Chapter 1606 The Wrath of the Black-Hearted King (please vote for additional updates!)
“Too slow!”
Facing the surging beast tide, the figure of the fallen angel holding a sword and shield flashed and was hacked to death. A Word Bearer tried to attack him, and the ancient power sword screamed, slicing through the mighty beast before kicking it back into its fellow beasts.
Then the warrior quickly turned around and slammed his shield into the clicking mouth of a bird-headed mutant, knocking it to pieces.
At the same time, the fallen angel holding a giant sword also pierced the elbow of a possessed warrior. The deformed bone immediately broke. The enraged possessed warrior turned around and roared, stretching out his still intact hand. To try and catch him.
After Fallen Sky swept its ankle with his sword, the possessed warrior could only stagger and slap the attacker. Then, the sword inserted into its creaking socket, and more bones snapped, and the decomposition force field bit through its twisted flesh. Flesh and blood, and finally the frantic beast fell.
The coordination between the two was almost flawless, even if they were surrounded by many enemies, they did not fall behind at all.
Seeing the members of the war gang being slaughtered, Gonzalo could no longer stay aloof and jumped up suddenly, then hit the two of them hard.
"Death ahhhhhhhhh!!!"
Its angry roar shook the entire arena, and it smashed down with a bang, and the flying sand splashed onto the giant sword it was holding. The fallen angel immediately staggered to the side.
Before he could stand firm, the opponent's spear swept over, and the fallen angel immediately put his sword between his neck and the spear.
Under the violent impact, he felt the arm holding the sword tremble. As the strength battle became more and more numb, the roaring possessed warrior tried to push him to his knees.
Hot saliva dripped from the enchanted warrior's mouth onto the armor, and a puff of green smoke emerged.
Suddenly, the fallen angel swung his sword forward, causing Gonzalo to lose his balance. Then the fallen angel immediately slipped between the legs of the possessed warrior, then immediately stood up and slashed through with a roar. The back of this giant beast.
Gonzalo let out a deafening scream and collapsed to the ground, but the fallen angel had already grabbed his horns and twisted them up, exposing his hairy throat, then cut it violently and trampled it to pieces. head.
The battle seemed to be over just like that.
The audience burst into warm applause, and Huron took a sip of wine. In fact, he had guessed the ending.
The reason why he chose Gonzalo's warband is because he knew that the enchantments of these Word Bearers had gradually begun to get out of control. Their battles seemed to be winning, but in fact they were just killing mortals. They had suffered before. When the Imperial Space Marines attacked and were defeated, Gonzalo abandoned most of his men before escaping.
Keeping such things is a waste of food, so it is better to get rid of them with the hands of two mysterious fallen angels.
“My lord?”
A voice appeared in his personal voice receiver. It was Hrafl Skafjersson, a man who had changed his loyalties and duties and had broken free from the shackles of his wolf master. A former member of the Space Wolves who fought for his chosen faction.
Although he is a Space Wolf, Huron trusts him very much, and there are only a few people in the entire Red Pirate Group who can approach him without notification - such people never exceed double digits.
Because he knows very well that dogs transformed from wolves are often the most loyal.
“What’s the matter?”
“An urgent message that needs to be delivered to you personally.”
"Come in and talk."
Soon, Heraful came with a face full of scars and exposed canine teeth. He was dressed in red armor, but there were still wolf teeth on his neck, and his shoulder armor was carved into the shape of a wolf head. to Huron's throne, and delivered a letter.
Huron put down his wine glass and opened the letter slowly. However, within a few seconds of reading it, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"What? Badab Expeditionary Force? Supreme Lord Commander Soshyan Alexei?"
His voice made the surrounding bodyguards look over involuntarily, obviously They were also shocked by the information coming out of Huron's mouth, even Heraful. "Ah? Master? What-"
Huron did not answer him, but quickly looked at the content behind it. He frowned at first, then slowly relaxed it, and finally put down the letter and started covering his eyes and laughing.
"Expedition? Expedition? Soshyan? Hahahahaha! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha - the high lords are really good at joking!!!"
He laughed for a full twenty years Seconds later, he turned his head and said to the confused fallen wolf:
"The insects on Terra asked Soshiyang to organize an expeditionary army to crusade us. Isn't this 41 The biggest joke of the millennium?”
Hlaful was stunned for a moment, then touched his gray messy hair.
“Did those bastards not take their medicine?”
Huron shook his head, and then the smile on his face gradually faded.
"Okay, it's time to settle the score with him. This time I have to welcome our 'old friend' properly. Not only do I have to defeat him and kill him, but I also have to keep him alive. The whole empire is in ruins!"
When he said these words, Huron couldn't help but feel some anger and jealousy that he was not even aware of.
After the initial smile, these emotions began to ferment in him.
Why!
As the guardian of the Maelstrom, he has served the empire for three hundred years, but he has not received such an honor!
Why!
Soshiyang, a fledgling boy, got a title close to that of War Commander even though he did nothing!
Why!
Fate is so unfair to him!
He still clearly remembers how he humblely requested from the high lords, hoping to coordinate the resources of the Badab sector in order to completely conquer the Great Vortex and nearby sectors in the name of the Emperor. , but was ruthlessly rejected. Those mortal bureaucrats who were lying on their backs did not care about those who fought for the Emperor in a dangerous environment.
Now, they have easily handed over the power of the entire maelstrom to Soshiyang, that Soshiyang who only knows how to sneak around!
But after the anger passed, Huron calmed down, and some doubts began to emerge from his mind.
Is this expedition really that simple? While Terran bureaucrats are stupid, they shouldn't be.
Or maybe there is another intention?
Thinking of the several troubles and failures Soshyan had caused for himself, Huron realized that this matter should not be taken lightly.
After thinking for a moment, he asked someone to bring over a dozen pieces of psychically encrypted letterhead, and then he wrote a full page of them one by one with a pen, and handed them all to Heraful.
“Give these to Frank and ask him to send out a courier immediately, find the people signed above one by one, and give the letter to them.”
Hlaful took the letter and looked at it curiously, but Huron did not stop him.
"Uh, my lord, are you sure that Honso guy will come? I heard that he has returned to the Iron Warriors, and that Lucius, tsk, that bastard is said to be extremely arrogant, he is here this time The Maelstrom has already had several conflicts with us, and it also killed all the Blood Barbarian Bulls war gang. Mosaviol is not bad. Although the World Cleansing Plague Army is a group of weird lunatics, this guy has two weapons. Brush, and his mind is quite clear. As for the last Ahriman, this guy has always been elusive, and there are rumors that he has joined the Black Legion."
Huron smiled slightly and picked up the wine glass.
"Honso will come. He has to repay my favor no matter what. As for Lucius, I have a treasure here that he can't refuse. It won't be a problem. As for Ahriman, let's try our luck. , the best I can find, I have something that can hire him, and there is nothing I can do if I can’t find it.”
“I understand, my lord”
After the wild wolves left, Huron looked at the two fallen angels standing proudly on the field, suddenly thought of something, and then called a bodyguard.
"Tell those two people to come to see me in the palace later. I have something important to talk to them about."
"Yes, my lord."
Huron stood up slowly. Now he has a lot to do. He will try to hold a "grand" welcome party for Soshyan.
(End of this chapter)