On the way back to the ship, Soshyan couldn't help but ask.
Kayon just glanced around and then smiled:
"Looking for the easiest way to participate in that arena event. You must know that foreigners cannot participate in that kind of competition. But now is a sensitive moment. Our role and power have been reflected. Now let's take a look.
Who is willing to pay this price?"
"Is this feasible? We are so conspicuous now. Even if a conspiracy group is willing to take us into the arena, they will probably be on guard."
"It's feasible, but we won't enter the arena openly. Soshyan, haven't you realized yet? I'm afraid Veronica's identity has been leaked to the top brass in Comoros. So wouldn't there be some small talk among these consuls?
Are they thinking? Are they going to sit back and watch Victor get Veronica? I don’t think so."
Hearing this, Soshyan was shocked.
"Kayan, do you know anything else?"
"Well... well, the supreme ruler of the ancient Eldar clan is called the Eternal Queen. She is also a dependent of Isa, and the husband of the Eternal Queen is called the Phoenix King, who is the leader of the ancient Eldar empire.
The highest administrative and military officer, so do you understand? Veronica is related to Isa, some people want her to become the eternal queen, and some people want to marry her to become the Phoenix King, the nominal ruler of all the Eldar."
"this--"
This news gave Soshyan a big shock. He vaguely guessed that Veronica's identity was unusual, but he didn't expect it to be so.
Eternal Queen, Phoenix King——
At this time, Talos suddenly put his hand on his shoulder and said with a smile:
"Why don't you just become the Ghost Phoenix King? In this way, you can be considered as conquering the entire spirit race. Then the emperor will definitely be willing to give you a big medal."
"Talos, stop joking, this - this can't be done."
As he spoke, he looked at Kayon and quickly changed the subject.
"You mean there will be people sabotaging the fight?"
"Ha, it's a very simple logic. If you want to prevent Victor from becoming the Phoenix King, there are only two ways to do it. Either take away the Eternal Queen, or... kill her."
"But it is not easy to kidnap or assassinate an Eternal Queen in full view of the public. There must be many guards and bodyguards around her, and the Dark Eldar themselves are experts in assassination -"
Talos on the side suddenly spoke:
"Then the best way is of course to find a group of psychic assassins, because the only insurmountable weakness of the Dark Eldar is psychic power. After all, no matter how strict the anti-psionic measures are, they are only passive defenses, and it is difficult to truly stop a powerful wizard.
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"Yes, now we are the best candidates to assassinate the Eternal Queen."
"Ha, you are a shrewd calculationr. You are the only one who understands these Dark Eldar so well."
Soon, the three of them returned to the Lost Word. After repairing for a while, Kayon said to Soshyan:
"I'm going to the witchcraft shop now. There must be customers waiting there. You two will stay on the boat. I'll take a look at each shop first. Then the three of us will decide which one to choose. During this time
It must be very uneasy, and Silver Fang will not give up. Although the ship is now parked in the territory of the bloody forest, you still have to be careful."
"Kayon, you have no problem being alone, right?"
"Don't worry, there won't be more than ten people who can keep me in Comoros, but they shouldn't be so free now. I will return in a few hours."
"Okay, I'll leave this to you."
Watching Khayon leave the bridge of the Lost Word, Talos suddenly whispered to Soshyan:
"Soshyan, we'd better have a plan of our own."
Soshyan turned to look at his friend in surprise.
"You don't trust Khayon's plan?"
Talos shook his head.
"I just think it would be safer to have a record. His plan is very good, but he himself... Soshyan, have you forgotten the conditions that Khayon put forward when he originally joined?"
Soshyan thought for a moment and suddenly clapped his hands lightly.
"I almost forgot, you mean he..."
"That's it. I'm worried that he might go astray because of his relationship, just like you this time you went to Comoros when your head got hot."
"Well... what you said does make sense. Then let me think about what we should record."
On the other hand, after leaving the port area, Kayon did not take the path he had taken before. Instead, he put on a layer of psychic disguise for himself and entered another more remote path.
While thinking that several conspiracies would contact them, Khayon suddenly realized that something was wrong with this road.
The air was filled with a faint but fresh smell of blood.
In Comoros, the smell of blood is the most common smell, but these fresh smells told him that a murder had just occurred nearby.
Five minutes later, he saw the first trace of blood on the ground.
After another three minutes, he found the first body.
It has been dead for a long time. It is difficult to tell what race it is. It is hung upside down on the wall. Its gray and twisted eyes are full of numb pain. The bloody gums can be seen in the cracked jaw. There are many stars on the ground.
The blood-stained fangs seemed to have been pulled out one by one, and it was not a corpse at the time.
In Khayon's perception, the dead person is no different from the chains that bind it or the surrounding walls.
Without a soul, there is no interest in life.
As he continued forward, more hanging bodies appeared.
For some reason, Kayon's heart twitched, and a beautiful image appeared in his mind——
Nefertari's favorite thing is to hang her prey on the wall, then their wails will float in the dark corridors and stir up echoes on the decks of the battleships.
This was Nefertari's favorite music when she leaned in Khayon's arms.
"Nefertari..."
As if sensing something in his heart, Kayon deviated from his original route and turned into another, darker alley.
There are also many corpses here, some of them are human beings, while others are mutants between humans and subspace creations.
The rotting gray eyes of these corpses stared at Khayon as he walked past them, but the Thousand Sons disappeared into the shadows again without any scruples.
Finally, he saw the first living person, which was a human being, a man, hanging weakly on the wall, panting.
His whole body was soaked with sweat, blood and shame, his expression was twisted as if he was suffering from great pain, and fragments of his clothes were still hanging on his body.
Kayon approached the man, who immediately spat out some meaningless words and stretched out his incomplete hand forward.
"kill......."
But Kayon ignored it and just stared at the man's soul.
At this time, his soul was like a tiny spider thread, a spiritual connection formed by pain.
Then the other end——
As soon as Kayon raised his head, a feather fell lightly.
The color of the feathers is neither black nor brown, more like a charcoal color in between.
Kayon stretched out his hand, caught the feather, and then said the name in an almost trembling tone——
"Nefertari..."
Suddenly, Kayon shouted.
"Nefertari! Where are you!"
At this time, a slight movement appeared in front.
Kayon held the feather tightly and ran over.
The next moment, his blood turned cold.
A figure was lying in the cold alley, with his head tilted to one side, looking as if he had been thrown to the ground to die.
She looks like a woman, with a undulating and smooth figure, slender limbs full of dangerous power, pale, metal-like tough skin, and long black hair covering her body.
"Nefertari!"
Upon hearing this name, the figure's shoulders trembled, he propped up his body with both hands, and raised his head.
The next moment, a pale face with slender pointed ears and a cold and beautiful appearance appeared in the darkness.