With these whispers, and the feeling from the body, Huron's body contacts the armor with a permanent wound, and worse, even though the problematic limbs have disappeared and completely replaced by prosthetics, the phantom pain still haunts him.
A small number of people will collapse in endless pain, or will seek more and more desperate deals to relieve it, Huron is well aware that some of Nurgre's devotees will not feel pain, those of Slaanes think it is a kind of ecstasy and use it to push themselves to new heights, the followers of terror draw strength from it in the form of anger, and Tsengchi's followers will be able to change their bodies and thus eliminate the pain completely.
The emergence of these feelings is a temptation or trap, implying that all he has to do is to perform some correct ritual, and it is simply a thought of giving up on himself...
However, Huron is not a puppet of the gods. He will not let his pain and failure drive himself to make a deal that he regrets. So even if Subspace tries to torture him like this, he will still keep it because it is part of him. Even if those memories of the past always linger in his mind like ghosts, he will still accept them and examine them, even if it brings soul pain.
But without them, he might forget who he is.
[Why are you so resistant, Huron? Why do you have to limit yourself?]
The whisper disappeared and turned into a deeper and darker echo, only him to hear.
[Don't you want to win back your victory?]
Huron's eyes remained the same as usual. He waved his hand and said to the correspondent:
"Tell all the captains that this battle is over and we leave Angustom, the Empire will not have the strength to pursue, and we will launch a new attack in a new direction."
As soon as these words were spoken, whispers of anxiety and doubt began to spread in the darkness of the bridge, and the Chaos Lords with different figures whispered to each other.
Huron's pet Hamadria began to whisper at his feet and he had already clearly realized the danger. No one in the past dared to challenge his authority, and he did not believe that they had the courage.
But what about now? What about after they thought he had a huge defeat?
There is no doubt that they lack the reason for loyalty, and even now some of them are planning to gain as much power and influence as possible through tricks, bribery and simple killing. They may not show much in a short time, but the seeds of ambition are destined to take root once they sprout.
Huron told himself deep in his heart that after this battle, he was equivalent to walking in the nest of a poisonous snake and had to do it step by step.
He has been walking on thin ice for hundreds of years in his life and will not fail like this.
【I can help you, otherwise you will fail.】
The voice in his mind became the majestic voice he used to be loyal to the empire, and even the sense of justice he hated.
The same sweet words, the same temptations, and the same threats have been staged countless times after he left the empire.
There are not many options for the power of chaos to corrupt the Space Marine, because the Space Marine wants less, Huron has no carnality, does not like pleasure, and does not have much desire for material wealth. All he needs is the size of the army, a strong stronghold and a huge fleet.
The only thing Huron longs for, the only thing he desires for - is strength.
That was the only bait that could lure him, and that was how the subspace set up hooks time and time again.
[You are becoming weak, your subordinates will slip away from you, they will betray you openly, and I can make you stronger.]
Huron sneered, this was his first response.
[To put it nicely, can you sub-space debris deal with Soshiyan? If so, why are the servants of the gods beaten to pieces by him every time? Don’t think I don’t know. He has the means to fight against sub-space, which is a means you can’t deal with at all]
The sound remained silent and it took a while before it rang.
【This is an exception, that is the game of the gods--】
[Okay, just say it just because you can't do it. Even demons are so mother-in-law. Where do you get the face to talk about strength with me? Fortunately, I never trust you, otherwise I will lose my temper!]
The voice became quiet. Huron was not sure what he had come to him this time. Usually, it was a useless demon trying to take advantage of the situation. Huron was naturally not so stupid. If he really wanted to make a deal, he would be with the top four, not these little fish and shrimp.
Of course, it is also possible that the other party is indeed a bit powerful. Not all the four gods slaves in the subspace are slaves. As far as Huron knows, there are still some unique individuals, but they are not on his cooperation list for the time being.
As for whether you will make enemies, it is hard to say. Generally speaking, once the sub-space creatures cannot bewitch you or destroy you, then you will not be patient and deal with mortals.
Maybe it left a mark on him in a sense, maybe, when his soul is finally dedicated to the subspace, this existence will look for a part of it to carry out a small revenge.
But that's not worth worrying, Huron had long accepted the price he might have to pay in the future.
"Blackhearted King, just like that...retreat?"
A voice turned Huron and shook his head after he found out that it was his champion Kata Garrix.
"There is no point in fighting again. Our goal is not to shed blood in Angustorm. If Soshiyan has a reinforcement, there may be a second one. We cannot fight on the battlefield decided by the enemy. Hongsuo of Badabu is still holding on. We retreat and rest, and we can try to open the situation in other directions. Let Soshiyan be proud."
As he said that, Huron remembered some of the information provided by his intelligence officer and smiled.
"Soshiyan will have trouble afterwards."
"Blackhearted King!"
Suddenly, a servant came hurriedly, holding a data board in his hand.
“Urgent intelligence from Judas.”
Huron frowned and took the data board. As soon as he glanced at it, he shook and held his chest.
"Blackhearted King!?"
He pushed the attendant away with a hand, and Huron, who was so angry that he almost vomited blood, smashed the data board to the ground.
"Battleman! Midnight Lord's bastard!!!"
Just as Huron hurriedly gathered the fleet's stop loss, Soshiyan also issued an order to stop the battle.
The barrier to blessing was severely invaded and destroyed, and now it has basically lost its movement and combat capabilities. The trace of victory is not just a star fort, but also the temporary home of several ship-based battle groups in the Alliance of Suffering. They also store their precious genetic seeds. As the temporary leader of the Alliance, Soshiyan could not take the risk of others' assets, and the Empire's fleet did not form an overwhelming advantage in fighting with the Red Pirates.
Unless Huron himself stands in front of Soshyang now, the outcome will still be an unknown.
He has obtained enough today. He is not a greedy person. Originally, the overall goal of Angstrom's combat was to consume Huron's vitality, drag his main force here, and defend this key forging world. He did not expect to annihilate Huron here in one fell swoop, let alone lose more soldiers' lives for this possibility.
Chapter completed!