Chapter 2619 The Tattooed Earl
As a Chaos Space Marine who became a Night Lord long after the Heresy, Sezer was often curious about the glory of his predecessors in the ship that was once called the Nightfall. Will the queen feel the same way when she walks on board? Will their dead original body stare at every life on the ship as hard as now
But just thinking about it for a short time, he He immediately restrained his consciousness. The original body was a taboo here. The master didn't like the original body, and he didn't like to hear the name. Anyone who mentioned the original body in the past was torn to pieces by it and the soul was torn out and bound in On the hull.
So there is a saying that everyone knows, but no one dares to say -
It hates its original body.
Walking in the dark cabin, you can see signs of damage to the ship everywhere in some structures and internal structures. Rows of fangs are solidified in the doorways, twisted beams and aisles, pointed claws and devil's faces are on the hull. Frozen, with ribs and flesh growing out of it, the room seemed like the belly of some hellish beast. Small demons still lingered in the dark corridors, abominations waiting in the shadows, ready to spread madness.
The Nightshade has never been a safe place. Even the mutants who have lived here for generations only dare to move in less than 10% of its limited area, because 70% of this ship is completely Unknown area, even Sezer. The Nightfall is not only a ship, but also a terrifying maze. Sezer heard from some senior warbands that this ship had a huge structure inside when it was built. The maze is a "gift" from a brother of the original body, and their former original body likes to throw prey into the maze and enjoy their despair and hesitation. Maybe there are still animals thrown in there ten thousand years ago. The poor guy is desperately looking for a way out.
In addition to the maze, another major threat is the demon. This is not surprising. When the Nightfall was "dragged" into the subspace, it was inevitably contaminated, and it completely became a demon battleship. , a large number of demons naturally breed inside. They may not be powerful, at least for Sezer, but they are very deadly to mutants and slaves. They can only huddle together for warmth, or use crude totems and attack four enemies. Worship God to protect yourself.
While walking through a huge hall, Césaire glanced diagonally upward from the corner of his eye.
Countless chains hung from the ceiling like tentacles, making him feel as if he was walking in the jungle. Among these chains, there were many corpses hanging, many of which had been weathered into bones, but through the power armor on their bodies Their past identities can be vaguely identified, ranging from legion to war group, with all identities and origins. There are also many semi-rotten and fresh ones. His master likes to hang the corpses.
Some said it was a parody of the Primarch, but that man soon appeared on it too, and it has since become taboo.
Perhaps his master does have a complicated view of the original body. Although he hates it so much, he imitates it in every aspect. Whether it is inferiority or arrogance, Cesaire can only occasionally complain. Fan.
Finally, he came to his destination, a temple, a cemetery, or a castle.
Shrines and totems dedicated to the dark gods can be seen everywhere here. The blood of the sacrifices dyed them red, the ritual flames scorched the ground black, and the stones that made up the surrounding walls were full of cracks and very old. It was the power of darkness and the scab of subspace that held them together.
Under the gate and pillars, the master's personal guards wore dark blue Terminator armor covered with spikes, and the armor plates were covered with Human skins were strung on the back, and pale bones were hung on the waist. They were holding long chain saw knives loaded with explosives. Some people's helmets had sharp horns, and the helmets were also shaped into beast-like faces.
They are called Kentka, and they are said to be the elite warriors of the former legion, but Sezer heard that they are just "crude imitations". The real Kentka have long since dispersed, and no one is willing to follow their master, but for some reason With such a strong self-esteem, his master still formed his own "Kentka". Although their armors seemed to be patchwork, there were all kinds of models, from iron cavalry to unyielding type, and even Hades and Unyielding type. Suture type.
As for the combat effectiveness of this group of people, Sezer can't say, but arrogance is definitely arrogant enough, and he always likes to wait for others to finish fighting before going up to harvest, and after that, he will mock others for their hard work. They were trash and took away most of the slaves and trophies. They were a group of people who didn't have strong fists but had a loud voice, so other people in the war gang would call them "stitch dogs" in private.
In addition to these Kent cards, there are some other warriors in the hall, all wearing faded dark blue lightning pattern armor, but the past legion logos have been erased, only the bright bat skull emblem remains. Reminding everyone of who they are.
They are the Night Lords, the Children of the Night, the eternal nightmare of the Empire!
As he stopped, a human skin curtain more than thirty meters high and hundreds of meters wide slowly opened to the left and right, revealing a throne made of sharp white bones and steel. The monster-like demon prince sat on it.
It wears twisted tactical fearless armor, with a winged skull symbol on its chest. Dark blue armor has thunder and lightning wrapped around it, bulging like flesh and blood, embedded in the demon's red flesh and gnarled muscles. The tall creature wears a crown made of horns. Its face is long and thin, like a beast that has been hungry for a long time. The helmet grille that becomes part of the nose exhales hot steam from time to time. A pair of demon wings converge on its back. There is also a huge power glove on his right arm, and the two muzzles on the back of his hand are emitting a hellish light.
"My lord, the great tattooed Earl." Césaire knelt down on one knee and bowed his head deeply, acting extremely humble.
“I brought the information you need.”
“Oh? So.”
The tattooed Earl leaned forward slightly and made an urgent sound from his mouth.
“Say it.”
“The Shadow Ghost War Gang was indeed wiped out, but it was not the Imperials who wiped them out, but another force hidden in the Maelstrom. They seemed to be still alive. He had a grudge against the Red Pirates, and Ulan Huda was most likely discovered by them."
After a moment of silence, the tattooed Earl spit out the name.
"Supreme Fandrode, are you really not dead? You are such a smelly and hard dog, hiding under the nose of the red pirate, so dark under a lamp."
Then the Demon Prince nodded.
"This is reasonable, this is reasonable, and it is consistent with the divination saying that the 'return of the dead', then where are Ulan Huda and the others hiding?"
"What we have obtained so far The intelligence is that there is an unmarked edge galaxy in the Storm Star Territory, but it is too remote to get any more information."
"No need to check, Vandrod's dead rat will run away once it smells the smell. "
The tattooed Earl stood up slowly.
"Inform all ships to prepare for departure immediately. As soon as the flagship sends the signal, all the troops will attack Ulan Huda. Our hegemony will truly begin! Get out of the way of Abaddon and the original body. I will be the new King of the Night! The era of the tattooed Earl will come from now on!