Chapter 1369: For Sale
“Kayan, what on earth are you going to do?”
On the way back to the ship, Soshyan couldn’t help but ask.
Kayon just glanced around, and then smiled:
"Find the easiest way to participate in that arena event. You must know that foreigners with that level of competition cannot do anything. Participated, but now is a sensitive moment, our role and power have been reflected, now we just want to see who is willing to pay this price.”
"Is this feasible? We are so conspicuous now. Even if a conspiracy group is willing to take us into the arena, they will probably be on guard."
"It is feasible, but we will not enter the arena openly. Shiyan, haven't you realized that Veronica's identity has probably been leaked to Comoros' high-level officials, so don't these governors have some small thoughts? Will they just sit back and watch Victor get Vero? Nika? I don’t think so.”
Hearing this, Soshyan was shocked.
"Kayon, do you know anything else?"
"Not really, the supreme ruler of the ancient Eldar tribe was called the Eternal Queen, and she was also a dependent of Isha. , and the husband of the Eternal Queen is called the Phoenix King, and is the highest administrative and military officer of the Ancient Spirit Empire, so do you understand? Veronica is related to Isa. Some people want her to become the Eternal Queen, and some people want her to become the Eternal Queen. People want to marry her to become the Phoenix King, the nominal ruler of all the Eldar."
"This -"
This news gave Soshyan a big shock. He vaguely guessed that Veronica's identity was unusual, but he didn't expect it to be so.
Eternal Queen, Phoenix King——
At this time, Talos suddenly put his hand on his shoulder and teased:
"Why don't you just become this ghost phoenix?" King, this way you can be considered as conquering the entire Eldar race, and the emperor will definitely be willing to give you a big medal at that time.”
"Taros, stop joking, this - this can't be done."
As he said that, he looked at Khayon and quickly changed the subject.
“You mean, someone will sabotage the fight?”
“Ha, very simple logic, there are only two ways to prevent Victor from becoming the Phoenix King. , Either snatch the Eternal Queen or kill her."
"But it is not easy to kidnap or assassinate an Eternal Queen in full view. There must be many guards and bodyguards around her, and the Dark Spirit. The tribe itself is an expert in assassination——"
Talos on the side suddenly spoke:
"Then the best way is of course to find a group of psionic assassins, because the only insurmountable weakness of the Dark Eldar is psionic power. After all, no matter how strict the anti-psionic power is, The measures are only passive defense, and it is difficult to really stop a powerful wizard."
"Yes, now we are the best candidates to assassinate the Eternal Queen."
"Ha, you guy. You are so calculating, you are the only one who understands these Dark Eldar so well."
Soon, the three of them returned to the Lost Word. After a while, Khayon said to Soshiyang:< br>
"I'm going to the witchcraft shop now. There must be customers waiting there. You two will stay on the boat. I'll take a look at the situation of each shop first. Then the three of us will decide which one to choose. During this time It must be very uneasy, and Silver Fang will not give up. Although the ship is now parked in the territory of the bloody forest, you still have to be careful.”
“Kayon, are you okay?”
"Don't worry, there won't be more than ten people who can keep me in Comoros, but they shouldn't be so free now. I will return in a few hours."
"Okay. , I’ll leave this matter to you.”
Looking at Khayon leaving the bridge of the Lost Word, Talos suddenly said softly to Soshyan:
"Soshiyang, we'd better have a plan of our own."
Soshiyang turned his head to look at his friend in surprise.
“You don’t trust Khayon’s plan?”
Talos shook his head.
"I just think it would be safer to have a record. His plan is good, but he himself... Soshyan, have you forgotten the conditions that Khayon put forward when he joined?"
Soshiyang thought for a moment and suddenly clapped his hands lightly.
"I almost forgot, you mean he..."
"That's it, I'm worried that he might have a relationship problem, just like you went to Como this time when your head got hot. Luo Chuang."
"Well...what you said does make sense, let me think about what records we should have."
On the other hand, Kayon did not leave the port area. Instead of taking the path he had taken before, he put on a psychic disguise for himself and entered another more remote path.
While thinking that several conspiracy groups would contact them, Kayon suddenly realized that something was wrong with this road.
The air is filled with a faint but fresh smell of blood. The smell of blood is the most common smell in Comoros, but these fresh smells told him that a murder had just occurred nearby.
Five minutes later, he saw the first trace of blood on the ground.
After another three minutes, he found the first body.
It has been dead for a long time. It is difficult to tell what race it is. It is hung upside down on the wall. Its gray and twisted eyes are full of numb pain. The bloody gums can be seen in the split lower jaw. There are many more particles on the ground. The blood-stained fangs seemed to have been pulled out one by one, and it was not a corpse at the time.
In Khayon's perception, the dead person is no different from the chains that bind it or the surrounding walls.
Without soul, there is no interest in life.
As he moved on, more hanging bodies appeared.
For some reason, Kayon's heart twitched, and a beautiful image appeared in his mind——
Nefertari's favorite thing is to hang her prey on the wall, then their wails will float in the dark corridors and stir up echoes on the decks of the battleships.
This is Nefertari's favorite music when she leans in Khayon's arms.
"Nefertari."
As if sensing something in his heart, Khayon deviated from his original route and turned into another, darker alley.
There are also many corpses here, some of them are human beings, while others are mutants between humans and subspace creations.
The rotting gray eyes of the corpses stared at Khayon as he walked past them, but the Thousand Sons sank back into the shadows without hesitation.
Finally, he saw the first living person, which was a human being, a man, hanging weakly on the wall, panting.
His whole body was soaked with sweat, blood and shame, his expression was twisted as if he was suffering great pain, and fragments of his clothes were still hanging on his body.
Kayon approached the man, who immediately spat out some meaningless words and stretched out his incomplete hand forward.
"Kill"
But Kayon ignored it and just stared at the man's soul.
At this time, his soul was like a fine spider thread, a spiritual connection formed by pain.
Then the other end——
As soon as Kayon raised his head, a feather fell lightly.
The color of the feathers is neither black nor brown, more like a charcoal color between the two.
Kayon stretched out his hand, caught the feather, and then said the name in an almost trembling tone -
"Nefertari."
Suddenly, Kayon shouted.
"Nefertari! Where are you!"
At this time, a slight movement appeared in front.
Kayon held the feather tightly and ran over.
The next moment, his blood turned cold.
A figure was lying in the cold alley, with his head tilted to one side, looking like he had been thrown to the ground to die.
She looks like a woman, with an undulating and smooth figure, slender limbs full of dangerous power, pale metal-like tough skin, and long black hair covering her body.
“Nefertari!”
Hearing the name, the figure's shoulders trembled, he raised his body with both hands, and raised his head.
The next moment, a pale face with slender pointed ears and a cold and beautiful appearance appeared in the darkness.
(End of this chapter)