Their armors all have a palm pattern pierced by a sharp blade, which represents the identity of their cabal. The Splitters are a small and medium-sized cabal, usually active in the northern part of the Extreme Star Territory. This time Caron is going to
Lead a team to make some money. Conspiracies like theirs basically don’t have much industry. To maintain their livelihood, they have to maintain a high frequency of plundering activities, and a large part of the slaves they plunder will be used to exchange weapons for arms dealers and give blood to them.
The Players Association pays for resurrection and treatment costs.
"But this ship is not big and looks shabby. It probably doesn't have many apes. Let's hurry up. There is a big deal waiting for us."
Amidst the roaring sound, Venom and Reaper motorcycles sped towards the human ship, and a real child who had been looking at the screen suddenly said:
"It's strange. This ship seems to have...opened the hatch on its own initiative?"
"Um?"
Caron squinted his eyes and saw that the container hatches on both sides of the ship had indeed slowly opened, revealing dark caves.
"It's interesting. Is it a provocation?"
As he said that, he stood up. If these apes were hiding in the cabin and shivering in fear, he would still feel a little bit happy, but now with their attitude, he could only feel angry.
"Go meet them."
"Boss, could it be a trap?"
"Trap? We are the only ones setting traps for apes. Will you fall into the ape's trap?"
After speaking, he raised his hand.
"Drive over there! I will cut off their feet myself and send them to the animal pen!"
Suddenly, the real son Dracula began to feel happy about this hunt again. He considered it a responsibility - only a real son born in the Eternal City could better teach these slaves to correct their position?
He could imagine that when he appeared in the cabin, a group of monkeys were running away in front of him, followed by hounds chasing them closely - but keeping a microsecond's distance, like some kind of vicious game
.
Yes, he will need these monkeys in his sight all the time - the fear they exude is intoxicating to him, and the growing despair and silent numbness... are wonderful.
Soon the Marauder gunship and other vehicles flew into the cabin. It was not too spacious and very dark. There was only one main passage in the cargo hold, which was also open but not wide and could only accommodate one Marauder gunship.
Through it, for some reason Caron smelled a hint of danger, but with hundreds of warriors and a dozen real children around him, he would not have any fear...
"Team Hookgut Blade, you go from the main passage, Brasorda, release your hounds, let them explore the path, and find the location of these apes as soon as possible. Let's have a good thing come in pairs today!"
With an order, a sharp whistle sounded, and then those twisted, scaly Gomera entered the passage with a sharp bark. These were excellent hounds he bought from the Beast King with a lot of money, and could hunt down thousands of kilometers away.
prey.
At the same time, another heavily armed team also walked into the passage. They were half-born children, just a little better than slaves. They were born to serve as cannon fodder for the noble real children.
After a while, the incoming team sent a message. There was nothing unusual. The ship seemed empty, as if it was a ghost ship.
The Gomelas seemed to have found nothing and could only bark in frustration.
"Impossible, how could a ghost ship end up in the Webway? Go to the bridge and have a look."
Carron was confused and angry at this time. If it was really a ghost ship, then he was wasting his time and might become a laughing stock for him - being blocked by an ape ghost ship.
Soon, the plunderers lowered their height, entered along the passage, and soon came to the first cabin. It was a gym-like place with equipment everywhere. Some of them were a bit concerning, such as the length of nearly one meter.
Dumbbells with two huge metal balls half a meter in diameter at each end. Caron wasn't sure a monkey could use such a thing...
And it's dark here, too, although darkness means nothing to the helmeted Cabal warriors.
"This place—"
The deputy in charge of controlling the gunboat's weapons was about to start speaking, but a roar interrupted their conversation, and the deputy fell backwards on the deck.
"What's going on?"
More roars sounded, and the scene instantly went out of control. Faint firelight flashed in the darkness from time to time. The conspiracy warriors fell to the ground one after another. There were huge craters in their armor, and blood spurted out.
Caron turned around and wanted to shout a warning to his men, but was drowned out by the roar of weapons.
During this period, he also heard the firing of the poison crystal rifle and the constant screams - when he realized that the screams were not the screams of human monkeys, he felt a chill.
But after all, they were Eldar, so they reacted quickly. After a few people died, all the conspiracy warriors immediately chose to find bunkers and shot at the location with fire. Caron also squinted his eyes, trying to identify the target, but he
Only a vague shape can be seen - it is as blurry as a mirage, but it looks a bit like a...
Green skin?
Green skin!?
"Why the hell are there greenskins here?"
He cursed and drew his machete and pistol.
"Find him! Are you slaves who want to hide from prey?"
Suddenly, a harsh sonic boom exploded above their heads, and Caron quickly jumped behind the marauders, raising his pistol.
There was something in the twisted air, but he couldn't see clearly. He could only hear the scream of the other party passing through the friction air at high speed.
He fired again and again, desperate to hit it - whatever it was.
But the other party didn't come towards him. A blurry shadow passed across several cabal warriors hiding behind the treadmill. In the harsh sonic boom, an invisible blade slashed across their heads, easily tearing apart the armor.
And flesh and blood - the four cabal warriors instantly turned into four headless corpses, trembling and spitting out massive amounts of blood and fell on the treadmill.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Just then, something jumped onto the Marauder gunship, and this time Caron saw it clearly.
A short man with red hair and tattoos all over his body held a flaming battle ax in his hand.
The moment he landed, he split the pilot of the Marauder gunship into two pieces. He lost control of the helmsman and the airship began to tilt.
"Die to the dwarf!"
Caron roared and shot at the opponent's chest, but what was shocking was that the poison crystal hit the opponent's muscles and all of them shattered.
At this time, fear enveloped Caron's heart, and he could only keep shooting.
"No...impossible! What kind of monster is this!"
When the angry dwarf rushed towards him, although Caron was a little panicked, he still moved with fatal grace, and the jagged blade carved gouge marks on the opponent's body——
When the hot battle ax struck, he elegantly avoided his opponent's counterattack and chopped off his opponent's head again.