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Chapter 783 The Secret of the Weeper

"Hey, this is an old story from our lineage, so I don't want to bother you."

The Chapter Leader of the Blood Angels sighed softly. Apparently Soshiyan guessed it right.

"What's the trouble?"

Dante thought for a moment, then whispered:

"Bloodthirst and black rage have always been the curses that have plagued the Sons of Sanguinius, and we have been working hard to find a way to cure them. Did you find anything unusual while getting along with the Weeper?"

Soshyan thought for a moment and didn't think there was anything unusual.

But then he immediately realized that the absence of anomalies was the greatest anomaly - the Son of Sanguinius could not be completely without anomalies.

"You mean...them?"

Dante nodded.

"As early as three thousand years ago, we heard rumors that the Weeper did not have the Lost Ones or the Death Company. Later, after verification, we found that they were indeed the case. The Weeper seemed to have some way to get rid of these two curses.

For this reason, successive chapter masters have tried to contact them, but

All of them are fruitless. Even if they are contacted, they often pass by due to various reasons...either the envoys are lost in the subspace, or they are transferred away for other reasons. The latest time we learned that they were in

stationed in the Maelstrom Sector, so a mission was immediately dispatched, but it didn’t take long

The Huron Rebellion broke out."

"I see, that's easy to handle. It happens to be the time when the Lamenters are on duty at the Fortress of Tribulation. You can go find them at any time."

"That's really helpful."

A smile appeared on Dante's face.

"Oh, by the way, there's something else."

Soshyan suddenly slapped his head.

"There is something important that I forgot to give to you. It is in the hands of my company commander. It was originally going to be at the banquet——"

"It doesn't matter, it just so happens that it's time for us to finish."

Dante waved his hand towards the door, and the door opened immediately.

"Let's go there now."

When the two left the private library, the door was closed again, and then the bookcase on one side suddenly moved, and a secret door slowly opened.

Gradually, a gloomy figure emerged from the darkness of the secret door.

This is a giant with shining silver hair, wearing a set of armor with elaborate lacquer paintings, like a body with stripped skin, the dark red muscle fibers and the vivid moist polished paint are frightening.

It is Mephisto, the Lord of Death who was reborn from Nirvana.

He glanced at the chess game on the table, then waved his hand. The chess board immediately floated and folded in the air. It made a clicking sound like a clockwork while folding smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a chessboard about the size of a fist.

The metal ball then fell onto the shelf of the bookcase.

"Soshyan Alexey, do you really... don't know what the power is in your body?"

Talking to himself for a while, Mephisto then turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared out of thin air.

By this time, Soshyan and Dante had returned to the banquet. When Soshyan announced that he was going to hand over an important item to the Blood Angels Chapter, everyone was watching him.

He walked up to Mark and opened the box he was holding.

The moment he opened the box, a golden light flashed across Soshiyang's face.

It was a broken ornate golden sword.

"Oram!"

Seeing the broken sword, all the Blood Angels couldn't help but exclaimed, even Dante looked surprised.

This is a finely crafted power sword, a relic that once belonged to the Blood Angels Chapter.

It was forged in the early days of the Emperor's Great Crusade and was forged by the first heroes of the Blood Angels Legion. However, during the Great Heresy, the warrior saint who used it was killed in the Battle of Terra, and the weapon fell.

In the hands of Talos, the Night Lord.

In order to regain this holy relic, the Blood Angels have continuously sent warriors to search for traces of Talos for ten thousand years. This has even become part of the trials for Blood Angel recruits.

This also resulted in Talos and his company being frequently attacked by Blood Angels who wanted to take back the holy relics. In the process, both sides continued to bleed, and thus formed an irresolvable mortal feud.

The reason Soshyan asked for this sword from Talos was because he hoped that the Son of Midnight could truly cut through the past and cut off the chains of hatred on his body.

Talos himself didn't have any objections. Although he killed many Blood Angels for this sword, it was not that he liked the sword that much. In fact, he also killed many Night Lords who wanted this sword.

Colleagues, all he did was just the midnight child's instinct to protect his own interests and property.

To put it simply: I don’t need it, but you can’t steal it.

So when Soshyan opened his mouth, he gave Soshyan the valueless golden sword Oram without any hesitation.

"More than ten years ago, we accidentally discovered a battle on the planet Nessen 5. The two sides of the battle were the Eldar and a war gang of the traitor Midnight Sons. The winner was the Eldar, and all the traitors were killed.

Yes, we picked up this weapon on the battlefield and asked the Weeper's brother

My younger brother learned that this is a sacred object of your regiment, so I returned it."

After listening to Soshiyang's loud narration, the senior Blood Angels immediately started talking about it.

Dante stepped forward, took the box from Sosh's hand, glanced at the broken golden sword, and nodded.

"It is indeed Oram. I never expected...that its return would be in this form."

High-level Holy Blood Priest Albinu also took a step forward and asked nervously:

"Captain Soshyan, are you sure that all the traitors are dead?"

"Afterwards, we carefully checked the planet and found no survivors. There was only one destroyed starship in orbit. I believe everyone should be dead."

"That's good, that's good..."

"Does this sword have any story with the Night Lords?"

Soshiyang asked knowingly:

Albinu glanced at Dante, and after the other party nodded, he answered Soshyan.

"Captain Soshyan, you don't know something. This holy relic has existed since the Great Crusade. It is the legacy of the legion's forefathers. It was later stolen by the shameless Night Lords. They call themselves the Broken Eagle, and their leader is a man named Tower.

The traitors of Loth Valcoran are the most shameless, cunning and cruel people.

The scum of Shinobi, we have been chasing them for thousands of years, and many soldiers have been sacrificed for this. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a blood feud!"

"I see."

Suoshiyang nodded in realization.

"It's a pity that those traitors were disemboweled by the Spirit Race, and their bodies have been disposed of, otherwise they would have been sent here too."

"It is enough to be able to recover the holy objects."

Dante turned around and handed the box to another attendant, then picked up the wine glass from the table again.

"Brothers, we accept this favor and wish Chapter Leader Soshiyang a drink together!"

"Easy to do."

Soshyan also raised his glass with a smile.

Just as the host and guest were enjoying themselves, Talos, who was in Armageddon, suddenly felt a chill and couldn't help but sneeze.

"Haha! Hey, that's weird. Is anyone scolding me?"

Rubbing his nose, the Son of Midnight, who was sitting in the Thunderhawk cabin, looked out the window. On the desolate land, a dark prison like a fortress was gradually approaching——


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