Chapter 1423 Ada’s Dead Enemy
After entering the door, the three of them walked along the stairs for three minutes. The road was completely in darkness, and even the visual aid function of the helmet could not penetrate it. It was easy for a normal person to One is completely disoriented.
In fact, even Soshyan only had a vague idea of the environment they were in. He was sure that they were walking downward, at least a hundred meters underground.
After walking down the last set of stairs, they came to a long dark corridor. Through the dim light of the helmet, Soshyan guessed that this corridor looked at least a kilometer long.
At this time, Talos suddenly asked:
"Kayon, the Stryxis United Chamber of Commerce you just mentioned are not Stryxis people, right?"
Kayon's answer was also very direct.
"That's them."
There are many aliens in the galaxy, and even the files of the Space Marines may not be fully recorded, at least Soshyan has no impression of what they said.
"Taros, what are the Stryxis?"
"A nomadic alien, usually appearing as traders, wanderers, or even slave traders and pirates, in the Maelstrom, the Obscurus Sector, the Kronos Expansion on the border of the Calixis Sector, and occasionally I have encountered them. I have encountered them several times. Sometimes I killed them directly, and sometimes I made deals with them. This mysterious race lives in a fleet of merchant ships with strange structures called three-masted ships, and I am very interested in them. When trading with people who meet them, I have to say that their products are indeed the richest I have ever seen. As long as the price can be determined, there are very few things that they can't get out
Speaking, Talos Seems to be stuck in some kind of memory.
"...Once Markusen was infected by some kind of terrible alien virus, we spent a lot of money to get a bottle of ancient Eldar from those guys. It was only with the secret medicine that Ma Kuchen was saved, and those guys obtained countless inscrutable and priceless information because of their extensive travels. They are also the top intelligence merchants in the galaxy. We also obtained some key information from them, but those guys The aliens are very cunning and very cautious in revealing details, which makes one wonder whether the information they have is true or just a story made up to get a better reward. "
After listening to Talos's introduction, Soshyan nodded. Obviously, this kind of aliens does no harm to the empire, and the Adeptus Astartes will not waste energy to hunt them down. No wonder the members of the war group There are basically no records.
At this time, Kayon added some knowledge, or what he had collected over the past ten thousand years.
"The Stryxis like to do business very much, it's almost their instinct. They basically travel through the boundless space in the form of a nomadic group they call 'Covenant', always looking for the next step. Single business. Their society is largely based on commerce and the acquisition of knowledge, yet the value they place on objects can confuse even the most experienced explorers. Their eyes are rumored to be able to see underlying connections, such as A scrapped aircraft is just garbage in the eyes of ordinary people, but the Stryxis can see that this aircraft was once used by a killer to assassinate a certain big shot, and there is evidence of some kind of incident on it."
"Have they ever threatened the Empire?"
"No. They did not care at all about conquest or territory, nor wealth in the abstract sense, nor even their own race, but were driven by individual greed. And driven by treacherous and trivial conspiracies, they will do business with almost any race, whether they are humans or aliens, even those worshipers of the power of destruction. The only exception is that they despise the Eldar. If If possible, the Stryxis will kill any Eldar they see, and if they can't defeat them, they will simply avoid them."
"Oh? "
Listen. At this point, even Talos was surprised.
"Is there such a thing? Then why do they come to this place full of Eldar?"
"Because this place is full of opportunities, and the desire for profit can always outweigh everything else." Soshiyang asked immediately.
“Why do they hate the Eldar so much?”
“I don’t know this either. I just heard that the Stryxis have a very long history. There once was an extremely glorious civilization, and it occupied a large area of the galaxy, but for some reason it offended the Eldar Empire, and the entire homeland was wiped out. Some people think it is the current Maelstrom Area, and some people think it is the current Maelstrom Area. They most often appear near the storm point of the God Emperor's Calamity, or around the huge subspace anomaly zone of the gray and white witches. Maybe the Stryxis themselves don't know where their ancient home is."
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A few minutes later, a faint gray light appeared in front of the three people. Soshyan also smelled the smell of salt water and wet stones, and a low hissing sound filled his ears.
Soon, gray light entered a door, which opened, leading to a metal plank road.
On the right side of the passage, close enough to Soshyan, was a wall, and the water rolled into foam two meters below their feet, then flowed under the passage and through the metal fence on the left.
It was then that they realized that they had reached a drainage channel in Comoros.
At the other end of the passage, about fifty meters away, a small platform protrudes from the wall. Two people are holding weapons. Their muscles are tangled, their skin is strange brown, they have three legs and three arms, and their heads A giant man with a metal cover attached stood outside the bunker door. He looked to be no smaller than a Space Marine.
"Those are the biochemical slaves of the Stryxis. The population of this race is very small, so their fleets and chambers of commerce will use a large number of slaves and biochemical slaves. These are collectively referred to as "meat" in their language. Although This term can generally describe any non-Strixian inhabitants of the convention, but it is most often used to refer to these genetically bred beings, also because biochemical slave workers are basically under the management of a master culturer, in a large jar. "Growing in the jar, they are also called jar-born people."
The three of them walked to the end of the passage, and the jar-born person stopped them and said something in a low and urgent tone.
Kayon immediately responded in the same language and showed the black and white barcode on his palm.
After a brief conversation, the guards nodded, stepped aside, and gestured toward the door.
The three walked over, and Kayon pushed the door open with his palm and entered a small room.
The room was about the same size as the shop outside, and was very dimly lit. It was lined with rows of controllers and flashing data pads. Four tank-born people stood tightly on the other side of the room, near a nondescript iron door. .
Then a figure sitting on a revolving chair on the right side of the room turned around, leaned forward on the chair, and finally stood up.
“Is this the Stryxis?”
Soshyan looked at the other party curiously, but Talos just snorted contemptuously.
(End of this chapter)