Chapter 522 Spraying Pesticides
"Ah." The priest groaned, his mouth slightly open, looking a little dull, and it seemed that the previous madness had nothing to do with him.
"What did you inject?" Lin Fan asked Perturabo and got an unexpected answer.
Perturabo shook the needle in his hand and said very melancholy, "This is a specialty of a demon planet in the Eye of Terror. This planet is full of dead creatures. These bones are collected and processed, bound to unknown souls and finely ground, and the hallucinogens produced are of excellent quality."
"This sounds like something like drugs."
"I have become a demon? Do you think I still care about these?"
"What about its effects?"
"It can make people see hallucinations, the dream he wants to realize most, that's all."
Perturabo's tone was a little heavy when he said this. Lin Fan saw that Perturabo was not interested and did not continue to ask.
As Perturabo said, the priest was stunned for a while and then began to giggle. It was a simple and joyful laugh, with a hint of excited crying. I don't know what this priest wanted to see in his heart.
"Okay, this ship is like this. You Eldars will always have a way to lock these guys up. I'll go to the next ship with this brat to have a look."
Perturabo dragged Lin Fan away quickly. Before Lin Fan left, he also put down the coffin on his back.
The coffin with the appearance of the Iron Maiden was opened, and inside was Bashar, the captain of the Third Company of the Sharkless, who was fixed tightly by various instruments.
This Bashar fell into a deep sleep and knew nothing about the situation outside.
Iverene asked the Death Army to control this strike cruiser and gathered the remaining mortals on the ship together to guard it.
The mortal servants and Sharkless warriors were placed in the most spacious hall of the ship. There were statues of space warriors and holy statues symbolizing the Emperor. It looked like a place for prayer and worship.
The mortal servants were imprisoned together in cages made of spirit bones, and Ivrene also prepared a certain amount of clean water and food for them.
As for the control of the sharks, it was more stringent. The spirit bones were like the silk webs spit out by spiders, entangled with the bodies of each shark warrior.
The mortals watched the Death Army control the shark warriors in the spirit bone prison, and they thought about their own fate in fear.
They remembered how the Dark Eldar raiders burned, killed and looted on the warships, and left bloody slaughter art under each monitoring device to intimidate the survivors.
Although the costumes of these aliens were very different from those of the Dark Eldar, they could not tell what the alien armor could represent.
"There is hatred and fear in their eyes." Visage approached Ivrene and stood behind her.
"That's why I didn't bring the people from Gomor out. They will stimulate these humans, even if they have no ill intentions."
"No." Visage looked at Ivrene's back and scanned Ivrene's delicate body with an imperceptible look.
There was a trace of admiration and dissatisfaction in his eyes.
This complex look was well covered by his bishop's helmet. Ivreni just turned back calmly and looked into Visage's eyes, wanting to hear what he would say next.
"We shouldn't be so tolerant of humans. You know that their nature is xenophobic. You have also seen how those humans called man-eating sharks want to kill us."
"I know." Ivreni was not surprised by Visage's remarks. This mentor on her path of learning has always been wary of humans, which is good and bad for the Death God Army.
"Maybe you don't know, you are too obedient to him, you look like his servant. A little pet that does whatever he wants!"
"That's too much Visage." Ivreni was very dissatisfied with Visage's tone. She stared at Visage coldly, and the long blade was ready to be unsheathed.
"We should have gone to look for the Ark instead of dealing with human affairs here."
"We asked him for help, this was just a small episode on our way."
"But you didn't say a word of protest! When he decided to help the human fleet, you were silent. Imagine if Gomo's raiding group didn't leave suddenly, but sent a message to us, what would you choose? Help him kill his own people? Hmm?"
Vissach's questioning made Iverene unable to resist. She was indeed glad that the unknown conspiracy group left. If a fight really broke out, she didn't know how to appease the unity of the Death Army.
"But... what can we do?" Ivrene sighed deeply, she looked at Visage seriously, "What can we do if we resist? You saw it in Gomor, he is definitely not an ordinary person. There is a Primarch accompanying him, so there is no need to say more. Behind him are the Emperor and the Lord of Desire. What can I do? Besides, the Crone Sword was also handed to me by him from the Lord of Desire. He is also trying his best to eliminate the contradictions between humans and the Eldar."
Ivrene paused, she hoped Visage could understand the helplessness in her words. She also remembered that when she and Lin Fan talked alone, he had accurately evaluated the Eldar.
"You don't understand what an alliance is. Helping each other is so unfamiliar in your culture, so you always use the topic of honor and racial superiority to cover up your problem of not being good at alliance."
Perhaps Visage is worried about this point. He said that the Eldar are superior to humans and are more worthy of being the master of the universe and the center of the alliance. In fact, it is to cover up the fragility of their alliance.
It is not a shame to cooperate with a master who can communicate with the Lord of Desire and take the leading position.
It's just that Lin Fan does not have full control over a xenophobic empire. Getting too close to the current humans will put the remaining Eldar at great risk.
Visage still remembers that the alliance treaty in Gomor was limited to a few insiders. Compared with the human empire as a whole, this alliance agreement is equivalent to waste paper.
Visage sighed painfully and gave Everene sincere advice, "We should plan ahead. Destiny must be in our hands, not begging for his mercy and compassion. If he changes one day, we are just lambs to be slaughtered and fish on the chopping board."
"He." Everene closed her eyes, recalling Lin Fan's promise to her and his vision of the alliance.
Everene finished her recollection, she opened her eyes and looked at Visage firmly, speaking word by word.
"Maybe the human race is not worth fighting for, but that doesn't mean his ideals are not worth fighting for. He is willing to believe in me unconditionally, so I am willing to believe in him unconditionally, it's that simple."
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