The Emperor’s Angel of Death

#3449 - Pigeon

“I see.”

The moment he released his hand, the trembling Tech-Priest fell heavily to the ground, shaking like a lump of rotten flesh. Then, he continued to kneel before Soshian, praying.

Although he still had independence, this thing was indeed completely insane, but his existence made Soshian's hair stand on end.

Even though it was a suicidal act that led to his infection with the Flayer Curse, it also proved one thing: the Flayer Curse doesn't discriminate and isn't limited to any particular race. It can infect as long as there's a host, and what limits it is only the host, which is living metal.

This once again made Soshian realize how dangerous the power in his hands was. As long as he had a little evil thought, he could easily use the infected living metal as bait to quickly destroy a Forge World.

And once the Flayers, or rather, the Void Dragon that had devoured the Flayers, continued to grow stronger, it was likely that this curse would also break the limitations of the host.

Perhaps this was one of the reasons why Xythis was willing to seal the Void Dragon at all costs.

He also reminded himself internally that he should be cautious when using the power of the Void Dragon. He shouldn't abuse them just because the Flayers were easy to use. They were definitely a double-edged sword, and carelessness could lead to big trouble.

“My Lord, are you satisfied with this little short-tailed ape?”

The massive Valgul cautiously stood behind Soshian, bending at the waist, because he noticed that his God seemed a little displeased?

Soshian looked down at the Priest. He originally wanted to obliterate him directly, after all, this thing seemed worthless.

However...

“I am your most humble servant, please allow me to bring your glory to those unbelievers, great Crimson Omnissiah! Great Landu Goresh!”

Soshian suddenly remembered a small episode he had just seen. In the Priest's final moment of madness, his servitors and even his followers had fallen into a similar frenzy.

Could it be that only the initial infection requires living metal as a medium, and once the infection is complete, the infected person gains the ability to spread the curse to others of their kind?

If so, then it might be useful for dealing with certain enemies?

For example, the people of the Dark Mechanicum, and that Vashtorr who calls himself the Machine God. If the Flayer Curse could infect his Daemon Engines, it seemed like there was still room for maneuver?

Fighting evil with evil was indeed a viable idea.

But Soshian hadn't figured out exactly how to use it yet.

“Not bad, quite interesting. Let's leave this skin slave for now, maybe he'll be useful in the future.”

Hearing Soshian say this, a hint of a smile squeezed out of Valgul's hideous face.

“That's good, as long as you're satisfied, my Lord.”

“Now that the trivial matters are dealt with, let's marshal the troops and set out.”

The Flayer army had already been waiting in position, but Soshian planned to divide the troops into two groups. One group, led by himself, would use the Flayer Shrine to teleport to Sotha. This group mainly consisted of the Bone Lord Valgul and his Crypt Ghoul bodyguards, as well as the Soulreaper Lord Rakzahn and his hundreds of Flayer Wraiths. The other group would be led by the two crowned generals of the Bone Dynasty, commanding the fleet from the Ghoul Stars to the vicinity of Sotha.

But things were still sliding towards the worst possible situation. The Fifth Company, which went to investigate the Tyranid fleet, vanished without a trace, only sending back a warning message. Although this message was important to the Chapter, it seemed insignificant compared to the loss of a company.

In this case, the Emperor's Scythes' captains have always believed that the most important thing now is to delay, delay until Imperial reinforcements arrive, delay until the Chapter Master returns.

At the same time, they are also very confident in their home. As one of the oldest Chapters, the Emperor's Scythes have been managing Sotha for nearly ten thousand years. They have a deep popular base, and the planet is well-governed. They can organize millions of mortal troops. In addition, their fleet also has hundreds of warships, as well as the powerful armed space station 'Shieldward' deployed in the orbit of the homeworld. This is the core factor for them to fight against the Tyranid aliens.

Although the Shieldward station cannot be moved, it has been built into a fortress-level firepower in thousands of years of construction. The constantly accumulated weapons and void shields have turned it into an unprecedentedly powerful firepower hedgehog. It is precisely because of its existence that Sotha has never been invaded by foreign enemies in nearly ten thousand years.

However, just as the Space Marines of the Emperor's Scythes were stepping up their preparations, hidden malice and turmoil had already accumulated in places they could not have imagined, and would soon shatter their hopes.

“The angels are coming! The Emperor's grace will lead us to sublimation!”

In the dark underground palace, the Genestealer Cult's assembly was shrouded in the fanatical atmosphere of alien worship. The statue of the Four-Armed Emperor stood in the center of the altar, and the ghostly green fluorescence seeped down from the pipe-filled dome, reflecting the twisted faces of the hybrid believers.

The bishop raised his scepter and chanted the prophecy of the Star Children in a sharp tone. The three leading talons of the cult tapped the ground with the rhythm of the chanting, making a metal scraping echo. Dozens of hybrid acolytes prostrated on the ground, their third arms twitching, as if echoing some kind of resonance deeper underground.

Further away, countless bald heads swayed in the darkness, their evil eyes reflecting the fire, bringing the darkest malice from the depths of the stars.

“Six hundred years! We have succumbed to the shackles of false angels. Deliverance is coming!”

The bishop then put down his arm, and the scepter pointed to a slender woman next to the brazier, whose face was covered by a veil.

“How is the infiltration of Shieldward!”

“Reporting, my Lord, the energy system and shield system have been controlled, and some weapon systems are also under control.”