The Emperor’s Angel of Death

When Soshyan was forced to swallow the bitter fruit of defeat, in the dark and deep underground passage, Gar Mozej was in a Spartan assault tank chatting and laughing with the Chaos Lords.

"Thanks to this plan of yours, the Astral Knights were attracted by the method of besieging the White Sanctuary, and this was the chance to break through the blockade of the Dark Angels."

Drum Korda rarely admires someone, but this time he has no words for the lord of the Red Pirates.

The gray-faced Erquisos sat opposite them and seemed to be in a bad mood, but he still glanced at Gar Mozejie and said in a muffled voice:

"I owe you once, I will remember it, and I will squeak when I need it."

Gar Mozejie just smiled.

And Kranon, who was sitting beside him, tilted his head and asked curiously:

"I said, how can you be sure that the Astral Knight will choose to support the White Sanctuary first instead of the Dark Angel?"

"This is-"

Gar Mozejie paused for a while pretending to be mysterious, and then smiled:

"Because some people are selfish..."

The dead and resurrected Destroyer Zagzin has traces of war all over his body, and there is an obvious sword mark on his helmet, but it doesn't seem to affect him at all.

It's just that his shoulders and neck twitch every now and then.

Hearing what Gar Mozejie said, he turned his head and asked playfully:

"You seem to know him very well."

"Who?"

"Who else, Soshyan."

Gar Mozejie blinked.

"I can't say it's very familiar, but it is more familiar than you."

"What do you think of them."

Gar Mozejie smiled coldly.

"hypocrite."

At this time, Crannon also slammed his knee and said loudly:

"They're all hypocrites, they're all the same thing!"

Zagxin did not pay attention to the ruthless, but just looked at Gar Mozejie for a while, and then nodded slightly.

"There's time... we need to have a good chat."

And in the deeper part of this secret tunnel, the two human figures also found their target in the dark cave——

"It should be here."

Sol raised his head, and with the help of the night vision function of his helmet, he could clearly see the huge metal ring with a diameter of more than one kilometer in front of him.

At the center of the metal circle is a bronze sphere that fits perfectly within the frame.

Looking at the metal ring, YT-001 stepped forward and started rolling the bronze sphere.

Sol watched from the sidelines, and he probably guessed that it might be some kind of combination lock.

After rolling for about a minute, a seamless panel slipped away quietly at the curvature of the ring in front of him, revealing the oddly angled steps, and the night-black marble with sapphire patterns.

YT-001 didn't say a word, he walked in for his own sake, and Sol immediately followed behind him.

As soon as he stepped into the stairs, he immediately realized that this was not some kind of physical passage——

This is actually a portal!

The moment he was enveloped by the halo, Sol felt an extremely torturous sense of dislocation, as if he was riding a starship and crashed directly from the vast ocean.

The power armor's adaptive system squeaked from static, trying to present Thor with a perfect image, but a malfunction distorted nearly every sense of his.

In order not to be overwhelmed by this sudden dizziness, Thor had to hold onto his sword and take a deep breath.

"Just take a moment to balance your senses."

The dry voice of YT-001 sounded, and Sol just nodded, because he felt that he would definitely act like a fool to speak in this situation.

Before fully opening his eyes, Sol sank into a lower state of mind and slowly relaxed.

Then, when he actually opened his eyes, he found himself standing in the middle of a glass platform.

This glass platform floated above the countless super-dimensional unfolding, overlapping ups and downs of crystal stairs at an unimaginable angle, making him hold his breath.

Suddenly, he seemed to see some figures in the distance tirelessly climbing the endless steps, the sloping angles and the dazzling reflections quickly blurred their outlines, but when he looked more closely, those figures were again. Disappeared.

This sight made Sol feel a strange feeling in his heart, and he didn't think he was hallucinating.

Then he turned his attention to his own situation.

On each side of this translucent nine-sided platform stands a bizarre creation, made of silver metal and black rock, with a lion-like body and falcon-like wings, and a head with a It has the characteristics of birds and beasts, there are nine of them in total, and their positions form the sign of the nine-pointed star.

When he focused on their heads, he found that they seemed to be the same, but they were not the same. Each forehead was embedded with a unique brand of flashing silver marks. At the same time, their eyes were also very special. One is silver and one is black.

And even more bizarrely, Sol realized that there was a burning energy in every head.

But it wasn't psionic, and he could see no sign of warp energy circulating in them, another force that existed in the physical universe.

"Winged beast—"

Just thinking about it, suddenly, these "stone sculptures" moved together, turning their heads neatly in the direction of Sol.

At a certain moment, he seemed to be aware of an emotion called "anger", so he subconsciously drew his sword.

"Don't touch your sword."

YT-001 indifferently stopped him from further action.

"Otherwise, the guardians will tear you apart. Even if you are the champion swordsman of the Third Legion, there is absolutely no chance of you being spared. After all, they were created for the purpose of... against antigens."

Saying that, YT-001 stepped forward and said a language that Sol couldn't understand, and then the stone sculptures returned to their original state.

"what are they?"

"Surush."

"I mean the essence of it."

"You don't need to know so much, only he is qualified to know this~www.readwn.com~ Thor took a deep look at the cyborg and gave up the idea of ​​asking.

"Then what's next."

"Let's go."

As YT-001 looked towards the edge of the platform, Thor saw huge moving stairs rising up in front of him, each level condensing his momentary moment into eternity.

Different from the steps that are scattered around to form a chessboard, these stairs climb straight up to a height of more than 100 meters, leading directly to a magnificent palace, where there are many towers, = huge silver curved surfaces like mountains. , in the center is a dark gate, and some stone carvings and statues are majestically entrenched at both ends.

"What's this?"

Sol asked again, the style of those buildings is very different culture, but there are still some styles of human art in it.

"The ghost of the destroyed Tessie..."

When YT-001 said this sentence, he rarely brought a trace of emotion, a trace of disappointment.

"...the final entrance is up there, and it has what we're looking for."

Sol walked up the building beside the cyborg, trying to uncover the mysteries of the strange buildings below the platform, but at the moment he couldn't see anything but the countless changing stairs and the looming palace dome.

He immediately realized what the other party meant by "ghost".

These buildings are probably not entities, but he can feel that they are obviously some kind of existence that transcends the laws of physics and is both real and illusory, but they do not have the instability and confusion of the warp.

To create such a miracle requires an indescribable amount of power, and Thor spends some time speculating about its possible creator, but has no clue.

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