40k: Midnight Blade

Chapter 16 16. Dance on a Rainy Night ([-]-in-[-] Extended Version, End)
It's raining.

This incident made Khalil put on the hood of the cloak. Although he didn't mind the burning pain caused by the acid rain, his eyes did.And if his eyes could mind, he had to.

When his fingers stroked the surface of the cloak, he felt a texture that had become quite different from before.

This made him understand that the cloak he had recovered was coming to an end.

Thinking of this, Kalil stood up and glanced back in the direction of the old town.In his sight, everything was as usual.Also, he didn't hear any loud noises, or harsh, noisy shouts.

This means that the ghost has either successfully completed the work, or is still in the process of work.

Either way, whether he's exposed or not, Khalil hopes he doesn't get hurt.

He was impressed by Specter's ability to heal himself, as well as his strength, agility, and speed of growth.

However, Khalil still believes that there is no such good thing in the world.

You can't have that much power and not pay for it.

Huge strength will lead to bloated body and muscle accumulation, and the pursuit of agility requires the shedding of fat and muscle restraint.Superior explosive power will make you crave for more energy intake every day, if you want to fly.
Look at the birds, this species that does not exist on Nostramo, even the skeleton has evolved into a hollow shape in order to occupy the sky.

And Ghost.
He has the most terrifying self-healing speed Khalil has ever seen.In fact, it can hardly be called self-healing anymore, it is more like flesh and blood spontaneously bonding to each other after injury, trying to return to perfection.

They instinctively refuse to break.

So, what price does this power require for a creature so clearly born in a laboratory?
Khalil didn't have an answer, but he knew that no matter what, the ghost couldn't die before him.

His eyes squinted, his thoughts interrupted by the sound of an engine roaring from the other end of the clock tower, very softly, but Khalil caught it anyway.

He turned his head and looked at the bright road.A huge black car is rushing straight from afar, and its shape does not have the so-called 'streamlined' design.The car has a rugged profile and all the glass is black.

Bulletproof car?
It's really a familiar sight.

Khalil tiptoed lightly, and after three light hops on the spot, he leaped away from the bell tower.Then began to run wildly on the rooftops of the dark old town.

His eyes were always looking in the direction of the road, the dazzling incandescent lights appeared a little hazy in the gradually increasing rain, and the guard posts in the distance became small dots one by one, only the car was still clear.

Acid rain made the air damp and foul, but he ignored it completely.

Raindrops beat against his cloak and hood, causing a deafening continuum of percussion.Fragile and gradually accelerating, just like his heartbeat.

Then he bent his knees and jumped up, the power he shouldn't have exploded in his body at this moment.Blue light bloomed in his eyes, his muscles swelled, and the bricks and stones under his feet shattered, dissipating into powder and dust in the acid rain.

Only by himself--Khalil Rohars briefly came to the sky.

I might be Nostramo's high jump and long jump champion, if the night star had a sports meet
In the darkness, Khalil slowly revealed a smile.

He doesn't like a sense of humor and hates telling jokes.But he would laugh, if only out of politeness.
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"How long ago was the last time we came to Quintus?"

Jando Sklewok asked this, he used a questioning tone, but his eyes were not on the two people sitting opposite him at all.

In fact, he was sitting in his plush leather chair, enjoying a glass of wine from the car's wine locker.

No matter when, no matter where, most Nostramo nobles will put enjoyment first.

"We haven't been to Quintus."

Lena Scholewok replied icily. "If your big head isn't broken, Gendo, you shouldn't be asking that stupid question."

"what"

Hearing this, Jando chuckled lightly: "Your definition of stupidity is still so shallow, my sister. Your words sound to me more like a self-righteous fool muttering to himself. , Who are you referring to?"

Lena Sklewok narrowed her eyes, and the horrible scar on her face that spanned her entire cheek seemed to come to life at this moment, and began to squirm.

"Sooner or later... I'm going to skin you for your insults, Gendo," she said darkly.

"It's up to you—but, I think we all know that among the three remaining children of your father, you are the least likely to get the black stripes."

Lena's face quickly turned livid after these words.

Gendor laughed wantonly at this.

He raised his slender neck and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.The liquid, scarletr than blood, slipped over his lips and disappeared into his mouth, and he sighed with satisfaction as the burst of taste on his taste buds.

Then, he set his sights on Irene Scholewok.

his elder sister.

"Dear sister, do you have an answer to my question?"

Irene looked away from the dark window, there was a full five meters distance between her and Jando, the hugeness of the car could be seen from here.But the distance didn't soften her gaze.

In fact, the look in her eyes at this moment has made the smile on Gendo's face slowly disappear, and his right hand has been placed on the side of the seat little by little.

"If I were you, I wouldn't choose to shoot in the car, Gendo."

Elena said blankly.

"Father lent us the Pride of Iron for a reason. First, it can symbolize the glory of the Scolewalker family to a certain extent. Second, it can protect against many kinds of weapons...even bullets from inside."

"Then, I still have a knife to use." Gendo said calmly.

"You can give it a try." Irene Sklevok replied calmly. "But I won't guarantee that your knife-wielding hand will still be intact."

Jando narrowed his eyes, one second passed, two seconds passed, he suddenly smiled loosely, took his right hand up again, and then even apologized.

"I extend my apologies to you, dear sister. At the same time, I sincerely hope that you can answer your stupid little brother's little question"

"Eight years ago."

Irene turned her head, looked at the night scene outside the dark glass, and answered quietly. "20 years ago, we came here."

"Twenty years ago." Jando nodded thoughtfully. "That very famous purge, wasn't it?"

"Yes."

"That was really fun."

Jando smiled again. "70.00% of the population of Quintus disappeared in that purge, and I remember how I felt when I read this record in the family library. I hate that I wasn't there."

"Do you think you'll survive?"

Lena Sklewok sneered, her face full of disdain, and she never let go of any chance that might hit Jando Sklewok.

"One of the six houses permanently expelled in that purge was the Rohars. You don't really think you can outwit any Rohars in the art of the blade, do you?"

"No, Lena. I never thought about it that way. In fact, if I could have been there and died, I would have been willing."

Jando didn't taunt her this time, but shook his head quite calmly.

He raised his head and looked at the sunroof on the roof.Lena stared at him, not quite sure what this blood relative, always arrogant, was up to.

Later, she saw that Jando's expression was becoming more and more melancholy.

Suddenly, Lena felt a chill, and this wasn't the first time she couldn't understand Jando's behavior.

"You really should belong to Shattertooth, or Silverwing Carrion Jandor, you are not worthy to be with us at all." Lena said disgustedly.

"maybe."

Jando Sklewok looked at her and nodded noncommittally. "I allow your stupidity, Lena."

"You—" Lena jumped up from the seat and rushed towards Gendo.At this moment, Irene turned her head.

In her sight, a triumphant smile slowly blossomed on Jando's mouth, and Lena's anger was evident on her face.

However, for some reason, in this tense situation that had happened many times before, Irene Sklevok felt a kind of panic that came from nowhere for the first time.

The next second, she got an answer she didn't want.

"boom--!"

With a loud bang, the Iron Pride of the Scolewalker family was forced to stop in place by some kind of force. At this moment, there was still a full 8000 meters away from the first sentry post of the Glory Warlord.

Its heavy wheels are still turning, rubbing black marks on the road that the workers spent their lives repairing.But it was no longer possible to move forward even a meter.

Irene Scholewok can attest to this.On the wrist of her left hand, something was humming with a low and rapid sound at the moment.

That's a warning of broken engines.

Inside the carriage, people turned on their backs.Jando and Lena fell together, but they were not in a hurry to fight. Instead, they looked at their eldest sister who fastened their seat belts and was sitting on the leather seat.

Elena ignored them.She unbuckled the seat belt gently and quickly, and pressed the armrest on the right side of the seat, and the heavy metal door connecting the passenger compartment and the front compartment was opened.

Behind the door were forty private soldiers holding weapons and wearing pitch-black armor.

Irene stood up and exchanged glances with the leader among them.

With a light nod, the private soldiers untied the restraint belts at their waists one after another, and the doors on both sides of the front carriage opened spontaneously, and they immediately walked down.

Then the heavy doors close again, as does the link between the passenger compartment and the front compartment.

The whole process was quiet, fast, and chilling.

Seeing this scene, Jando couldn't help whistling, squinted his eyes and said, "Father didn't tell me that Iron Pride is so big. Can it actually seat so many people?"

"Some things, you have to be qualified to know, for example, it doesn't even need a driver."

Elena looked at her younger brother, her eyes had become cold. "Stop talking nonsense and get ready, Jando. And you, Lena."

As she spoke, she rolled up the sleeve of her left hand.On that pale wrist, there was a small silver bracelet.Irene pressed it a few times, and the four seats in the passenger compartment folded up spontaneously, revealing the weapons.

Jando whistled again, this time, with surprise on his face.

"So many automatic guns? Are they all high-end products from Prime?"

Lena snorted coldly, pushed him away and stood up, came to the seat, picked out a weapon, and said in a cold voice: "Shut up, Jando, and start—"

"—Spot the target, open fire!"

A sharp shout from outside the car interrupted Lena's words, followed by a burst of intense gunfire roaring.

At this moment, the thirty automatic guns handcrafted by the craftsmen of Prim's Hive City erupted so loudly that human eardrums could hardly bear it.Whether it was Jando or Lena, they all frowned, but Elena remained indifferent.

However, only she knew how fast her heart was beating at the moment.

what is happening?Why do I feel so flustered?
"Cease fire, cease fire!" shouted the commander of the private soldiers. "The reserve fire team is on alert, and the rest change bombs! Find him!"

"he?"

Gendo raised an eyebrow and made a joke. "Our attacker is only one person? I thought it was a rocket attacking the Iron Pride."

"Shut your mouth, Gendor," Irene said softly. "Pick up the gun."

"Why, elder sister?"

"Pick up the gun and be quiet."

While saying that, Irene raised her head and looked at the ceiling of the passenger compartment.

Although Gendo asked for an explanation, his body picked up an automatic gun before he could.

He stood side by side with Lena, and both followed Irene to look at the ceiling of the carriage.They didn't know why Irene did what she did, but they wanted to know the answer.

Then, they know.

Above the sunroof on the roof, there was a dark figure staring coldly at the three people below.

Jando raised his gun suddenly - the next second, the figure disappeared in an instant.

In the passenger compartment, no one spoke, only silence began to spread.Acid rain fell on the skylight, quickly hitting the windows that can withstand the fire of powerful guns at close range.They were smashed to pieces, but they went on and on, without complaint or regret.

Irene raised her hand, cold sweat streaked across her forehead.

She pressed the bracelet on her left hand, then raised it to her lips, and said softly, "Pay attention to the surroundings and the roof of the car, Helmut. Is there only one attacker?"

"Honorable Irene Scoleworker, we see only a shadow."

"Continue to be on guard. I will contact the Glory Warlords and ask them to rush to support." Irene said so, and at the same time pressed a scarlet button on the armrest of her seat that had not been folded.

The Scolewalkers have never been short of emergency measures.

"Obey, my lord Irene Sklewok!"

Outside the car, Helmut's voice sounded again.He roared through the stern rain and the rising wind: "You heard me! Stay alert, stay alert—"

"--boom!"

The carriage shook violently.

"Fire! Fire!"

"He's got Commander Helmut!"

Jando's cheek twitched, and he murmured a curse in a cold sweat amidst the eerie chaos that had come.

"The Scolewalkers will crush you, Raider! It doesn't matter who stands behind you!"

Commander Helmut's voice sounded from Irene's bracelet, with obvious hatred and anger.But the attacker didn't say a word, allowing Helmut to continue threatening and cursing, and he kept a strange silence.

Irene took a deep breath, intending to use Helmut's life to test the attacker and get possible information.However, her plan fails completely before it even gets started.

Accompanied by Helmut's sudden scream, a slight sound of flesh and blood tearing began to resound in the passenger compartment, continuously.

On the road around the city at midnight, there were miserable howls hovering over the heads of all the people from the Scolewalker family.

"Damn." Jando's cheek twitched again. "What's the matter, my eldest sister?"

Elena didn't answer, and the next minute was a minute that made them all feel difficult and tormented.

Time passed slowly, but no one spoke any more.Jando and Lena could hear the small breathing of the private soldiers outside the carriage, and the sound of raindrops falling on their heads, but Irene never said a word, staring at her bracelet in silence.

Then--

There was a burst of singing sounded from the other end of the bracelet.

Low, long, with obvious gloom.The tune is soft, but it feels like a knife blade is rubbing against the delicate skin of the neck.

"Your Excellency." Irena spoke slowly. "No matter how much other families pay, Sklewok can pay you ten times."

The singing continued.

"In Nostramo, we are the most affluent. Our relationship spreads all over the five hive cities. Your Excellency, it is too late for you to stop now."

The singing stopped.

However, the voice on the other side of the communication channel of the wristband did not speak, just laughed in a low voice.The rain curtain was rustling, the wind was blowing, he smiled, his voice gradually faded from the distance
Lena, who was stiff all over, asked after a short silence: "...Is he gone?"

"boom!"

The heavy knock sounded suddenly, and cracks were created on the solid window glass behind Lena, which also made her tremble and fall to the ground.Jando didn't take the opportunity to laugh at her, but looked over there with a pale face.

Just now, he saw a dark ghost flash past.

Then, outside the passenger compartment, the private soldiers roared again.

"He's by the car! Fire!"

"Damn it, where are people?!"

"Keep firing, keep firing! The reserve fire team is on alert!"

"Found you, bastard! Try. What?! No, no!"

"There he is! He killed A-7! He, he, he cut him—!"

"No, he's here with me!"

Chaos came quietly and exploded without warning.The madness spread with it, and the gunfire kept roaring, even from the reserve fire team.Everyone is pulling the trigger frantically, however, this cannot hide the fact.

The gunfire is getting weaker and weaker, but the screams are getting more and more.

The gust of wind and rain whizzed by, and dead silence began to crawl in the carriage.

Jando's hands began to tremble, and he stared at the nearly broken window glass. Under the soft yellow light in the passenger compartment, he could clearly see the muddy rainwater spreading in from the cracked glass.

But there was blood, too, spilling from above the window.

Gendo looked up slowly and saw a corpse.It appeared on the skylight without warning, and no one noticed when it appeared.

Its hands and feet were all gone, and its bullet-resistant helmet was also removed.Its face was pressed against the skylight, and its dark and lifeless eyes were fixed on Jando.

He stared at it.

Three seconds later, Jando fell to the ground with trembling legs.

"Sister." He called out tremblingly.

"I saw it."

Irene replied slowly, her face paler than ever since she was born.Then, she raised her left hand: "Commander Helmut confirms the death in action, and the soldiers of Skelevok, report the casualties to me."

Panting——Heavy panting came from the other end of the bracelet: "Soldier A-1 will inherit the post of commanding officer Irene Sklevok in succession. We suffered heavy casualties, and there are only nine of us left."

"How is this possible?!" Lena, who had been slumped on the ground for a while, roared. "How could it be possible that forty Scolevoker soldiers—"

"—shut your mouth, Lena."

Irene looked back with a gloomy expression. She turned around and finally took out an automatic gun from the small arms storage under the seat.

She deftly checked and removed the magazine, inspected the inside of the magazine, and loaded it immediately.She lifted it up with a standard posture, and then slowly backed away until she reached the thick door connecting the passenger compartment and the front compartment, and she just stopped.

"Listen to everything I say next, soldiers of the Scolevoker family. There are only nine of you left, and you have suffered heavy casualties, yes."

"However, the Scolewalker family will not forget your sacrifice. The families of all the victims will be properly taken care of, and your children will be eligible to become private soldiers, so... you know what to do."

"As ordered!"

The soldier A-1 who took over the position of commander roared: "You have all heard the words of the honorable Irene Sklewok! We will die for Sklewk!"

"Yeah, I heard that too."

A deep voice resounded in the rain curtain, it penetrated the rain curtain and the carriage, carrying boundless coldness, as if crossing the boundary between life and death, it was chilling down the spine.

"Then, I will grant you the death you desire, Commander A-1."

"He's up ahead! Go—"

"No! Commander!"

"No, please—!"

The last shrill scream pierced the night, and it hadn't even been more than 6 minutes since the attack started.In the carriage, the three people had different expressions, but all of them were pale.

"Your Excellency." Irene spoke again with difficulty, trying to make the last attempt.However, the assailant didn't let her do so.

"boom!"

A loud noise sounded again, and the right side of the carriage was hit by a huge force, which was so strong that they could hardly stand.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Five consecutive beeps came from the right side of the passenger compartment.One after another, one by one, one by one.The solid surface of this time-honored vehicle that has been with the Scolewalker family for more than 220 years has gradually begun to bulge inward.

Then on the raised metal, a blade pierced in gently and slowly.Metal friction sounded slowly, and the blade spun easily like cutting butter, but in just a few seconds, a huge circle appeared.

Jando's breath began to tremble. As Irene said, he didn't know many secrets of the Pride of Iron, but he knew one thing.

The shell of Iron Pride is made by mixing a small amount of fine gold.

"Thorn."

Accompanied by a piercing light sound, the metal circle that was cut out on the metal carriage was slowly 'pushed' away, and the round heavy metal fell on the expensive carpet, creating a dull sound. echo.

The incandescent lights from outside the highway rushed in, and along with it came the stench of acid rain and the smell of blood so strong that it almost drowned people alive.

Then—they saw a figure in a cloak standing among the corpses on the ground, staring at this side.

Under the hood, a faint blue light is blooming.

"Clap."

"Ah!" Lena screamed nervously.

Little did she know that the voice was coming from the former Commander Helmut in the skylight overhead.His mutilated body slipped from the skylight due to the torrential rain, and Lena could have noticed this well if it had been placed 10 minutes ago.

But, now, she wasn't Lena Scholewok, she was just a captive caught in the grip of fear.

But at this moment, she was far more than the only one captured by fear in the car.

Otherwise, why didn't anyone shoot?

"Shh, when someone else is about to say something, you should be quiet."

Soft and long hisses pierced through the rain, the wind howled, and a soft voice sounded.

"Run, then, sons of the Scolevokers."

"Get out of that precious car and run in the filthy acid rain. I want your noble lungs to breathe the stinky air of the lower hive, and I want your pale skin to be burned by the acid rain"

"I want you to feel the pain."

"I'll kill you, but not now. Torment is always fun, scions of the Scraywalkers."

He laughed lowly, the incandescent lamp was misty in the rain and fog.

"The support you called is almost here. For the next twelve hours, you can run, hide, or try to resist. But, I want you to remember one thing."

The black shadow took a step forward slowly, and just this one step made Lena's screams intensify, and Jando raised her head in horror, and Irene could hardly keep standing.

Immediately afterwards, he slowly raised his right hand, a tattoo looming under the silver blade close to his wrist.

"A spirit of vengeance has come for you."

When the voice fell, he disappeared.

Inside the carriage, silence began to spread.The smell of blood came out, mixed with the stench and the cold air blown in by the strong wind.Jando breathed heavily, which he needed to recover his emotions.

He turned his head and glanced at Lena, who was still in fear, and instinctively wanted to ease his fear by laughing at her, and exude the joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe.

However, at this moment, a cold exhalation came from his ear.

"Run." A cold voice ordered.

Five seconds later, there were three screams in the carriage, and three figures rushed out, running wildly in the filthy acid rain created by them alone.

Behind them, there was a deep and wild laughter resounding through the night.

　Update suddenly.

　　Adjust the update time, it should be earlier tomorrow.

　　In addition, this chapter is based on the author's personal experience.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)