I write apocrypha in Warhammer

The one-man clown Sarkozy saluted the other party and said very humbly: "Hello, compatriots from Comoros, as you can see, we are making a small contribution to the unstable security environment in the galaxy. I don't want to get into any trouble."

Despite this, based on what he knew about this group of kin, the Dark Eldar forces would surround them here, absolutely, absolutely.

Definitely not a good thing.

The commander of the Dark Eldar Tribe, Muir, said with an easy-going smile: "Don't worry, my compatriots, as I just said, we just came to get something, we didn't think about anything at all. As for the rivers of blood, we are not demons after all."

If they didn't know their usual style and their polite behavior, most people would really think that these Dark Eldar are a group of people who are easy to talk to.

"I'm afraid we don't have what you want here." Stern said immediately.

Wei Mu is now cursed and in critical condition. They don't have time to talk nonsense with these black bean sprouts.

"My dear compatriots, could you please shut up the monkey next to you? It's really noisy." Moir said with a smile, "Or, if you don't mind, I can do it for you."

Also polite, but only to the pied clowns.

In the eyes of these guys, humans are just some kind of livestock.

And this is not out of contempt or derogation, these black bean sprouts who look at people through their nostrils really think so.

"you"

Stern had almost forgotten what the real Eldar looked like after spending so much time with the Pied Clowns.

If there weren't any injured people to take care of, she would definitely rush forward and twist off the arrogant head of the black bean sprout.

"You should not stop us, compatriots, these humans play a very important role in our Lord's plan, so I am very sorry that I cannot give them to you." Sarkozy said.

The clowns in colorful clothes originally came here specifically to pick up people. If they were kidnapped by other forces on the way, how would they go back and report to the God of Laughter?

What's more, their Harlequin Troupe is not scared. The reason why they try to avoid conflicts is just because their entire race is in an endangered state and they should not cause trouble with each other.

Due to the cruelty of their society and the completely non-existent moral standards of the Dark Eldar, almost all of them are born careerists.

Such things as playing tricks of power, robbery and kidnapping, deception and betrayal, assassination and poisoning are all commonplace for the Dark Eldar.

Careerists will do anything to gain political capital for themselves.

But this does not mean that careerists are a bunch of lunatics.

You think their behavior looks like they are having a brain attack, just because they don't know what they are calculating.

No matter which faction of Comoros they belong to, this group of Dark Eldar should not dare to completely break up with their Harlequin Troupe - using the breakdown of the relationship between Comoros and the Harlequin Troupe as the price to gain political capital for their own side. , the other forces in Comoros will definitely not agree to such behavior.

"You seem to have made a mistake, compatriot. I am not interested in the monkeys raised in your circus. Although the unconscious one caused unparalleled pain to the Great Devourer, it was not the goal of our special trip here." Mu Val waved his hand.

The Wei Mu has no practical use for the Dark Eldar. Even if it is used to make deals with other forces, it will probably cause a lot of trouble during the custody process.

The things this kid caused were too big for them to control.

The Dark Eldar know this very well.

So Muir pointed in the direction of Maul and said: "What we expect is the egg."

What a wonderful trophy of an unhatched baby god.

After training it and putting it into the arena of Comoros, it is simply an infinite consolidation of its own power.

Moore warned sternly: "This is a trophy that belongs to the empire!"

Wei Mu spent so much effort, and even himself was driven to death. How could the young god he had finally won over be easily handed over to others, and especially to these scum of the galaxy?

"Belong to the empire?" Muir smiled scornfully, "When we were the masters of the galaxy, you monkeys hadn't even climbed down from the trees yet. Everything in these stars belonged to us, even you humans yourself. No exception."

"Damn alien..."

Moore hated these black bean sprouts with itch.

They usually attack the imperial world with this mentality, and then capture the residents there as slaves. They are a complete group of scum.

But Maul could only endure it, because the Webway belonged to the Eldar, and they were not strong enough to overturn the table with each other.

Due to the unknown agreement reached between the Emperor and the Laughing God, the Pied Clowns will definitely do their best to protect Wei Mu's personal safety.

But asking them to quarrel with their own kind for the ownership of this black egg... To be honest, Moore didn't have much hope for this.

"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock... time is passing slowly. A certain poor monkey seems to be in urgent need of treatment. Do you want me to help you find a veterinarian?" Muir said with a smile.

He knew that these humans would soon lose their composure, and this young god was just like picking up something for nothing.

"So dear compatriots." Sarkozy tried to say, "Since your target is this black egg, then keep this egg and talk slowly. Let us send away the irrelevant wounded first. You see How about it?"

Mouvar laughed loudly after hearing this: "Your joke is so funny, clown. If there is a chance, I will invite your troupe to perform a good show at our place!"

As a result, Stern actually shrank back and planned to run away quietly with Wei Mu.

"I mean no!" Muir quickly explained upon seeing this, "Without the injured guy, how can I put pressure on you and force you to hand over what I want? You humans can't even understand such a simple implication. Can’t you hear that? What a bunch of stupid monkeys!”

Of course Stern knew what he meant - even a fool could figure that out.

She just tried it a little bit with a sense of luck. The current situation did not provide her with many options.

As a result, the Dark Eldar commander actually thought that she didn't understand the meaning, and explained it to her seriously - this kind of serious way of treating others as if they were fools was extremely humiliating.

You bunch of black bean sprouts must not give me a chance, otherwise I will crush you to ashes one by one, Stern gritted his teeth and swore secretly.

The young god definitely cannot give it.

Although it is somewhat unethical, the best way for the Human Empire at the moment is probably to actively attack the Dark Eldar and forcefully drag the Harlequin Troupe into the water.