He sat up from the iron platform as a bed board, pressing his thumb against his eyes that were swelling and painful due to lack of sleep, and the lights in the cabin looked extremely dim.
Just like the little copying room he had on Prospero.
Before becoming Astarte, he was a poor but studious child, often relying on hand-held lighting balls to learn the complicated words on parchment.
But that has all become ashes.
The last time he saw his birthplace was when he fled from it - through the porthole he saw the entire Prospero fall into the sea of fire.
After arriving at Sotiarius, the remaining thousand sons rebuilt the original city of light as it is.
Kayang had visited there many times in the future, but like many of his fellow comrades, the new city could not arouse any guilt he felt about his hometown.
During those shameful days, Qianzi could only be regarded as a broken brotherhood at most.
To make matters worse, they have even forgotten what brothers are.
For the Scarlet King Magnus, how could he take the fate of his offspring to heart?
Kayang's father had long been lost in a greater game and devoted himself to the war between the four gods. Now only the illusory ether in his heart.
At that time, the only thing Kayang wanted was to survive.
Many brothers of Thousand Sons had to put their knowledge and witchcraft at a price to serve the most bidding war gang.
In fact, the power of the Thousand Sons is indeed very popular.
Because even compared to the countless worlds in the Eye of Fear, Sothiarius is definitely a dangerous place.
Its sky is a burning sea of fire, and there is no way to distinguish between day and night. At higher places, countless ghosts surround this planet, and cry forever.
Sotiarius also had a ring, but this ring seemed too pale because it was not ice or rock that made it up, but the crying soul.
In fact, Qianzi's new world is surrounded by countless ghosts who died of conspiracy and fraud.
Although from some perspectives, this is not a kind of beauty.
“Prepare the shuttle.”
After tidying up the room for a while, Kayang walked towards the hatch door, Nagua followed him, the demon lynx moved silently, and her obsidian claws gently tapped the deck, and the shadow reflected onto the wall, turning into shapes with wings and long horns, and sometimes she could not even see her shadow.
When Kayan went out, he noticed two alert guards standing outside the hatch, wearing fine porcelain armor bordered by bronze, the carvings on the helmet recall Prospero's history.
They also noticed Kayang and turned toward each other.
As Kayan expected, one of them nodded slowly to him, as solemn as a statue in the sacred temple.
In the past, seeing these living actions would ignite a glimmer of hope in his heart, but now he has long abandoned this fantasy.
His brothers were dead, died of Aliman's arrogance.
Now these red warriors are just corpses standing in armor and will never be able to be resurrected.
"My good brother."
He sent useless mental communications to the Red Letter Warriors, but even a glance at them would make him extremely painful.
Because in his eyes, they became living dead people sealed in fine porcelain armor.
Kayan sometimes approaches and touches them with his mental power, and this subtle situation is like listening to the sounds in the distance on a quiet night.
He could feel their souls beside him, still the same as when he was alive, but the flesh and blood in the armor had turned into ashes, and his heart was blocked by a lot of fog.
But no matter what he used, they would only stare at themselves through the T-shaped window of their helmet, with stiff and emotionless eyes, holding the bomb gun tightly like a guard.
When Aliman completed the final spell, Kayang and the Qianzi brothers tried to stop him, but they failed.
Finally, the familiar guilt pulled Kayan back to reality, and Nagua roared quietly beside him.
"Follow me."
I ordered two red warriors, and this order also cut off the spiritual connection between him and them, as well as the perception of their memory.
As the red letter follows Kayang, you can hear the heavy sound of the boots falling to the ground.
On the way back to the bridge along the promenade, another speaker was activated.
"Kayang, are you sure you really want to go? I have a bad feeling."
It was the voice of the Masked Prince Teremanon, and Kayang has always hated this voice.
He looked at a trumpet on a wall, shaped like a handsome and smiling mourning mask.
"Why?"
"Because this is the realm of the empire, if something happens, we cannot lend a helping hand."
Time stopped for a while, Kayang stared at the trumpet silently.
Then, he said slowly:
"Wake up the ordnance servant, I need to put on my armor."
“It’s done.”
"So...you know I will definitely go, why do you say those words just now."
"You're a little dissatisfied."
"Who do you think I'm not satisfied with?"
"Your mentor Asaka is dead, Fire Fist Leo is dead, your alien maid is also captured, your sister becomes the soul of the revenge soul, but you have nothing, and you have a lot of dissatisfaction."
Every name and title the other party said made Kayang grit his teeth, but he knew that he had to control his emotions, otherwise the little conspiracy of the Masked Prince would succeed.
He is a standard believer of Slaanes and enjoys the pain of others. Although Kayan has taught him many times, he still remains unchanged.
Sometimes, Kayang also wanted to stab that guy in the throat.
He had such an opportunity in the past, but he gave up.
Now, it may be difficult for him to deal with the Mask Prince - it may be possible to defeat him, but he will definitely not be able to kill the other party. He has a highly sober understanding of reality.
This is also what distinguishes him from most members of the Black Legion. Most of the Chaos Space Marines are arrogant and arrogant, and few are willing to accept the reality that their skills are inferior to others.
In other words, the Black Legion is no longer the Black Legion he hoped for at that time. Although it is stronger than before, it no longer has a bond of life and death between brothers, and is just a monster formed based on revenge and exchange of interests.
"Shut your stinky mouth and don't want to get a trace of pleasure from my pain, Slaanesia's stinky shit."
"You even took away the idea of expressing your dissatisfaction."
Kayang calmed down and it was pointless to argue with this guy.
"You're not here to stop me, right?"
"Of course, I'm just reminding you."
"Then I've received it now."
A chuckle floated out of the trumpet, and then there was no sound.
Kayang walked into the martial arts room. He didn't plan to bring anything. Apart from his own personal equipment, there was only his pet.
This warship with hidden technology floats in the asteroid belt near Nassen IV. This place is still safe at present, but it is hard to say after a long time. Kayang must fight quickly.
Soon, a cargo ship slowly passed through the asteroid belt attachment, and a small shuttle immediately whizzed out of the meteorite fragments, headed straight for the cargo ship, and quickly disappeared into the open flight deck-