The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Chapter 3165: Sitting Back and Enjoying the Fruits of Others' Labor

Although his words seemed to praise Viktor, everyone could hear the contempt in the Pirate Prince's tone. Yriel picked up his wine glass and took another sip.

"To be honest, I really wanted to meet that person, but after thinking it over, it's better not to. After all, we're not on the same path."

"What about the Commorragh aspect? If-"

"Won't happen. I know those people too well. Accept someone else's leadership? Ha! Unless the Black Ark is about to be destroyed, don't even think about it."

Seeing that Yriel's mood seemed a bit off, Yellin immediately changed the subject, pointing to the chaotic battlefield outside the viewport and laughing:

"Prince, what do you think of the Eternal Court's fleet?"

Yriel stared for a moment, then uttered a single sentence.

"The ships are impressive, but the commanders are mediocre. If they were equipped with ships of similar quality, I'd consider both armies to be nothing more than paper tigers."

At this moment, another pirate hurried over.

"Prince, they've begun to leave the Dragon's Nest and join our fleet."

Yriel nodded slightly. This was the direct goal of this trip. Some captains of the Void Dragon pirate fleet had contacted him long ago, and he had keenly sensed the signs of the first pirate fleet's disintegration. So, he decisively came to take a share of the pie, which was to absorb those captains who were leaving the Void Dragon pirate fleet.

If there were no accidents, after the fall of the Void Dragon pirate fleet, the Fell Reavers would become the de facto number one pirate fleet. In any case, this kind of vanity was quite pleasing to him.

More importantly, with greater power, he could have a place in this upheaval that concerned the entire race, and the qualification to join the game.

In the future, whether it was the Death Guard, Viktor, the Eternal Court, or any other force, they would have to consider him, Yriel, the master of the Fell Reavers.

Just then, a sudden palpitation made Yriel frown. It wasn't just him; everyone on the bridge felt it.

"What's happening?"

"This...this feeling. It's making my hair stand on end."

"Could there be demons nearby?!"

As everyone discussed, Yriel slowly stood up, walked to the observation window, reached out to zoom in and enlarge the distant scene, and then said loudly:

"Stop guessing! Something's wrong with the Dragon's Nest."

"Dragon's Nest..."

Yellin walked to his side, looked at the pirate haven that seemed to be shrouded in purple mist, and frowned:

"This situation...it's being invaded by demons. Could it be that the forces of a great enemy are taking advantage of the chaos?"

"Not necessarily...I heard some captains from the Void Dragons say that there are forbidden areas in the Dragon's Nest that are completely sealed off...Doesn't it feel familiar?"

Hearing Yriel say this, Yellin suddenly understood and nodded.

"So it's a sealed Webway gate...No wonder, no wonder."

"And I guess Viktor's people are behind this. It's obvious they've already lost this battle. There's only one way out: to minimize losses and prevent the Court from gaining more benefits...Judging by the commotion, it's probably not a small matter. There might even be Keepers of Secrets appearing."

Hearing 'Keeper of Secrets,' Yellin's expression turned serious. This was something no Aeldari wanted to face. After a few seconds, he whispered:

"Prince, what should we do now?"

"What to do? Of course, watch. Since that Phoenix King also claims to be a god on earth, he should be able to handle this little trouble, right?"

Yriel revealed a malicious smile.

"Of course, if he really can't handle it, we can decide on the next step. Doesn't Commorragh have a saying? The only way to win a game is not to participate in it. We'll just sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor."

Then he turned around with a flourish.

"Go invite those captains over. I want to have a good chat with them."

Soon, the first batch of Void Dragon pirate fleet captains to join the fleet gathered on the bridge of Yriel's flagship, the Fire of Asuryan, expressing their loyalty to Yriel and explaining the situation.

Just as Yriel was learning about the inside story of the Void Dragon pirate fleet's split with great interest, the Aeldari's keen senses once again detected the unusual fluctuations in the Warp. He quickly turned and walked towards the observation window.

Looking at the ominous flames rising from the top of the Dragon's Nest, Yriel frowned.

"It seems...something else has happened."

But this strangeness, whether due to distance or something else, seemed to be only perceived by him. Everyone else looked at him in confusion as he stood there in a daze.

Twenty seconds later, Yriel sighed softly.

"It's over."

When he turned around again, his face still wore his signature smile.

"Yellin, send a signal to those people. If they're still willing to join, come over immediately. We'll be leaving soon."

"Yes."

At this moment, a pirate baron walked over and said humbly to Yriel:

"Prince, Commorragh's fleet seems to be collapsing. Should we...take the opportunity to grab something?"

Although he said it euphemistically, the meaning was clear. After all, beating a drowning dog was one of the things pirates did most often. Plundering the losing side was often the lowest risk and highest reward.

Yriel supported his chin and thought for a while, then nodded.

"We can consider it, but we won't rob the Black Heart Kabal."

"Hmm? Why?"

"If we want the game to last longer, then there must be two equally matched players. We won't intervene, but it doesn't hurt to adjust the strength of each side slightly. The kabals participating this time are basically the stronger ones in Commorragh's fleet. Now that Viktor's fleet is severely damaged, if we let them go back so easily...Commorragh might become unbalanced. Since we're robbing anyway, we might as well rob these."

"But aren't their fleets more complete and harder to deal with?"

Yriel laughed loudly.

"Haha, in my eyes, there's no difference. They're just a bunch of lost and desperate deserters!"

With that, he waved his hand, pointing to a fleet rushing towards the edge of the system at high speed.

"Start with the Dying Sun! Their ships...are of pretty good quality."

Before long, hundreds of ships left the Dragon's Nest unhindered and headed straight for the edge of the system, joining the vast pirate fleet.

The rapidly expanding pirate fleet did not stay any longer, but immediately changed direction and began their plunder.

There was also a small episode during this period. While waiting for the captains to leave the Void Dragon pirate fleet, the Fire of Asuryan received inquiries from the Court, but Yriel did not respond in any way, including ignoring the request from Sojanya for a meeting.

In the end, this conflict concerning an ancient pirate fleet slowly came to an end under the game of several forces. But this was only the prologue to the surging events of the Aeldari race in the late 41st millennium. Neither the victors nor the losers believed that this was the end, because the cruel struggle that would determine the fate of the entire race had only just begun.