"Blood Wolf, I heard of it, but I didn't expect to join you..."
Of course, Wiengar had heard of the name of Blood Wolf, but it was rumored that this guy should have died. Faced with his curious gaze, Swan Wolfbard burst into his throat and showed his fangs to Wiengar.
Then Garmozejie pointed to the midnight lord with a gloomy face, who was about to hang a thin sword, and had black hair and black eyes.
"This is Amon, the Thorn Prince."
The other party nodded, and there was no more performance.
Next is a terror warrior with a chainsaw sword and a tomahawk hanging on his waist, but he has extremely rare traits of other terror warriors-
Quiet.
He was extremely quiet and even breathed softly.
"This is Refleon, also known as the Ebony Slaughter."
"The ebony slaughter, it turned out to be this one."
Wiengar nodded. He had never heard of Revleon's name, but he knew that this was a legendary Chaos mercenary and often served the major Chaos lords. However, the conditions he proposed were strange. Once the employer could not meet it, he turned around and left without saying a word, and no one could stop him.
Some people say that he is looking for a holy object of terror, while others say that he is serving a powerful demon and searching for all kinds of hidden secrets for his master.
In short, there are many statements about this mercenary, but not many are accurate. The only thing people can be sure of is that this person comes from a loyal warfare group of an empire, the Ebony Knights, seems to be transformed into a terrorist believer in a battle with a certain terrorist war gang.
The last one, and the one who shocked Viengar the most.
The other party was very tall, wearing blood-red armor, the armor shell was carved into scales, and the coiled Chaos Dragon was depicted on his shoulders, while the horned helmet was wrapped in his arms by his thick arms.
What matters is that the other person's face is as dark as ink, his eyes are like two balls of burning evil fire, and the symbol of chaos is applied to his cheeks with blood.
Among Space Marines, there is this skin color and this body shape, and there is only one legion's bloodline-
Salamander!
Garmozejie saw the shock on Viengar's face and smiled and introduced:
"This is my latest partner, Lord Nehillan from Salamander, and the war gang he leads is called Dragon Warrior."
Although Nehillan is a former think tank for Salamander, the Dragon Warrior is not from Salamander's Break Warrior. The earliest organizer of the gang was the former priest Vitan Ushrak from the Black Dragon Warrior. Nehillan joined the Dragon Warrior after studying taboo witchcraft. In the subsequent battle with Salamander, Vitan Ushrak was killed. Nehillan became the leader of the remaining warrior. However, there has been no improvement over the years. He has always been a small gang with only one ship and less than one hundred people, so he was easily attracted by Garmozeger.
Wiengar stared at the traitor from the Salamander. He could see the hatred in the other party's eyes. Wiengar himself was the embodiment of cruelty, but this man did not have a trace of fear in front of him. Such an open challenge not only meant disrespect, but also implied a terrible ability and ambition.
"Welcome, the noble son of San Gilles."
Nehillan's words were echoed in some strange way, but the mockery was clearly and definite.
“It’s great to see a…tough son of Vulgan.”
A sneer of counterattack came from Wiengar's throat.
The salamander traitor stared at the plate as big as a saucer, suddenly grinned at the other party, his mouth full of black teeth, and a rumbling sound in his throat.
“Each, each other.”
"Brother Wiengar, I'm straight to the point. I didn't follow anyone's order to come to the Great Vortex this time."
Garmozejie interrupted the conversation between the two of them, which was gradually escalating.
"The war is full of opportunities. Now I have more than a thousand soldiers under my command, but this is far from enough. The empire's attack on Huron is an opportunity. In fact, I have been paying attention to the situation of the war these days. Obviously, Huron's situation is not good."
After thinking for a moment, Vinegar made a cautious answer:
"The Black Heart King did suffer some losses, but his strength is far from being the limit. Anyone who tries to challenge his authority will face cruel punishment. Moreover, Hongsuo insists in Badab, and the situation of the battle is far from being truly clear. Some people say that the Fourth Legion may be a variable, and Huron may contact the fallen Primrose."
Garmozej grinned when he heard Viengar mention the Fourth Legion and their Primarch.
"It's just a fool, the Fourth Legion's Primarch will not take action, and even the Fourth Legion will not take action. This is not their war. Hongsuo may be able to hold on for a while, but in the end he will find that he has to leave. The situation has actually become quite clear after losing Angustorm. When the empire resolves Badab and uses a large amount of troops to advance from several directions, Huron will have to give up all his territory and escape into the depths of the Great Vortex, just like when he failed for the first time."
After a moment of silence, Vinegar hissed:
"You underestimated Huron's trump card."
"Ha, is it that Black Stone Fortress? I've also been in the Eye of Fear several times. That thing is indeed very powerful, but will Huron use it?"
Wiengar was silent.
Garmozejie walked forward, came to the other party, put his right hand on his shoulder.
"Brother, I invite you to do a real big career with me! Instead of a pirate-like fucking."
"Big career?"
Garmozejie raised his finger and emphasized his next narrative.
"Since Abaddon can build a legion, why can't anyone build a second one? Although the Black Legion is powerful, it also has its own weaknesses. It is a legion based on the embers of the great rebellion in the past. It is still inevitably marked by the long war. Many people in it are still dreaming of the former soldiers coming to Terra but have already been destroyed... Brother, why don't you choose the Black Legion but come to the Red Pirates?"
"Because it is full of arrogance and old-fashioned things."
"Yes, this is the biggest shortcoming of the Black Legion. Extreme xenophobia, although it is hidden, but it is real. It is difficult for people who are not from the rebel legion to gain a foothold. Zhu Fu is a rare example. The so-called veterans of the long warriors still stick to the boundaries of blood and are full of prejudice and indescribable superiority for those warriors who have left the pseudo-emperor. Abaddon never intends to change this."
“So…”
Chapter completed!