The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 "Destroy the Black Legion?"

　　Kayang was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and laughed.

　　 "Hahaha! Don't say that your Eleventh Legion doesn't even have a shadow now, even if you really rebuild the Legion, you will never be able to fight Abaddon!"

　　 "Oh? He is Astarte, and I am also Astarte. Even if he has the power of the evil god, he can't beat the gray marrow."

　　 "No, do you think that Abaddon's biggest trump card is the power of psionics? Then you are wrong. When you really face him, you will know how wrong you are!"

　　 Soshyang thought for a while, although the Black Legion seems to be far away, but now he has captured Kayang, then the opponent will definitely not give up.

　　 It may not be long before he will have to face the revenge of the big traitor, so he can be prepared to learn more.

　　 "Then tell me, what is Abaddon's biggest hole card."

　　 "It's a sword."

　　 "A sword?"

　　Kayang closed his eyes, seeming to remember something--

"That's a magic sword. A lot of what we did was caused by that magic sword.... Under the sharp edge of this magic sword, the empire was trapped in a sea of ​​blood, even if we ourselves were blood flowing into a river, black The Legion launched an expedition to own it, and slaughtered those who tried to seize it in endless time."

　　 "Does it have a name?"

"In Catonian, this magic sword is called Usag, or "forgotten", the sloppy language of Leo's previous legion, and in Nagrakali, it is called Scalavar, or "Crown Breaker".. .. In the Prospero language spoken by the city I was born in Tizka, it is Mar-Atar-Sai "crazy fragment", and for the people of Nefertali, it is Solarcell "True Thorns", mentioning its name tab will only be regarded as the darkest curse... But these are not perfect translations of the real name of the magic sword, because it is not cast by the extraordinary, but also extraordinary by the hand. ."

　　 "Is it so powerful?"

"Heh, in the subspace gale and wordless spiritual language, in the endless roar of the demon singing, its real name always echoes-Drachnion...the human mind cannot understand it as words. , Because it is not a phrase, but a concept. The roar and whimper of the Eternal Song tells the emperor’s inevitable fate of death, and his empire will also go to extinction in ignorance and blind faith! That chorus, that concept, is transformed into The origin of the devil is Drachnion, and it is the concept that we tried to turn it into a statement, but failed. Usag, Scalaval, Mar-Atar-Sai... They all Flowing from the same source: Drachnion, the end of the empire, a monster born from the belief in subspace that exists only to kill the king of mankind."

　　 "Concept... You said it is a concept?"

"It’s too esoteric for you. Simply put, the existence that you call chaos, or the union of evil, the existence that we call the gods-its essence and energy do not follow us, it is not unilateral The entity that supports us is not a reliable weapon that adapts to our needs....It uses us and agitates us just to satisfy its own whims...It is a sincere force that makes us willing. The earth is clothed with original sin outside the battle armor. However, it is also the essence of absolute fraud, distorting and changing itself at will to pursue its conflict-filled end. It is formed by the memories, emotions and pains of every human since the birth of time. , The power of absolute conflict, and the same sufferings of countless alien races are also mixed in, let it finally take shape."

　　 Soshyang frowned. Although he didn't fully believe Kayang's words, he was also afraid of this terrible magic weapon.

　　 "How did Abaddon get such a great thing?"

"It can be used by others, but the prerequisite is that you are willing to use it in turn... It can accept worship or all kinds of plea, but the prerequisite is that you are willing to bear the risk of being cursed during the ascent. It is the power flowing in the blood of reality. It chooses us. It regards us as its toys and treats us as its warriors. It's so indescribable... But to be honest, it doesn't. On our side, many of us have been fighting and fighting against it all our lives, far more than pleading with it."

　　Kayang sighed lightly, as if recalling something.

　　 "This is the Blade of Abaddon...Although I am now lonely here, carefully bound by you, this imprisonment still gives me some comfort: I can be so far away from Drachnion, it's a relief."

　　 "Is it affecting you too?"

"Even if my power has been exhausted, I can still hear its whispers at the edge of consciousness, but I can no longer hear its wild laugh, and it no longer penetrates into my essential core... It is a disturbance, an infection, a demon that tears reality apart and leaves behind an invisible chaos, and is delighted by it. Some people say that this weapon is shaped like a long sword, because Azerkell wants it to be used. With this appearance, I can tell you that it’s true... it’s not a sword, it can’t even be called a monster. Among the legions, there are rumors that it is the gods given to Abaddon. A gift to induce him to throw into the arms of the gods. If it is true, this will never be their last attempt."

　　 "It's just a devil, I'm not afraid."

　　 "I said, it is not a demon."

"what is that?"

　　 "That is destiny-destiny is in Abaddon's hands."

　　 Soshyang is not very used to Kayang's way of speaking. He was silent for a moment, and changed a simple question.

　　 "Did this thing only appear after Horus' rebellion?"

　　"It's not.

　　 "Then why didn't the primitives who rebelled before get it."

　　 "Because it doesn't want to help those Primarchs, Abaddon can get it, and it's all thanks to the crying lady."

　　 "Lady Weeping? A witch?"

"It's not ~www.ltnovel.com~ her name is Mollyanna... You must not have imagined her identity. She was once one of the founders of the imperial court. The record of her is almost It has been completely erased. Maybe you can find clues about her in the deepest secret shadow of Terra Palace... But there is no doubt that the poison caused by her appearance has soaked your foundation, just like our foundation. Also suffered a lot."

　　 Soshyang's eyes widened suddenly.

　　 "The founder of the trial court...this..."

　　 This is indeed a blockbuster. If this incident spreads, the legality of the Trial Chamber will even be shaken.

　　 But Soshyang quickly calmed down again.

　　 It's such a long time, and it's only Kayang's side words, maybe it's just a demon in disguise.

　　 "How do you know that she is the founder of the trial court."

　　 "Because... I brought her to Abaddon."

　　 "Listening to your tone, I seem to regret it?"

　　Kayang gave a low laugh.

　　 "It's okay if you think about it this way. In a sense, the evolution of the Black Legion started with her."

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