The Emperor’s Angel of Death

【The Emperor's Angel of Death】【】

In the depths of the maelstrom, on a crimson planet, stands a huge and deformed city, and the grand arena in the center of the city is full of people, because its shape is like a skull from which the skull has been dug out. Famous Pirates Arena - A common mantra among Maelstrom pirates is to use the opponent's skull as a bowl.

But today this arena welcomed a distinguished guest, the ruler of the Red Pirates, the true master of the Maelstrom, the King of Black Hearts, Huron.

Generally, the champions of the Red Pirates are picked from the Feast of the Skull, but there is another way beyond that, and that is the death challenge.

This challenge is mainly aimed at those Chaos Space Marines or renegade Space Marines who have just arrived and want to gain high positions and belong to their own forces, and the challenge items are formulated by Huron himself.

The challengers this time are two dark angels of unknown origin. Although their armors have almost no marks, Huron guessed that the two of them were members of the former dark angels, but whether they were from the earliest group of rebellious fallen angels It's not easy to say, because the fallen angels seem to still retain the ability to create new recruits.

As for the loyalty of these mysterious former members of the Dark Angels, to be honest, Huron doesn't care too much. He has taken in more mysterious guys than them. In fact, talking about loyalty with strangers in the Maelstrom is a very luxurious thing. , everyone is nothing more than an exchange of interests, I give you benefits, and you do me a few favors, that's the relationship.

Even if these challengers walked away after getting rich rewards from Huron, Huron would not say anything. It would not be too bad to make friends. After all, even the worst Chaos Space Marines are in the face of favor. When you are in debt, you will also consider one or two.

There are also some people who think Huron is so stupid and is often prostituted for free, but Huron is very aware of his abilities and understands where his limits are, which is why he does not have the strong desire for control as Abaddon. Not wanting to hold everything in his hands, like a dangerous game with the four gods, balance is all he needs, although it's akin to dancing on an egg.

His philosophy of life is simple, existence is everything, and everything is for existence.

This is why, Huron fled the Empire with a half-dead body and an equally dilapidated chapter, but decades later he was able to create a power that could shatter a sector with his own hands.

Abaddon's military might be stronger than his, but it took Huron less than a century to build his power, and it took Abaddon 10,000 years to get to its current size.

The Legions of the past were arrogant with their history and mocked the Red Pirates as latecomers to their so-called Ten Thousand Years War, but where was their Primarch? Whose legacy are they clinging to?

"let's start."

Huron's shattered body sat on a huge throne in a position out of sight of him, and the bodyguards in Terminator armor with horns and fangs cordoned off around him.

After the exhortation, Huron's hand gently brushed the scaled head of the pet beside the throne, and the Naya space monster also made a comfortable purr.

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Although he is the ruler of the Maelstrom, Huron can wholeheartedly trust not only his own pets, but also these former star-claw warrior brothers around him.

Even though many Terminators have a mixture of flesh and metal affected by the profane Warp energies on their limbs, Huron demands efficiency and obedience, he will not let his followers get lost, so he always Try to keep these Terminator bodyguards away from too depraved sorcery.

Many people have thought about using Chaos as their tool, and most of them end up paying the consequences because of their own arrogance. Huron still maintains his balance on the edge of the blade, not leaning towards any of the destroying powers, but still from them benefit from gifts.

He is well aware that he is a powerful trophy to any god, and it is his cunning that keeps him from being caught by any of the gods - at least for now.

So all along, Huron will not allow himself to become overconfident and superstitious.

With the sound of a heavy drum, all the audience fell silent. They were mutant mercenaries or pirates living in New Badab, as well as the Chaos Warband.

Huron shifted his body, and then picked up a filled goblet from the plate held by the machine servant.

In the yellow sand of the arena, two reckless black figures walked out first. They were wearing ancient armor, one holding a big sword and the other holding a sword and shield.

Then, with a defiant roar, a massive creature walked into the arena with a swarm of blasphemous mutants and Chaos Space Marines.

The beast at the head was impressive, his size and size larger than that of a Chaos Space Marine wearing a Terminator, with huge muscles, a bloated waist, hands like shovels, hooves like an anvil, broken Space Marine armor and intricate Marks cover his furry body.

With every movement he made, the pattern on his body was changing, and at the same time he was holding a black iron spear with a screaming coat of arms in his left hand.

His name is Gonzalo Parker. He used to be a member of the Word Bearers, and later became an enchanted warrior. Due to various reasons, he finally left the original war gang and defected to Huron with people who were willing to follow him. part of the sail, and plundered the Empire several times, causing several massacres.

However, today, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com they were appointed by Huron as the challenged party of the death challenge, which made Gonzalo quite angry, because in his eyes, this is what the trash should do, not him. of the strong.

So he poured his anger on the two strangers in black armor in front of him.

"Today's prayers are not yet finished."

Gonzalo made a low voice, and his eyes flashed with a light of wisdom that was different from ordinary enchanted warriors. This was also a special point of the Word Bearers Legion-the enchanted warriors among them who could preserve wisdom were much more than other legions. :

"I have performed divination, and the gods intend to offer two sacrifices today."

"That's your beast god, not mine."

The fallen angel holding the great sword made a contemptuous sound, and then raised the sword to signal.

"Come on, you bereaved dog of the Seventeenth Legion, I can play with you one-on-one."

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Gonzalo smiled, a strange echo from his twisted throat.

"Why? You're dead. I never duel with the dead."

But the other side's response was equally sharp.

"Dead? That's not necessarily. I can kill all of you beasts by myself."

The enchanted warrior's spear smashed to the ground, and then the mutants and several enchanted warriors in his warband rushed forward with a beast-like roar, their eyes full of rage and killing intent, and Gonzalo also showed a sharp edge. fangs.

"Dig out the hearts of these two rats, I want to eat half! Sacrifice half!"

Immediately, the beasts let out a terrible howl and swarmed forward.