Soshyan glanced at Charonte, who was kowtowing, and handed the bottle to Star Calamity.
"There is no need to kneel in the royal court. There are no slaves or slave owners here."
Seeing that Charonte was still knocking, Duran grabbed his shoulders and lifted him up like a garbage bag.
"Don't worry, I don't have to embarrass you. It's just an insurance measure to ensure that what we are saying will not be heard by others. Victor has many methods. Who knows how many spies he has in other conspiracies."
After hearing Soshyan's words, Charonte finally calmed down a little. After swallowing his throat, he raised his hand hoarsely and said:
"Respect the great and eternal Phoenix King, I swear in the name of Asuryan that I am sworn in with the slave Victor! I will never be his spy, otherwise——"
"I know now that you are not. Tell me about yourself first."
Charonte then introduced himself in detail. He was second only to the Archon in the Iron Thorn Lord conspiracy. He ruled a plundering team called the Poisonous Blade with cruel control and ruthless tactics. This
The team is composed of a group of elite killers, infiltrators, spies, saboteurs and weapons masters. They are the most skilled and ambitious warriors in the conspiracy. Their most common activity is to go to the physical universe to carry out plundering activities, and Charon selected
The hunting ground is none other than the Screaming Vortex.
The reason why he chose the Screaming Vortex is also very simple. The residents there are deeply contaminated by the power of chaos and possess a large number of weird mutations. Humans with mutated bodies are actually much more popular in Comoros than normal humans, regardless of
Whether used in Khaine's Arena or elsewhere, torturing these servants of Chaos will give the Dark Eldar a sense of revenge and destruction of the gods.
In addition, the Screaming Vortex was an important settlement in ancient Ada. Although it was lost, it still retains many relics of the past. Many treasures, ancient technologies, and even powerful weapons are hidden in it. The conspiracy of the Lord of Iron Thorns is known as the arsenal.
Starting from the beginning, the desire for lost technology is stronger than that of the average conspiracy group. The most thing Charonte does besides plundering is treasure hunting.
"Charonte, I want to ask you, have you ever heard of a group of Chaos Space Marines called the Phantom Marines?"
Soshyan asked, Charonte was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"I've heard it! I've heard it! Not only have we heard it, we have also fought against them several times. These guys... are all a group of wizards, and they will use a large number of weapons hosted by demons. They are indeed a bit difficult to deal with. How close are they to them?
I didn’t get any advantage in this fight.”
"Where is their lair?"
"this..."
Charonte frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he looked at Soshiyang, shrunk his neck and said cautiously:
"Little people... I didn't go out of their way to find out, but I probably know that they are operating at the seventh border of the outer ring of the Screaming Vortex, and they have many war machines with the power of the enemy. I guess... maybe their home base is in Jibolin
nearby."
Soshiyang raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and then a star map of a screaming whirlpool appeared directly above the side hall.
"Where is Jibberline?"
"Here! This location!"
As Charonte pointed, the star map quickly locked on an area on the edge of the 8 o'clock direction of the screaming vortex. Soshyan looked at the locked area and nodded slightly.
"What's going on with this Jibolin?"
"Your Highness, this is a world occupied by despicable apes... humans. The humans there have become slaves and puppets of the enemy. They are adept at making war machines driven by demons. At the same time, they will appear every once in a while.
An event was held to dedicate the enemy. At that time, the entire planet turned into a huge carnival that lasted for several months. Everything was filled with food, drinks, addictive drugs and weird torture instruments. Human beings tried their best to stimulate the senses.
Submerged in reason, even the doors of houses will be opened, and everything is allowed. Usually at this time we will take the opportunity to plunder the slaves of the enemy who are negligent, but not long ago, our plunder encountered the phantom warriors you called,
Then I met them in other places."
Soshyan held his chin with his hand and thought for a moment, then said slowly:
"Very good. The information you brought is very good. I will remember this meritorious service."
Upon hearing what Soshyan said, Charonte immediately turned his attention to the bottle containing his soul.
"Your Highness, can you—"
"Don't worry, let's talk later."
Soshyan raised his hand.
"Give our hero a glass of wine."
Soon, a maid came out with a gold cup filled with wine on the plate in her hand. Charonte took a look at it, hesitated for half a second, and picked up the cup.
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Then drink it all in one gulp.
"Charonte, tell me, what do you think of the current situation in Comoros?"
"Back to Your Highness, there are almost...no changes. The humble slave Victor still controls the overall situation. All the conspiracies are played by him with various strategies. No one can really challenge or threaten him, but...
.The emergence of the Death Army triggered some kind of change. I heard that Victor sent a large number of killers to try to eliminate the Death Army but failed. Some people regard the Death Army as a new possibility."
"Where is the royal court?"
"Well.."
"It doesn't matter, just say whatever you have to say, I will never punish you for what you say."
"Yes, Your Highness, the Royal Court...many people are very afraid, and very resistant and resistant."
"Approximately how many people are there?"
"Probably...89%."
"Why?"
"Because many people believe that... if the royal court really unifies Ada, then the entertainment, plunder, status and wealth they are used to will be deprived of them, and they cannot accept returning to the poor life of the Ark..."
Soshyan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Even under constant threat from Slaanesh?"
"Your Highness, the threat of a powerful enemy is really insignificant compared to the loss of status and a boring life for many people, especially the consuls."
Soshyan was silent for a moment, then stopped asking this question and said instead:
"Charonte, when you go back, tell Caddis Abrahak that you have one request for him: collect all the information about the Phantom Warriors, determine how many strongholds they have, where their lair is, and how many there are now.
People, and at the same time find ways to attack those worlds that belong to them, whether it is killing or robbing, no mortals related to the Phantom Warriors will be spared!"
After Charonte heard this, he seemed a little embarrassed. After hesitating for a moment, he still said:
"Your Highness, this... the consul may not agree to this."
"Because there's no benefit?"
"Those phantom warriors are indeed difficult to deal with. Attacking them requires a certain price. This cannot be compensated by harvesting slaves. More importantly..."