After looking at the statue of Cain for a while, Clevix Kerathos responded, his voice without any warmth.
"The blade is half of me, just as I am half of the blade, so is fear. Our strength comes from the blade and the rage, not from fear. We thirst for blood, we kill. Only in death can we find the true meaning of life. .”
Clevex began to pace again, even turning his back to them, completely ignoring his followers.
Each nightmare shrine has its own unique culture, and the culture of Cursed Night is very special. It may be to ensure that the superiors are always vigilant and self-strengthened. Therefore, in this shrine, warriors can launch surprise attacks on the bishop. If the attack fails, as long as the challenger escapes from the shrine, the bishop can no longer pursue him or pursue him afterwards.
But Bishop Clewix didn't like this culture. In fact, he despised this trick. He won the position of bishop through head-on duels. Therefore, after he became a bishop, he often forced his subordinates to fight with him, or deliberately Expose a flaw to attract the opponent to sneak attack.
Therefore, the eight people present knew that he was just torturing and teasing them.
As for the reason——
Now the Nightmare Bishop is very angry, so he summons eight unlucky ones.
Not long ago, he received news that the daughter he had with his lover, Candice of Silver Fang, was killed by several ape wizards!
What's even more disturbing is that after examination, the Xuelingren found that his daughter had lost the possibility of resurrection. Her soul had completely disappeared, and there was no residue left. This could only happen if she was killed by a demon. This is also the most tragic ending for the Eldar, with their souls completely devoured by the Lady of Thirst.
Although it is difficult to say that Clewix has any feelings for Candice, he once lived in the Silver Fang for a long time as a bodyguard of the Archon, and also spent a long time in the universe with Candice. The joyful plundering of time, at least when the other party gave birth to that daughter, he still had a sense of accomplishment——
Being able to have a noble lady conceive a child for him is already a very prominent achievement for most male Eldar in Comoros. Although Clevix is now the Nightmare Bishop, his background is actually lower than even Mako's. No, I used to be just a half-life guy who did dirty work for others.
Therefore, he has always regarded his daughter as a pride, not out of family affection, but as a kind of pride that belongs to a trophy, or a trophy.
Now, his trophy was smashed, how could he not be angry!
To make matters worse, the headquarters temple issued an order not long ago, requiring all bishops not to leave their shrines during this period, and to strictly guard the areas where their shrines are located - mainly several connecting subspaces. Gate of Chaos.
Almost all of Commorragh's Chaos Gates are in Nightmare Shrines. Nightmares are not only followers of Kane, but also gatekeepers who are always wary of Chaos invasion.
Therefore, although Clevix heard the cry of his old lover, he was unable to take revenge at all, which made his heart almost swallowed up by anger.
If he held it in any longer, he thought he might go crazy.
“Fear needs to be exploited, but even more so, it needs to be mastered!”
Clevex was now very close to his followers, perhaps only three steps away.
Three steps was a short distance for Nightmare, but not enough to launch a clean attack.
Because they knew very well that Clewix would not give them a second chance to attack.
"Face your fear with a blade, that's the real power!"
Clevex faced his followers again, his tone conveying his disappointment at their inaction.
"We must embrace fear and become one with it. Long ago our ancestors created a terror so profound that the entire galaxy trembled in fear, and those treacherous traitors, cowards, fled from this fear to hide in the world they created. In the world, our kin in the City of Darkness are also cowering, using the fear and pain of others to cover up their own fear and pain."
He paused again, shadowed by the burning statue of Khaine, and at one point the black silhouette was engulfed in flames and smoke and seemed to transform into the image of the god of war.
"We will not run away from our fear, leaving those who have gone astray to seek to bind the gifts that Khaine has bestowed upon us! We will not shy away from our fear that we will become creatures of hate and uncontrollable rage. This is not What we fear, what we fear is meaningless, what we fear is living a life that accomplishes nothing, that means nothing! To die a hasty death and be devoured by a great enemy, without leaving a mark of terror on the galaxy before that, That’s failure, that’s our fear.”
Clevex walked away from the statue, the curved Cleves' broadblade still remaining in a leisurely position.
"None of you are worthy of this position! None of you dare challenge me. Your fear of death overwhelms your anger and makes you weak."
"Death by your blade is a failure, a waste."
A follower dared to speak out, but was met with laughter like a night owl.
"Haha! However, if you want to succeed, if you want to become a bishop and gain your status and glory, you must dare to challenge! You cannot succeed without taking risks. Victory is the twin sister of failure, and death is the father of life."
Clevex shook his head and lowered his blade slightly. When he spoke again, everyone could feel his fatigue through his voice, but everyone knew that this was also a trick, a sign of feigned weakness. .
"Doesn't anyone dare to stand up to me? Don't you feel the need? Don't you hate me enough?"
Empty questions, they all wanted to be bishops, they all felt the inner torment of this desire, which was the root of what Clewix said was the existential fear.
Of course they hate him, his rebuke, his insults, his sarcasm and disgust are enough to arouse hatred as hot as the burning statue of Kane. The bishop's continued cynicism makes them feel continuous pain, but just like the death of those challengers in the past As shown, Kane does not reward those who attack in blind rage.
The nightmares standing in the flames and smoke all had their own ideas, but everyone understood that Kane's heart was cold, and the Bloody Hand God required that killing must be cold and calculated.
"Accept fear and make it your own, step into—"
Before Clewix could finish speaking, he was interrupted.
An apprentice hurriedly walked in, but did not speak immediately, but glanced at the other nightmares.
His action made Clewix aware, so he waved his hands to dismiss everyone, and then took the apprentice to a secluded corner. At this time, the other party said to Clewix in a low voice:
"Bishop, Mrs. Malus is here to visit."
"Huh? What is she doing here?"
Clewix made a confused sound. Because of Candice, he was relatively familiar with the poison-tongued consul of the conspiracy, and the two parties had cooperated many times.
However, recently, because the situation is very sensitive and the Nightmare Shrine must remain neutral, he has not had any contact with the other party for some time.
"How did she get here?"
"Aboard a high-class black speedboat with the emblem of the Silver Fang Cabal."
Clewix nodded thoughtfully, and then said to the apprentice:
"Ask the other person to wait in the side compartment of the Blood Blade Palace and tell her I will be there in a minute."
"yes."
"Don't take the main road, take the side door."
"Yes, Bishop."
