Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 392 The Black Hearted King

In the void far away from Engili, in those boundless terrifying spaces, the Ghost of Destruction is wandering, along with many of its traitorous relatives, waiting beside the huge Ark of Omen to show its fangs to mortals, and its owner, Luft Huron signed a terrible agreement with those powers of destruction some time ago, promising to serve them forever in exchange for the blessing and protection of Chaos.

At this moment, their power is at its highest, but the legendary Black Heart King is unhappy, because his planned goal of taking back the area they once swore to protect in the empire with Enjili as the starting point is frequently blocked, making him restless and angry until he twists A disgusting pet, a subspace mutated monster that resembles a parrot, Hamadria yelled at the top of his lungs with a voice that seemed both human and inhuman.

"For the Star Claws!"

He suddenly lovingly stroked the head of this unintelligent thing with his armored fingers, combed its feathers, and said. "Hamadria, our war group no longer exists. You remembered wrongly. Our current name is, Red Pirates!"

The disgusting parrot immediately shouted repeatedly. "Red pirates! Red pirates! For the red pirates!" The voice was sharp and unpleasant, making people grin. However, the traitorous Astartes on the bridge laughed loudly, as if they were comedians talking about good things. joke.

The Black Heart King's adjutant came over. He was wearing heavy Centurion armor. The heavy armor that once represented honor was now painted an ugly dark red. The Imperial Sky Eagle was also replaced by the eight-pointed star of chaos. His hoarse voice changed from Rasterizer which issued, he said loyally. "My lord, the advance troops invading Engili encountered the influence of unknown aliens. The operation was suspended and suffered heavy losses."

"At the same time, from the Empire, a large company of the Space Wolves came to this sector and attacked our landing force at an extremely fast speed. Because the arrival was sudden and the attack was from top to bottom, Gared had to give up the temporary war. Fortress, turn to join the frontline troops."

This adjutant got the correct star language. Although the distance was less than light years, there was still a lot of delay. The Black Heart King was not angry, he just asked. "Alien? Eldar or greenskin?"

His lieutenant replied uncertainly. "It's a strange worm-like alien that can manipulate corpses and has certain psychic powers."

Huron looked at the endless darkness outside the window. He did not expect that things would change. He sent a battle barge, an Ark of Omen, and many pirate warships attached to them, but only an ancient barge was left. , and now his Gared brothers will also be exposed to danger?
he asked nervously. "How long will it take to pull the destroyed Ark of Omen out of the war zone through gravity?"

the adjutant replied. "About two standard Terran years..."

"Too slow!" Huron scolded. "We must give up Ark of Omen as a means of attacking the main force. The war is changing rapidly, and the old methods can no longer be used. Engili Spaceport has shown a planetary fortress-level defense that is not inferior to Ark of Omen, so we cannot rely on Ark of Omen." Something this huge and inflexible is the key to war."

The adjutant asked subconsciously, realizing the emotion behind his harsh words. "what do you mean?"

"The Red Pirates cannot live without Gared. He has mastered the last genes of the Star Claws. If we want to continue to thrive, we must let him survive. Now that he is fleeing from the Space Wolves' attack, it is our genes that are in the Empire." To escape from the power of the enemy and the revenge of the Corpse Emperor, we need to form a fleet to tear apart those people with gang fighting."

This is different from his attitude of turning a blind eye to the huge damage caused by the Imperial Guard to his fleet, because in essence, he regards those mortal fleets or alien fleets as pure allies. He can accept those things as equals to him, but he will not be too Don't care about them.

When he asked those people to join his battle with his great achievements and huge legion strength, they did not hesitate, and he would not interfere with their battle deployment. The deaths of those fleets could only be attributed to themselves. Secondly, in the days without war, Those pirates would also compete with the red pirates for prey, or have their own agendas. For the Black-Hearted King, the death of those mortals and alien fleets was only a reduction in his burden.

But Gared is different from the troops under his command. Those Astartes are their core strength. Although they are not as elite as the Centurion veterans and Terminator warriors who stay on his flagship Vengeful Ghost, they are still unique warriors. .

This was a very fatal situation for the Red Pirates, and Huron could not sit idly by. He took command of the entire fleet, and many famous battleships began to take action, such as the Aquiline Overlord Class Battlecruiser. Cruiser).

Or the veteran Executor-class cruiser like Midnight Solitude, or even the most terrifying one, the Might of Huron Slaughter-class cruiser that has killed countless aliens.

There is also the Vicious Divine Power. This ancient (Venomous Birthright) Strike Cruiser originally belonged to the Night Lords and was called the Echo of Damnation at the time. It can be said that it has gathered [-]% of the combat power of the Red Pirates. Such a plan It also attracts the attention of some people.

Garon Surratt, the wizard lord, belongs to Huron, and his equal psionic master walked into the bridge. Even the arrogant Astartes had to salute him. This powerful wizard was in the red The pirate encountered a mortal traitor after falling into the subspace, but his old body had lasted for thousands of years.

He is powerful, old, and has experienced countless things. From being chased and captured by the empire, to running around, he is now as powerful as an army. He even helps the red pirates who are desperate in the subspace to point out the future and let them listen to the greatness. Under the guidance of the Lord of Change, it can be said that he is the eyes and ears of the red pirate today.

This powerful psychic wizard dragged his body that was almost collapsing. His body was always filled with psychic energy fluctuations. The feeling made people feel as if they were drunk, and just by being around him, they could feel their metabolism speeding up. It's hard to imagine what would happen if those magical powers were released on ordinary people's bodies.

He was dragging a long purple robe and wore a necklace composed of unknown complex runes on his chest. A copper staff that was taller than him served as a crutch for him to limp forward, but this dying old man spoke. At that time, the voice was extremely young, making people feel weird and distorted. "Huron, why did you suddenly dispatch the battleship group?"

Luft Huron once signed a terrible agreement with those powers of destruction, promising to serve them forever, and he was a witness to this agreement, so he had considerable rights and could intervene in this matter. To use an inaccurate metaphor, from a certain point of view, the current huge Astartes fleet is owned by the four gods, so he is the shareholder spokesperson of the gods. Although Huron can't stand this old guy, he can only Can answer. "Gared is trapped. Varel the Skinner cannot inherit his responsibilities. The young pharmacist is not good enough, and he has second thoughts..."

"And Gared is now haunted by resurrected alien zombies, the corpses of his own brothers, and is attacked by Space Wolves, unable to escape within Enjili."

The old wizard Garon Sulet laughed loudly. "The Lord of the Corpses is trapped by a corpse. This is the most interesting experience I have had in this time, Huron!" His words were a bit sarcastic, as if to say that he was not doing his job well, and at the same time, the Lord of the Corpses was indeed Garay. De's nickname because of his cruel and terrifying style and his interest in manipulating corpses.

Huron said. "It's none of your business, wizard. Although I thank you for rescuing the red pirates from the disordered world of subspace, surrendering to those gods is not my wish. If I didn't have no choice, I would strangle you directly. !" He has the confidence to do what he says. Even before the Badab War began, he was one of the few talented warriors among the Astartes. He relied on his own ability to quickly become the Chapter Leader within a few hundred years. .

At the same time, he is now one of the common spokespersons of the four gods. Although they are not willing to provide him with power, those magic powers still allow him to ignore most of the weak spiritual powers and strengthen the body to a certain extent.

Garon Sulet waved his hand. It was not that he was afraid, but he just needed to continue to maintain the dispensable relationship with this king. At the same time, he said with great interest. "I know the information about those aliens, how about it? Do you want to use those stories in exchange for the opportunity for me to apologize for my rudeness?"

Huron stroked his pet's neck, and the feathers brushed through his fingers. His thoughts were also thinking in the ever-changing world, and he was wary of all the machinations of this old man, but he still realized that the Lord of Changes was hiding something from him. , never told him, so he asked. "Where did those beasts come from?"

The old wizard nodded and slowly told Rang Dan about his racial experience. The king of the red pirates also absorbed the information very quickly, but when he heard about Rang Dan's situation, his complexion turned bad again.

The value of Gared is the wisdom in his head. If his thoughts are captured by the alien Jean Dan, then the Red Corsairs will be in serious threat in the next sun and moon. This priority is even higher than that of the Imperial Guard. So far, he has I have the urge to sign an armistice agreement with the annoying and admirable mortal Alain Bair.

They didn't have time to face the enemy and the ancient alien race at the same time, but Garon Sulet seemed to see through his thoughts and used his prophecy to break Huron's thoughts about a ceasefire with Alan Bair.

He spoke. "The Lord of Skadi will not agree to a ceasefire. He can guess your uneasiness and see your instability. A straightforward person like him will only add insult to injury. He even took the initiative to capture Gared and force him to kill the Red Pirate. If your genetic defects are made public, rather than the illusory short-term harmony, you should kill all the stupid people in the empire who believe in the Corpse Emperor." His words were like the Lord of Changes he believed in, erratic, true and false. Difficult to distinguish.

There must be truth in it. For example, Alan Bayer guessed Huron's worries, and may even benefit from it, and even take the initiative to destroy the Red Pirates. However, they also ignored that Alan Bayer's moral level is higher than that of normal imperial people. Higher, and at the same time, he also knew that the existence of the red pirates was only inevitable in this dark universe. Without the red pirates, there would still be blue pirates and purple pirates, and one would only be worse than the other.

Therefore, it is difficult to tell whether his words are true or false, but Huron also does not want to be at peace with the man who killed the runesmith Vartex and the traitor Vengar. His arrogance and anger are hidden in his heart.

At the same time, Garon Sulet was like the poisonous snake that tempted Adam and Eve to eat the apple. He gave another answer, another crazy and twisted answer.

"Work with Rang Dan!" His old cheeks turned into wrinkled flowers, looking like a terrifying monster.

"What are you talking about?!" Huron was furious, and he clamped the old man's neck with huge power pliers. His fragile old body creaked, as if it was about to fall apart in the next second, but the old man turned into mist after a moment, He appeared next to Huron again, chattering endlessly.

"Rangdan is not without wisdom. On the contrary, they have a bitter hatred against the empire. If you can persuade them to attack the empire together, then this sector can be taken down in an instant. Look, immortality will never be destroyed. With their collective will, terrifying psychic powers, mimicry, and impressive individual combat effectiveness, if each of the Red Pirate warriors is allowed to host one, you will have the most powerful legion in the entire galaxy."

His voice was like a snake's letter, and Huron suddenly grabbed the air in front of him, holding something with his huge power pliers arm. The cover-up was instantly broken, and the old man was grabbed like a chicken.

"I won't use my brother as a bargaining chip, and I don't need the empire to be destroyed. What I need is a new empire that can accommodate more humans and protect more people, not this rotten disgusting place! You This sad old thing, if your gods dare to use those curses like random thoughts to interfere with my thoughts again, next time you will have to lie down and find your lower body and let the doctor sew it up for you!" His huge pliers It made a sizzling sound and even triggered the wizard's psychic shield.

Garon Sulet, who had been arrogant just now, begged for mercy again and again, and his magnetic and young voice turned into a hoarse, old and ugly wail. Huron angrily threw him on the deck, and his body collided with the fine gold. , making a teeth-searing sound, he had a broken bone, there was no doubt about it.

And this charismatic king said, "I can dedicate my soul to the gods for the great feat of rebuilding the empire, but don't even think about cooperating with aliens! Garon Sulet, and the one behind you God, I, Luft Huron, want you to remember! This alien race of Jean Dan must be destroyed!"

　Lord Huron, we love you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)