Yugoslav was so shocked, not that he cared much about family ties. After all, family ties themselves were not very important to the Dark Eldar, but his sister, who was also a real child, was not only his sister, but also his future wife.
.
In order to ensure that the purity of the family bloodline and the wealth and status of the Comorian nobles will not leak out, incest marriage is very common. Yugoslav's mother, who is also the chief think tank of the Silver Fang Cabal, was involved in this robbery.
He was asked to ensure the safety of his sister.
Originally, he thought that this operation was very simple and there would be no accidents at all, so he did not force his sister to stay with him - in fact, he also knew that his sister was spoiled by her mother and often messed around with other men, but he
I don't really care.
As long as something doesn't happen to his sister and he can't deal with his mother, it's fine. He has several lovers anyway, and it's enough to breed pure-blooded heirs with his sister to ensure his status in the family.
"You...say it again."
"Your sister...was murdered by a gang of simian Chaos Sorcerers."
Yugoslav took a deep breath, tightened his grip on the guillotine in his hand, and asked softly.
"Where...are they."
At this time, on the berth of the Lost Word, Khayon was checking the female Dark Eldar killed by Soshyan, because he found that the other party's weapon was different from other Eldar - too refined, too.
Gorgeous.
Soon, Kayon discovered the complicated tattoos on the other party's back.
"It's a bit troublesome... Is this a real son or a noble?"
Kayon stared at the tattoos on the corpse's white back, and then moved his fingers to an inconspicuous tattoo, which was two crossed snake teeth.
"This is the symbol of the Silver Fang Cabal. Only core members will carry it."
Talos on the side hummed twice and said:
"Are we so lucky? If we kill a noble as soon as we get here, then there will be a bloody drama of beating the younger one and the older one."
Kayon shook his head.
"If it were an ordinary cabal warrior, it wouldn't happen, but since she has a relatively high status, it's possible that just like what you said, someone will come to us for revenge."
"Then let them do it."
Soshyan said indifferently, and then suddenly turned his head.
Not far away, three figures moved at incredible speeds in complete silence. They were conceived illusions, lingering at the edge of sight, like the lurking shadow of death.
They rotated and swayed while moving at extremely fast speeds, without any movement in their movements, as if the composer was immersed in his own symphony.
When the three shadows approached a certain distance between the three, the air between them began to flicker and liquefy, darkness passed through the floor like a water curtain, and sparks burst out of the air, stirring up mysterious ripples like starlight.
Soon, they rushed from one side of the berth to the other, and the undulating energy field surrounding them began to ripple, scattering droplets of black light onto the shadows of the three people.
While the three of them were talking, the fluctuations began to become intense and gradually increased.
"coming."
Soshyan turned his head, pulled the trigger of his bolter, stepped back at the same time, drew his sword, and slashed, all in one go.
After cutting through a shadow, his sword collided with a sickle-shaped blade glowing with light.
"It's Mandela."
Khayon also immediately counterattacked, and the surging psychic lightning directly shattered a shadow, but the opponent immediately condensed into shape again, and Talos's chain saw also failed.
The sneak attack failed, and the three attackers finally showed up.
They are one of the weirdest life forms Soshyan has ever seen, or in other words, they are closer to subspace creatures.
Generally speaking, they still have the outline of an Eldar, but their skin is pure black, covered with blasphemous runes, absorbing rather than reflecting light, and their lifeless faces are constantly twisting like oil, and they are faceless for a while.
His mask was a bloody mouth full of fangs, while his hair was pale bone color. A kind of blue-white cold flame condensed on the fingertips of his hands, and he also held a faint blue blade.
The three of them slowly gathered together, and Talos asked in a low voice.
"What the hell is this?"
"Mandrake, a variant of the Dark Eldar, but even the Dark Eldar themselves would be afraid of this kind of thing. According to some Eldar, during the craziest period of the Ancient Eldar empire before the Great Fall, people living on the Internet
The Taoist lust sect had an impure union with the devil, and the offspring he gave birth to was Mandela. Others believe that these living shadows come from a forbidden lust cult, and they escape into the nightmarish shadows of the non-material world.
Integrate with those unnatural things to escape the influence of the Great Fall. In short, no matter what the theory is, it can be determined that they are a semi-subspace creature. Have you seen the green symbols on their bodies?"
Talos glanced at it and indeed saw that the symbols on Mandela's skin were glowing green.
"I saw it."
"When they devour the fear and pain of their victims, the lines on their bodies will emit a poisonous green light, and they will even steal their life force. What is condensed on their claws is an ice flame that can freeze the soul."
"So, how to fight?"
"Simple."
Kayon said, stretched out his hands, left and right, and lightly touched the weapons of Soshyan and Talos, and suddenly a blue flame enveloped them.
"Just hit it normally."
"Then come on!"
As soon as the three Space Marines moved, the three Mandras also moved. They were silent, and their bodies grew, stretched, thickened, entangled, and intertwined like real shadows, ignoring all laws of physics.
The next moment, they flashed around the three of them in different postures and directions, with sharp claws and sharp blades coming out.
In response, Soshyan suddenly turned around and thrust out a sword, Talos turned around and slashed, and Khayon slammed his palms together.
The majestic spiritual energy suddenly burst out. At that moment, the three Mandelas were like rocks on the coast being hit by a tsunami of energy. They tasted the cold pain for the first time in their lives, causing them to neigh.
Then the weapons attached with psychic energy quickly cut them off and cut them open.
A substance as thick as ink spread in the air, like a thick smoke. The three Mandelas huddled in pain, and finally merged into the ground and quickly disappeared.
"died?"
"No, but we should have severely damaged them and they won't show up again for a while."
Soshiyang looked at the place where those strange creatures disappeared and said softly:
"Someone should have assigned them here."
"careful!"
Khayon suddenly reminded loudly, and then the three of them quickly retreated with a tacit understanding and entered the area covered by the shadow of the battleship.
Then a large area of ​​poisonous crystals covered the area where they were originally.
"Those three ape wizards! They are followers of Tzeentch! Kill them!"