The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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Standard Terran Calendar 956.m41

Storm Sector, Torrent Sector, Mitchell's Galaxy

The flagship Meteorite of Reza's exploration fleet is currently floating in the void, surrounded by only some asteroid fragments and two lifeless and barren planets.

At this moment, it is not only it, but this fleet is stagnant in the void, as if repairing, or waiting.

And inside the Meteorite, a cleaning storm is taking place that many people didn't expect.

The cell was small enough to handcuff the prisoner to the wall, and the prisoner blinked at the sudden light coming in from the open door.

The commander of the expedition fleet, the expedition sage Deejay Katona stood at the door, his robe-clad silhouette reflected in the lights.

Then he stepped forward, due to the height, he could only look down at each other.

"I swear!"

The man who was curled up like a mouse in the corner trembled and screamed. His body was shriveled, and there were many nerve connections on his body, and some of them were even oozing pus.

"I swear I've told everything I know, great sage."

Still, the one-eyed man was trembling, his one-eyed flickering around, as if searching for a way out.

He was originally a craftsman and had a good future. If this exploration can be fruitful, then when he returns to his home planet, he may have the opportunity to go to a higher level——

There is a very strict hierarchy within the Mechanic Sect. Only the technical priest system includes the most senior casting director and deputy casting supervisor. Each deputy casting supervisor can dispatch any type of sage, and the sage can command the subordinates. Data Artisan, Electric Monk, Craftsman, Silu Machine Monk, Runnun Machine Monk, Relic Guardian, Communication Machine Monk, Technical Wizard, Recycler, Source Master, Ruler, Overseer, Tranquil There are stagnant documents and technical ascetic monks, etc., and under these people, there are various types of priests, and there are a large number of apprentices under the priests.

"Traitor, I have no reason to believe you, how much did Mars use to buy you off?"

The prisoner was gulps of fresh air, sweat streaming down his face—he was originally supposed to have a body temperature-regulating element, but when he was caught he was stripped of everything mechanical.

The cell was terribly hot, and because of the proximity to the engine, the temperature even gave the illusion of being in a hot pot.

"All I know is that Rand Chaney from the biolab is also an undercover agent on Mars, and beyond that, I really don't know anything."

"I caught eleven undercover agents like you, but you said you only knew one."

Deejay Katona sneered and made the sound of gears turning.

Just starting to understand the towering and towering structure of the Mechanic Order has far exceeded the processing power limit of the human brain, and most Mechanic believers spend their whole lives trying to climb up, because higher status can bring Come to more knowledge, more knowledge represents more powerful technical power, and those power can be exchanged for a longer life than ordinary people. (Roughly the underworld system of immortal cultivation)

Originally, this person had shortcuts that were easier to take than others, but he still wanted to go faster, so he chose a more dangerous path.

Become a renegade and spy.

But Dijay Katona looked at him without the slightest pity, because from the moment the fleet set off, he knew clearly that there must be many insiders and undercover agents, and many casting worlds including Mars, whether it was for stealing technology or spying The reason for the intelligence has always been trying to win over traitors or install eyeliners on Reza's own star. This matter is almost an open secret at the top of the planet, and even in Reza's sage class, several traitors have been identified.

Of course, Reza is not without counterattacks. Most of the casting worlds have also spilled a lot of eyeliner, including Mars, and this action to catch the ghost is due to the information from Mars.

This is the internal struggle of the Mechanic. You have me, I have you, secret but extremely cruel. The struggle is no less fierce than the battle with aliens and heresies. Anyone who is discovered will not have a good end. Many people disappeared without a sound.

"It seems that the suffering has not been enough."

"Great sage, I told you all! What else do you want from me? What else?"

The prisoner shouted loudly that he had had enough of the inhuman torture.

As soon as Dejay Katona set sail, he quietly arranged for his cronies to start monitoring and investigating the personnel in the fleet, and soon identified some traitors lurking in the fleet, but the only thing that made him angry was that even the surveillance he sent Traitors appeared in all of them, causing his arrest to have to be delayed for a period of time. It is very likely that these traitors have already sent the information to their masters——

He was sure that these undercover agents were not all from Mars, there must be people from other worlds, even more deeply hidden.

"Great sage, please, I told you everything I know! Everything is more than you want!"

Even in the eyes of Dijk Katona, even the tech heretics are not as hateful and murderous as these undercover agents and traitors.

This exploratory operation is very important to Reza's future development. The casting director had a long talk with him before he set off. The director believes that the chaos in the galaxy has already appeared, and there is likely to be a war that affects the entire empire and even the entire galaxy in the future. If the second salvage can have a major harvest, then they may be able to carry out long-term cooperation with the ancient start-up group of the Holy Blood Angels, which can greatly strengthen Reza's defense capabilities and the right to speak within the Mechanicus.

Therefore, this operation must not go wrong.

Behind Dij Katona, the technician standing at the door of the cell stepped forward, wearing a red robe with black edges, but moving awkwardly, like a man whose body is still natural, and one of his hands is wearing a red robe. Wearing a pair of carefully crafted gloves, a bunch of knives stretched out from the palm of his hand.

"Here's a geneticist who can inspire you and remind you of things you've forgotten... Although I've sacrificed a lot for machines, I haven't gotten rid of human weaknesses, and I'm It is these weaknesses that force me to respect the physical integrity of my fellow human beings, so I was reluctant to let him perform his little tricks on you before."

Seeing the surgical tool that resembled a torture tool on the geneticist~www.readwn.com~ the man trembled.

Deejay Katona doesn't feel the slightest sense of the rising temperature, his sensors tell him that his body temperature is even far higher than the average human's maximum temperature, but now that he has given up most of his body's weaknesses , these are no longer important to him.

Listening to the man's wailing, Dij Katona looked back.

He wasn't alone in Tarr's cell.

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"Great Sage! What do you want me to say! Tell me, and I'll say it! I'll admit everything! I'll do as you say!"

But Deejay Katona turned to the technician behind him and handed down the prisoner's sentence.

"Do it."

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