Chapter 1970 Expanding Ambition
“Blood Wolf, I’ve heard about it, but I didn’t expect to join your side.”
Vengar has of course heard of the name Blood Wolf, but the rumor is that The guy should be dead. Faced with his curious eyes, Svann Wolfbard laughed hoarsely in his throat and bared his fangs at Veengar.
Then Garmo Zejie pointed at the Midnight Lord with a gloomy face, black hair and black eyes, about to hang up his rapier.
“This is Amon, Prince of Thorns.”
The other party nodded and said nothing more.
Then there was a Khorne warrior with a chain sword and a battle ax hanging on his waist, but he had a trait that was extremely rare among other Khorne warriors -
quiet.
He was extremely quiet, even breathing softly.
“This is Revlion, also known as the Ebony Slayer.”
"The Ebony Slaughterer, it turns out to be this one."
Weingar nodded. He had never heard of Revlion's name, but he knew the name Ebony Slaughterer. This was A legendary Chaos mercenary who often worked for the major Chaos Lords, but legend has it that the conditions he proposed were very strange. Once his employer could not meet them, he would turn around and leave without saying a word, and no one could stop him.
Some say he is searching for a certain Khorne relic, while others say he is serving a powerful demon, searching for all kinds of hidden secrets for his master.
In short, there are many opinions about this mercenary, but not many of them are accurate. The only thing people can be sure of is that this person comes from a loyal chapter of the empire, the Ebony Knights Chapter, and seems to have been with a certain person at one time. Transformed into followers of Khorne during battles with the Khorne Warbands.
The last one, and the one who shocked Veengar the most.
The opponent was very tall, wearing blood-red armor. The armor shell was carved into scales, with coiled dragons of chaos depicted on the shoulders, and the horned helmet was held in his arms by thick arms.
What matters is the other person's face, which is as dark as ink, his eyes are like two burning evil fires, and the symbols of chaos are smeared on his cheeks with blood.
Among the Space Marines, with this skin color and this body type, there is only one bloodline of the Legion -
Salamanders!
Gaer Mozejie saw the shock on Weingar’s face and introduced with a smile:
"This is my latest partner, Lord Nihilan from Salamander. The warband he leads is called Dragon Warrior."
Although Nihilan is the former think tank of Salamander, he has to say The dragon warriors are not from the renegade warband of the Salamanders. The earliest organizer of the warband is Vitan Ushlak, the former priest from the Black Dragon Chapter. Nihilan joined the dragons after he defected from the warband because of studying forbidden witchcraft. Warrior, in the subsequent battle with the Third Company of Salamanders, Vitan Ushlak was killed, and Nihilan became the leader of the remaining warband. However, there has been no improvement over the years, and he has always been just a small player. The small gang had only one ship and less than a hundred people, so it was so easy to be won over by Garmo Zejie.
Weengar stared at the traitor from Salamander. He could see the hatred in the other person's eyes. Weengar himself was the embodiment of cruelty, but this man had no fear in front of him, so openly Challenge doesn't just mean disrespect, it also suggests a formidable ability and ambition.
"Welcome, noble son of Sanguinius."
Nishiram's words had a strange resonance, but the mockery in them was unmistakable.
"It's good to see a tough son of Vulkan."
A retort sneer came from Vaingar's throat. The Salamander traitor's eyes were as big as saucers, and suddenly he grinned at the other party, his mouth full of black teeth, and his throat made a rumble.
“Each other, each other.”
“Brother Veengar, I will get straight to the point. I am not following anyone’s orders when I come to the Maelstrom this time.”
Garmo Zejie interrupted the increasingly heated conversation between the two.
“War is full of opportunities. Now I have more than a thousand warriors under my command, but this is not enough. The empire’s crusade against Huron is an opportunity. In fact, I have been paying attention to it these days. The situation of the battle is obviously not good for Huron."
After thinking for a moment, Weingar gave a cautious answer:
"The Black Heart King did suffer some losses, but his. His strength is far from being pushed to the limit. Anyone who tries to challenge his authority will face cruel punishment. Moreover, Honso still insists on Badab. The situation of the war is far from being truly clear. Some people say that the Fourth Army may be a variable. , maybe Huron will be in contact with the fallen primarch."
Hearing Veengar mention the Fourth Legion and their primarch, Garmo Zejie grinned.
"It's just idiotic dreams. The original body of the Fourth Legion will not take action, not even the Fourth Legion. This is not their war. Honso may be able to continue to hold on for a while, but in the end he will find that he has to leave and throw away The situation after Angstrom is actually quite clear. When the empire solves Badab and uses massive troops to advance from several directions, Huron will have to give up all his territory and flee into the depths of the maelstrom, just like he Like when he failed for the first time."
After a moment of silence, Veengar hissed:
"You underestimated Huron's trump card."
"Ha,. Is it the Blackstone Fortress? I've been to the one in the Eye of Terror several times. That thing is indeed very powerful, but will Huron use it?"
Weingar was silent.
Garmo Zejie stepped forward, came to the other party's side, and put his right hand on his shoulder.
"Brother, I invite you to join me in doing real big things! Not just pirate-like gangsters."
"Big things?"
Gal Moser Jay raised his finger to emphasize the rest of his narrative.
“If Abaddon can build a legion, why can’t someone build a second one? The Black Legion is powerful, but it also has its own weaknesses. It is a legion based on the ashes of the past great rebellion. , still inevitably bears the mark of the Ten Thousand Years War, and many of them are still dreaming of brothers who came to Terra in the past but have been shattered. Why didn't you choose the Black Legion instead of coming to the Red Pirates? "
"Because it is full of arrogance and self-indulgence."
"Yes, this is the biggest shortcoming of the Black Legion. It is extremely xenophobic. Although it is very hidden, it is real. It is not a traitorous legion. It is difficult for a person to gain a foothold in it. Zhu Fu is one of the few exceptions. The so-called veterans of the Long War still adhere to the boundaries of blood and are full of prejudice and indescribable superiority towards those warriors who have escaped from the pseudo-empire. Abaddon never intended to change this."
"So"
"I want to build a legion that embraces all rivers, a new legion that is truly free from the imprint of that long failed war. ! A new legion that does not belong to any Chaos God!"
(End of this chapter)