The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Garmo Zejie looked at the enchanted warrior and noticed the two souls entangled in his body. This is very rare, because enchanting usually means that one soul defeats the other.

Fakus glanced coldly across Gal Mozejie, and then Tubek and his entourage behind him.

"He alone."

Farcus's murky voice was like two people talking at the same time.

"certainly."

Galmozejie nodded, and turned to look at Tubek.

"You are waiting outside."

As the gate opened, the sound of metal collision continued to sound, the metal barrier layer peeled off layer after layer, and the blocked passage was opened.

Standing silently for a while, Garmo Zejie walked in under the leadership of the three.

The light from the screens, projections, and displays makes it not very dark here. Rows after rows of machines, as well as the data rack connected by the machine servants, are in a ring shape, surrounding the circular groove in the center.

The numbers and symbols are constantly scrolling on the screen or projection.

The Great Predator, the leader of the Black Legion, and the battle commander Abaddon stood in the middle, bathed in cold light. Four Chaos Lords in black armor stood around, like silent statues.

Abaddon ignored the approach of outsiders. His armor shone cold, like a layer of black metal grease swimming on the surface. His eyes were like spots of light lit up in the dark, constantly looking at the flowing data and the ever-changing changes. A map of the battlefield situation.

After bringing people here, Igor Semo didn't speak, but silently stepped aside.

This time, Garmo Zejie was left in the air.

"Commander Zhan, I am Garmo Zejie, the messenger of the Black Heart King, salute you."

Although the other party ignored him at all, he was not annoyed at all. He just stood quietly, with his head drooping, his eyes and his nose, his nose and heart.

About two minutes later, the big predator hummed and turned around.

"Let's talk, what is Xiulun wanting you to convey."

Garmo Zejie, who looked like an old monk entering Ding, raised his head slightly, and replied with a calm look:

"The Black Heart King said that he will try his best to cause more troubles to the empire in order to cope with the actions of the adults."

Abaddon didn't reply right away, but moved the sharp claws of his hands with an ambiguous attitude, making a slight clicking sound.

Then he waved his hand with contempt and said:

"I see, now that you have finished talking, then you can withdraw."

But Garmo Zejie did not move.

"Zhanshuai, although I am here for the first time, in my opinion, the battle situation is probably unfavorable."

As soon as his words were spoken, a sneer came from not far away.

"A hillbilly who doesn't know where he came from, dare to speak up here, make no mistake, we are not the mobs of the Red Pirates!"

It was Dram Korda, the lord of the child of cruel cruelty who was talking. When he sneered sneer, the lord of the other black legions mostly responded with a deep laugh.

Garmo Zejie remained unchanged, and Abaddon didn't say anything, at least he looked at the red pirate's messenger in front of him with interest.

His attitude indicated something, so Garmo Zejie continued:

"Although our army still has a certain number of advantages, the possibility of the empire's subsequent increase in troops is very high, and the disadvantage will only become greater and greater as the battle continues. In addition, Equesos is surrounded by the enemy commander, or Soshyan’s idea is very simple, forcing our army to fight him in the field at the most unfavourable time, so as to maximize their orbital advantages, and our army will lose its geographical advantage, but if it is not saved, destroy Equesos. One can also seriously damage the morale of our army."

A playful smile came up at the corner of Abaddon's mouth.

"Then you say, should you save it?"

"It's time to save. Our army is like a trapped beast. If we don't save it, the soldiers will lose the courage to fight the trapped beast, and the will to fight will also be shaken."

"These words are what Xiulun asked you to say?"

"No, my personal will."

"Oh?"

Only then did Abaddon look at him.

The two eyes met, and for a moment, Garmo Zejie had to do his best to suppress himself from trying to escape, but he instinctively screamed and told him that he was dangerous—Zhan Shuai’s eyes were as cold as dead stars. , Full of destruction.

Afterwards, Abaddon retracted his gaze and lowered his head to play with the sharp claws in his hands.

"I've heard the story of you and your men, the soul drinker...well, you seem to be familiar with that Soshyan Alexei?"

"I can't talk about it."

Although his expression was calm, Garmo Zejie held his armour tightly when he said these words.

Of course, all this can't escape Abaddon's sight.

"He's just the person I want to kill the most."

"So for this mission, you took the initiative to petition Xiulun?"

"Yes."

Abaddon looked at him for a while, and suddenly he let out a hearty laugh, shaking the entire underground space.

"Well, I like hatred, and I prefer souls that contain hatred! Because hatred can give a person a powerful force...then Sar Bodong, tell me what you think."

Abaddon’s appreciation, Garmo Zejie showed moderate joy, and then he said in a deep voice:

"Marshal, Soshyang’s previous action to save the planet’s inhabitants is obviously a trap, a smoke bomb, attracting our army to harass. The ultimate goal is to lure some unbearable lords into the bait. Now his goal has been achieved. However, the planetary inhabitants who were rescued by him did not withdraw from the planet and are still on the planetary ground. This is very interesting."

Garmo Zejie said, raised his hand and pointed at the strategic map.

"Those refugees are all in the camps of the Red Sand Mountains. What does this mean? The empire used to treat residents who came into contact with the subspace. I must all know it, and this time the Grey Knights also participated in the war. What are their styles, they must fight. Shuai also knows very well, so these refugees do not want to withdraw from the planet or can't withdraw from the planet?"

Abaddon looked back at the map, his expression gradually turned into a frowning thinking state~www.readwn.com~ What does this have to do with the situation of the war? "

Drum Korda's voice is still contemptuous.

"Of course there is. The war commander should have heard about the first battle of Armageddon. With regard to the treatment of refugees, it is difficult for most Astarte groups to agree with the concept of the Tribunal. Therefore, the two sides are very Conflicts are prone to break out, and those refugees are precisely the powder kegs that detonated the Grey Knights and several battle groups... I guess the refugees are still on the planet and have not been evacuated. It should be the court that is exerting pressure, but Ashtar The special forces are still there, they can’t do it, so they can only set up on the planet first and wait for it to be cleaned after the war.”

"You are all--"

"Don't chime in, Thrall Bodong, just be specific."

Abaddon interrupted the Lord of Cruel Torture and looked at Garmo Zejie with a serious expression.

Garmo Zejie smiled slightly and said softly:

"We might as well take advantage of this--"