Perturabo, who was as big as a metal hill, was playing chess with the expressionless Omegon.
Next to the two of them, the shadow clone belonging to Rorschach appeared and disappeared, and was also carefully observing the chess game between the two sides.
It should be said that the fighting style of the other can be seen from the chess-playing style of the two original bodies.
Perturabo was accustomed to having all the chess pieces under his control and slowly advancing forward in a large-scale battle formation.
And Omegon likes to hide the most important chess pieces. Even if he pays the second-class chess pieces at once as the price of attack, there will be no emotional fluctuations at all.
Buzz buzz——
Perturabo's metal face reflected most of the chessboard, and a fleeting evil smile subconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth.
In an instant, a metal chess piece named 'Fortress' suddenly emitted a subtle engine sound.
One after another, extremely slender cannon barrels extended out of the fortress, launching a continuous bombardment at the 'soldiers' and 'samurai' who were crisscrossing the huge chessboard.
The next moment, Omegon remained calm in the face of the sudden change in the chess game.
One of his fingers pointed slightly.
The metal chess pieces named 'Priest' and 'General' vigorously waved their scepters and power swords, covering the 'Emperor' and 'Queen' as they quickly entered Perturabo's chessboard.
The 'citizens' and 'princesses' belonging to Perturabo were immediately surrounded by a large number of 'soldiers' and 'warriors'.
He launched a continuous siege towards the 'Emperor' and 'Queen' who entered the scope of his chessboard.
However, the 'Emperor' and 'Queen' are important chess pieces on the chessboard that can determine the outcome of a game.
After the thoughtful Omegon sacrificed the 'Queen' and let the 'Emperor' face off against Perturabo's 'Emperor'.
The outcome of this game of regicide is clearly visible, and even Rorschach, a layman with only a superficial understanding of it, knows who wins and who loses.
"Tsk, it's boring, I give up!"
Perturabo, whose huge metal body made a faint buzzing sound, shook his head and said.
He just finished speaking.
On the originally chaotic chessboard battlefield, countless metal chess pieces that were struggling to compete suddenly changed their directions and returned to their own positions.
Omegon exhaled slightly.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and stared at Rorschach's shadow clone, and said lightly:
"Why are you, a Primarch, hanging out with losers like us if you don't watch your fleet?"
After hearing the other party's words, Rorschach first looked at Perturabo, and then at Omegon.
"I originally thought that if you two were locked up together, you would have to fight anyway, but I didn't expect that you actually solved this problem with Regicide Chess."
Rorschach's shadow clone just finished speaking.
Perturabo, who turned his metal face, couldn't help but sneer and said in a deep voice:
"Do you think we will fulfill your wish? We are all prisoners. Why bother to embarrass our brothers in the past? Moreover, I am not one of those guys who completely believe in the evil god of Chaos. What I worship is Chaos itself. The power of Chaos is
What I use!"
For Perturabo's arrogant words.
Rorschach, who was holding his shoulders with his hands, sneered and said:
"Haha, that's what all the cultists who launched the rebellion said... Omegon, do you have any other plans for the Alpha Legion? We are about to arrive at the planet Medusa, which is the home planet of Ferus. I need some
Alpha lurked in secretly to investigate some situations for me."
However, Omega, who was deep in thought, did not wait for Rorschach's question to be answered.
Perturabo, who seemed to be stuck in some memories, sighed subconsciously:
"Ferrus... Damn it, I'm thinking of that demon-promoting Fulgen who should be cut into pieces by me again! If he hadn't tricked me in the first place..."
"Hey, Rorschach boy, if I meet the Ascending Demon Fulgen in the future, how about letting me go out for a while? I promise you in the name of Chaos that I will only deal with the Ascending Demon Fulgen and will never take the opportunity to escape!"
However, Perturabo's words could not give Rorschach the necessary trust.
After he casually dealt with the other party for a few words, he still kept his eyes on Omegan's burly body.
"You can mobilize my sons of Hydra at will. To a certain extent, you can be regarded as their genetic father... However, Astartes who are not contaminated by Chaos are relatively rare in the Alpha Legion. You are the best
It’s best not to use them as an attack force.”
Omegon's words paused for a moment, and he continued:
"Also, if you land on Medusa, please give Ferus a simple sacrifice for me."
"Well, that's it, see you next time."
After hearing these words, Rorschach shook his head slightly.
His shadow clone slowly dissipated into the hypercube maze.
And wait until Rorschach's shadow clone left no trace.
Perturabo, whose metal eyeballs shone slightly with an icy cold light, suddenly said to Omegon opposite:
"Alfaris, how about we join forces? We can find a suitable opportunity to trick Rorschach into coming in. With the strength of the two of us, Rorschach simply can't resist... Then, won't we?
Can we achieve true freedom?"
However, Perturabo's low words only received Omegon's cold gaze filled with endless disgust.
He said word for word:
"Perturabo, there is no such thing as chaos. You have a master named Chaos above you, but I don't have any master above me. We can talk about past stories and experiences, and play the game of regicide."
Have some fun, but this does not mean that you and I can become brothers again. In fact, when you choose to join Chaos, you have already lost this qualification!"
These words of Omega were sharp and direct.
It was like an invisible sharp blade that penetrated deep into Perturabo's metal heart.
However, Perturabo, who had always been eccentric and irritable, did not fall out with Omegon on the spot.
There seemed to be only a dead silence that belonged to metal creations on the other party's metal face.
"Haha, brother, I was just joking with you, why should I be so serious?"
"Come on, let's continue playing chess. Anyway, you and I will stay here for a long time. Maybe you will agree with some of my ideas in the future. After all, who knows what will happen in the future?"
Perturabo, who forced a cold smile on his metal face, deliberately lowered his posture.
It said slowly to the expressionless Omegan.
And Omegon, who raised a palm to direct the metal chess pieces to automatically start the battle, subconsciously narrowed his eyes and murmured to himself.
"The future... I even suspect that the entire human empire and the icy galaxy have no future."
