The Emperor’s Angel of Death

The scavenger excitedly put the bird divination instrument into a zippered pocket on his robe. When approaching the dunes, he hung the gun on his body and climbed up on all fours.

Climbing the dunes was hard work, and he was sweating profusely in the dry heat.

With great effort, the scavengers reached the top of the dune and began clearing the sand with folding shovels.

He dug in quickly, making the hole wide and deep as he dug.

About every half hour, the scavenger would take regular sips of salt water from his hide jug before pausing to slowly clear the tops of the dunes.

The wind tried to thwart his work, blowing fresh sand and ash back into the hole, but after three hours of digging his shovel hit the metal, which made him grunt with delight - he dared not speak loudly, for fear Attracts wandering creatures or the like.

"Okay, let me see what you are!"

He dropped the shovel as he spoke, confirming the discovery with his gloved hand.

It was indeed metal, fresh with no signs of corrosion or rust, the patina on the surface was burnt black like it had been scorched by the heat, but the damage was visible when he rubbed the edge of the shovel over it only superficial.

He removed more sand, and based on the curves of the bare metal, the object under his feet was roughly spherical.

The scavenger frowned as he digged further and saw the silhouette of a battle droid emerge.

There were three blistered metal **** in front of him, like the sensor dome with no signs of life.

"Myriad Gods are above, what is this?"

The alarm sound of the bird divination instrument sounded loudly, representing another strong signal.

Bewildered, the scavenger pulled the device out of his robe and looked around for the source.

Soon, he heard the roar of the engine over the roar of the wind, but he could not identify the source, and quickly raised his gun to defend his discovery, but he could see nothing.

Suddenly a dazzling beam of light shot from the sky above him, the scavenger covered his eyes with his hands, the roar of the engine grew louder, and a puff of smoke from a powerful jet blocked his vision.

He couldn't see anything in the rising ashes, but he still held the gun.

The pitch of the engines changed from a howl to a whine as the craft landed, and moments later, the steady light was replaced by a diffuse light from the landing.

When the dust settled, the scavenger looked up and saw a group of people approaching him from the belly of a heavy transport plane.

The dust blurred the outlines of the people who came, but whoever they were, the scavengers swore they would never find him.

"this is mine!"

The scavenger shouted excitedly, slamming the barrel of the gun towards the dune.

"I found it, you can't take it from me! I have the right to salvage! I have a legal scavenger certificate!"

He hurriedly removed a metal plate from his neck, but the other party didn't seem to care.

The scavenger's heart sank when he saw a group of ferocious-looking armored escorts and a man in a precious robe.

The sage wears a thick red robe, next to a green-glowing servo skull, and a black hat on his head.

"Actually you don't know."

The sage smiled and pointed one of his arms at the machine under the sand.

"That machine is mine."

"Who are you?"

"I am Sage Raki Bangura."

"this--"

At this time, the servo skull beside Raki Bangura flashed, and he said:

"Come on, it's time."

"I'm not going anywhere with you!"

"I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to my friend."

For a split second, the scavenger felt the sand under his feet tremble. He looked down in horror and saw that the faceted crystal on the sensor glowed yellow. When the dormant energy cell was restarted and revived, a burst of energy conduction shook the entire machine.

It staggered forward, and the scavenger lost his balance, fell headfirst in the quicksand and lost control of his weapon.

It was not until then that he could see clearly that the machine was almost 10 meters high, roughly spherical, with many metal arms protruding from the body, with all kinds of weird weapons on it, like a terrifying and deadly mechanical spider, And use some kind of anti-gravity device to float in mid-air.

The machine stood motionless before suddenly firing at the vehicle where the scavengers were sheltering.

"Do not!"

shouted the scavenger, standing up and crawling towards the sage, but then his protest was drowned out by a hail of bullets, the machine's weapon glowing like hail.

The scavenger van exploded, forming a smoky orange fireball, and the resulting shock wave knocked the scavenger to the ground.

He gasped in a breath of spicy, poisonous air, realizing the explosion had ripped the respirator off his face.

He hurried to get his ventilator and rolled over.

"No, my, my..."

"What is your name?"

Suddenly, he found that Raki Bangura appeared in front of him at an unknown time, so he gasped and said:

"Cinco Martini!"

"Martini, I'm so sorry for your loss, it's...probably irritated by your previous reckless behavior."

"what?"

Martini turned his head in horror and found that the mechanical crystal was staring at him coldly. He could even feel the humanized hatred and disgust from the mechanical detector.

"It shouldn't be one, one by one—"

When he found himself being pulled towards the machine by an invisible force, the scavenger was terrified and scratched in the gray air.

"Ahhhh! Please! No!"

He screamed, words gurgled, blood spurting from his mouth.

The next moment, the scavenger's body exploded into countless pieces.

Raki Bangura just glanced at the blood stains on the ground, and then turned his attention to the huge machine.

"Mercer, the time for change has come."

The robot's icy gaze swept across the sage, and then the language system that had not been activated for a long time sounded after a burst of white noise.

"Bangura, I found that your body's heart rate is 5 points higher than the normal value, and the level of neurotransmitters in the blood is also increasing. What happened?"

"Yes, I am very happy."

"What makes you happy?"

"Seeing you again after two hundred and thirty-nine years."

"Then should I also show this emotion? I will record it. Friends who haven't seen each other for a while will have an emotional factor called joy~www.readwn.com~ Mercer, I have found an ally who can To reverse the rotten customs and ethos of this world."

"What is it?"

"Astartes."

"Astartes...I remember these genetically modified products, they were violent and hostile to all free-thinking us, yes, they nearly destroyed me, long ago...my memory module It was damaged and the only thing that remained was some kind of screaming, and that was horrific."

"Don't worry, they are just tools to help me, and they don't know your existence. As long as we use their hands to get rid of those stubborn superstitioners, we will be free."

"Calculations, your plan has a high success rate, I believe in you."

"Then let's go, old man, our time is coming."

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