Chapter 437

While soshyan was mobilizing for the war, the transport ship carrying six scouts had returned to the airport of hell iris. However, when Huron sent someone to meet him, he found that there was no living person on the transport ship, only mumbling servants.

Finally, the chaos star Knights found the captain and officers on the bridge, but they had been skinned and nailed to the bulkhead to form a double headed eagle,

And below them, there is a line written in blood.

[the traitor will die in disgrace]

"What does that mean?"

Looking at this tragic scene, Huron lost his smile.

"It means..."

His deputy, the wizard Lord Garon sulette, who was born as a talker, opened his mouth, took the data board found by the soldiers and thought.

"It means some kind of malice."

Huron looked down at the planet devastated by the sub space wind through the wide soft crystal porthole of the transport ship, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"The style of this star Knight... Is not like the Imperial battle regiment at all, but close to the bastards of the eighth Legion."

"But depending on the situation, faith Freddy, they should have been destroyed or captured."

"This is not surprising."

Huron went to the eagle emblem made of the body and looked at it with appreciation.

"Even if it starts with such a mistake or accident, it is now completely unforgivable, but I won't waste too much power on them. It's not worth it."

Huron immediately summoned the communication officer with a gesture.

"Issue a hunting order to hunt all ships from the Nathan system."

"What is our goal?"

Asked Garon sulette.

"This move is enough to show that the vicious theocracy and Goliath must be in their hands, otherwise they will never do such a provocative act... But since they have done it, things will not end so easily. I want them to die together with their planet in mourning. I want them to be cursed by their own people and curse them for bringing bad luck, but not for them A chance to ambush and bite me back. "

Huron smiled cruelly, and his huge metal claws slowly crossed the line on the bulkhead.

"Trying to provoke me? Trying to design an ambush that fools would fall for? I'm not the green skin of Freon."

"So, it's a personal grudge?"

The wizard smiled with an undisguised smile.

"Of course... I'll kill him, I'll torture him myself, slowly."

At this time, a heretical mechanical priest who was checking the bridge console suddenly made a surprised voice.

"Holographic projection, signal from far away... How is this possible?"

As soon as Huron walked away, he walked past him and walked towards the holographic projection platform.

"Connect it."

When Huron stepped on the holographic projection platform, a burst of light immediately bent and surged in front of him, and many images formed and disappeared, reappeared and faded, just like light spots on film.

Then a figure suddenly appeared there, the same size as a real person, facing Huron.

He was wearing silver gray power armor, his face was shrouded by a helmet, and other bodies crowded around him. It was a group of incomplete virtual shadows that could not distinguish any details.

"Good morning, leader of the battle of Huron, the guardian of the vortex."

The smile in the voice was obvious, and his calls easily aroused Huron's anger.

"Ah, this should be the commander of soshiyang war? Good morning, I just decided to open your belly."

Even though his chest was burning with anger, Huron still smiled and even answered softly.

"Tut Tut, you lost your temper. Great, respected and loyal, commander Truff Huron was angry. It's really scary."

The frivolous tone of the other party once again made Huron suspicious. It didn't look like an Imperial war leader at all.

On the contrary, it is more like some chaotic starfighters, such as Huron's most hated eighth Legion.

"You're not soshyan. I don't know who you are, but your tone annoys me, so I'll open your chamber, peel your skin and cut your head."

"The threat really made me tremble. If only you had the courage to say that to the Minotaur and the cannibal sharks in Barbuda, they might be afraid."

"You've been trying to annoy me."

Huron's voice was almost whisper.

"What are you thinking? What are you going to do? Let me guess? There are only more than twenty poor people left in your regiment. You stole what you shouldn't have stolen. You were found by the owner, just like a thief shivering in a dilapidated house."

"It's not theft, it's robbery. It's the way the strong dominate the weak, don't you think?"

"Your words are as ridiculous as your power."

"As ridiculous as you think you can do something?"

"We have nothing to argue about, you maggot."

Huron plans to end this meaningless curse war, because the technical sage can't track the other party's signal source at all, and his mouth doesn't seem to be as powerful as the other party.

"I just want you to know that I will pull your hearts out, I will put your heads in spears, and I will crush your planet."

The man in the shadow raised his head slightly. Even through his helmet, Huron could feel the other party as if he were smiling.

"Then come and we will treat you well, just like the wild dogs you sent."

At this time, the shadows behind each other became clear.

They were six bodies nailed to the cross. They were almost devastated. They didn't have a piece of intact skin. Some of them even had their eyes and ears cut off. The worst one was also Huron's capable subordinate.

In the picture, faith Freddy's limbs are cut off, his eyes and mouth are sewn up, and his chest is nailed into a metal eagle emblem.

Huron unconsciously took a step towards the holographic shadow, as if he were going to knock it to the ground or break each other's neck.

"Star knight, you have made a serious mistake."

"Oh, really?"

The light hissed.

"When you join them, it's not a mistake."

"Do you think I care about them? No! I never care about losers! Deal with them casually. This is even my punishment for them, but remember, your end will only be worse than them!"

With that, he tore the imaging instrument with one claw.

After a blur, the picture disappeared, leaving only the other party's crazy laughter echoing in the bridge.

No one spoke, and no one dared to stimulate Huron at this time.

After more than ten minutes, Huron's violently undulating chest slowly calmed down.

"Master, these puppet emperor running dogs must want to provoke you and let you attack recklessly. Maybe there will be an ambush somewhere -"

"It won't be like this."

Huron shook his head and interrupted the wizard.

"It's not like this... It's so obvious that children can see it. They don't want to annoy me."

Another look at the eagle emblem on the wall made Huron smile ferociously.

"In the face of an enemy countless times stronger than them, they repeatedly want to provoke each other. Is this suicide really what they want? Maybe I thought so before, but now I don't think so. It's only a week since the transport ship started. The empire can't assemble a fleet enough to fight us in such a short time."

"Master, you mean..."

"They want my mind to be as simple as you, frightened by the imaginary ambush, cautious and cautious, so as to get more time to live."

"This... Is indeed possible."

"True or false, false or true, they want to delay time. Do they think they are smart?"

Huron grinned.

"Then they have to be well prepared to 'receive' us."