After shaking hands with Bahram, Artkus noticed Jacob holding the company flag. There was a trophy stand behind this warrior's power armor, with an alien head that had been treated with antiseptic technology strung on it. It obviously came from a huge The target even looks fresh.
Artechus Badan pointed behind Jacob.
“Is that a Tyranid?”
Bahram nodded and replied:
“The leader of a genestealer lair was captured by this warrior alone. .”
"Patriarch, this is a very dangerous target. I didn't expect that the new recruit company of the Star Knights has such powerful warriors."
After a brief compliment, he turned his attention to Bahram and spoke in a very candid tone. Said:
“I have heard the story of the Astral Knights from the brink of destruction to their re-emergence, and I deeply agree with the concept of the Suffering Alliance. Only by helping each other can the Astartes overcome difficulties together. Because most institutions in the empire are only wary or even hostile to us. They just want to restrict us, destroy us, and make us a baton in their hands."
Bahram did not respond to this. Instead, after thinking for a moment, he said softly:
"The Astartes respecting and obeying the High Lords Council is a requirement of the Holy Code and the Primarchs. We must not violate this basic principle first."
"Of course, loyalty to the throne is the basic principle of every Astartes."
"So, Chapter Master Artkus, have you heard of a member of the Inquisition named Xanthus? A radical sect?”
Although the other party concealed it very well, Bahram still noticed the flash of unnaturalness in Artkus.
“We understand a little bit, but we are not interested in the messy things inside the Tribunal.”
Seeing that the other party was unwilling to admit it, Bahram did not ask further questions, but instead said:
"In the Maelstrom Expedition, we fought against the heretics of the Red Pirates. These fallen ones used various witchcraft, demonic weapons, and even directly summoned demons. Many of them were once loyal warriors of the empire, but they were tempted by Chaos. He has become a twisted enemy of mankind and has lost the freedom of his soul. However, such an enemy is undoubtedly very difficult to deal with. Chapter Commander Artkus, what would you normally do if you encounter such a powerful enemy? ?”
“The think tank brothers will find the enemy’s weakness, and then we will launch a fierce attack on the weakness until the opponent is completely eliminated!”
Bahram smiled slightly.
“It’s a pity that our chapter still doesn’t have a think tank.”
This surprised Artkus.
“None?”
“None.”
“That”
“We use untouchables.”
“Untouchable Who? ”
"Yes, just like the Silent Sisters of the past, we use trained untouchables to cut off the enemy's connection with the subspace, including their sorcery and those chaos instruments, turning them into waste."
< br>Artkus pursed his lips and responded with some embarrassment:
“A good idea.”
“Because our chapter leader once said that subspace is a sea. The devil is a fish in the sea, and we are people on the shore. If we insist on going into the sea to compete with the fish in speed, or even catch them, it is absolutely impossible to win, and we may even be dragged into the sea and drowned by the other party. The best way is Just drag the opponent ashore and trample them to death with one kick. Don't race with the enemy on the enemy's track. You will never win. There are many ways to defeat the enemy. Using the enemy's methods is the worst choice. , because you can't be more skilled than the enemy, you will only be brought to the same level by the enemy, and then defeated by the opponent with more experience."
"This is not necessarily true."
Bahram's words finally had the effect he wanted. A terminator from the Relic Chapter made a voice. Bahram noticed that the terminator had a power sword on his waist. This was normal, but the other party had a power sword on his waist. The rune stones and some decorations are abnormal.
If he guessed correctly, this is a think tank, a think tank wearing a Terminator.
Artkus turned to look at the warrior who spoke, who had already turned around and walked over.
"Moore, return to the team." "Chapter Commander, I would like to ask this Captain Bahram for advice."
Before Artkus could speak, Bahram immediately agreed:
“Of course, do you have any questions?”
“I don’t agree with what you said about untouchables. To solve the problem of subspace enemies, they are mortals who are too weak and need protection. They are of no use at all when encountering real heretical enemies. Only the power from the subspace can fight against them. "
"Oh? I don't agree with this. Are you a think tank?"
"Yes, my brothers and I once worked together to destroy a great demon of Nurgle."
Bahram smiled and nodded.
"It is indeed very powerful, but it cannot be used as an argument."
"Then how can it be used as an argument?"
"As always."
"As always."
The think tank nodded and turned to look at his chapter leader.
"Chapter Master, I will engage in a friendly duel with Captain Bahram, please allow me."
"This"
Artkus Arash seemed hesitant, and he did not expect things to develop like this. He frowned, but Bahram raised his hand indifferently.
"No problem, everyone is on point, and they are all wearing terminators, so no one can be hurt."
Seeing Bahram like this, Artkus knew that it would be too weak to disagree, so he nodded.
"Then let's stop."
Then the two came to the center of the hall, with people around them watching from a hundred meters away.
The think tank pulled out his sword, and Bahram immediately drew out the Broken Horn Star. Looking at the orange-red plasma light on the blade, the think tank was a little surprised.
“Isn’t this a power sword?”
"The Plasma Sword is a gift from the Maelstrom. Don't worry, there are no demons or anything like that in it."
Hearing Bahram's seemingly hinting words, the think tank immediately moved and attacked Bahram with the sword in his hand. The abdomen is moving at an abnormally fast speed.
Boom!
The next second, his sword blade was swung away. Thinktank was surprised by the strength of the opponent and immediately stabilized his body. He pretended to move to the left with his sword, but then turned the attack direction to the right, diagonally upward. Bahram chops down.
However, the opponent swept past the violent sword blade effortlessly like a beam of light, and the plasma sword slashed towards his wrist.
In the flash of lightning, the think tank suddenly moved. Bahram's sword only scratched an afterimage. Then the think tank, who was far away from the opponent, raised his hand, and the lightning was like a giant octopus using its tentacles to launch an ambush.
Under the influence of strong current and psychic energy, all images were instantly blurred.
But a shocking scene appeared. Bahram raised his sword to resist the lightning. Then the think tank suddenly "turned off". He bent down and grabbed the helmet with one hand, looking very painful. When he looked up By then, the opponent's sword had already pressed against his throat.
Think Tank swallowed and raised his free hand in a gesture of surrender.