Chapter 1354 The Silver Fang Cabal
The looting is still continuing, but the killing just now has obviously been observed by the surrounding Dark Eldar. Although the human Space Marines are the most valuable prey, they also understand That is the most dangerous prey.
The Dark Eldar cherish their lives and will not take risks unless absolutely necessary. Since there are more vulnerable prey, why bother with those troubles?
So even though Soshyan and others killed an entire group of looters, they no longer dared to cause trouble to them.
This is what Kayon once mentioned to him before——
"There is no need to begrudge violence in the Comoros. Only death and bloodshed can defeat those with evil intentions."
But elsewhere, the killing is entering its climax.
Hundreds of thousands of crew members were driven out of the ship. They had just experienced the most thrilling hunt, and only a few stopped to think about what happened.
For a few frantic, precious minutes, the port area looked like a chaotic carnival.
When people realized that they could no longer return to the ship that had become a cage of death, they began to try to find a place in the port area that could provide shelter.
And the killing began at this time.
The public areas of Minato are full of shacks and narrow streets. People can only push and push forward, whether they are normal people, mutants, or other non-human races, and whether it is deliberate or Purely out of madness, their respective noises were swarming in a certain direction like headless flies.
But all the large buildings on the street had their doors closed, so the survivors soon found themselves with nowhere to go.
Then, these people soon regretted their indiscretion.
Amid the screams, they discovered that there were figures waiting on every roof - the grinning marauders, gathering the crowd like herds of sheep.
Finally, the nightmare really begins.
The looters laughed first and opened fire on the crowd, poison crystal tearing the body into steaming fragments of flesh and bone, while recording the victim's suffering on tape and enjoying the pain emanating from it. .
Some people also took up arms, but this had no effect, people bumped and trampled on each other, and there was no room for resistance at all.
“Call it!!”
With a loud shout, the shooting stopped, and the Dark Eldar took out a huge iron net with paralyzing spikes and wrapped the crowd in it .
The other part drew out their scimitars, and with a deafening howl, they jumped into the crowd trying to escape. The rapidly rotating weapons cut and hit everything they touched, cutting off many hands and feet. At this time, the Dark Eldar The goal has changed, it is no longer killing, just plundering.
“It’s so unpleasant.”
Muttering like a whisper in the breeze, ‘Sybalit’ Yugoslav of the Silver Fang conspiracy waved his hand. ’s vortex blade, carved into a tattoo on the body of a Chaos-worshiping barbarian, whispering prayers in response to the gods he believed in.
Sebalit is his title, and he plays the role of a low-level officer in the conspiracy's plundering team. However, as a talented real son, everyone knows that Yugoslav will be promoted to the title of 'German' sooner or later. Raghu' and enter the consul's court - while he is still alive.
The Silver Fang Cabal is the seventh largest cabal in Comoros. It is also one of the few cabals in Comoros that still fanatically believes in the blood god Kane. The warriors of this conspiracy are very proficient in melee combat, because they only have melee combat. Only then can they feel the joy of blood splattering at close range and hear the last sound of their prey dying. At the same time, they will also offer sacrifices to Kane in close combat killings.
Yugoslav is certainly no exception.
Elegantly turning around, Yugoslav slashed his knife through the throat of an ape wearing bulletproof armor. In an instant, the opponent fell backward and sprayed a large amount of blood into the air. Instead of killing and plundering the weak, he specifically chose a group of more "chewy" believers of Khorne, because according to legend, Kane was broken by the Chaos God Khorne, so naturally the followers of Khorne are the ones who kill. Their way of revenge.
When the Chaos cultist fell, two furry mutants with goat and bull heads, clutching rough broad-bladed axes, took over the dead ghost.
The mutant with a head shaped like a bull jumped towards Yugoslav, holding the ax in his hand high and speaking in vague low Gothic.
"Blood Sacrifice - Blood God!"
Yugoslav sneered and quickly cut off the handle of the axe, and slashed open the mutant's belly with a crisp counterattack.
The savage monster fell backwards, howling in pain, while its sheep-headed companion tried to punch Yugoslav from behind, but the opponent easily avoided this clumsy attack by sliding sideways. Attack, and then launched a fierce counterattack, directly cutting off the opponent's horns, causing the opponent to let out a shrill howl.
"For a savage beast, life is a waste."
Yugoslav slowly bent down, stretched out his armored arm, and grabbed the Chaos-tainted ape. throat, crushing its trachea.
The mutant dropped the ax and clutched its crushed neck, but to no avail.
Yugslav slowly pulled the dagger out of the sheath on his belt. When the mutant choked and gasped, Yugoslav carved Kane's runes on its chest, each stroke Carving slowly and accurately.
“Do you want to know why I did this, beast?”
Yugslav knew that the other party could not understand his language at all, but rules still had to be in place.
"If you were a Khorne champion, I would use my treasured ceremonial knife to complete it. If you were a Khorne priest, I could barely use a ceremonial knife, but you are just a vile mutated ape. So it’s not worthy of that knife.”
When the final stroke was completed, Yugoslav watched the mutant blood pour from Cain's sacred runes, then wiped the dagger clean on the beast's filthy hide and returned it to its scabbard. , and finally bent down to get close to the suffocating mutant.
"You don't deserve it, scum, but I thought it would be fun to take your soul away from your dark master. You were branded with Khaine when you died. , you will belong to it instead of being accepted by some destructive force. Do you understand how much honor you have been awarded, although you are not worthy of this at all?
The mutant scratched crazily before death. Holding Yugoslav's breastplate, the real son just let it go. After all, it couldn't hurt him at all.
He watched the mutant's death struggle with satisfaction, enjoying the meager painful energy provided by the other party. , until the light disappeared from its dark yellow eyes
Just as Yugoslav was about to recite a prayer in praise of Bloodhand Kane, a noisy communication sounded in his helmet.
"Sebalit, something unexpected happened."
The other party's voice was a little frightened and frightened, which made Yugoslav a little impatient.
"If you have anything to say, just say it."
"It was your sister who was just killed."
For a moment, Yugoslav seemed to be struck by thunder, He froze in place.
(End of this chapter)