40k: Midnight Blade

Chapter 154 15. The first battle (5)

"You're funny," Khalil said. "Actually, it was pretty funny the first time I met an honest monster like you."

"I am not being honest, my lord. I just need to be honest with you. Of the nine mantras, there are eight left."

The sound coming from the beating light was so faint that the curtain was rejecting it, that was true. But the owner behind it is pulling a curtain on it, obfuscating its current location.

This gives it a little extra time.

"Pretended honesty has no value." Khalil raised his right hand, the cold wind gathered, and the blade took shape again.

The monster in the light couldn't help but start to guess: Will he drive me back immediately?

With the emergence of this problem, countless possible future directions immediately emerged. It could only see one of them clearly, but it was still extremely excited by this rare glory, and a joy surged from the depths of its soul.

But this joy does not come from the Lord of Changes' brief indulgence of it, but because of another thing.

It almost bursts into tears for the only truth it can see, and everything else fades away. It exists for this moment, for this ultimate joy, the ultimate reward

Its masters prepared it centuries ago, and today it will achieve honors that no other of its kind has ever achieved.

It will use the most honest words to manipulate a god who has not yet been born - and it can see the future, and it knows that it has succeeded.

"Before you drive me away and mark me as a hunter."

The light pulsed and rose slowly, illuminating the dark interior of the fiftieth floor. "There's one thing you need to know, something very important."

"Nine mantras, seven more left."

Khalil sneered.

A complete conspiracy, he could almost hear the maniacal laughter of the thing behind the glory: Whether you listen or not, the choice is always yours, and my messenger will never lie to you.

yes. It definitely doesn't lie.

He narrowed his eyes, stared at the dancing light, and nodded gently without saying a word. The latter spoke directly without any concealed desire, with great ecstasy in his voice.

"Harcossus One is different from both Two and Three, my lord. There is only one city on Harcossian One, and this is certainly not because the Harkossians are stupid, but because of the special nature of One."

"No. 1 is very special, so special that it even has those bulky robots that No. 2 and No. 3 never had."

"You've seen them. You've seen those battle suits and battle rifles. Isn't it very strange that a civilization that can't even travel long distances has these things?"

"But the answer is actually very simple, my lord, because these things do not come from the Harkossians, but from another creature."

"They are located beneath the surface of Harkossus One, where they have survived for centuries. They own more land than the Harkossians, in fact, than most of the people who know absolutely nothing about these things." As far as humans are concerned, they are the real Harkossians.”

"Fire is their symbol and one of the signs that they are favored by our Lord, but they also paid a price for it."

"The veil did not allow them to evolve so much through cheating in just a few centuries, so they lost their ability to reproduce. They could only obtain new companions by infecting other creatures."

"Therefore, cooperation with humans has become a foreseeable thing. Coupled with my push, the Harkossians have transformed from a barbaric tribe that was constantly at war and killing each other into the commercial federation it is today. "

There was a burst of joyful laughter in the glow, it paused for a moment, then spoke again.

"Nine mantras, there are still six left, do you still want to hear them?"

"Is such a long paragraph just one sentence to you?" Khalil nodded. "What a flexible criterion."

"Yes, sir, I have five more sentences. Do you still want to hear them?"

The light danced seductively.

"For example, the truth about this spire, why it has such strict and incompatible security, and how those creatures infect humans. As long as you want to know, I can tell you."

"Is this one of the nine mantras?"

"It doesn't count, but this sentence counts, sir. There are still four sentences left."

Khalil smiled and nodded again: "Okay, then let's do what you said - tell me the truth about this minaret, how about it?"

The light was beating like crazy.

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Felzalost felt like he was being burned.

This feeling came so fast that it hit him hard when he saw the Harcossians lying on the operating table.

And it hasn't dissipated.

In fact, after Feier fully understood what this heavily guarded underground facility was used for, this feeling almost turned into a bone-eroding poison, torturing every cell in his body.

No one could stand the presence of the aliens - none.

What's more, it's this kind of alien.

He turned his head, and the scarlet eyepiece reflected a slender creature. The thing was wearing a brown robe and was shivering in the corner.

Its skin looks disgusting, a smooth light blue. Its head was an oval-shaped collection, with eighteen eyes tightly packed together, blinking in a disgusting way.

It has no lower jaw, instead it has two tentacles that are joined together. Two symmetrical patterns are imprinted on the wide tentacles, which look like burning flames.

Fell took a deep breath, and his breath made the captives tremble in the darkness - this giant in gloomy armor had just done something in front of them that they would never forget.

Feeling their fear, Feier suppressed his cold anger, turned his head and walked out of the depths of the facility.

He has received the message from the original body in the communication channel. After three minutes of walking, he saw Konrad Coates, who was walking in front of the 1st Company.

The latter still wore his helmet. He nodded to Feier and spoke in a low voice: "What is the specific situation?"

The Third Captain approached his primarch and began to explain as he led the way.

"We have now been able to determine what the so-called Fire Initiation Ceremony is. The Fire Chamber of Commerce is essentially just a cover. It is the product of collusion between these aliens and the three leaders of Harkossus."

"They provide these aliens with some people who can be transformed, and the aliens provide them with some technological achievements. When you arrived, I had already tortured four aliens. This is all the information I got."

"You communicate with them using spiritual energy?" Conrad Coze asked, his scarlet cloak rustling in the darkness, and he didn't know where the wind came from.

"Yes, Primarch."

"Well done, but don't do it after this is over."

"Understood, Primarch."

The Eighth Legion walked extremely quietly, barely even breathing. They passed through a hall, two wide downward corridors and a door that had been violently dismantled, and finally reached the deepest part of the facility.

The place was decorated with a religious atmosphere, candles were burning in all directions, and many dense words were carved on the metal that made up the floor and ceiling, which looked as if they were crawling.

The soldiers of the third company rushed the Harkossians in the facility to another room in advance. At this moment, there were only twenty-three aliens left here. The Eighth Legion stared at them without saying a word, and the atmosphere had quietly turned terrifying.

The creatures trembled, spread their tentacles, and grunted slightly, as if begging for mercy. Konrad Coates ignored them and just made a gesture to Feier. The third company commander took a serious step forward, and a deep blue light filled the scarlet eyepiece.

The aliens screamed, this giant had just done this, they almost thought he was going to do it again, but he didn't.

The giant didn't come forward and grabbed a few companions out, and dismantled their bodies bit by bit.

In fact, on the contrary, he stood where he was and didn't move at all.

Then, a voice sounded from the bottom of one of their hearts.

+Tell me, how do you do your so-called fire induction ceremony? How do you transform humans? +

There was no answer, and the alien in question screamed and covered its eyes with its sickening, skinny hands, and they began to blink rapidly.

Konrad Curze made a gesture without saying a word, and Van Cleef immediately pulled out his bolter and killed it. Mucus that didn't look like blood spattered, and damaged brain tissue covered the walls and floor. The alien twitched and fell, its body twisted.

"Continue." The leader of the Eighth Legion ordered expressionlessly.

There was no longer any bitterness in his heart - while still aboard the Emperor's Dream, Fulgrim told him clearly what the aliens had done to humans.

In this galaxy, there is no alien race worthy of human friendly treatment. For humans, they have only two states.

One is death, and the other is waiting for death.

Fel nodded to his primarch and resumed his use of psionic powers, selecting an alien at random and reconnecting with its abominable mind. Doing this made Feier almost feel like vomiting, but he didn't because he had to finish the job.

+Tell me, how do you do your so-called fire induction ceremony? How do you transform humans? Don't try to be silent or otherwise, or the death that just happened will happen to you. +

A scream came from the alien's mouth, and Van Cleef raised his bolter again, but Curze did not give the order because Fell's eyes were still shining with blue light.

The alien knelt on the ground and kept making alternating grunts through its tentacles. The third company commander was silent for a moment, turned his head, and gave his original body the answer.

"It does not answer the question, Primarch." Felzalost paused for a difficult moment. "It just says that the towers of the gods are about to collapse, and through their sacrifices, the god of fire will descend on Harkossus."

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