Chapter 761 204 Conrad's Specialty

Chapter 761 204. Conrad’s specialty

(Slaanesh warning, abuse warning, please watch at your own discretion.)

You know how to please yourself.

The Lord of the Night, the son of sin, the one who is crazy about fate, the vvvvip user of Comoros pleasure venue, the madman who was once humiliated by the emperor——

Conrad Coates.

How much he loved all of this, with his sharp claws piercing the layer between skin and flesh, and smelling the fishy smell at the tip of his nose. As early as on Nostramo, he readily accepted this unique hobby.

Initially, he would use this as a matter of justice to persuade himself to accept this madness and cruelty.

And now - he does it just for pleasure!

Since this is your nature, why try to escape it? Even though there was the risk of falling into the abyss, Conrad was convinced that the dog chain tied around his neck at that time was so strong——

If he took drugs in Comorragh and was dragged away by Slaanesh, the stingy Emperor Malcador would also forcefully grab his leash and pull him back.

And after Slaanesh was killed by Pluto and the God of Death - that was even more sinful! Let yourself indulge in the sweet smell of fish and red, otherwise Slaanesh’s death would have been in vain!

Like Mortarion, after thousands of years the primarchs have more or less learned to let go of some things, either themselves or others.

Conrad let himself go.

If the Primarch had learned the proverb from the mysterious east of ancient Terra, then he would have understood his current state - "Do as you please and do not exceed the rules."

What trouble could a poor Primarch under the surveillance of the Imperium cause?

Conrad smashed his mouth, and under Conrad's influence, the Night Lord was good at torturing prisoners, not to mention that Conrad went to Commorragh to improve his skills.

With the fall of the Dark Eldar, perhaps no one in the world knows the art of torture better than Konrad Curze.

The anxious voice of the cub rang across the communication channel. The Tau defense forces were arriving, leaving the original body one minute.

The legion does not plan to have frequent head-on conflicts with the Tau. They are not those stupid Death Guards. Countless bats are flying in the streets and alleys. Under the blessing of night, the dim alleys are their home ground.

One step, another.

Conrad stepped calmly on the moaning blue-skinned Tau. None of them were dead yet. On the contrary, they were all alive, and it was obvious to the naked eye that they would not die quickly.

But something wasn't quite right about them.

These Tau tribes, which are usually described as "one", became "one" at this moment. The original body and his offspring used some kind of "numerology". During Conrad's singing, the Night Lords grasped Inhabited by tau after tau, plucking soft and fragile flesh from the hard battle shell.

Then sew them all up one by one.

These Tau were crowded together in this alley, their bodies turning into living carpets under Conrad's feet. Their expressions were horrified, and the feel of their feet made Conrad feel like he was stepping on some kind of half-fermented dough. There will be the sound of bones cracking and the muffled sounds of pain from the Tau—

The Night Lords sewed all the mouths of these Tau so that they could continue to work listening to Conrad's song instead of just hearing the screams of the Tau.

After all, these usually pleasant screams pale in comparison to the Primarch's song.

On the high pile of live titanium pigs, Conrad hummed casually. The Lord of the Night sat on the pile of titanium, swinging his feet from time to time. He caught a frightened Tau tribe and was very patient. The living body is dehydrated, skinned, and then sewn together with its companions to build a work of art.

The Primarch looked at his sons from time to time. At his feet, under the shadow of the Night Lord, the Night Lords were working diligently and were in need of high mobility. Therefore, the Legion did not carry servitors, which meant that they You have to do the fine work yourself.

Anyone who has met Mortarion in person knows that death is not the end.

Therefore, Conrad knew that the pain and torture of living is the real hand that destroys the soul.

No one wants to embarrass themselves in front of the original body, but sewing living carpets and walls is indeed a technical job. A qualified Night Lord needs to first inject a potion to stimulate the life-support system of the Tau to ensure that it can survive the following. process.

After injecting the medicine, they will first roughly seal the vocal organs of these Tau people. Unfortunately, these Tau people have no hair. For a particular Night Lord, this step is usually done with the hair of the person concerned. Threaded.

Then they will crush the Tau's limbs and break them, turning these blue-skinned limbs into soft strips——

Because the order of the original body today is to make a low carpet close to the floor, which means that they do not need to use the bones of the limbs to support and structure the space.

Generally, the Night Lords will use their hands in this step, and the more sophisticated battle brothers will take out some torture tools for crushing. They are usually two pieces of thick metal sandwiched together, something like a sandwich. The sandwich is not filled and needs to be filled. The enemy's limbs were stuffed inside.

It is also engraved with the prayers of the state religion and the underworld religion. These concave inscriptions can allow bleeding caused by accidental work to flow out, and also play a role in preventing chaos.

Then comes dehydration, or bleeding. This step can be done quickly or slowly, but due to the requirements of the original body, today's carpet production is all about quick removal.

Konrad did not ask for the use of blood and liquids. The original body kindly allowed his cubs to spray the captives' bodily fluids, blood, excrement, it didn't matter. Konrad was not particular about hygiene.

Blood splattered on the ground, and the ground was specially washed before the carpet was laid. Outside the streets and alleys, fire exploded from time to time, and another Fire Caste team that came to support was captured.

Then these little guys with red shells will be dragged into dark alleys, shelled, and sewn, no matter how they hold the ground with their three-fingered hands - after all, five human fingers will still be dragged by the Night Lords. Tow and drag.

Then I saw the hell-like temporary carpet workshop, with blood and feces splashing everywhere, and the bone residue and organs discharged from some processes were mixed with the knee-deep viscous liquid, giving off a stench.

Maybe Mortarion would be happy to see this, since that guy likes smelly things anyway.

Conrad thought indifferently that after dehydrating and processing the limbs, the Night Lords would also need to remove some unnecessary organs from these titans to make them flatter and more suitable for being trampled.

Then inject them with a few more doses.

As usual, the production of a living group carpet usually involves engraving quotes from the state religion and the Hades religion on the captives, as well as an additional surprise and torture step, but because they are in a hurry recently, they have to skip this step.

Even so, the Night Lords would use scarlet tattoos to leave words on the faces of these Tau at will, sometimes praising the Emperor, sometimes simply swearing - it didn't matter, the Emperor himself didn't say anything.

These squirming flat masses of flesh were then sewn together, for this carpet would be trodden upon by the Primarch, so that each titanium's face should be turned upwards, so that they looked to the sky in horror.

Stitch after stitch, the living creatures piled together, squeezing each other in fear, squirming like maggots. The Night Lords did not destroy most of their muscle fibers for the sake of the rug's mobility.

The juices discharged from the previous process leached out from the blue meat strips and blue meat strips that were sewn tightly together. Coupled with the movement of these titans, Conrad felt like he was stepping on a seeping boat from time to time.

[The sun is about to rise~Sin hides in the shadow of the night~Run, run, naughty children. 】

Conrad hummed softly, and the Night Lords who stood on both sides of the street and saluted him slowly disappeared into the shadows and disappeared again.

The fire and explosions in the distance were getting closer and louder.

One kick, and another, and this kick landed on a titanium face, causing its face to sink and its eyeballs to retract.

If he were a human, Conrad would hear the even more pleasant sound of his nose bones breaking.

These skills of the Night Lords were not suddenly pointed out after meeting Tau - but now that Guilliman, Vulkan and Hades have returned, Conrad does not want to cause trouble for himself and his legion.

He didn't want to argue with them, nor did he want to be beaten with a hammer by Vulkan, and his whole body suffered comminuted fractures, or be imprisoned by Guilliman for thousands of years, or be imprisoned by the smiling Hades. Use the black field to imprison and place torture.

Conrad stepped onto the carpet step by step. On the titanium pile in the middle of the street, a huge cross had already been erected, and the material used to splice the cross together was the Fire Caste's battle uniform.

Hmm...should he penetrate me backwards or forward?

Conrad hesitated for a moment, and finally he chose to thrust in casually. Anyway, he could change the direction next time.

"Sir, if you don't want to engage with the enemy, it's time to leave."

The kid's calm voice sounded across the channels, Conrad chuckled twice, and the Lord of the Night stretched out his hand and stabbed up the huge flesh-blood mixture he was dragging.

Well, let’s do it more delicately next time.

If Fulgrim saw these shoddy, rushed things, he would definitely scold Conrad.

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"Hurry up! Hurry up! We can't let them run away this time!!!"

Yingyang roared, a green Gaussian ray barely grazed its head, and the tall Tau raced with almost unimaginable agility and stealth.

The crimson mecha's Vision also drew its sword beside it and responded to the dark blue Space Marine. Their skulls were connected by spikes that almost made Vision vomit.

Yuan Yuan swung his sword suddenly!

Empty! There was another burst of fierce gunfire in the distance, and the Tau had to find a bunker on the spot. This weird green light would mean death. Yuan Yuan suddenly swooped and rushed behind a civilian transport vehicle.

There was a burst of gunfire, and almost at the same time as the gunfire ended, it ran out together with Yingyang——

And failed again.

The streets where countless Space Marines were deployed just now were now empty. Empty charged magazines were scattered on the ground. They stepped on the solid ground and felt a sense of confusion and anger.

"Let them escape again!"

Farsight yelled that the Human Empire had placed some kind of force on the planet, and at first the Tau thought they were similar to the Raven Guard, as they both had similar tactics and stealth methods.

But later, the Tau realized that compared to the Raven Guard, this strange force was the real devil.

In the huge urban complex, every day after nightfall, one million Tau people would disappear silently, and then appear in front of the Tau people in various tragic ways of death after the sun rose.

Corpses hanging from viaducts; skinned corpses floating on the river in the park; organs were taken out piece by piece, blood was collected in bags, and dissected bodies were placed on the workbench of the Earth Clan; the whole corpse was scribbled on the outer wall of the city hall to form slogans.

The Titanium tried to catch these enemies, but they never confronted them head-on - this meant that their fighting power was not enough to fight against the main Titanium forces.

The day of the war was getting closer and closer, but the Titanium on this planet fell into great panic. Countless work to maintain the operation of the center was forced to stop. The Titanium had no intention of working, and some Titanium who found the corpses were directly scared.

Therefore, they must catch these rodents hiding in the city.

Yingyang gritted his teeth. This was the first time that the enemy army had acted abnormally. According to preliminary statistics, the number of deaths tonight had already reached one million, and these enemy troops that were usually scattered were suddenly reported to have gathered together.

"They want to spread fear...cause chaos on this planet, so as to facilitate the landing of the main force." Shadowsun gritted his teeth and said, and Farsight beside him also had a solemn expression, "But we all know that they are just rats in the shadows. They have no ability to fight us directly, so they use such a despicable trick." "We need to catch them as soon as possible, and at the same time let the people realize that the enemy is not enough to overthrow the order here." Farsight opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he and Shadowsun heard a shrill scream at the same time, which was made by the Fire Clan warrior who walked to the end of the street and prepared to explore the alley. The two Titaniums turned their heads suddenly, and they saw that the Fire Clan was trembling and covering his mouth-then fell straight back. Its comrades reacted similarly. Some Titaniums fainted directly, and some Titaniums collapsed to the ground as if they had lost all their strength. Farsight saw that the strongest Fire Clan in the team turned around and started vomiting almost the next moment. "What happened?"

Farsight ran over and grabbed the sword at its waist. The sun was about to rise at this moment. There was a hazy heat on the ground and a hint of fish belly white on the horizon.

It was followed by Shadow Sun. They took two steps at a time and rushed behind the terrified Fire Clan. They passed the Fire Clan in one or two steps. They saw-

They, they saw-

The two commanders who had experienced countless cruel battlefields had trembling eyes. They looked at the alley in disbelief, horror, fear, and despair. Their bodies trembled and were out of control. They wanted to escape and scream.

Countless Titans were forcibly squeezed and sewn together. Their mouths were sewn with thick threads and spread all over the alley. Stinky and fishy water seeped out from the gaps of those Titans-

Those Titans were squirming. They were even alive. "Bitch" or "Long Live the Emperor" and "Long Live the Lord of the Night" were written on their faces. Their dark eyes were rolling around, staring at Shadow Sun and Farsight madly and desperately.

Looking along the living carpet, a tall scarlet cross stood on the pile of countless broken-limbed Titanium.

The sun rose.

The round sun rose, bringing light and heat, dispelling darkness and night. It looked at the cross and rose below the short arm of the cross.

On the cross, countless skinned, naked bodies were twisting and wriggling, reflecting a sticky and hazy light under the sun. A huge, titanium-like giant Titanium stood upside down and pierced through the cross.

On it, deep black marks were burned by lightning claws.

"Emperor (crossed out) Aether is dead! Long live! Lord of the Night!!"

Farsight felt his whole body stiffen. He stood there stupidly, and could only stare at everything in front of him, as if his body no longer belonged to him. Beside him, Shadow Sun's knees softened, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

They stood and knelt, staring at the huge living upside-down sculpture.

The creature of pain and despair also stared at them, and all the titanium they swore to protect also stared at them, making chaotic humming sounds that were enough to drive all the titanium crazy-

Behind the cross, the sun looked at all this calmly.

Yingyang slowly, slowly, opened the central communication.

"(T45, o865),"

Its voice was incredibly calm, reporting the coordinates of this alley,

"Command, air boom--"

Yingyang's words suddenly stopped in the air, and Farsight suddenly pounced on Yingyang,

"They are all still alive!!!"

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So Conrad hummed happily.