Chapter 2031 Mysterious Sponsor
Huron has been in a bad mood recently, very bad.
On the one hand, under the strong persuasion of his men, Huron finally realized that if he chose to fight to the death with Soshyan in Corkeria, he would probably lose completely and be unable to make a comeback, because The Blackstone Fortress has not yet been truly controlled by him, but the expeditionary force's fleet has been replenished again. Their chances of winning are really not high.
More importantly, a legendary battleship appeared in the expeditionary force-
The Glory Queen-class battleship, the legendary most powerful first-class battleship that humans can build, is The Red Pirates are unmatched by any existing capital ships.
Although Huron often compared himself to Abaddon, he now had to admit that he was still a little far behind him. If he had a battleship like the Vengeful Spirit, how could he make his men so afraid of the Unyielding Truth?
Huron actually knew very well why his subordinates persuaded him. They were afraid. They were afraid that they would be sent to deal with such a battleship. This was tantamount to suicide in their eyes, and they would rather choose to escape.
Although giving up Colkeria preserved their strength, it undoubtedly sent a signal within the Red Pirates——
They may really be unable to stop the empire’s expeditionary force. .
For an armed group, losing confidence is a terrible thing, because the people below will instinctively blame the problem on the leader's weakness and incompetence. Most of the unrest in the war gang comes from Due to the direct defeat on the battlefield, Huron had given away many "thorns" in the previous battles, otherwise the situation would have been even worse now.
But according to reports, many bosses and war gang leaders have begun to move closer to the "strong ones" they consider. Especially Zhu Fu, who took the initiative to stand behind everyone in the last naval battle, has become the target of many people's bets.
Although he still shows great respect and respect for Huron, Huron understands the logic of "the strong alone is strong". This situation will not last long, not to mention that there are people behind Zhu Fu. There is an Abaddon.
The other thing that bothered him was that damn Malbus.
It was indeed him who contacted Malbus through the two fallen angels, because at that time he knew that the Raven Wings of the Dark Angels were also participating in the expedition. His idea was to let the demon prince take the Dark Angels' The man was lured away from the maelstrom because he was also worried that the Dark Angel would really get involved in this war.
However, in fact, this was a trap from the beginning. Malbas had no intention of luring the Dark Angels away. Instead, he took the initiative to lure their large army!
This resulted in the current situation that gave Huron a huge headache, as well as a Queen of Glory that was impossible to fight unless the Black Stone moved.
And no one can contact Malbas now. The guy is completely out of control. As for what it is going to do, Huron has no way of knowing.
During this period, he asked his intelligence chief to work hard to track down Malbas, but there was no result. After all, the people in the First Legion are notoriously mysterious, no matter in the empire Here or on the other side of Chaos, there are not many people who can speak well.
If Malbas really refuses to leave, Huron really has nothing to do.
Although the situation has not completely collapsed yet, Huron already feels a sense of crisis.
He needs an ally, one who can exchange interests and is less capricious.
More importantly, an ally strong enough to help him defeat Soshyan.
Tzeentch is a visionary but unconventional man.
Nurgle's laws would cause the Red Pirates' entire system to collapse in a swamp of disease and decay.
Slaanesh was never on Huron's radar.
Khorne completely despises visionary thinking and lives to kill, kill, kill, regardless of the consequences, only for the glory of battle.
When Huron was in trouble, a Dark Mechanicus believer visited him and brought him a choice.
He had seen that man before, with a spiral mask on his face and a very mysterious origin. He had been selling his weapons and the terrifying killing robots he had made in the Red Pirates' camp.
But he has no name, he only calls himself [Puppet]. "Why should I trust a guy who hides his head and shows his tail?"
In the personal chamber of the Huron flagship, the Lord of the Maelstrom stared at the mechanical heretic who was much shorter than him, his throat filled with sticky gurgling sounds when he made sounds.
The opponent's entire body was almost entirely wrapped in a black robe, with only a swirling mask and a pair of mechanical arms exposed.
For a moment, a mechanical monotonous voice came from under the mask.
"My lord extends an olive branch to you and is willing to sponsor your war. The choice is yours, King Black Heart."
"Ha, sponsorship? What a grand gesture."
The left side of Huron's upper lip rose slightly into a slight sneer.
"It's nothing more than a demon. I can laugh at even the messengers of the Four Gods. What qualifications does your master who swallows the remnants of subspace have to show off in front of me."
Huron has always been He has no patience with demons. Even those very famous demons can still gain more respect from the demon prince than before, but demons are just lackeys of the evil god behind them, and Huron never likes to deal with lackeys.
Demons may be useful tools, but despite their power and so-called knowledge, they can still be tricked and outmaneuvered by mortals.
"Devil? No. If the Black Heart King is interested, he might as well watch it in person."
Huron frowned, watching the mechanical heretic open his arms, and the robe on his body was pushed left and right like a curtain, revealing a wide mercury mirror.
Maybe this was another devil's trap, using some illusion to confuse his mind, but Huron still took the step forward.
On the one hand, he was confident enough, and on the other hand, his intuition told him that maybe this really gained something.
As he continued to approach, a magnificent scene unfolded in front of him.
In the darkness, there was a faint blush at first, and then his eyes seemed to be sucked, gradually deepening.
In just a moment, twelve huge funnel-shaped objects appeared in the hellish firelight. They floated in the void, arranged radially like the spokes of a wheel, with their mouths facing the center.
Each is as big as a planet, with its base extending into darkness, with any star lighting them up.
The top of each funnel is like a big mouth, emitting a dazzling red light and constantly spitting out red and black smoke. When Huron's sight is close to one of them, he can see a cloud of dust, and when he gets closer, he can see a cloud of dust. It was discovered that not only terrible smoke was spitting out from the chimney, but also weapons.
Billions of weapons, as well as armor, tanks, artillery, fighter planes, battleships, demon engines, even Titans, all weapons that can be named and unnamed, to order The scale of human shock spurted out, drifting and spreading in the dark void.
Suddenly, Huron remembered a rumor.
Legend has it that somewhere in the subspace, there is a huge arsenal that does not belong to any evil god. Therefore, demons often go to that factory and sign contracts with its mysterious master. Some demons do it purely to obtain shortcuts to improve their combat power. In order to gain the favor of their dominant god, some also want to seek a way to escape from bondage and not have to endure the shame of exile for a long time.
This is also the origin of most demonic engines.
(End of this chapter)