Yugoslav was so shocked, not that he cared much about family ties. After all, family ties themselves were not very important to the Dark Eldar, but his sister, who was also a real child, was not only his sister, but also his future wife. .
In order to ensure that the purity of the family bloodline and the wealth and status of the Comorian nobles would not leak out, incest marriages are very common. Yugoslav's mother, who is also the chief think tank of the Silver Fang Cabal, was involved in this robbery. He was asked to ensure his sister's safety.
Originally, he thought that this operation was very simple and there would be no accidents at all, so he did not force his sister to stay with him - in fact, he also knew that his sister was spoiled by her mother and often messed around with other men, but he I don’t really care.
As long as something doesn't happen to his sister and he can't deal with his mother, that's all. Anyway, he has several lovers, so he only needs to breed pure-blooded heirs with his sister to ensure his status in the family.
"You...say it again."
"Your sister...was murdered by a gang of simian Chaos Sorcerers."
Yugoslav took a deep breath, tightened his grip on the guillotine in his hand, and asked softly.
"Where...are they."
At this time, on the berth of the Lost Word, Khayon was inspecting the female Dark Eldar killed by Soshyan, because he found that the other party's weapon was different from the other Eldar - too delicate, too. Gorgeous.
Soon, Kayon discovered the complicated tattoos on the other party's back.
"It's a bit troublesome... This is a real son, and a noble."
Kayon stared at the tattoos on the corpse's white back, and then moved his fingers to an inconspicuous tattoo, which was two crossed snake teeth.
"This is the symbol of the Silver Fang Cabal. Only core members will carry it."
Talos on the side hummed twice and said:
"Are we so lucky? If we kill a noble as soon as we get here, then there will be a bloody drama of beating the younger one and the older one."
Khayon shook his head.
"If it were an ordinary cabal warrior, it shouldn't be possible, but since she has a relatively high status, it is possible that someone will come to us for revenge just like you said."
"Then let them do it."
Soshyan said indifferently, and then suddenly turned his head.
Not far away, three figures moved at incredible speeds in complete silence. They were conceived illusions, lingering at the edge of sight, like the lurking shadow of death.
They spin and sway in motion at extremely fast speeds, without any movement in their movements, as if the composer was immersed in his own symphony.
As the three shadows approached a certain distance between the three, the air between them began to flicker and liquefy, darkness passed through the floor like a curtain of water, and sparks burst out of the air, causing mysterious ripples like starlight.
Soon, they rushed from one side of the berth to the other, and the undulating energy field surrounding them began to ripple, scattering droplets of black light onto the shadows of the three people.
While the three were talking, the fluctuations began to become intense and gradually increased.
"coming."
Soshyan, who turned his head, pulled the trigger of his bolter and stepped back at the same time, drew his sword, and slashed, all in one go.
After cutting through a shadow, his sword collided with a sickle-shaped blade glowing with light.
"It's Mandela."
Khayon also counterattacked immediately. The surging psychic lightning directly shattered a shadow, but the opponent immediately condensed into shape again, and Talos's chain saw also failed.
The sneak attack failed, and the three attackers finally appeared.
They are one of the weirdest life forms Soshiyan has ever seen, or in other words, they are closer to subspace creatures.
Generally speaking, they still have the outline of an Eldar, but their skin is pure black, covered with blasphemous runes, absorbing rather than reflecting light, and their lifeless faces are constantly twisting like oil, and they are faceless for a while. His mask has a bloody mouth full of fangs, and his hair is pale bone color. The fingertips of his hands are condensed with a blue-white cold flame, and he is also holding a faint blue blade.
Talos asked in a low voice as the three of them slowly gathered together.
"What the hell is this?"
"Mandrake, a variant of the Dark Eldar, but even the Dark Eldar themselves would be afraid of this kind of thing. According to some Eldar, during the craziest period of the Ancient Eldar empire before the Great Fall, people living on the Internet The Taoist indulgence sect and the devil were impurely united, and the offspring they gave birth to was Mandela. Others believe that these living shadows come from a forbidden indulgence cult, and they escape into the nightmarish shadows of the non-material world. Integrate with those unnatural things to escape the influence of the Great Fall. In short, no matter what the theory is, it can be determined that they are a semi-subspace creature. Have you seen the green symbols on them?"
Talos glanced at it and indeed saw that the symbols on Mandela's skin were glowing green.
"I saw it."
"When they devour the fear and pain of their victims, the lines on their bodies will emit a poisonous green light, and they will even steal their life force. What is condensed on their claws is an ice flame that can freeze the soul."
"So, how to fight."
"Simple."
Kayon said, stretched out his hands, left and right, and lightly touched the weapons of Soshyan and Talos, and a blue flame suddenly enveloped them.
"Just hit it normally."
"Then come on!"
As soon as the three Space Marines moved, the three Mandras also moved. They were silent, and their bodies grew like real shadows. They stretched, thickened, entangled, and intertwined, ignoring all laws of physics.
The next moment, they flashed around the three of them in different postures and directions, with sharp claws and sharp blades coming out.
In response, Soshyan suddenly turned around and thrust out a sword, Talos turned around and slashed, and Khayon slammed his palms together.
The majestic psychic energy suddenly burst out. At that moment, the three Mandelas were like rocks on the coast being hit by a tsunami of energy. They tasted the cold pain for the first time in their lives, making them neigh.
Then the weapons attached with psychic energy quickly cut them off and cut them open.
A substance as thick as ink spread in the air, like a thick smoke. The three Mandelas huddled in pain, and finally merged into the ground and quickly disappeared.
"died?"
"No, but we should have severely damaged them and they won't show up again for a while."
Soshiyang looked at the place where those strange creatures disappeared and said softly:
"Someone should have assigned them here."
"careful!"
Kayon suddenly reminded loudly, and then the three of them quickly retreated with a tacit understanding and entered the area covered by the shadow of the battleship.
Then a large area of poisonous crystals covered the area where they were originally.
"Those three ape wizards! They are followers of Tzeentch! Kill them!"
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