The failure of the duel gave the Red Pirates no reason to clamor. If they were facing a Chaos war gang, they would have to admit defeat at this time.
But everyone knows very well that no one has a way out at this moment, and this negotiation is based on certain reasons for both parties.
In other words, both Sosh Yang and Huron knew that each other was stalling for time, but they did not know what the other's purpose was.
But at least they all believe that doing so is beneficial to themselves.
The victorious Talos moved his injured arm, then tore off a piece of emblem from the corpse, then took off the opponent's helmet, and finally took away the opponent's sword - it had almost become his instinct to plunder the loot of the dead.
When he returned to the team of Astral Knights, Soshyan immediately shouted to Huron:
"Now it's time to get down to business, traitor, unless you have other champions you want to die for."
"Very well, Soshiyang. As a thief with no shame, I think we should tell the whole story from beginning to end."
Huron took a step forward, corresponding to Sosh Yang's actions.
"let us start."
While the two men continued their verbal exchange, several petite figures quietly slipped out of the shadows.
"Captain, isn't this good...Captain Soshiyang asked us to be on standby in the central hall."
"Chaos traitors are cunning people. They will definitely set up some conspiracy. He will need our support."
Velez interrupted the complaints behind him and looked at the two groups of people confronting each other with great curiosity.
In fact, she didn't quite understand why Sosh Yang would negotiate with this big traitor. In her opinion, it was a waste of time to exchange even a single glance with these heretics. The only languages spoken by both parties were death and fire.
When she noticed a body on the ground belonging to the Red Pirate, she immediately realized that a battle had just occurred, and that it was supposed to be a duel.
There is no doubt that victory belongs to the loyal ones. This result makes her feel excited, but she also regrets that she never witnessed the duel, and complains in her heart about the delay of her companions.
She wondered if Soshi Yang had taken action.
But after looking at the team of Astral Knights, she immediately rejected this idea, because only one person in the team seemed to be injured, and the warrior still had a bloody helmet hanging around his waist.
Then he should be the winner of the duel.
Velez thought about it, but couldn't recall the warrior's name, because his armor was the same as that of an ordinary astral knight, and it was difficult to recognize him among the crowd.
Looking at the two people confronting each other, Velez suddenly felt that in the void outside the broken dome of the Star Castle, the subspace seemed to be boiling.
Its beginningless song grew louder in all ears, as if the essence of unreality were whispering and singing to its chosen warriors.
The Chapter Masters of the Imperium and the Chaos Warlords were the nexus where these imaginary forces converged, though she could not decipher the true meaning of the voices calling to them.
It was as if these primal forces were sinking their sinister claws into the souls of both warriors.
But "sound" is not an accurate word here. These ethereal sounds are just the impression formed by ordinary consciousness on these powerful powers on the stage.
Velez shook his head, wondering what was wrong with him?
Why did these weird thoughts appear in her head.
When Velez was confused by the sudden abnormality in his body, the negotiations reached a deadlock.
In fact, this is no different from the warband negotiations common in the Eye of Terror, where the relative advantages of both sides only make it more difficult to reach an agreement.
Soshiyang repeatedly emphasized that if he wanted to destroy the Astral Knights' fleet, Huron would have to bear an extremely terrible cost of casualties.
Huron also emphasized that if Sosh Yang insists on continuing the confrontation, the Astral Knights will also bear the risk of complete destruction.
The prospect of such mutually assured destruction was enough to cool the most radical minds, but Soshyan's demands still rained down on Huron's face.
He even demanded that the Hurons donate ships, equipment, stores, and star forts in exchange for their withdrawal.
The Imperial Chapter Master had a wicked smile on his face and insisted on his asking price again and again, as if he was very sure that Huron would give in to save most of his lair.
"I won't give you anything."
And Huron answered this every time.
Eventually, Soshyan's cunning and insistence tired the warlord, and he glanced expectantly at the giant claw in his hand. The loading mechanism on the giant claw clicked, just like his patience was gradually losing.
"Should I tell you what I believe to be true, Soshyan?"
Soshyan, even taller than Huron in his Terminator, bowed his head in a generous gesture of blessing, as if offering a favor to a particularly favored slave.
The red pirates bristled at the insult, but Huron only smiled.
"Say it."
Soshiyang replied like a chant.
"I believe you were caught in the storm as well."
Huron tried his best to contain his anger, and could only catch a glimpse of it in his golden eyes soaked in soul.
"I believe that the subspace helped you, allowing you to surpass our army at an incredible speed, and then it extended a helping hand to make the tyrant's claws inexplicably fall into your control, and finally created this surprise attack... I believe , it is those malicious beings called gods who bring you to the center of this storm and let us participate in a chess game of king and pawn to decide whose head will eventually fall."
"Your imagination is really admirable, traitor, but I only believe in the Lord of Mankind, and I am not interested in the games of the dark gods."
Huron didn't care.
"Whether you admit it or not, the bottom line is, I believe you are afraid of us."
He let the sharp edges of the giant claws rub against each other. Sosh Yang was unmoved by this, unable to see the death claws flashing with black light.
Huron's pet was jumping up and down at his feet.
Huron glanced at it. Although his face was expressionless, he was surprised in his heart, because his pet could only show this posture because of one thing——
It cannot detect the other party's mental activities, nor can it read the other party's thoughts.
This is almost impossible, unless that Soshyan is a servitor or machine.
He observed the opposite side calmly, but didn't see anything unusual.
"You fear us."
Huron could only continue:
"For no matter how much you rant about us being traitors, no matter how much you undermine us with your pitiful little expeditions, we always exist and thrive...because after every conflict we grow , as a thief, you must always worry about the revenge of your powerful master, far more than for other reasons."
Huron's eyes scanned the other warriors as he spoke, and finally returned to Sosh Yang.
