"too slow!"
Facing the surging beast tide, the fallen angel figure holding a sword and shield flashed and killed a Word Bearer who tried to attack him. The ancient power sword screamed, cutting open the strong beast, and then kicked it back to the beast. In companions.
Then the warrior turned around quickly, his shield slamming into the rattling beak of a bird-headed mutant, knocking it into a bloody mess.
At the same time, the fallen angel holding a giant sword also pierced the elbow of a possessed warrior. The deformed bone immediately broke. The enraged possessed warrior turned around and roared, stretching out his still intact hand to try to catch him.
After Fallen Sky swept its ankle with his sword, the possessed warrior could only stagger and slap the attacker. Then, the sword inserted into its creaking socket, and more bones snapped, and the decomposition force field bit through its twisted flesh. Flesh and blood, and finally the frantic beast fell.
The two men's cooperation was almost flawless, even if they were surrounded by many enemies, they did not fall behind at all.
Seeing the members of the war gang being slaughtered, Gonzalo could no longer stay aloof and jumped up suddenly, then hit the two of them hard.
“Die ah ah ah!
!
! "
Its angry roar shook the entire arena, and it smashed down with a loud bang. The flying sand splashed onto the fallen angel holding the giant sword, who immediately staggered to the side.
Before he could stand firm, the opponent's spear swept over, and the fallen angel immediately put his sword between his neck and the spear.
Under the fierce impact, he felt the arm holding the sword trembling. As the struggle of strength became more and more numb, the roaring possessed warrior tried to push him to his knees.
Hot saliva dripped from the enchanted warrior's mouth onto the armor, and a puff of green smoke emerged.
Suddenly, the fallen angel swung his sword forward, causing Gonzalo to lose his balance. Then the fallen angel immediately slipped between the legs of the possessed warrior, then immediately stood up and roared, slashing through the back of the giant beast. .
Gonzalo let out a deafening scream and collapsed to the ground, but the fallen angel had already grabbed his horns and twisted them up, exposing his hairy throat, then cut him violently and crushed his head.
The battle seemed to be over just like that.
The audience burst into warm applause, and Huron took a sip of wine. In fact, he had already guessed the ending.
The reason why he chose Gonzalo's warband was because he knew that the enchantments of these Word Bearers had gradually begun to get out of control. Their battles seemed to be winning, but in fact they were just killing mortals. They had been attacked by the Imperial Space Marines before. , was defeated and defeated, and Gonzalo abandoned most of his men before escaping.
Keeping such things is a waste of food, so it is better to get rid of them with the hands of two mysterious fallen angels.
"My lord?"
A voice appeared in his personal voice receiver. It was Hrafl Skafjersson, a man who had changed his loyalties and duties and had broken free from the shackles of his wolf master. A former member of the Space Wolves who fights for his chosen side.
Although he is a Space Wolf, Huron trusts him very much, and there are only a few people in the entire Red Pirate Group who can approach him without notification - such people never exceed double digits.
Because he knows very well that dogs transformed from wolves are often the most loyal.
"What's the matter?"
"An urgent message that needs to be delivered to you personally."
"Come in and talk."
Soon, Heraful, whose face was covered with scars and canines exposed, was dressed in red armor, but still had wolf fangs on his neck, and his shoulder armor was carved into the shape of a wolf's head. He came to Huron's throne and handed him a sword. Letter.
Huron put down his wine glass and opened the letter slowly. However, within a few seconds of reading it, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"What? Badab Expeditionary Force? Supreme Lord Commander Soshyan Alexey?"
His voice made the surrounding bodyguards look over involuntarily. Apparently they were also shocked by the information coming out of Huron's mouth, even Heraful was no exception.
"Ah? Master? What -"
Huron did not answer him, but quickly looked at the content behind it. He frowned at first, then slowly relaxed, and finally put down the letter and started to cover his eyes and laugh.
"Expedition? Expedition? Soshyan? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha - the high lords are really good at joking!
!
"
He laughed for a full twenty seconds before turning his head and saying to the confused fallen wolf:
"The insects on Terra asked Soshyan to organize an expeditionary force to attack us. Isn't this the biggest joke in the forty-one thousand years?"
Hlaful was stunned for a moment, then touched his gray messy hair.
"Did those bastards not take their medicine?"
Huron shook his head, and then the smile gradually faded from his face.
"That's good. It's time for me to settle the score with him. This time I have to welcome our 'old friend' properly. Not only do I have to defeat him and kill him, but I also have to discredit him in front of the entire empire!"
When he said these words, Huron could not help but feel some anger and jealousy that he was not even aware of.
After the initial smile, these emotions began to ferment in him.
Why!
As the guardian of the Maelstrom, he has served the empire for three hundred years, but he does not receive such an honor!
Why!
Soshiyang, a fledgling boy, got a title close to that of a war commander even though he had done nothing!
Why!
Fate is so unfair to him!
He still clearly remembered how he made a humble request to the high lords in order to completely conquer the Maelstrom and nearby sectors in the name of the Emperor, hoping to coordinate the resources of the Badab sector, but he was ruthlessly rejected. Refusing, those mortal bureaucrats who were lying on their backs and eating nothing cared less about those of them who fought for the Emperor in dangerous circumstances.
Now, they have easily handed over the power of the entire maelstrom to Soshiyang, that Soshiyang who only knows how to sneak around!
But after the anger passed, Huron calmed down, and some doubts began to form in his mind.
Is this expedition really that simple? While Terran bureaucrats are stupid, they shouldn't be.
YY
Or is there some other intention behind this?
Thinking of the several troubles and failures Soshyan had caused for himself, Huron realized that this matter should not be taken lightly.
After thinking for a moment, he asked someone to bring over a dozen pieces of psychically encrypted letter paper, and then he wrote a full page of them one by one with a pen, and handed them all to Heraful.
"Give these to Frank and ask him to send a courier immediately to find the people signed on it one by one and deliver the letter to them."
Hlaful took the letter and looked at it curiously, but Huron did not stop him.
"Uh...my lord, are you sure that Honso guy will come? I heard that he has returned to the Iron Warriors, and that Lucius, tsk, that bastard is said to be extremely arrogant. He is coming to the Maelstrom this time. They have already had several conflicts with us, and even killed all the Blood Barbarian Bulls war gang. Mosaviol is not bad. Although the Plague Army is a group of weird lunatics, this guy has two brushes. His mind is quite clear... As for the last Ahriman, this guy has always been elusive, and there are rumors that he has joined the Black Legion."
Huron smiled slightly and picked up the wine glass.
"Honso will come. He has to repay my favor no matter what. As for Lucius... I have a treasure here that he can't refuse. It won't be a problem. As for Ahriman, let's try our luck. It’s the best I can find. I have something that can hire him. If I can’t find him, there’s nothing I can do about it. I can only say that I have no luck.”
"I understand, my lord."
After the wild wolves left, Huron looked at the two fallen angels standing proudly on the field, suddenly thought of something, and then called a bodyguard.
"Tell those two to come see me in the palace later. I have something important I want to talk to them about."
"Yes, my lord."
Huron stood up slowly. Now he has a lot to do. He will try to hold a "grand" welcome party for Soshyan.
