Huron entered the main fort of the Fortress of the Disaster Star and walked through the stone corridor. On both sides of the corridor were strange statues made of various materials - including bones, human skin, metal, crystal, flesh and blood. In the distance, followed by a corridor made entirely of a glassy substance.
The corridor casts crazy, countless reflections, but Huron didn't look at the scenes, nor did he pay attention to the statue of the beast-headed gods in the niches filled with the aisle walls.
Perhaps there was no corridor when this fortress was built, but just like most of the creations of Chaos, even a fortress may eventually develop a certain sense of self.
But Huron is its master, and he would not care about this trick.
In the middle, Huron also met various crowds, most of whom were hunchbacked servants in black robes. They rushed back and forth in the castle. Sometimes he would meet some Chaos Space Marines, some alone, and some in groups of three or three.
When they see Huron, they will bow their heads respectfully or kneel down.
Soon, Huron came to the huge metal door in the center of the fortress.
The door was decorated with iron patterns with carved patterns of demon skulls. When the soldiers guarding both sides of the door saw Huron, they immediately slammed their fists in the chest and paid tribute to the Black Heart King silently. At the same time, the metal drums and horns made thunderous sounds.
Then the door automatically opened inward, scraping against the stone slabs on the ground, making an unknown sound.
Huron crossed the threshold expressionlessly. A group of people had already gathered in the hall. They were the war lords and leaders of the Angstrom combat cluster. Standing under the ceiling of the hall like a beast skeleton, dozens of braziers around illuminated their red armor.
They are all real Red Pirates cores, some wearing fully armed Terminators, some with flesh and armor, and others with human skin covered in armor.
When they found Huron arrived, they all bowed their heads respectfully.
The closest to the gate was a Chaos Lord whose lower body had mutated into reptiles. Six guards in armor stood behind him, and he was the first to pay tribute to Huron and made a sharp sound.
"Long live the Black Heart King!"
Huron only glanced at them, and his gaze moved from the crowd to the end of the hall.
In front, he saw a huge throne, behind which was a glittering black silver-edged flag, and the center of the flag was the symbol of the black hand of the Red Pirate.
The throne was forged with twisted silver metal, all from the wreckage of the killing rapporteering army and the mechanical war machines on the battlefield. Hundreds of losers were ruthlessly broken to forge this throne, which shone brightly under the fire, as if to prove some glorious victory.
But in fact, everyone present knew that they were still far from victory.
At the same time, Huron came to another man, wearing a silver-edged red armor, a rusty red cloak buckle on his shoulder, without a helmet and bare head, revealing a dry and thin face, and when he saw Huron, the expression on his face quickly turned into the humblest servant.
He is the person in charge of the Red Pirate Angustom, the war lord Mogaro Kale.
Many people thought he would be punished by Huron, but Huron walked over and gave him a hug like a brother.
"Good job, my brother."
Although Huron's voice was still calm, it was less cold. After he let go of the other party, Mogaro Carle showed a look of shame on his face.
"Sir, I have let you down until now..."
"It's not your own problem."
Huron waved his hand, then crossed Mogaro Carle, walked to the throne, and turned around and sat on.
Mogaro Carle then turned around and said to everyone in the hall:
"The Black Heart King came to Angstrom to command the battle, which is a great honor for all our soldiers! Now, please give me the Lord of the Great Vortex to instruct me."
Everyone immediately silenced and looked at Huron neatly, including those foreign war gangs, who did not dare to be too casual on this occasion, and even Zhu Fu sold Huron's face.
Huron swept his eyes and said in a deep voice:
"I couldn't find the right language to express what kind of hope I have for you, such as seeing that, when I came to Angustom with me, there were not only more than 5,000 reinforcements, but also our close allies, brothers Zhu Fu sent by the Lord of the Black Legion, Abaddon."
As he said that, he stretched out his hand to Zhu Fu, and the giant nodded symbolically to the people around him.
"And Lord Varosen from the Screaming Vortex."
The Chaos Lord, who Huron called Lord Varosen, was covered with heavy armor like bones from head to toe. The thick curved steel plate was made into the shape of a femur, sternum and ribs. He had been polished heavily and finely. His helmet was in the shape of a demon skull with sharp teeth, curled upward from the forehead. When the others of the Red Pirate looked at him, a dark and cold thing was ignited behind the mask of the heavy armor and began to burn.
The war gang led by Varosen is called the Sword of Heavenly Condemnation. It is a mixed war gang with a population of about 300 and its main activity is in the Screaming Whirlpool area.
There are 3 Screaming Vortex War Gangs that came with him to the Great Vortex this time. This is actually quite abnormal to some people within the Red Pirates, because the Chaos Space Marines in the Screaming Vortex do not come out to move often. It is difficult for people not to doubt three of them to come out at once.
In fact, only Huron knew that these three war gangs were controlled by a demon prince, but this mysterious demon prince was not invited by Huron. It was attracted by the fierce battle of the vortex.
Therefore, it is difficult to control, but fortunately, its war gang is willing to obey Huron's command, so Huron doesn't care so much.
“…and the necrotic lord who infects the apostles.”
As the only Nurgre believer present, he was also the object of being deliberately distanced from by everyone. He infected the Lord of the Apostle War Gang, who claimed to be Nurgre's Hand, a kind smile appeared on his face full of scars and sores, then nodded and made a gurgle.
"Your heart is polite."
The Apostle of Infection is a war gang that comes purely from the Death Guard. The Necrotic Lord was originally a pharmacist in the Legion. Later, he led the team away in the civil war of the Plague Star to establish the Apostle of Infection.
Chapter completed!