expressed his feelings in a hoarse voice.
“Are you awake?”
Before he made any move, Veronica raised her head, revealing a haggard face.
“Where is Abaddon?”
“You are still thinking about Abaddon after this?”
"This is the key to the war."
Said, Soshyan turned around and prepared to get off the bed, but Veronica's next words made him freeze.
“He has run away.”
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Three standard days ago, at the edge of the Pandora galaxy, the main fleet of the Black Legion finally arrived , Legion Fleet Commander Ion Grasper convened a war council.
The fleet now lives in an asteroid field, a rusty red mass on the surface of the void, capable of jamming most sensors and preventing the Empire from detecting them in advance. I thought that I was so optimistic. The previous assault on the Death Star had left every original warship with battle scars. The crew crawled all over the surface of the warship, working in cruel and endless shifts, just to ensure protection. The shield generators continued to operate and the macrocannon arrays came online, but they could not fully complete these tasks without the help of the Adeptus Mechanicus' shipyards, and the nearest shipyards were impossibly far away.
The support fleet of the Black Legion also came from afar, and the long journey through subspace still caused them a lot of trouble. Each servant was like a whipped cow, until the madness of imprisonment was like a virus. Traveling through all decks in the same way.
In this environment, Eingra Speer made his own decision.
"The situation is now very clear. There is no point in delaying it any longer. The top priority is to get the Warmaster out of the planet immediately. This is also his order."
(End of this chapter)