Section 138 Prisoners

The captives did not struggle too tenaciously. Every believer in Chaos knows the law of Chaos: the fate of the defeated depends on the mood of the victor. If you fail and want to survive, the best way is to be docile and obedient. It is true that many of the sadistic believers would rather die than accept defeat, but since she has fled the battlefield, she must value life more than faith.

From her mouth, Ashrufat got more and more detailed things about the star carving. While there was no guarantee that what she said was true (after all, as a guard, the woman might not have had a chance to unravel the truth), Ashrufat was at least certain of one thing.

That is, he had to find a way to meet Xingke. At least understand her mental state.

In many church books, there is a story about the fact that those who throw themselves into the arms of chaos are sometimes not necessarily voluntary. Admittedly, Chaos' promise of power, glory, and immortality can confuse many people, but it's not like it works every time (though admittedly, it works for the vast majority). For those who are particularly loyal and especially loyal, they will not be fooled by these false lies. So Chaos takes a much more direct approach - to solve problems with violence. Distort and corrupt those who are determined not to throw themselves into the arms of chaos with some special ritual.

Ashrufat had never seen such rituals, but he had heard of them from wizards. This ritual is to summon the power of the evil god and directly shatter the consciousness of the victims, turning them into servants of the evil god. It has a lot of after-effects, but it's simple, fast, and effective. As for what this sequelae is, according to a popular version, the human spirit becomes abnormal and becomes intermittent psychosis.

According to the Church's research, this violent corruption is irreversible, which means that once you fall into the arms of Chaos, you will always be a slave of Chaos.

Although he didn't know what happened to Xingke, Ashrufat knew that he had to meet Xingke last time. It is not a meeting on the battlefield with a sword in hand (this kind of encounter has already existed), but a meeting under different conditions and a different environment.

At the very least, he had to make sure that Xingke was really alive.

In the dark arts, there is already the technique of manipulating corpses (this can be said to be the most basic application technique in black magic). It would be understandable to say that Xingke was killed and made into some kind of puppet.

If this really happened, it would mean that he had been deceived by the gods from the beginning. All his efforts, all his battles are in vain, and if that is the case, then ......

The gods who deceived and played with him had to pay a price! Even though he was just a mortal, he could not really threaten the gods. But as the saying goes, if you have a toad on your instep, you can't crush it but you can disgust you to death. If you want to make the gods a little disgusted, Ashrufat still thinks he can do it.

At this time, the night was dark, and the entire Blood Fortress was calm.

The besiegers had given up on using rudimentary hooks to break the city in one wave, and wanted to launch an offensive when they were ready. Besides, after the previous battle, the whole army was already tired, and it was a good time to rest. And the defenders also know that the disparity in strength between each other is too great, and it is very inappropriate to take the initiative. Because according to the comparison of the forces of the two sides, if the defenders rush out to fight, even a casualty ratio of ten to one will be a loss.

In a room in a camp outside the Blood Keep, female Chaos Warriors were left in the room. It wasn't used as a prison, so she was given the necessary "treatment", shackled hands and feet, and chained to a corner of the room. One end of the chain is attached to the shackles, and the other end is attached to an iron ring fixed to the stone wall. The captives had long since been removed from their armor and wore only simple clothes. In order to prevent the believers who were guarding the captives from "breaking" the captives, there were no guards left here.

The door was gently pushed open.

The female captive in the room opened her eyes, and although she was exhausted from the previous battle and flight, she only slept lightly under the torment of fear—she woke up when the door was pushed open the first crack.

Then she saw a man walk in.

Her eyes widened, recognizing the striking set of Chaos armor on the other's body. One side of the armor is partially broken, so it is easy to identify. If he is not mistaken, the person who came was the general of the enemy.

Great fear welled up in her heart, and she knew that she was the Chaos Lord recognized by Tzeentch, Slaanesh, and Nurgle - a capable wizard in addition to being a skilled warrior. This means that Tzeentch's soul-toying methods, Slaanesh's torture tricks, and, worst of all, Nurgle's terrible viruses, the Chaos Lord would probably be proficient. Her life and death were in the hands of the other party - that kind of complete control. Because she couldn't have gotten help by calling for help or something.

The other man walked over, came to her, and then crouched down and looked at her. She barely smiled. She knew that she was okay, and she might be able to satisfy the other party and let her go. Although this probability is low.

"Relax. She heard the other person's voice, which was deliberately low. "I didn't want to do anything to you...... I've even brought your Chaos armor with me. I just want you to do one thing...... As long as you promise, I will release you. And then even give you the freedom to choose...... Choose to join me, choose to return to the command of Xingke, or choose to leave far away. Within my means, I allow you to make your free choice. ”

The offer was so generous that she couldn't believe her ears.

"You...... You ......," she stammered, but didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Don't be so loud," the other interrupted her unceremoniously. "I don't want too many people to know. ”

"Yes...... Be...... Yes. She quickly replied, lowering her voice.

"I just want you to do one simple thing. Ashrufat said. "I want you back...... Go inside the castle and meet your hostess. Tell her that before dawn breaks, I want to be under the city...... It was by the corpse of the monster that I met her. By the way, I asked her, my name is Ashrufat, and she doesn't remember who I am. Well, as long as you get the word in. ”

"If She ......"

"If she doesn't react at all and won't let you go, then you use this thing. Ashruphat pulled out something that anyone with a discerning eye recognized as a teleportation scroll. This kind of item is also very common in Chaos, and almost everyone knows how to use it. "Just say it to me. ”

"This ......"

"You didn't take any danger and didn't do anything against the teachings of the Blood God. In fact, you didn't do anything bad. Ashrufat said. "As long as you do this, then I promise you. Even if you can't leave, I'll let you go when I conquer the castle. Agree to this deal?"

She nodded immediately. How could she not do such a good deal, and although she couldn't figure out what the Chaos Lord was trying to do, at least the other party was right, and it was not against morality at all, even if it was Chaos morality.

Seeing her nodding, the other party immediately moved to untie the shackles on her body one by one.

"Still, to make sure you're going to keep your promise, make an oath. Ashruphat pulled a dagger from his body and handed it over, pointing to the Blood God's altar beside him—the castle was full of Blood God's altars.

She stretched out a hand and used her knife to cut a scar on it, dripping blood onto the altar. This is an oath of blood, an oath in the name of God, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary oaths. For when he makes an oath, the gods will keep an eye on the execution of that oath. In fact, even a Tzeentch who prides himself on lying would not dare to make such an oath (unless he has the ability to twist words 100%). Because if she fails to fulfill her vow, it means that she will be a complete loser. No matter how painfully they struggle to gain glory in the future, the Chaos Gods will never set their sights on him, the lowly damned, for even a moment. "I will deliver on my promises. ”

After a short moment, the woman who had redoned the Chaos armor followed Ashrufat away. On the way, they were spotted by the sentinels more than once (of course, mainly because Ashrufat did not go out of his way to avoid them), but when they saw that the person who came was their commander, they got out of the way. No one even bothered to ask who the woman behind Ashrufat was.

Without considering the risks, as a general, it is actually easier to do this. After a short while, Ashruphat watched as the messenger walked towards the wall. His vision was able to cut through the darkness, so he could see that what he feared most - that is, the Messenger being killed - did not happen.

After a short period of time, a rope was lowered from the city walls. So the messenger he chose climbed the rope and entered the central castle.

Star Engraving ...... I guess I'm still alive. It's best that she's been coerced, or that she's been twisted by some powerful magic. But......

In the darkness, Ashruphat came to the side of the former Dead Fang. The monster was completely dead, and its ferocious and terrible claws could only lie powerlessly in the dust. In fact, its sheer size effectively blocked the path of the siege team's attack. Ashrufat began to wonder if he should find a way to move the corpse away first, so as not to affect the future offensive.

The Messenger was clearly accepted - and so it should be. The defenders are now outnumbered, and a Chaos warrior is precious. I just don't know how the messenger's mission is performing.

The night was still long, and Ashruphat felt that it was a bit silly for him to wait here. But when he had this thought, he saw a figure leap down from the city.

Ashrufat's dark vision could clearly identify that it was the star carving that had jumped off the wall.