After successfully forging an alliance with the Maggors, the Sarpedon immediately returned to their new flagship, the Hate, a converted battle barge that was originally a hulk drifting in the warp.
Also on board the ship with him was Tubek, and the other nineteen wizards arranged by Magnus were aboard a cruiser of the Thousand Sons [Faceless Moon]. Apparently, the Crimson King was also released this time. , not only out of people, but also out of ships.
But now, Sarpedon had another problem to solve.
In fact, he also lied to Magnus, and he didn't know the specific location of the Snow Lotus Blade.
But he was convinced that there was a guy who knew——
He walked quickly through the gloomy watery air of the secret prison, muttering scattered verses and fragments in his mouth, repeating chapters from the Book of Secrets.
Different from other areas of the flagship, there are no exquisite decorations in the secret prison, nor are there any terrifying totems symbolizing the Second Legion. No one can imagine that there is such a maze of stone bricks hidden under the magnificent lobby - dilapidated is its main theme, and coldness is its synonym.
Along the way, there were only shadows everywhere. The rusty candlestick flickered with ghost fire from time to time, casting cold light on the simple iron wall covered with runes.
Sarpedon's four appendages stepped on the ground. For some reason, some water suddenly appeared on the floor that should have been dry. The sound of droplets splashing caused a rustling sound.
The pipes poked out of the cracks in the twisted wall spray steam, forming dim clouds at high altitudes. On any Astartes warship, one can see the power contained in harmony and beauty, but in this place far away from goodness , ugly is the appropriate modifier for it.
There is an important thing imprisoned in the secret prison. The existence of this thing is only known to a very few high-ranking members of the warband.
Two figures were chasing after Sarpedon. They were Sarpedon's deputies Emil and Tubek. The two of them passed through the defense line set up by the most astute fort servitors unscathed. Unexpectedly, The ancient door filled with etheric power was opened with no effort - the two people's robes made a rapid friction sound behind their fast-moving feet.
Everyone was silent all the way, concentrating on their concentration.
Invisible dangers lurk everywhere in the arcane prison, and even the most experienced psykers must carefully establish mental defenses to prevent sinister consciousness from taking the opportunity to penetrate their minds.
Everyone walked into a room that was narrower than other cabins - it was filled to the brim by a huge being.
The three people who had gathered stood and saluted. The surrounding wall lamps swayed and regained life. The dim light revealed the true form of the clumsy body - an ancient fearless body piled with scars.
The fearless reactor roared, energy arcs flashed and twisted on its broken ceramite heavy armor, and soon a deep and harsh musical resonance came from its chest:
"Acting Legion Commander, Sarpedon."
The weathered talker is in disrepair, its distorted voice distorted and ominous.
"Lord Danyathos."
Sarpedon bowed slightly to show respect, as did the two people behind him. After all, they all knew that although Sarpedon was the leader of the legion, the real leader was this ancient warrior.
"you……"
Later, the lights flickered on and off in Dauntless's life-sustaining coffin.
"Meet Magnus?"
"Yes, although it is very different from what you remember."
"The power of subspace is enough to change all reality."
Sarpedon nodded slightly, then looked past Fearless and looked behind it,
"I have to talk to it again."
Danyathos paused for a long time, and the sound of a piston working somewhere in the coffin occasionally broke the silence that enveloped everyone.
"Although it's not my turn to express doubts to you, the current legion commander."
Fearless finally spoke.
"But this is not the first time. You have already cooperated with this thing once. Every time you come into contact with it, it will increase the risk of its escape. Now it is a very important asset to the legion."
Sarpedon did not answer, and Tubek behind him was curious, who in the army has the final say?
"Venerable Sir, we must rely on it to find the Snow Lotus Blade. We only know that the holy object is in the Sun Star Territory, but the area is too large. We don't have much time to search carefully."
After a moment of silence, Wuwei opened the door and made way for everyone to lead to the vault.
Just as the three were about to enter the gate, the ancient fearless broke the silence for the last time.
"It's planning something."
Sarpedon hesitated. He naturally understood the danger of that thing, otherwise he wouldn't have let the ancient warriors come to garrison here.
"Is this place no longer safe?"
"Safe in the physical realm."
"What about in the spiritual realm? Do we need to add another shielding ritual?"
"Although I have found no evidence that it has broken through the six-layered motto, problems continue to arise with the servitors, especially those cursed humanoids embedded in the walls of the vault - they have broken down. It’s a lot of luck.”
Sarpedon suppressed the anger igniting in his chest and barely managed to maintain the balance of emotions in his chest.
"You never mentioned any of this before. Why didn't you tell me?"
"I know that stuff."
There was an inexplicable meaning in the ancient warrior's tone.
"There is no danger here. I have checked the status of Proverbs Binding over and over again - it is completely fine. No matter what it is planning, it will fall short. The reason why I am telling this now is just because I think you also understand this. reason."
"It is...a creation of the Crystal Maze. How can it be 'without danger'? How do you know about the downtime of the Cursed Doll?"
"It's very simple. They are dead. The soulless humanoids are half-living servitors that rely on enteral nutrition to survive. Therefore, they do not have the need to move supplies around. But when they stop breathing, I can still feel the presence in the soul realm. The slight agitation that occurred, normally speaking, a Soulless humanoid can be used for several years, but in the past few months, I have had several people replace it."
Sarpedon frowned and looked up along the crumbling wall of the arch. The Astartes' enhanced vision allowed him to easily see the servitor hanging in the air: a skinny body and pale skin. , clusters of oily black tubes poked out from the bald scalp where the lobe had been removed.
Even though his ribs were cut off and turned into a tool made of flesh and blood, he was still breathing slowly.
Their unconscious brains are loaded with a simple and easy-to-understand task - to throw a dragnet to contain the aether curtain in all directions. The extremely high suppression intensity makes it even difficult for Sarpedon to use effective psychic energy.
This is not a simple psychic suppression system. This system comes from the Great Crusade era and is specially used to imprison those powerful psychic aliens.
