Chapter 1183 Inexplicable Whispering
“.An explanation that prevents me from annihilating you immediately.”
Soshiyang’s attitude can be described as very tough, the kind that puts bayonets on sight.
Although Eli Dazadon felt very unhappy and even clenched his fists, those terminators told him very clearly that the other party really had this ability.
In the end, he chose to swallow this breath, not for himself, but only for the other brothers to survive and for the continuation of the war group.
"We are not traitors."
Soshyan shook his head.
“Whether you are a traitor or not is not what you think, it is what the empire and the Tribunal think, and you were declared excommunicated and rebelled a long time ago.”
“We have broken away. Kranon and the others."
"Tsk, tut, don't tell me that you were not involved in what the Crimson Saber did in Demetra before."
Soshyan also did his homework before coming, because the Crimson Saber is a typical case, so each battle group has relatively detailed records about their rebellion.
The Crimson Sabers were actually declared a traitor by the Terran Council. The direct reason was that they massacred the planet Demetra, and then forced their way into the Cadian Star Gate and clashed with the Imperial Fists' fleet.
“This——”
Hearing the name Demetra, veins popped up on Eli Dazaton’s forehead, and his face became very ugly, and other Crimson Saber warriors also He touched his hand to the weapon.
Their actions were immediately responded to, and the storm bolters in the hands of the Terminators simultaneously made a clicking sound as the safety locks were released.
Eli Dazaton took a deep breath and then raised his hand.
"Brothers, calm down."
The Crimson Saber warriors obeyed the commander's order and lowered their hands again, while Soshyan always sneered at him.
"I admit that we participated in the Demetra massacre, but there is indeed a reason. We were cursed-"
"Curse? Is this your excuse? Then What is it?”
Soshyan pointed to something on Eli Dazaton’s waist.
At first he thought it was some kind of decoration, but it was not until just now that he discovered that it was actually a tattered child's doll, with a head and eyes that were disproportionately large.
A Space Marine actually carries a doll?
This looks incredibly weird.
Hearing Soshyan's words, Eli Dazadon was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously put his hands on his waist to cover the thing.
But as soon as he touched that thing, his world changed.
The flight deck, the Astral Knights, and all the rest are gone.
He returned to Umidia, that cursed day.
In front of Eli Dazaton were countless faces, each face carved from primal fear, but each pair of eyes revealed understanding and despair - they knew these killers were Those charged with the responsibility of defending humanity, they are loyal protectors of the Imperium and the Emperor's chosen ones.
Every pair of eyes, except one.
The figure following the unkempt refugee was not a fanatical believer in the power of destruction, nor a student of forbidden knowledge or depravity, nor was the statue in her hand the incarnation of a dirty, unspeakable god.
It was a little girl less than five years old, covered in soot, following the adults, holding tightly a doll with a disproportionately large head, and staring at her chest.
The dark skin on her face was carved with ravines, and the traces of tears exposed her pale flesh. Those sharp green pupils that had lost their youth and innocence looked from one side of the narrow jungle path to the other. On the other hand, he was hyper-vigilant about the dangers lurking in the darkness.
In Eli Dazaton's peripheral vision, he saw the soldiers starting to remove their guns from their thighs.
Eli Dazadon stretched out his arm, trying to stop one of the people, but when the person turned his head, he was horrified to find that it was himself - at this time, his face was mixed With apologies and doubts.
Slowly, the evacuated Umidians moved around the Space Marines, some of them limping or unable to move freely and having to be supported by others.
They stayed uneasily in sight for a few minutes. Just when the last of them was about to disappear from sight, the little girl who had been looking left and right turned around and looked back along the path. She looked at him directly and seductively, with a pleading look in her big emerald eyes, as if she was asking him a question -
Why?
Why?
Why?
Then, the roar of bolters drowned everything——
“No! It shouldn’t be like this!!”
Eli Dazadon fell to his knees. , crying and roaring out of control.
He shocked Soshyan so much that the Terminator almost went off fire.
Then Soshyan calmed down, but when he saw a Space Marine crying like this, he felt a little confused and pitiful. What had this man endured? What could force an Astartes with a will stronger than steel to do this?
"What on earth did you-"
"Why did you do this?"
As soon as Soshiyang spoke, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears, although it was almost too soft. It was noisy, but he still heard it.
He frowned and glanced around - at first he thought it was some bold mortal servant who stood up for their master, but the flight deck was empty, there was no one.
"Can you hear me?"
He then turned to ask a Terminator behind him, looking around for the source of the sound.
"Uh, Chapter Commander, what did you hear?"
"What did we do to make you justify this massacre?"
Soshiyang's brows furrowed. Tighter.
"That voice, a woman's voice."
"Chapter Master, I heard nothing. Except the scream of the traitor."
"We have done nothing to you. , nothing.”
Soshiyang was very sure that there was a voice.
This whisper made him smell the smell of subspace, a conspiracy.
So he turned cold and shouted:
"Who is playing this little trick!"
The power of gray marrow spread from him, forming a cold wind that swept across the entire flight deck. .
At this moment, something suddenly slipped from Eli Dazaton who was kneeling on the ground. This made him stunned for a moment, then he jumped up suddenly, drew his sword and pointed it at Soshyan.
"What is this! What have you done to me!"
Soshiyang looked down and found an ugly thing on the ground, like some kind of weird fish. There was a pattern similar to a human face flowing on its body, and it made different sounds. There were male and female ones. , some old and some young——
Why?
Why?
Why?
Before Soshyan could conduct further inspection, with a scream, the thing declared its demise and turned into a puddle of pus.
Similar things also dropped from other Crimson Saber warriors.
“You are a wizard!”
Eli Dazadon seemed to be a little crazy at this moment, pointing his sword at Soshiyang with a distorted face. His move resulted in two The black muzzles of ten storm bolters.
But those warriors with crimson sabers were fearless and also drew their weapons and stood behind their company commanders.
The atmosphere once reached a critical point.
(End of this chapter)