The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Although there are many rumors of all kinds, the mysterious melting pot of souls is limited to rumors. Huron is also dubious about this, because he thinks it is unlikely that such a powerful arsenal will escape the control of Khorne. It is famous for its huge war machines.

When he blinked his dry eyeballs, the mirror had disappeared, and the robe once again enveloped the mysterious mechanical heretic.

Huron took two steps back, looked at the other party carefully, and after confirming that it was not a demon in disguise, he hissed:

"Who is your master?"

"Those who are willing to help you."

"Kangyi? Hahaha! I, Huron, have never seen anything related to these two in the subspace in my life. It doesn't even want to disclose its name, so what's the point of cooperation?"

"It's not cooperation, but...a transaction. Cooperation requires trust, and a transaction only depends on whether it is worthwhile."

Huron narrowed his eyes.

"So what is it going to trade?"

"Blackstone Fortress."

For a moment, the sharp claws in Huron's hand moved slightly, as if the guy in front of him would be torn apart in the next second.

But he held back, and he also knew that he would not be able to hide this matter forever.

"It wants Blackstone Fortress?"

"Exactly."

"It's... not cheap."

"Naturally, this is an ancient treasure. My lord pays attention to the equality of contracts."

"So, what does it offer?"

"The war weapons you urgently need, as well as...the warships that can fight against the Indomitable Truth, and more powerful assistance that you can't imagine."

Even though he was mentally prepared, Huron was still moved. It was easy to add icing on the cake, but it was rare and precious to send charcoal in the snow.

But he did not forget the principles of dealing with demons.

Never expect a real "fair deal" from demonic existence.

"Anyone will say it, but how do you prove that you have this kind of strength?"

"If you wish, you can move to the Abyss of Darkness, where my lord has placed the trading balance."

The Abyss of Darkness is an unbroken space in the depths of the maelstrom. Sometimes Huron would use it as a passage for the fleet to move quickly, but due to its instability, generally large troops would not go there.

After much thought, Huron decided to take a look.

Then he led a small fleet straight to the Abyss of Darkness, but when he got there, there was nothing there.

Just when Huron was about to question the messenger, a huge beast emerged from the abyss of darkness.

Its shape is like an irregular tumor, and the surface is covered with the wreckage of various ships and space facilities. There are the sharp bows of imperial warships and the twisted hulls of alien warships. They seem to be squeezed together by invisible big hands. , forming a floating mass of aggregated junk, but almost as large as an asteroid.

And Huron was no stranger to this thing.

"That's it??"

He pointed to the slow-moving space hulk outside the huge observation window.

"I have as many hulks as I want. If your master likes, I can trade the hulk and it for something else, but I'm not very interested in hulks."

But Garon Sulet, the wizard lord of Huron, stared at the hulk for a while, and suddenly said softly:

"It's not the same..."

Huron turned his head.

"what have you found?"

"There's... a strong consciousness in there, no, or some kind of strong overall consciousness pervading the whole ship. I've never seen such a hulk."

Huron withdrew his gaze and looked at the guy who called himself a puppet.

"If you're not busy, explain."

"This space hulk, named the Savage Crucible, first appeared in the Drus border area of ​​​​the Calixis sector in 39, when it was controlled by a group of warbands from the World Eaters, and they plundered Calixis. a few fringe galaxies of the region."

"What now?"

"It has been remodeled by my master. Weapon turrets, shield generators, teleportation arrays, and even hangars and extra engine rooms have been installed in all places where accessories can be added. Most of the equipment operates independently. They all It can produce air and electricity by itself, and it will never be directly connected to spaces that are often unknown or full of danger, so it is a powerful battleship that can rival the Queen of Glory."

"Ha, who doesn't know how to brag, there is no shortage of boastful people in the subspace."

"You can see for yourself."

Huron then looked at Armenius Valtex, his technical advisor and dimensional blacksmith, and the only person he could possibly call a "friend" now. The other party had been scanning the data of the hulk remotely, and finally He comes to a conclusion.

"This thing is so complex yet... complete. It even has omnidirectional engines and shields installed. It's incredible how it connects and integrates many subsystems? Or are these just illusions? It has nothing to do with Like the other hulks, just a dead fish in the void?"

Both advisers and confidantes gave this thing a weird opinion, and Huron had to believe that it was probably not an ordinary hulk.

"Okay, I'll see what's inside."

Huron then boarded the landing craft with his cronies, including Armenius Valtex, Garon Soulet, Turrazan, Champion Guard Kata, and his Terminator Guard.

When the landing craft came to a stop on the dark tarmac of the hulk, Huron could feel the weak subspace force flowing through the hatch, and his pet also let out strange gurgling sounds, which was very rare. , which means that it has generated "confusion".

Being able to confuse the little things in this subspace means that there are existences beyond its understanding.

As the hatch opened and the ramp descended, Huron smelled rust, flesh decay, and the putrid stench of some dark sacrifice.

Stepping out of the landing craft, he looked up, the huge landing pad was empty, but all the equipment was in operation, even the warning lights everywhere were flashing normally, some ritual circles and huge runes could be seen on the walls and floor. They are all directly engraved on the metal with high temperature.

Garen squatted down to study the magic circles, and then came to a conclusion.

"It's a protective magic circle, and their function is usually to keep the demonic power out, but these magic circles have some minor modifications, and become a function that can restrain the devil in a certain area, but such a scale...so big It may take hundreds or even thousands of years of manpower to complete such a handwriting~www.wuxiahere.com~ Huron nodded and led the team towards the exit of the hangar, but when he noticed something, he stopped in his tracks.

He saw a thing, or an instrument, made of steel and gears, boilers and pistons, with what seemed like biomass mixed in between, all fused together in some twisted way, with trembling growths around it. limbs, bulging eyeballs, and fluttering cilia.

"what is that."

Huron pointed his huge claws at the mechanical clicking.

"The ferryman."

"Explain clearly."

"Yes, Your Majesty Blackheart, you should be able to understand that in the real world, there is no existing bridge design that can command a ship as huge and strangely shaped as a space hulk, nor is there any kind of thinker array or The mortal mind can reliably operate the ship's systems that have been exposed to the warp for a long time, so it is necessary to use this combination of demons and machines to undertake the functions of most of the crew."