The Emperor’s Angel of Death

The nest owner cautiously entered the hall, it first hunched its back cautiously, then straightened up, dipped its four arms, and looked around the hall.

Its eyes swept across the dusty mural on the wall, then walked to the nearest wall, stretched out its claws, and touched the painted faces.

It used to know the names of these faces from the brains of those who were swallowed, but it can't remember them now - the pressure of the shadow of the hive is getting heavier and heavier, gradually making its mind useless for the will of the hive message is cleared.

If nothing else, soon, it will be an empty shell.

Its consciousness will become simple, peaceful, it will be serene.

But this is not what it expects, it does not want to return.

It wants to live, to live more freely—

The nest owner touched the faces on the mural, trying to recall at least one name, just one name, so that he would know that he was still who he once was.

The next second, its claws plunged into the blood-stained paintings, destroying what remained of them.

The nest owner closed his eyes, and many swallowed faces, voices, and smells all appeared in his mind, like ashes that had not yet been extinguished.

It heard soft music, felt the caress of the hands of those who loved it, and could even smell the sweet aroma.

The flames in its head were no longer dying, and the song of the hive was temporarily weakened by this gentle caress.

Suddenly, the nest owner suddenly opened his claws again, screamed up to the sky, and frantically scratched at the painting in front of him. Its primitive animal nature was fighting against another emotion that did not belong to it.

After about a minute, it stopped moving, turned around slowly, and looked at the box held by a giant angel statue, surrounded by dusty blood-colored armor wreckage.

They seem to be guarding something until the very end of their lives.

Ah yes, freedom.

The ethereal singing came from the box, and the nest owner stepped forward. It could feel his consciousness, nodded, and let out a submissive low cry.

Then, slowly, it reached out to the box—

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The third company commander, Farzad, was leading a team to search this unfamiliar area. The explosion that came not far away was disturbing at first, and when the information came from the rear telling them that it was a reactor explosion, they stopped. care.

This often happens when cutting the hull of a hulk.

It is very close to the area where the Mechanical Ark may exist, and the Dark Angels also found their lost battleship two days ago, and after dispersing the gene stealers inside, they recovered many valuable relics of their chapter. and some technologies.

Beria was very grateful to Soshyan, so he expressed his full support for the next actions of the Suffering Alliance.

At this moment, they suddenly heard the sound of rapid footsteps, and all the astral knights immediately turned to look in the direction of the sound, and Falzad was no exception.

Soon, a group of warriors in yellow armor appeared in their sight, with traces of blood and flame burning on their bodies, and the armor was worn and old, which was in stark contrast to the almost brand-new armor of the astral knights. By the light of the lamp, the winged lightning emblem on their left shoulder armor became clearly visible.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is not who."

Falzad sneered and pointed the muzzle light at the head of the man in the lead, causing him to turn his head subconsciously.

"Company commander, a malicious warrior."

An adjutant beside Falzad sneered and revealed the identity of the person who came, failing to hide the disgust in his voice.

"Oh, malicious warrior, I thought it was some space scavenger who picked up some pieces of armor and put it on himself, disrespectful."

Castor stared coldly at the yin and yang captain of the astral knight, not only the attitude of the other party made him annoyed, but the shiny armor of the other party made him even more annoyed.

How can these people have sufficient equipment and materials?

He just wanted to kill the **** right away.

Grain Box

But this is just to think about, not to mention that the other party is now numerous and powerful, their task is more important than anything else.

Therefore, he didn't even bother to speak, and made a gesture to lead the team away.

Unexpectedly, Falzad suddenly crossed in front of them.

"Sorry, this road is blocked, please turn around or take a detour."

Castor couldn't take it anymore.

"What do you mean."

"literal meaning."

"Why, is this your territory?"

Falzad let out a laugh and responded in a tone of dealing with idiots:

"Could it be yours? Get out-"

Before the words were finished, gunshots rang out.

"you--"

Farzad staggered back, his relatively fragile neck armor was instantly dyed red, while Barack quietly lowered the smoking bolt gun in his hand, and he drew the gun so quickly that almost no one noticed. (This buddy is an official character, the person who once killed two Black Templars, belongs to the best among the Imperial Space Marines)

"Someone fired a cold shot! Kill these insidious bastards!"

The astral knights shot at once, and the malicious warriors were not to be outdone, and the two sides fell into a fierce conflict for a while.

Disregarding the injury, Falzad swept across Castor's breastplate with a chainsaw axe, cutting through the ceramic steel and nearly splitting the skeleton adorning Castor's chest.

But Castor, the most elite of the Malicious Warriors, has lightning-fast reflexes, and he yanks out his left hand, grabs Falzad's wrist and moves his chainsaw axe towards his On the right, at the same moment, he forced his warhammer under Falzad's torso.

Falzad tried to block, but the injury to his neck affected his movement, and then the hammer slammed into his stomach and made a crunch, forcing the third company commander of the Astral Knights to bend over.

Immediately Castor let go of his right arm and struck Falzad's helmet with the hammer, knocking him aside.

About an hour later, just after finishing the secret conversation with the sage Zhao-Akada, I returned from the Mechanicist fleet to Soshyan, the frontline command of the Hulk, and received a surprising news.

"what!"

Hearing the news reported by Ustad himself, Soshyan's eyes widened. At this time, Talos also walked into the command tent, and happened to hear Ustad recount the matter.

"Yes, Chapter Commander, a conflict broke out between the third company and the malicious warriors. Falzad was attacked and seriously injured. He has been transferred to the flagship for rescue. In addition, three warriors were killed~www.readwn.com~ Five wounded, Malicious fighters then took the equipment of the dead and wounded."

"Those bastards!"

Soshyan turned around and smashed the table next to him with a punch.

Talos then spoke up.

"Why don't I fix this..."

Before he could finish speaking, Bahram hurried in with a very anxious expression.

"Company Commander... Chapter Commander!"

"what's up?"

"Sabrin and the others suddenly changed into power armor and left with weapons 40 minutes ago. They said they wanted to teach the malicious warriors a lesson. I stopped them and they tied me to the post. If someone passed by and let me loose I'm still tied up."

Talos and Soshyan were stunned, then Talos scratched his head and whispered in a somewhat unexpected tone:

"Hey, it's really the same temper..."