The failure of the duel gave the Red Pirates no reason to clamor. If they were facing a Chaos warband, they would have to admit defeat at this time.
But everyone knows very well that no one has a way out at this moment, and this negotiation is all based on certain reasons of both parties.
In other words, both Soshyan and Huron knew that the other was stalling for time, but they did not know what the other's purpose was.
But at least they all believe that doing so is beneficial to themselves.
The victorious Talos moved his injured arm, then tore off a piece of emblem from the corpse, then took off the opponent's helmet, and finally took away the opponent's sword - it had almost become his instinct to plunder the loot of the dead.
When he returned to the team of Astral Knights, Soshyan immediately shouted to Huron:
"Now it's time to get down to business, traitor, unless you have other champions who want to die."
"Very well, Sosh Yang, as a thief with no shame, I think we should talk about the whole thing."
Huron took a step forward, corresponding to Sosh Yang's action.
"let us start."
Just as the two men continued their verbal exchanges, several petite figures quietly slipped out of the shadows.
"Captain, isn't this good...Captain Soshiyang asked us to be on standby in the central hall."
"Chaos traitors are cunning people. They will definitely set up some conspiracy, and they will need our support."
Velez interrupted the complaints behind him and looked at the two groups of people confronting each other with great curiosity.
In fact, she didn't quite understand why Soshyang would negotiate with this big traitor. In her opinion, it was a waste of time to exchange even a single glance with these heretics. The only languages spoken by both parties were death and fire.
When she noticed a body belonging to the Red Pirate on the ground, she immediately realized that a battle had just occurred and it should be a duel.
There is no doubt that victory belongs to the loyal. This result makes her feel excited, but she also regrets that she never witnessed the duel, and complains in her heart about the delay of her companions.
She wondered if Sosh Yang had taken action.
However, after looking at the team of Astral Knights, she immediately rejected this idea, because only one person in the team seemed to be injured, and the warrior still had a blood-stained helmet hanging around his waist.
Then he should be the winner of the duel.
Velez thought for a while, but couldn't recall the warrior's name, because his armor was the same as that of an ordinary astral knight, and it was difficult to recognize him among the crowd.
Looking at the two people confronting each other, Velez suddenly felt that in the void outside the broken dome of the Star Castle, the subspace seemed to be boiling.
Its beginningless song grew louder in all ears, as if the essence of unreality were whispering and singing to its chosen warriors.
The Chapter Masters of the Empire and the Chaos Warlords were the nodes where these seemingly real and illusory forces converged, although she could not discern the true meaning of the voices calling to them.
It seemed as if these primal forces were sinking their sinister claws into the souls of the two warriors.
But "sound" is not an accurate word here. These ethereal sounds are just the impression formed by ordinary consciousness on these powerful powers on the stage.
Velez shook his head, wondering what was wrong with him?
Why do these weird thoughts appear in her head?
When Velez was confused by the sudden abnormality in his body, the negotiations reached a deadlock.
In fact, this is no different from the common warband negotiations in the Eye of Terror. The relative advantages of both parties only make it more difficult to reach an agreement.
Soshiyang repeatedly emphasized that if he wanted to destroy the Astral Knights' fleet, Huron would have to bear an extremely terrible cost of casualties.
Huron also emphasized that if Sosh Yang insists on continuing the confrontation, the Astral Knights will also bear the risk of complete destruction.
The prospect of such mutually assured destruction was enough to cool the most radical minds, but Soshyan's demands still rained down on Huron's face.
He even asked Huron to donate ships, equipment, supplies, and star forts in exchange for their withdrawal.
The Imperial Chapter Master had a wicked smile on his face, insisting on his asking price again and again, as if he was very sure that Huron would give in in order to save most of his nest.
"I won't give you anything."
And Huron answered this every time.
Eventually, Soshyan's cunning and insistence made the warlord tired, so he glanced expectantly at the giant claw in his hand. The loading mechanism on the giant claw clicked, as if he
Patience is gradually eroding.
"Should I tell you what I believe to be true, Soshyan?"
Soshyan, who was wearing a Terminator, was taller than Huron. He lowered his head in a generous and blessing manner, as if he was providing favors to a particularly favored slave.
The red pirates were furious at this insult, but Huron just smiled.
"Say it."
Soshiyang replied like a chant.
"I believe you were caught in the storm as well."
Huron tried his best to contain his anger, but could only glimpse the slightest hint of it in his golden eyes soaked in soul.
"I believe that the subspace helped you, allowing you to surpass our army at an incredible speed, and then it extended a helping hand to make the tyrant's claws inexplicably fall into your control, and finally created this surprise attack... I believe
, it is those malicious beings called gods who bring you to the center of this storm and let us participate in a chess game between king and pawn to decide whose head will eventually fall."
"Your imagination is really admirable, traitor, but I only believe in the Lord of Mankind, and I am not interested in the games of the dark gods."
Huron didn't care.
"Whether you admit it or not, the bottom line is, I believe you are afraid of us."
He let the sharp edges of the giant claws rub against each other, and Soshiyang remained unmoved, as if he couldn't see the death claws flashing with black light.
Huron's pet was jumping up and down at his feet.
Huron glanced at it. Although his face was expressionless, he was surprised in his heart, because his pet could only show this attitude because of one thing——
It cannot detect the other party's psychological activities, nor can it read the other party's thoughts.
This is almost impossible, unless that Soshyan is a servitor or machine.
He observed the opposite side calmly, but didn't see anything unusual.
"You fear us."
Huron could only continue:
"Because no matter how much you rant about us being traitors, no matter how much you undermine us with your pitiful little expeditions, we always exist and thrive...because after every conflict we grow
, as a thief, you must always worry about the revenge of your powerful master, far more than any other reason."
As he spoke, Huron's eyes scanned the other warriors, and finally returned to Sosh Yang.