She was about to run away when she heard the conversation outside, but suddenly the spiritual power broke through her defenses like a tsunami on the beach, surging through her body, drowning every part of her thoughts, causing her to drown and gasp.
Can't help but feel angry.
"it--"
As soon as she opened her mouth, all the words were blocked in her throat.
It was a blood-red iron hook hooked under her ribs, dragging her soul up and up.
Or maybe a red-hot iron was burned on her body, but what was burned was not a word or symbol, but a vision, an image, and an event.
A spiritual vortex enveloped her, boiling the air. It had no direction, but it was very powerful. It exploded in the air like a shock wave at its highest point. It could not be seen or touched, but it was still terrifying.
At its center was a scream - a sound of hidden pain and terror, roaring its terror into the depths of the Warp as it was devoured: hungry beasts scrambled for it, before an echo could
Before it disappears, break it into pieces.
"I am Marbas, the Avenger of Caliban. I have returned from the veil of time to retrieve what is mine. Brothers, come to me."
Then the sound disappeared, and Scyna's soul seemed to fall from the sky. Her vision recovered, and she saw a group of strange things surrounding her. The most conspicuous one was the man wearing sunglasses. At this time, he was holding a
An exquisite box, it is made of a slightly reddish wood and exudes a light fragrance.
Scyna blinked, then screamed:
"give me back!"
But she had no strength at all, and the other party ignored her and opened the box directly, revealing a storage orb inside.
As soon as it left the box, the orb emitted a light green light, gradually filling the room with criss-crossing luminous rays, and then some images appeared.
Wearing black armor and cloaks, clearly mutated Chaos Space Marines can be seen running in the fire and constantly turning back to shoot. On their shoulder armor, you can vaguely see the symbol of a long sword and wings——
In the flames, many people were struggling, raising their arms pleadingly, and screaming, but they could not extinguish the flames on their bodies. Men, women, children, and the elderly were struggling, twisting, and screaming, as if they were twisting like crazy.
moving candle——
Another group of warriors wearing black armor roared over. They drove motorcycles with feather-like flags on them. The leader was a warrior riding an anti-gravity motorcycle and brandishing a long sword. He also had a long sword and wings on his shoulder armor.
symbols of--
Two groups of warriors with similar logos and wearing similar armor chased each other and fought. Explosions continued to occur in the middle, causing more areas to burn.
Suddenly, a huge thing appeared. It seemed to be shrouded in black mist, and only a beastly lion's head was exposed. It seemed to be laughing wildly, while the soldiers riding motorcycles kept shooting at it.
The camera shook, and a man who looked about thirty years old appeared and made a silent gesture. On his chest was a shining golden rosette——
Then the shaking intensified, screams began to appear, and some vague conversations could be heard.
"First Legion"
"Samuel"
"Must explain. Traitor"
"Go quickly."
In the end, the scene stays on a scene of a man slumped to the ground, and freezes on a blood-stained rosette of the Inquisition.
After reading this, most of the people in the team looked at each other and were confused, but Rozim was now covered in cold sweat. As a "senior" in the battle group, he knew as much as an average company commander or something, and he immediately realized
It got to the point where he really got into trouble, and it was a big deal, something that even Soshyan might not be able to handle.
He already regretted getting this woman on the pirate ship, and now he got on the pirate ship himself instead.
"Boss, what are these? The logos of those Space Marines seem to be dark——"
"Shut up!"
Rozim immediately interrupted Isvin and said sternly:
"Don't think about it, don't ask. If something happens, no one can save you. Forget everything you saw today. It's all of you. If you talk nonsense, I won't care if something happens."
Seeing the rare seriousness of the other party, Isvin immediately shrank his neck and nodded.
"Yes, yes, I understand, boss, I'm rotten in my stomach."
Then Rozim waved his hand.
"You all go out first, little brother, you stay."
Although he didn't know the true origin of Tasinla, Rozim knew that their "family" was all good, especially the psyker who seemed to be out of control just now. Tasinla restrained him as soon as he came in.
.
After the others left, Rozim squatted in front of Scyna with the box.
"Sister, why are you so big-hearted? Do you dare to touch the Dark Angel?"
"give me back!"
"Okay, okay."
After getting the box, Scyna hugged it tightly in her arms. After her emotions calmed down a little, she looked at Rozim.
"You know Dark Angel. It seems that you are no ordinary person. Which judge sent you?"
"I?"
Rozim pointed at his nose and then laughed dryly.
"Do you believe me when I say that Grandpa Emperor sent me here?"
Scyna looked at the other person, then at Tasinla, and after a moment of silence, she suddenly nodded.
"I believe."
"Ah? Did you believe what I just said about Brother Mao?"
"This is probably the arrangement of the throne. Let me introduce you formally. I am a follower of Inquisitor Inar of the Heretic Tribunal, an Eta-level psyker, and a second-level diviner, Scyna Xia."
Rozim scratched his head.
"I probably guessed it."
"My master was killed by the Dark Angels because they discovered some dark secrets. The murderer was Samuel, the Ravenwing Captain of the Dark Angels. I am the only one who can avenge him."
"Well, what can I say? It's already like this. There's no need to indemnify yourself anymore. You should leave this matter to others."
Scyna shook her head.
"No one really wants to avenge Judge Inar. They just want to use this matter to achieve their goals. Even the expeditionary force is protecting the Dark Angel."
"Then you are alone"
"Mr. Rozim, as long as you can take me away to Terra, I am willing to do anything!"
"Ah? Are you going to Terra?"
Scyna nodded very firmly.
"As long as these are sent to the Tribunal headquarters, someone will definitely come forward to avenge Judge Inar and let the truth be revealed!"
"No, why are you so obsessed with revenge? He is just your employer."
"No"
Scyna lowered her head, tears dripping from her chin.
"He is still my only relative, my brother."
"Ah this——"
Rozim took a breath and whispered:
"The Dark Angel will definitely not give up now and must be silenced. It's really bad now. It won't make any money and it will end up in shit."
At this time, he had already made up his mind to go to Soshyan to "confess" if he couldn't, but at least his life would not be in danger.