Chapter 1697 Crisis of the Wise
Just when the Silent Man was shocked by his absurd behavior, a face from the past, a ghost, suddenly appeared in this bloody, devastated and gloomy wasteland.
“You——”
The extreme surprise and fear made him forget the fact that he could not speak, but no sound came out of his open mouth.
The next second, he felt a raging flame burning in his chest. Looking down, he found four sharp claws sticking out of his chest. They were so similar to the claws of those hateful black birds. Similar.
He tried to scream as the claws were pulled out from behind him, but there was only silence.
As he fell to the ground, he felt someone grab his arms, making him unable to move.
He struggled, twisted, and screamed silently, but he couldn't break free.
"Long time no see, Sagan Arigesh."
Sagan raised his head and looked at the man in front of him slowly walking towards him. The black scorpion seemed to be stinging him. Stinging his voice, the other party's voice was calm and familiar.
"Who are you?"
He wanted to ask, but he couldn't say a single note.
Two forces behind him were holding him down.
Then he saw the scorpion lift its tail needle, which he was sure would penetrate his head——
The vision of the man known as Sagan became blurred, He saw a lot of people, he saw a lot of ghosts, so he couldn't help but kneel to the ground.
The crows around him were laughing at him, and he saw them everywhere. In their eyes, he saw the source of betrayal, and he finally understood that he had been betrayed.
"Abaddon"
He finally realized why there was no response from Orbital. They had left long ago and abandoned him here, waiting for the Empire to come and destroy him, and he could let them do it Only one person made such a decision
At that moment, he wanted to laugh and cry, but only darkness enveloped him.
He stretched his hand forward, as if to touch an invisible being.
Then, he was stung by something on the back of his head, and he lost consciousness instantly
[So you have realized it]
A voice suddenly rushed into his dream, Sagan His consciousness is still in a hazy state, and several days of psychic torture have caused his consciousness to linger between clarity and blur for a long time.
【He betrayed.】
【No, he found out】
【Discovery.】
【Why did you seek refuge with Abaddon】
【Because I believe he is the destiny of Chaos.】
【No, that is not the case】
【No.】
[Think about it, did anyone, somewhere, say anything to you]
[Who, where, said something.]
Suddenly, something seemed to be triggered. Mechanism, Sagan suddenly woke up, he opened his eyes and saw the poisonous scorpion.
"You're here again."
A broken bellows-like whisper was squeezed out of his throat. The other party used mysterious means to repair his language ability, but instead, it hit him on his shoulder. Sagan always found it strange that the devil's lips, which could tell the truth, were ignored.
When Sagan's throat was destroyed by the Blood Angels and he was unable to speak, as a Word Bearer, he planned to summon a demon to solve the problem. After a ritual operation, the demon was bound to the shoulders of his armor and could logically replace him. But Sagan later discovered a problem, that is, the speech of the two mouths around him was not completely under his control, and they often spoke directly from his heart.
This was very bad, so Sagan could only seal the devil's mouth and communicate with other people through sign language or corpses.
"You get nothing from me."
A faint chuckle came from under the poisonous scorpion's helmet.
“I never intended to get anything from you, or I have already gotten it.”
"Huh?"
Sagan frowned. He is still not sure who is arresting him. From his observation, he feels that these people do not look like members of the Empire, but they are not some chaotic force either. What's even weirder is that the person in front of him feels so familiar to him.
"Now that you have it, can you let me go?"
"Ha, where are you going to go?"
"I——"
Sagan was speechless. It was obvious that Abaddon could no longer accommodate him. Going back would be a dead end. And he had abandoned his original legion to join the Black Legion, and neither would the Word Bearers. Wait to see him.
It seems that
he can only live alone.
Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and said:
"Who are you? What is your goal in arresting me? Maybe we can cooperate again."
"Sagan, Sagan, you will always have this kind of character."
>The man let out a contemptuous laugh, suddenly stretched out his hand, and grabbed Sagan's chin.
"Tell me, what is Luo Jia's purpose in arranging you to join the Black Legion?"
"Huh!?"
Sagan's eyes widened. He didn't know why the other party suddenly thought of this. He rebelled against the Legion voluntarily and joined the Black Legion because he was impressed by Abaddon.
As a result, the other party smiled and said:
"You must think you are voluntary, right?"
As he said that, the other party released the hand holding his chin and patted it. He patted the devil's face on his shoulder.
"Do you think you summoned these two things? No, they were given to you by Luo Jia. Your every move is under his control from beginning to end, so you understand. Why did Barton secretly kill you? Oh, maybe you don’t know that we killed the killer arranged by Abadon, otherwise you would have been a corpse.”
"This -"
"I said, I have got what I want to know from the moment when your consciousness seal relaxed. The only thing you can do now is to cooperate and tell me, Luo Jia was What did I say to you? "
Sagan's consciousness is now in confusion. He never thought that these things would happen to him. It was obvious that everything was of his own will. Could it be that his memory would also betray him? Him?
But vaguely, he felt that what the other party said might be true.
Is it true?
Suspicion was like a crack, gradually spreading in the barrier of his will. Several days of psychic interrogation itself had already made this barrier crumbling.
Seizing this opportunity, the scorpion tail with the poisonous scorpion helmet coiled on the backpack moved at an extremely fast speed and stung Sagan's head.
Sagan rolled his eyes and fainted instantly, and the barrier of his will collapsed under the final impact of a certain force. A large amount of information poured out like a flood that broke a dam, and was destroyed by outsiders. Unobstructed view.
Half an hour later, the door opened again.
“Done?”
"Yeah."
Scorpion Helmet nodded slightly.
“Things are much worse than I expected. Luojia discovered the existence of the Wise Man very early. He arranged for Sagan to contact Abaddon just to destroy the Wise Man’s layout. The Wise Man arranged for him to be in the Black Legion. Anzi has most likely rebelled, and he may be in danger when he goes to the Alenic Abyss this time."
"What?"
When Bat Helmet heard this, even his habitual frivolity appeared. The accent disappeared and he became very serious.
"No way... A person as stupid as Luojia can actually make such a deployment?"
"When discussing whether he is stupid, we must first understand that he is a original body after all, and Gutera doesn't have In a word, great wisdom is like foolishness.”
“Then now”
“Immediately summon the raven and the jackal and the dead eagle to return to the Song of Killing and set off to the Alenic Abyss, the wise man. Nothing must happen to him. He is the only backup now. If he fails, then this ten thousand year plan will be ruined."
"But now Soshyan is at war with Huron, and the raven and the dead eagle will be destroyed. I'm worried that transferring him away from Jackal may have a negative impact on the war situation."
"I don't care about so much now, and Soshyan has enough ability to protect himself now. Even if he can't defeat Huron for a while, he won't lose."
"Okay, then I will do it now. Go contact Atani.”
(End of this chapter)