"Pointy Ears...Kill...all of you! King Heart Corrosion will definitely...kill all of your mouths and teeth!"
One of the phantom warriors was in intense pain, trembling and cursing. Charonte walked over, raised his leg and kicked him in the face.
"You bitch, who are you so bold as to dare to talk to His Majesty the Supreme Phoenix King like this? I must use flesh-boring insects to loosen your bones!"
"alright."
Soshyan stood up slowly, walked down the steps step by step, and came to the phantom warriors. At this time, they were also a little dumbfounded, looking at the towering "Ada" at a loss.
They were all thinking about a question: why did Ada grow into such a physique?
"Phantom Warrior, Heart-Corrupting King..."
Soshyan looked at the remnant of the Second Legion whose face was covered in blood after being kicked by Charonte's spiked boots, and asked in low Gothic:
"...Who is the Heart-Eating King you are talking about?"
The man hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and said in a very proud voice:
"It's the great Geshe Lalampa! The unique deity in the Supreme Heaven!"
"Garmo Zejie, right."
"How dare you call Geshe Laram..."
"Oh, the stinky rat hiding in the screaming whirlpool dares to call himself a loner, and even uses the name of the original body. This guy has really lived a new life. How many people are there in your so-called legion now?"
That guy was pretty tough and shut his mouth directly, refusing to answer Soshyan's questions.
"Ah, a tough guy, I like tough guys best."
Soshyan turned around.
"Charonte, is there any way to make these tough guys talk?"
"Your Highness, there are so many ways, hehe, there are no tough guys in Comoros."
Then Charonte waved his hand, and several conspiracy warriors came over, and then stuck a black crystal-shaped needle, about the thickness of an adult's index finger, into the backs of the captured phantom warriors.
The next second, several people's eyes almost bulged out of their sockets. At first they were just shaking, and then the expressions on their faces began to become distorted and painful. Tears, snot and saliva poured out uncontrollably, and then they began to gasp and moan.
Roar, then roar in pain.
Charonte laughed happily and introduced.
"The Haemonculi have already clearly studied the physiological structure of the Astartes. Their resistance to pain is much stronger than that of ordinary creatures, and some of their senses are also blunted. For this reason, the Haemonculus Association has researched many good things.
Things, such as this spinal burr, will not cause pain, but will produce an uncontrollable itching in their bodies, a feeling that makes them want to peel off their own skin and scratch it hard. This is far more effective than pain.
many."
Soshiyang didn't say anything. He still just looked down at the five people kneeling on the ground and screaming. Their voices were loud enough to break people's eardrums.
"Whoever speaks first, I will let him get relief first."
No one responded at first.
Ten seconds later, a weak voice sounded...
"I...I said..."
Soshyan turned his head and saw the man on the far right with brown skin and a skull-faced jackal tattooed on his face. He raised his chin slightly, and the conspiracy warrior standing behind the man immediately pulled out the burrs on his spine.
Not even a drop of blood came out of the wound.
"Say it."
"There are about...five thousand people now."
"Are the five thousand people all new recruits?"
"No... not all of them. Some of them joined the war gang, and there are also people who were originally blood snake demons..."
"How many worlds do you control in the Screaming Whirlpool area now?"
"There are...about...seventy or eighty..."
"Where's the battleship?"
"This...probably..."
Seeing this man hesitating, Soshyan immediately guessed that his position was not high and he did not have access to this level of information.
"I...I know..."
At this point, the one on the far left also spoke, and Soshyan then signaled the conspiracy warriors to pull out the instruments of torture.
After breathing for a moment, the man said tremblingly:
"There should be... 118 ships at the moment."
"How many battleships are there?"
"19 ships..."
"What is a flagship?"
"A...Betrayer-class battleship named Xixiong."
"Where do all your warships come from?"
"Trading... and salvage... The Screaming Whirlpool is a node of the Supreme Sky Passage. There are many shipwreck cemeteries inside it. Although it is dangerous... many ancient and still complete ships can be found..."
Soshyan did not ask any more questions, but walked behind them and looked at the weird tattoos. The dark-skinned ghost was covered in evil symbols, and there were a large number of human bones. He wore a skull necklace around his neck, with four heads.
It has an evil look with glaring eyes and toothy teeth, but it shows some differences in details. It wears the characteristics of a vicious dog, a crow, a poisonous snake and a fly, and its eight arms hold various strange things, such as drops of blood.
battle axes, skull bowls filled with bubbling liquid, glowing crystals, and even a enchanting naked succubus.
"What's this."
But no one answered.
"What's the tattoo on your back? Or...who is it?"
Even if Soshyan asked again, there was still no answer. At this time, he lost patience and waved his hand.
"Sir Doral, take them to interrogation with psychic powers and dig out all the secrets in their heads."
"yes."
Then, a group of Golden Feather Guards came over, controlled them with a special shackles, and then pulled out the torture instruments on their bodies and escorted them out of the hall. Soshiyang rushed back to the throne.
"Charonte, you did a good job. How do you feel about the strength of this enemy?"
"Going back to Your Highness, it's still... quite tricky. The conspiracy initially attacked several of their worlds and captured many slaves. After that, these Chaos lackeys became alert. Every time we move, we will be ambushed or intercepted by them.
After losing a lot of manpower, the consul finally decided to capture a few important tongues and send them to the royal court. After planning for a long time, the conspiracy found an opportunity to attack a remote territory of theirs, where there happened to be a group of these chaotic lackeys.
Their evil rituals, or cultivation, but even if we have an absolute military advantage, their psychic powers still cause a lot of trouble and lose a lot of manpower. Now the conspiracy can only harass them by means of scattered raids.
A massive offensive..."
"It seems that this group of people is going to become something big. They can actually resist a big conspiracy group on their own. Tell me what their territory is like."
"yes..."
Charonte then recounted what he had seen and heard during this period, and Soshyan became more and more shocked as he listened.
According to him, the Phantom Warriors have established a well-organized dynasty in the Screaming Vortex, which is called the Gug Dynasty by the surrounding forces. The capital is not Jibolin as previously speculated. In fact, it is ruled by followers of Slaanesh.
The world was but a vassal of the dynasty, its true heart being in Sinderans, a world once ruled by the power of Nurgle.