"It's ridiculous."
Amid the mocking whispers, the strong wind that had been mixed with screams and wails suddenly blew, and the human skin curtains behind the two soldiers suddenly rippled.
"Huron thought that using that thing would scare us."
The tall giant on the left raised his head slightly and stared at the burning sky, his voice low and dangerous.
"This guy is as arrogant and sad as ever. When he failed, I kindly advised him to surrender, not caring about what he had done. However, after he pretended to convert to believe and regained his foothold with my help, he immediately turned against him. It was so shameless that I laughed at Colefaron for a hundred years with this matter! If you don't listen to the Holy Word, you will be defeated!"
The speaker was wearing a crimson power armor, decorated with a large number of Chaos worship signs and demon carvings, and was also made of a mixture of various armors, from his segmented Mk4-style grey armor to his shoulder armor with steel nails, every inch was engraved with gorgeous scriptures, and the roaring demon-shaped power backpack and knee pad were engraved with a series of texts: all from the excerpts of the Dark scriptures and the Book of Luo Jia. The shoulder armor on his left was engraved with the third volume of the Despise of Gods, and dozens of scriptures and hymns.
And his face is hard to describe in a simple word or two. The sinister, despicable, and cunning things are almost engraved on his face. His hair and eyebrows are shaved and coated with holy oil. Every inch of exposed skin is engraved with complex cuneiform words, and this behavior makes his flesh and blood seem to have become a life-like book of demons.
As he stared into the distance, his eyes were cold and silent, and no emotion was revealed, but in the darkness that set off in the distance, he seemed to be able to see the terrifyingly burning etheric flames.
"Mr. Arrebas."
After a moment of silence on the right, the man on his right asked humbly:
"So what should we do? We proposed to attack the Red Pirates in the Dark Council but were blocked by Colefaron. Now, with Galmek's power and the other party's thing alone, it is probably difficult for us to pose any threat to the Red Pirates."
"I know, and the gods know."
Eriebas's eyes remained at a point outside the horizon, and the senior officer of the Word Bearer followed it, and although he could see nothing but the endless spire, dome, cathedral and obelisk, he still knew where Eriebas was thinking.
Sikaros, the current real parent star of the Legion of Word Bearers, the place of Primarch meditation.
It seems that a long time has passed since the golden-skinned benefactor Luo Jia left the Word Bearers. For tens of thousands of years, the Primarch of the Word Bearers has been isolated in the temple and no one is allowed to disturb his meditation. Until now, thousands of blood candles are still lit in the name of Luo Jia every day. His name appears in the prayers of millions of confessors, just to pray for his return.
During the period when the Primarch left, the Dark Council became the core of the decision-making of the Legion, and the two old opponents, Arribas and Colefaron, also fought for tens of thousands of years, and no one had a real overwhelming advantage. However, because Arribas had been in charge of Galmek for a long time, he had always had a slight advantage over Colefaron in a sense, which was related to the power he could directly mobilize.
"Huron attempts to make profits in the game of the gods without paying any price. The gods are already dissatisfied with his ungodly interests. We are not in a hurry to take action, and the gods will arrange his failure."
As he said that, the chief apostle of the Word Bearer Legion had a sneering sneer.
"When Huron is defeated, we will take over all the legacy of the Red Pirates. Just imagine what a merit this is for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of soldiers to the arms of the Mantra. At that time, we will no longer need to fight with Colephalon in the parliament. We can even establish a great legion like Abaddon. The evil seed of Horus is not worthy of being called the War Commander!"
"So...what on the empire?"
"When the pseudo-emperor's lackeys think they have won, I will tell them what real failure is-"
As soon as Arribas finished speaking, the door behind them suddenly opened.
Then the little angels made of four babies were holding incense burners and flew out of the red shadows. Their thick and fat faces were twisted into strange-shaped expressions, and their eyes were stitched by crisscrossing stitches. They would roar when flying, revealing their tiny thorny teeth. Each of them was engraved with a symbol of the Chaos Evil God.
Then these monsters began a series of hovering and dives, indicating the arrival of their masters.
With heavy steps, a tall warrior walked out of the shadow. He was wearing a heavy chain armor cloak, which was carefully carved into peeling and loose muscle tissue, and many sharp small horns raised on his braided head.
He strode towards Arribas, following him in the Terminator's bodyguard. Arribas turned around and walked towards each other with the people around him. The two dark apostles slowly approached each other, looked at each other, and then hugged them like brothers.
“Welcome, devout Marduk.”
"Very honored, Chief Apostle."
The visitor was Marduk, one of the Dark Apostles, and an ally Eribas trusted by the Dark Council.
Originally, Maduk had a bad relationship with Ericaus. Ericaus had sent him to participate in the attack of Ecodas and Ashkanz on the Poros Gate, but Maduk also designed to let his surveillance die at the hands of the Grey Knights.
But then Maduk revealed Colefaron's political conspiracy against Aribas (that is, a rumor), which made him favor the chief apostle. So with the support of Aribas, Maduk replaced the dead Aikodas and became a member of the Dark Council.
After Eriebas let go of Maduk, he smiled:
"What wind blows you to Galmek?"
In fact, he asked knowingly. He knew that Marduk knew it as soon as he came to the Great Vortex, and the other party had been lingering in the Great Vortex for several months.
Marduk didn't play a puzzle with Erica, and said bluntly:
“I’ve found some clues about that person.”
"oh?"
Ericaus exclaimed in surprise.
"If I understand it correctly, is that person... that person?"
"Well, we all thought he was dead at that time, but I received an order from the Temple of Bones some time ago."
Eribas frowned slightly. He also knew that this was the first time in tens of thousands of years that the Primarch sent messages to the outside world, but only Marduk received this order, so Eribas would pay so much attention to this person.
But soon, only a hypocritical smile remained on his face.
"I am envious of the primordial and the grace of the gods upon you, brother."
But Marduk shook his head with a wry smile.
"Rewards and punishments always come at the same time, but it is not so easy to find someone who has been missing for tens of thousands of years? I tried my best to find evidence that he was still alive, but I still had no idea where he was. Tovendis had long been destroyed, so I came to ask for your help."
Erica thought for a moment, then said softly:
Chapter completed!