Chapter 789 The Forgotten Rebellion

++Who are you talking to? Brother? ++

Izara's synthesized voice dissipated all illusions and ended Khayon's relaxed laughter.

Khayon did not respond to his sister immediately. He looked back and saw only the cold light reflected by the cables and metal walls.

"Nothing."

++According to analysis, you are hiding something. ++

Khayon sighed, "I saw my friends, they are so real."

Izara did not dwell on Khayon's illusion for too long. She was still very curious about Nefertari's final fate. She clearly remembered that Khayon mentioned Nefertari's people.

"Oh, yes. Her people. Logically, this place is not suitable for her to survive. It is too close to their new god. However, for her, her people are much more dangerous than the new god. She may have committed some crimes. She didn't say it, and I don't need to dig into the details."

"She was captured by a noble family in Gomor. I led people to attack Gomor to rescue her. Abaddon was there. He did not stop my grief. He respected my persistence, encouraged and even admired my anger. He ordered the Black Legion to rush into the webway to support my crazy revenge. This is the embodiment of loyalty and the brotherhood we have lost for a long time."

"Finally, I found Nefertari in the collapsed spire. It was a structure similar to a nest. The aesthetics of the Gomor Dark Eldar were not much different. Maybe I couldn't figure out what the lines on the wall meant."

"She was hung upside down on the wall at the end of the bloodstain. Her pointed ears were cut off and hung on her neck with skin like headphones." Khayon's tone changed a little, which aroused Izara's concern.

++Brother.++

"The slightly curved eyes were turbid grayish white, the blue lips were torn off, I could see her teeth were pulled out one by one, and the eggs of poisonous insects were placed in the tooth sockets." Ka Yang seemed to be immersed in the past, and he was trembling with anger.

++Brother? Are you okay? ++

Izara called again.

"The black biochemical wings behind her were broken, piercing from the back to the front, her internal organs were hanging on the wings, her skin was transparent like a pool of water, and her long black hair pierced into the skin like needles, and went along the blood vessels to her heart." Ka Yang's clenched fist released psychic power uncontrollably.

++Brother! ++

Izara increased the volume, the sound vibrated in the cabin, and the buzzing sound hit the wall and fell back.

++I have already got what I want. ++

Izara's tone was pleading.

Ka Yang looked at Izara in the box, "Do you have anything else to ask?" This was more like an apologetic response than a question.

It was not pleasant to recall the ending of Nefertari. When her compatriots did not get any pleasure from torturing Nefertari, they understood the specialness of Nefertari. They sent Nefertari to the residence of the Blood Mercy and used research methods that were no different from torture to pry open the secret spell set by Khayon.

They may have gained something, or they may not have gained anything, but the result of the matter was so clear. The Blood Mercy, who had satisfied his desire for knowledge, was in a surprisingly good mood. He pushed out Nefertari's half-dead body and handed it over to the noble family for further trial.

Maybe Nefertari was tortured for a long time in this process, and then died weakly after the spell was extinguished.

Did she beg for mercy before she died? Did she call Khayon and expect him to save her? At the end of her life, would she resent her master's carelessness?

Pain tightly grasped Khayon's heart. He wanted to vent his anger but could only endure it silently in front of Izara.

Whenever Khayon thought of bits and pieces about his Blood Guard, these memories would pour out like a floodgate. Sometimes Khayon even felt that Nefertari was not dead, she was living beside him.

++So you followed Abaddon because he helped you? ++

"Abaddon and I don't owe each other anything." Khayon answered. He calculated very clearly that before becoming a member of the Black Legion, his identity was more like a mercenary. As long as he gave enough compensation, he could borrow his powerful psychic power, such as the automatic soldiers in his warship, which were the rewards for serving the Night Lords. They were taken from a warehouse of the Mechanicus.

Everything is marked with a price in the dark, even the Primarch and the Emperor.

"He helped me to avenge and help me to settle you. I helped him consolidate the position of the Legion and helped him kill countless villains. I followed him not because I owed him." Khayon continued, perhaps because he was about to leave his sister, he was particularly talkative now.

Izara also realized this, and her uneasiness and anxiety were released through the abnormal sound of the machine running, which was very light but Khayon heard it clearly.

++What are you doing for? There must be a purpose. ++

"Because Abaddon gave us a goal to live for, a purer future."

Izara did not respond, she needed time and more information to understand Khayon's words.

Khayon continued, "Too many of us narrowly regard ourselves as the descendants of our father, and poorly try to imitate the ambitions and beliefs of the primarch. We regard other paths as taboos, and we don't realize that in the eyes of the primarch we are just a bunch of garbage, just like the replicas of the World Eaters who were hit with the Butcher's Nail to please their Red Sand Father. They shouldn't do this."

"We have our own souls, not just the projection of the Creator across time and space. Under his leadership, we abandon the shadow of our unjust father, become brothers again, and strive to pursue our dreams instead of killing each other for the lost past. ”

"The empire finally restored peace after going through expeditions and purges. It was built on a foundation of ignorance and forgetfulness. The destructive war turned into a legend in just a few generations."

"The High Lords of Terra maintain their rule in the name of the Emperor, fabricating the lie that we are being sent to hell for the people under their rule. What they say is indeed true, the Eye of Terror does that to any living thing. Cruel, he doesn't know whether you are a follower of the Emperor or the Horus sect."

"The majestic Cadian Fortress world was originally just an outpost isolated from the world. There was no huge Imperial fleet cruising in the void, and the local people did not need to sacrifice themselves to the meat grinder of the Imperial Guard and become warriors destined to die."

"We were so busy killing each other, fighting for the few living places in the Eye of Terror, that we forgot about the Empire, and the Empire forgot about us. Only war and blood are remembered."