40k: Midnight Blade.

Chapter 307 27. Interlude: Sons of Aurelion

Angel Tai could no longer remember how many believers he had killed. It didn't matter, he didn't bother to remember anyway.

He waved the sword, and flesh and blood flew everywhere, but not a drop of blood fell to the ground through the sword's edge. All the blood was swallowed up. The sword provided by Larhe was as ominous as it itself.

He had been killing for at least six hours, and the believers didn't even flinch.The Word Bearers are familiar with the kind of fanaticism in their eyes. For these people, being killed by him is probably a blessing.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why they would come to die laughing and praying.Angel Tai doesn't like this feeling, but unfortunately, whether he likes it or not doesn't stop the believers from continuing to die.

After all, they have 'faith'.

+They will drown you+ the shadow named Lalhe whispered in his mind. +You have no armor, you are cold, hungry, and alone.Fortunately, you still have me, partner, you have me to thank for this. +
"First, I'm not cold, and I'm not hungry." Angel Tai replied during the killing break. "Second, I will thank you, but not now. How far away am I from them?"

+Soon, if they're not dead or crazy. You slept too long, mate. + Ralhe replaced the serious answer with a cold chuckle.

This should have been irritating, but the Word Bearers were unusually patient with it, even though he had no idea what Lal'h was.

He continued to swing his sword, cutting five or six believers in half who rushed toward him like crazy. Blood spattered, but the shadows on the sword blade surged to swallow them all.He walked and killed all the way, standing as firmly as a reef in the sea of ​​​​people.

+They will literally drown you. + Lalhe continued to speak, his voice soft, with a moist temperature, as sticky as the mist formed by blood.

+ Look at their number, partners, at least one world. You are making an enemy of an entire world. Although they are not hostile to you, even if they are killed by you, they will die with joy.But you will kill until you are weak. +
"I won't." Angel Tai replied coldly. "At least not until I find my brothers, and then they will continue to kill in my place. These people do not deserve to stand in the ruins of a perfect city."

+What you said is really interesting. Aren’t these people the same kind as you? +
"If we change places——"

Angel Tai stretched out his left hand, clenched his fist and broke the neck of a believer. He also grabbed him and threw him out, clearing a path for himself.

"-I'd be happy to answer that for you, but I'm busy right now, Lalhe."

+So, do you need more help? +
As these words were whispered by the shadow in a soft tone that was wet with blood, the world in front of Angel Tai also slowed down.

The pain that surged up in the back of his neck was no longer a gentle gnawing, but a real bone-gnawing pain.Something was roaming deep in his bones, the pain was intense, but the rewards were amazing.

The movements of the believers were already shockingly slow in his eyes, and now they have turned into almost motionless stone statues.Angel Tai subconsciously swung the blade, and the shadow suddenly surged out. The original blade turned into a strange thing like a tentacle.

All the believers it passed along its path were dismembered in an instant, and Angel Tai couldn't even see how it did it.Then, the world in front of him returned to normal again, and blood rained down, greedily licked up by the shadows.

Wild laughter sounded from the bottom of Angel Tai's heart, unprecedented, as if his true nature had been released.The Word Bearer was silent, and finally ran towards the cleared road.

He had no choice, he had to get to the others quickly.

+You just have to agree, mate+
Something called Lalhe whispered in his heart, with a chuckle, with the echo of a desire that had been fulfilled.

+How?This is an absolute good deal for you and you can get the help you need. +
how about you?Angel Tai asked silently while running.What do you get?
To this, the shadow responded with another burst of laughter, and it took a moment before it spoke again.

+So, you refused? +
"At least I wouldn't agree to it now."

Angel Tai ran up a mound and then jumped down, moving faster than running.He was so familiar with this place that he could clearly identify which path to take, even if it was just ruins.

After all, unlike most Word Bearers, he had wandered the ruins of the Perfect City.

He raised his head and glanced at a gray-white spire not far away.If Lalhe had not deceived him, then both the 'hermit' and Battusa Narek would be in this spire.

+But why? +
In the bottom of his heart, the whisper with the smell of blood and moist temperature sounded again. +Your refusal is unwise, mate.You need me, are you going to deny that? +
"My father Lorgar Aurelion once said, be wary of those who show up when you need help most. Their true colors may be extremely hateful."

+But I'm not human. +Shadow smiled again. +Do you know what I am, partner? +
"I don't want to know for the moment," Angel Tai replied casually.

+Really? +Lalhe sighed softly. +What a shame. +
It finally fell silent, and Angel Tai also enjoyed a moment of peace.

He ran across ruins and plains covered in thick ash, followed by large swathes of fervent believers.Even if they fell, were trampled, and caused a bloody series of accidents, they had no intention of stopping.

Not only that, there were many believers in front of him who heard the noise and wanted to intercept him - their purpose was not to make him stop, but to let him kill themselves.

Angel Tai could feel his teeth itching, and a feeling of hatred welled up in his heart.If possible, he really wanted the instigator to die without a burial place.
+Oh, your hatred+
Lalhe ended the silence thoughtfully, with a very strange voice, different from the previous enthusiasm or longing.This time, it sounded very quiet.

"What happened to my hatred?" Angel Tai asked.

+ So delicious.I have tasted a lot of things, including unwillingness, regret, and anger. Ah, partner, are you sure you don’t need more help?We'll get along very well. +
"No," Angel Tai said politely. "Thank you fucking man, now please be quiet, I'm going to get fucked by these people-"

He took a deep breath, lowered his shoulders, and pushed through the dozen or so people who formed a human wall in front of him.The sounds of broken bones and screams were endless, but what was more obvious was the sound of fanatical chanting.

The Word Bearer gritted his teeth, not daring to get up without stopping for fear of being grabbed by his ankles or other places.He ran wildly and continued towards the distant spire.

+What are you going to do to them? +
"Can you be quiet?"

+ I'd love to, mate, but I have to talk more. I'm going to be silent soon, he doesn't like me talking to him.What a shame, we could have been together for a long time, but the hatred you just showed was so delicious that I couldn't help but taste a little. +
"What? Who?" Angel Tai asked immediately, ignoring Larhe's strange remarks.

+Revenge and Hatred+ The shadow whispered back, his tone like a chant.

At the same time, a thunder suddenly sounded, creating large swaths of dark clouds in the gray-white sky of Perfect City.Along with the sound of thunder, a chill came from Angel Tai's hands.

He immediately looked down at his right hand and found that the sharp blade formed by the shadow was actually glowing with a cold blue light.He immediately began to ask Larhe what was going on, but the responsive voice chose to remain silent this time.

Some kind of whisper that was far deeper and more manic than thunder began to ring in his ears. The next second, with the radiance of spiritual energy, a person just emerged from the endless waves of air. He walked out and landed in front of him.Angel Tai stopped suddenly. Before he could speak, he saw the man raise his right hand.A series of psychic lightning descended from the dark clouds in an instant, cutting all those following Angel Tai into charcoal.

And those believers who survived and witnessed this scene actually recited the blasphemous scriptures in a stronger tone, and their enthusiasm did not diminish at all.

The Word Bearers shouted in shock, "Khalil?!"

"It's me," Khalil said. "It was hard to find you, Angel Tai."

He frowned, and the skull mask did not cover his face.The excessively pale skin was reflected into a dark blue color by the intense spiritual light in his eyes. Just standing in front of him, Angel Tai felt a coldness like a rapid loss of blood.

He had seen many psykers casting spells in the past, but none of them could suffocate him just by showing up like Khalil Lohars.

"How did you-?!"

"Now is not the time for that," Khalil replied, still frowning.Then he raised his hands.

Angel Tai saw a series of complex gestures. Not only that, he also heard some vague and continuous language from Khalil's mouth.

The suffocating feeling began to become more intense. The Word Bearer covered his neck and was about to fall to the ground. However, the shadow helped him at this time, providing him with a point of strength to keep him standing.

Then Khalil grabbed him, and with a strong sense of separation, they disappeared.Amidst the crackling sound of electricity, they appeared in a gray-white building again.

Khalil frowned and let go of him, while still not forgetting to pull off the shadow.The latter twisted a few times, fell into silence, and returned to the back of the armor to act as a cloak.

Angel Tai covered his forehead and groaned softly.He felt like his head was going to explode and everything he saw was spinning. So Khalil reached out again, grabbed him, and whispered a word.

It sounded like a command and a greeting.In an instant, the dizziness disappeared from the Word Bearer's mind.

"What?" Angel Tai instinctively spat out one word, and then more. "How, no, what, what's going on?"

"I found you, I cleared some of the pursuers, I teleported you to where you wanted to go, and I cleared up the sequelae of the teleportation for you."

Khalil answered these unspoken questions from Angel Tai calmly and step by step, but he still frowned, as if the crisis had not yet been resolved.

"Thank you, Instructor Khalil." After taking a second or two to clear his thoughts, Angel Tai raised his hand and barely expressed his gratitude in fluent Gothic. "But where are we now?"

"This is your concern," Khalil said. He turned around, his cloak sweeping the surroundings with far greater darkness than before, lighting up the dim interior with candles.

Angel Tai suddenly fell silent. He saw thousands of sarcophagi, each of which was extremely rough.

Marks belonging to the Word Bearers were devoutly imprinted on the surface of these coffins with crude strokes. Angel Tai could tell whose hand it was without guessing.

He closed his mouth, keeping his teeth clenched, his tongue pressed between the roof of his mouth, and his throat rolled a few times involuntarily.Khalil did not disturb him, but allowed him to walk to a coffin.

Angel Tai leaned down and tried to push the coffin away, but failed.Even with the power of the Astartes to do it, the sarcophagus remained motionless.So he gritted his teeth, pressed all his strength against the coffin itself, and made a second attempt.

This time, still no success.

"Things related to subspace cannot be inferred based on common sense, Angel Tai." Standing where he was, Khalil said coldly. "Your brothers were lost in the darkness just like you before them. It was Lorgar Aurelion who saved you."

The Word Bearer's head snapped back.

Khalil took a corner of the cloak, and it began to tremble. A few seconds later, a drop of golden blood hung upside down from the darkness, as weird as something that had sunk into the sea and was turned upside down under the influence of supernatural forces.

Angel Tai stared closely at the blood, and a sadness that transcended everything began to boil in his heart.He didn't reach out, but the blood began to fly toward him as if it was being pulled.

It blended into the center of his eyebrows without leaving any mark, and Angel Tai fell to his knees, with broken images beginning to emerge in front of his eyes.

"There is nothing more natural than a father's blood being shed for his son, Angel Tai."

"I have failed so far, but at least I can do one last thing and it will succeed."

Angel Tai's hands began to rub randomly on the ground. He should have shed tears, but he didn't.He gritted his teeth and did not let himself make any sound.

He closed his eyes, and the stunning golden light poured out from his hands and skin, dyeing his whole body golden. If you didn't look carefully, it seemed as if Lorgar Aurelion had arrived in person.Five seconds after the light came on, fine and continuous sounds of friction and breathing came from the sarcophagus in all directions.

It was as if the dead had awakened.

Khalil looked at this scene without mercy, raised his hand, and gave himself the skull face.

He doesn't need mercy.

Because this scene is anything but the collapse of the Son of Man.This scene is the rebirth of the son of Aurelion.

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