Chapter 1277 "Lord of All Arms" Amnak
In the dim meditation room of the Eternal Loyalty, a tall figure was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a pile of cards placed on the blanket in front of him .
Nine indigo candles surrounded him, emitting a strange light and fragrance. Countless twisted symbols were carved on the floor outside the candles.
Then, the man sitting on the ground slowly stretched out his hand, holding a dagger with a texture like obsidian, and carved something on several cards.
Half a minute later, all the candles suddenly went out, and a ghostly whisper floated out of the darkness——
"I found you."
The next moment, Kayon's consciousness was projected to another level.
He stood in the middle of this piece of golden statues. In front of him was an extremely gorgeous marble palace, with countless priceless gems inlaid in it. Sitting on the throne in the palace hall was a tall man. A thin man wearing golden clothes.
"Welcome, my old friend."
The man first welcomed Kayon with a rich voice, then clapped his hands, and a charming maid walked out of the curtain behind the throne. He handed over a golden wine glass filled with purple liquid.
The man on the throne raised the wine glass in front of him and stared at the liquid inside. It was as clear as a transparent gem, with colorful rays of light refracted. Looking carefully into the depths of the wine glass, one could see that a bright soul was about to come out. This brilliant The light dwarfed the entire golden earth and the sun.
“Ah, soul, how I long to taste its sweetness again.”
Kayon, who was wearing a robe, looked at him coldly, and then said:
"Amnak, why are you here?"
"Why? You ask why?"
The fingers of the thin man stroking the wine glass were as stiff as dead branches in the air. They looked as long and sharp as crab legs.
"If you hadn't summoned me at that time! How could I be in the situation I am in now!"
However, what greeted this sentence was the contemptuous laughter of Qianzi.
“We didn’t let you betray your master.”
Hearing these words, the man clenched the wine glass tightly, as if he wanted to embed it into his body, and the glass However, countless shadows of fear and pain appeared in the wine, beating helplessly against the wall of the golden cage.
Then he stood up suddenly, threw the glass to the ground, and let out a howl of pain.
Sound waves swept across the entire land, and the gold coins all over the ground appeared one after another, just piles of weathered bones, and the statues made of gold also turned into a dry jungle of mummies, with gems inlaid on them. Just a pile of worthless pebbles.
"Your soul will be tortured forever! Iskander Kayan!"
The next moment, the bejeweled man had turned into a man with purple skin and thorns on his joints. It holds two gorgeous scimitars in its hands, and behind it are two pairs of monsters with sharp claws and scorpion pincers. The throne behind it has also turned into a tombstone twisted with weird colors and graffiti.
Kayon just smiled and waved his hand.
"Stop bluffing. I was fooled by your aura before. I thought you were still as strong as before, but now I find that your strength is less than one ten thousandth of what you used to be. Otherwise, there is no need for you to gossip with me so much, Golden Amnak, tell me what happened to the one who was once perfect like you."
The demon's figure froze, and for a moment it seemed that it really wanted to rush up and fight Kayon.
But then, it put down its weapon. "There is no such thing as perfection. I have never been perfect."
Kayon looked at this lost demon with great interest. You must know that this guy has a lot of background.
Known as the "Lord of Hosts", Amnak is a powerful keeper of secrets and is given the most perfect form of any of the demons favored by Slaanesh.
In a sense, it was once the chief of Slaanesh.
During the Battle of Terra, Amnak was also one of the great demons summoned to the real space by the Thousand Sons. Their mission was to destroy the Colossus Gate of the Royal Palace.
At that time, Khayon's team happened to be in charge of its summoning ceremony, so they felt familiar before. However, halfway through the battle on Terra, this guy's aura suddenly disappeared. They all thought It was eliminated.
The results after the war seemed to confirm this conjecture. Although the demons successfully destroyed the external defense of the gate, they were eventually wiped out by the White Scar Storm Prophet and the Forbidden Army.
Only Kayon could not imagine that this Amnak actually used some method to conceal his aura and escaped.
After that, Khayon almost never heard of this guy’s deeds. He thought that this guy had no chance to come back after being exiled back to the subspace.
The last news about it was in the last few centuries of M39. Amnak was entrenched in the Golvin system for some reason, and controlled tens of billions of local residents, creating hundreds of Giant golden statue.
Although this place is outside the territory of the empire, such a flamboyant move still attracted the attention of the empire, and then the empire sent troops to cleanse the area. Since then, Kayon has not heard anything about it. News about this big devil.
He always thought that this guy had been exiled back to the realm of Slaanesh, but it didn't seem like that.
For demons, language communication is far less direct than soul dialogue, so Kayon saw certain pictures directly——
It was a palace that could not be described in the language of any living creature, with various colors on the walls of the palace. The strokes and reliefs overlap, and there is no boundary between exquisite art and rough expression. The paintings and sculptures are undoubtedly extraordinary works from a single perspective.
However, there is always a touch of disharmony in the subtleties. If you put your mind into it, you will find that there is actually no perfection and harmony on the immeasurable huge palace wall.
But Khayon is not stupid, he will not put his energy into these traps.
The place is filled with music of various tunes, either high-pitched, melodious, sad, or exciting, but there are still noisy noises interspersed from time to time. This illogical world seems to naturally strengthen people's hearing. , even the faintest notes can be discerned in the deafening symphony.
The sense of smell is also tortured by various disharmonious smells, and the touch on the skin is also full of mixed flavors. If the arriving creatures have more senses, this place will also fill them up one by one.
This is the battlefield where every corner of the world and all the inspirations and techniques born in the vast history are fighting. Here is the mass grave of all the emotions and senses of the people. Here is the darkness that was born out of all this. The prince's palace.
There are also various demons as small as thumbs and as big as hills gathered in the palace. They are playing various symphonies for their masters with various music that cannot be understood by mortal beings. There are countless grotesque forms dancing in the lower levels. In the distance is a curtain that is so huge that it cannot be measured. Is there soft laughter coming from behind the purple gauze?
In the middle of the field, two secret keepers were dueling with swords and guns.
Their movements are graceful and deadly, almost a beautiful dance.
Khayon knew both of them, and the one who faced off against Amnak was the famous Shalasi Malbane. This was the strongest champion under Slaanesh. It was rumored that it was created by Slaanesh to fight and defeat other Chaos Gods. The great demons - especially the bloodthirsters of Khorne. As far as Khayon has heard, the most powerful opponents Shalasxi has defeated exceed double digits, and even the opponents it defeated include the terrifying Skarbrand the Bloodthirsty.
However, the strength shown by Amnak is even more surprising.
(End of this chapter)