"The Ghost of Destruction? Please answer, please answer—"
Kelkus has sent communication requests to the fleet outside more than a dozen times, but there is no other sound in the communication channel except the scream.
Afterwards, he shook his head at the lord beside him, Luft Huron.
"It seems...the other party has prepared a special trap for us."
Huron sighed softly, with a smile on his face.
"Master, the situation has changed now, should we first--"
"Retreat?"
Huron grinned, as if mocking his subordinate's stupidity.
"I can guarantee that as soon as our Thunder Eagle leaves the hangar, Hell Eye's weapon system will activate and wipe out all of us. At this distance, none of us can escape."
"But why didn't they do it halfway?"
"Because they weren't sure if I would land in person."
Huron stared down at his slightly moving claws.
"What a plan, Soshyan Alexey."
At this time, Huron calmed down, without anger or disappointment. It was this kind of calmness in the face of danger that helped him survive one disaster after another.
"wizard."
He turned his attention to Garon Sulet.
"We think this kind of communication interference is very abnormal. What do you think?"
The horned helmet of the Chaos Sorcerer nodded lightly.
"Yes, Master, I feel the fluctuation of spiritual energy, and its principle is quite similar to the subspace storm... If it continues, I am afraid the situation will be very bad, and our fleet will become blind and deaf.
"
"So we have to fight quickly."
Huron didn't stop much and moved forward along the road Soshyan had walked.
The interior of the Star Fortress was now as dead as the exterior. The Red Pirates passed through the lifeless halls and saw the nearly annihilated statues indifferently guarding its slaughtered slaves.
As the exploration deepened, the red pirates became more and more vigilant because the destruction here was so complete.
On the other hand, Star Castle is not completely silent.
The bent metal squeaked under the heavy pressure; leaked fuel and coolant dripped, splashed, sprayed, or flowed, and the sound of footsteps echoed on a scale of kilometers or more, refracting, turning, and twisting in the passage of broken metal.
, until finally it felt as if there were thousands of troops striding towards everyone from the shadows in front.
They then passed through a huge temple-like hall, whose window lattice originally decorated with stained skulls was now just an open hole.
Those skulls were broken into millions of colorful fragments and covered the ground at the feet of the red pirates. A row of demon statues turned into a swaying defeated phalanx, scattered among the ruins. A huge Khorne demon once opened its arms.
The wings were perched on the high wall, but now they have turned into rubble and fallen at their feet.
There are corpses everywhere here wearing scarlet armor, mixed with some dark green. Their power armor was broken and dyed black with blood.
After inspection by the pharmacist, it was discovered that the condition of these corpses was far from ideal. The gene seeds of each corpse were either destroyed or poached.
Huron used his combat boots to open up another corpse wearing rotten armor. The corpse inside almost dissolved, revealing a large amount of disgusting pus as it moved. The armor bore the mark of the God of Corruption.
"The people of Copras."
Although his words were serious, his tone was not serious.
"It seems that this Plague Warrior's level is not as high as he said."
Then he examined the body of a red pirate warrior.
He died in the battle, with traces of bolters and blades on his body, and acidic residue still remaining on the nearby decks and bulkheads, traces of the demon's physical form being destroyed and dissolved.
There is no doubt that they have also summoned demons. Although they are the lowest form, they are still demons, but it is obvious that the desired effect was not achieved.
"Who's coming?"
Huron asked in a low voice. Several wizards under him stood nearby, and the power suit and the servo device in it made low sounds.
"I'll do it, Master."
Garon Surlet stepped forward.
For those of them who wield the power of witchcraft, extracting the memories and memories of the deceased does not require eating brain tissue or anything else. They can directly drag out the soul of the deceased.
Especially one who died not long ago.
He squatted next to the body, pulled out a knife, and stabbed the deceased in the head.
But a few seconds later, Garon Sulet made a surprised sound.
"Huh?"
"how?"
"His soul...is gone."
"Gone?"
Huron stared at the dead warrior. His pale face was covered with criss-crossing scars, and his bright yellow eyes were dull.
"Taken away by some demon?"
In the realm of subspace, this is common. The souls of the dead are the most delicious delicacies for the plunderers of nothingness.
But the Chaos Wizard shook his head.
"If a demon had taken him away, there would have been traces or smells left behind, but there was nothing on him. He was as clean as a washed and dried plate. There was not even a mark that his soul had ever existed on his body. If not,
When I saw it with my own eyes, I thought I was seeing a dead thing in front of me."
With that said, the wizard pulled out the ceremonial dagger and walked to the other deceased.
"This is the same."
Then the third and fourth——
"all of them......"
His voice was trembling when he said this.
"This is impossible...even the most terrifying Soul Reaver cannot eat so many souls at the same time! And this -"
The wizard pointed at a tactician with only half of his body left on the ground. The man had the obvious mark of Khorne on his forehead.
"He is a believer of the Blood God. No matter what, I don't believe that there will be even a trace of his soul left!"
"But the fact is-"
Huron showed a playful expression, and the sharp claws on his hands were unconsciously rubbing gently, making a crisp sound.
"Their souls have been taken away by something, or eaten up and wiped clean."
Garon Surlet replied in an almost frustrated tone:
"should be."
"It seems that something happened here that we don't know about. Do you think it has something to do with those imperial people?"
"I can't say, but I have never encountered such a method."
The voices of Huron and Garon Sulet were only heard by them throughout the whole process, so the other red pirates only saw the wizard checking each corpse and did not know the results of the wizard's examination.
If they knew, their morale might drop to freezing point. After all, for Chaos Space Marines, even if they come to the end, they must at least return to the embrace of the gods they believe in.
Huron thought for a moment, and then said to the wizard:
"Don't make any noise about this matter for now. We will investigate further after this battle is over."