Chapter 1365 Black Market
Rozim brought the wanted poster over, then asked Hank Evans to hold it aside, then he put his face up to it and angled it.
“Look, are they exactly the same?”
The Dark Eldar officer tilted his head and frowned for a while, then turned to the soldiers beside him and said:
“It seems. It’s a bit similar?”
The cross-eyed Dark Eldar soldier stuck out his head and looked at it for a while, then nodded.
"Sir, sir, yes, yes, it's a bit like."
Seeing another ship coming from behind, the Dark Eldar officer was too lazy to continue to pester, so he waved waved his hand.
"Forget it, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you low-level creatures, hand over your things quickly and leave."
At this time, Loken, wearing a black robe, walked up and handed a Box.
The officer opened the box and found test tubes containing many colorful liquids.
Then he took out one, handed the box to the person aside, then put his little finger into the test tube and dipped a little, and then put it in his mouth.
After smacking his tongue, he spit on the ground and nodded.
"Ape, your technology is pretty good, and the quality is pretty good. If you have more goods, our conspiracy will also accept them. The price is fair."
As he said that, he took out a Give a card to Loken.
"When you get to Wusu City, find this address. There will be people to receive you, as many as you want."
After saying that, he waved his hand behind.
"Let go."
As the node gate slowly opened, Loken drove the ship through the void, and then the huge, weird and twisted city appeared in the observation window.
At this time, Rozim held a camera, pointed the lens at himself, and walked to the observation window.
"Arrived at the most exciting city in the galaxy, Comoros. Comoros is so beautiful."
As he spoke, he turned the camera to the projection of a very conspicuous figure on the spire of Comoros. He didn't know that It is Victor, the overlord of Comoros.
“Oh, who cares? Let’s take a look at the port in the distance, family.”
“Boss, why are you taking pictures of this?”
"Those little brats always don't believe what I say. This time I leave some evidence to save them from saying I'm bragging next time."
"Ah this."
After shooting the video, Rozim took out the address translated by Dietrian, and because he had been to Comoros, Dietrian also specially planned a route for him. .
"Dock at Zhihong Port first, then walk along No. 3876 Street until you reach Moro Street in Wusu City! Go to Zhihong Port!"
Said, Rozim suddenly frowned.
"By the way, I don't know where Soshyan and the other three are? They should have arrived in Comoros earlier than us, right? We have to find a way to find him later"
"Huh?" Soshyan suddenly turned around and glanced in the direction he came from.
"What's wrong?"
Talos noticed his abnormality and asked, but because of the presence of the helmet, there were only three of them talking. can hear each other.
“Nothing, just a strange feeling that something is following us.”
Hearing Soshyan's words, Talos responded with a smile:
"It's normal for someone to follow you in a place like this."
In fact, when the three arrived, there were many people in the market. The chattering and noisy crowd dispersed immediately. Many people were looking for a safe place in the maze-like black alley. The stall owners were huddled in their stalls or huddled under tents, looking at the Chaos Space Marines with fearful eyes. Team.
On this black market, Soshyan saw many unheard of and unseen things, from weird alien weapons, to unidentifiable alien cubs, or indescribable weird drugs, everything seemed to be there, but Not seeing anyone buying and selling slaves, Kayon explained that there were only a few fixed places in Comoros where slaves could be bought and sold, and they were all under the protection of the Grand Cabal.
They are now in the black market closest to the port. It is relatively small, and cannot be compared with Wusu City, but its scale is also quite amazing, covering an area of more than 8,000 square meters. And there is another layer underground, but it is basically the territory of the Dark Eldar, and it is difficult for outsiders to get involved, or come out alive.
Space Marines are not common here, but everyone knows that these warriors are not easy to mess with. Even the Dark Eldar Marauders wearing spiked chitin armor have to make way for these giants, but most of their eyes are With hatred, a viper's hissing sound came from his mouth.
But the mutants and the human pirates blessed by the subspace knelt on the ground silently and piously, praying in low voices to the God of Darkness.
Most of these people are just slaves of the Chaos Space Marines. Of course, there are also some who are more promising and will go out on their own, but even so, their fear of the darlings of the gods has already penetrated into their bones. Even in this In a city full of aliens.
For the nearby residents and the low-level Dark Eldar who gather here, hygiene does not seem to be a priority, so even the air filter in Soshyan's helmet is completely unable to filter out the stench of garbage along the street.
The sky above the road has been completely covered by circular highways and dense spiers, so it looks extremely dark. Those high-speed routes are used by Comorian high-level people for racing. Every time those who can When a vehicle that breaks the speed of sound passes by, the air will tremble with sonic boom noise.
The further you go into the black market, the darker the environment becomes, just like at night, with all the street lights on.
Most of the people had their heads down, wore hats that covered their heads, and looked dirty.
Soshiyang glanced across both sides of the street and noticed that there were Dark Eldar thugs hanging out at the entrance of each alley. They all openly held various weapons and stared at any coming and going with unkind eyes. people.
Obviously, no place here is completely safe, and Soshyan felt at least dozens of pairs of eyes staring at him, looking out from the empty windows and shining in the shadow of the open doorway glow.
However, Kayon's strategy is right. The Thousand Sons Warlock's reputation is well-known even in Comoros, and almost no one dares to cause trouble for them.
The three of them just walked around minding their own business, not looking into the eyes of any living thing, and always remaining vigilant.
When we came to the black city center area, the streets had been encroached by various illegal buildings. There was a broken screen at the intersection of the roads, which was flashing light spots. Its lens array seemed to be malfunctioning, projecting in the darkness. Blurred light.
At this time, a thin figure stumbled up to the three of them without getting out of the way.
Soshiyang took a closer look and found that this was a Dark Eldar, wearing synthetic leather. His face seemed to have been burned by flames, and it was covered by long hair like withered grass. One of his eyes was amber yellow. , the other eye was bloodshot, and he smelled the smell of addictive drugs on the other person's breath.
And the Eldar also carried an iron rod with rough iron wire welded on it.
If it weren't for his pointed ears, Soshyan would have been almost indistinguishable from the armor-clad Dark Eldar.
At this time, he suddenly realized that the so-called Commorragh was not much different from any hive in the empire. For the bottom, no matter what race it was, it was no different from hell.
"I'm thirsty."
The Dark Eldar slurred and revealed a set of rusty metal teeth. What Soshiyang saw in his eyes was not only the effect of addictive drugs, There is a deeper madness.
(End of this chapter)