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Chapter 1877 Midnight VS Dark Night Part 1

Faced with the mockery of the demon prince, Gonzaro gritted his teeth and looked at the dark sky, where there was nothing.
The ambushed warship did not appear.
As if he knew what he was waiting for, the Demon Prince laughed.
"They are playing with the Red Pirates' plundering ships, and they can't come for the time being. Although this place is far from Huron, there are still many mortal pirates under him. Why do you think I don't have any... means?"
Slap sex-
A burst of applause rang out and everyone was stunned, including Vasco Gore, and then it realized that the sound came from every horn in the city.
Then, a strange mockery sounded, and when he was in his almost forgotten native language.
"Vasco Gore, you really didn't disappoint me. As always, you are a fool and a coward. Have you never had a more valuable goal in your life than women and children? When you kneel at the feet of Jando Scolle Walker, licking his shoes may be the only time to show your value in your life. As a shoe shiner, you did a good job."
"who!"
Hearing the name, Vasco Gore was immediately poked into the pain point and began to roar loudly. The sound was shocking, causing all the speakers within a radius of hundreds of meters to explode.
But it was useless, and the other speakers continued to speak.
"Who? Asking this question at the first time is enough to prove your stupidity. Sub-space gives you strength but deprives you of the little IQ left. How stupid you are to do such a transaction."
Finally realizing something, Vasco Gore looked up at the sky. It is said that the city's energy should have been cut off, but now the speaker can still speak, that is to say-
Someone betrayed him.
This traitor has a high probability of bringing the enemy to the ship, and only one person may become a traitor.
"Alvarez! You damn little bastard! I swear, I will take out your internal organs and let you enjoy the pain for a thousand years!"
“Vasco Gore.”
Alvarez came through the speaker with a voice of hatred.
"Thank you for making me the son of the night, but you still owe me two debts. The first one, you skinned my mother in front of me. Although she was just a poor woman picking up scatters in the garbage dump, I miss the taste of the soup she made. The second one, you let the bastard Colliverd kill my mentor Zaccarhorn. Although he was a cold and rough person, he was at least a normal person. He taught me what a real son of the night, and now, the latter debt must be paid first."
Then, the panic sound of the wizard of the War Gang sounded.
"Yes...he asked me to do it...ah!!!"
Heart-wrenching screams rang out in the horn.
Vasco Gore's angry howl also ran through the sky, shocking the surrounding death watchmen involuntarily retreating and covering their ears.
"Alvarez!!!"
"What's your name? It's just a skin and two eyeballs. It's useless for you to ask for these things."
"Owner...."
The wizard's weak voice rang out intermittently in Vasko Gore's mind.
"It's other...War Gang...Eighth Legion......"
Soon, all the sounds disappeared.
The wizard and its soul chain also broke, that is to say—
He is dead.
"The Eighth Legion?"
Huge confusion enveloped the soul of the Demon Prince. Although he had many enemies, it was not logically possible in the Great Vortex.
"Vasco Gore, you have deviated from the teachings of the Primarch. Do you still remember that fear is a weapon, not a purpose, and bleeding is to stop bleeding. Do you still remember what the effect of fear is? Fear is the blade of clearness, and a few people die in pain, so that most people can live peacefully."
"Who are you? My brother with his head and tail, tell me your name and the power of your loyalty, I will make you regret everything you have done today."
"You are such a hopeless stupid pig. I have already said that we are the sons of the night, we are punishment, and we are loyal to our true goals."
"You don't need to teach me, I know what tricks you are playing."
"Take? Do you still remember the ending of those recruits in the 96th Company? For those who violate the precepts and those who defile the gifts of the Legion, the Legion has its own set of punishments. Then now... the punishment has arrived."
"About the Ninety-Sixth Company...who are you!"
When he heard the other party mentioning the 96th Company in the past, Vasco Gore immediately realized that the person who spoke must be a member of the former Legion, but he really couldn't recall who would be in trouble.
At this time, the gunfire in the city became even more dense, and Vasco Gore heard howling and screaming, which were the dying calls of the raptors.
Through the invisible eyes, it saw something huge and walked up the street.
They look very similar to the Domita-type aircraft of the Mechanical Divine Cult, but the shell is dark blue. Once they stand, the Yanya missile launcher on their bodies begins to launch dense missiles.
The missiles kept exploding in the air, dispersing the Raptors, and then dense plasma swept towards their moving positions. They were some Kentka Terminators, holding strange plasma weapons in one hand and apocalyptic power claw in the other.
The Raptors tried to counterattack, but they could not shake the huge fighter soldiers. The fighter soldiers were not only extremely fast, but also had extremely rapid combat reactions. The gravity hammer on their hands would die if they touched them. After several Raptors accidentally fell into the siege, they immediately turned into a pool of metal and flesh mixtures that could not be seen clearly. Whenever they wanted to take off, they would always be attacked by firepower from high places. Although the Raptors could fly, they could not last for a long time and could not reach high altitudes. They could only be forced to fight by enemies on the ground, and casualties suddenly soared.
Looking at the Kentka Terminators, Vasco Gore immediately roared into the void, his voice no longer had the calmness he had before.
"Brother! There are weak imperial people everywhere here, so we don't need to kill each other!"
It doesn't remember how long it hasn't seen these arrogant noble elites of the former Legion, but their cruelty and pride are clearly remaining in its already inhuman consciousness, but what it cannot understand is who can drive so many Kentkas, such people can count with one hand in the Legion.
Logically speaking, those people are still dead, and they are ascending to the devil...
Could it be that person?
Vasco Gore tried to get enlightenment to the dark gods, but the only thing that subspace responded to it was silence.
Just as the Demon Prince was confused, Death Watch was also confused. They also noticed the battle in the city. At first they thought it was reinforcements from the Empire, but now it seems that it is not.
Instead, it was more like a heresy internal strife.
"Company Commander, what should I do now?"
Duntaye came to Gonzaro with his chest, while the others were carrying his teammate's body to a safe place.
The salamander stared at the demon prince until the other party suddenly roared and spread his wings and flew towards the city. He then withdrew his gaze and said hoarsely:
"Go to the communication center, contact the fleet first, and then send a signal to mobilize the planetary defenders in other directions. No matter who they are, the traitors cannot leave this planet."
Then he looked at the corpse of the raptor on the ground, clenched the warhammer in his hand, and gritted his teeth and whispered:
Chapter completed!
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