The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"The Emperor's Angel of Death (

When the battle was raging in the field, Lord Magyar suddenly leaned his body and approached Soshyan.

"What is your soldier's name?"

"His name is Bakhsh Falzad, and he also comes from a wild world."

Soshyang said with a smile, full of pride.

Mazar nodded thoughtfully.

"Then he is really good, he should win."

There is almost no difference between the two fighters, but the trained eyes know what to pay attention to——

Once due to decisive, or precise, quick cuts, once more powerful cutting, and a more rapid recovery after a difficult parry.

Both fighters dedicated themselves to the duel, both skilled, both endurance and determination.

Facts have proved that Magyar is correct, and Falzad goes further in the way of martial arts.

His opponent began to pant more severely, his movements were more difficult, and he was exhausted before his opponent's solid defense.

They circled each other, faster and faster, their feet almost off the ground.

At present, it seems that the competition has not won or lost. As time passed, whispers of praise came from the audience-the absolute concentration of the two fighters.

Suddenly, the black-clothed warrior slid down--just the width of a palm, a short slip, which was quickly stopped, but it was too late.

The silver-gray figure swooped forward, slapped his opponent's blade, grasping the advantage.

A second later, the soldier in black was in danger, his blade was loosely held in his palm, and the opponent's weapon squeezed his bare neck.

With a flick of the tip of the knife, a blood line was drawn at the collarbone that defeated the fighter.

"it is good!!"

The audience roared and cheered, slapped the low tables and chairs, and raised a bottle of fine wine to pay tribute to the winner.

The defeated warrior stepped back several steps, fell to the ground, and his muscles began to twitch. And let out a huge and heavy gasp.

His body was pushed to its limit, and his limbs trembled from exhaustion.

The winner's situation is only slightly better.

Falzad saluted his battle captain and the owner of this place, his face was sweaty, and he looked up and stood unstable, although the cheers seemed to support the two fighters.

After a while, he started to pull his opponent from the ground, and the blade in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

The two fighters who had previously focused on fighting, squeezed each other's hands at the wrists, and even though they were exhausted, they gave each other a warm hug.

Mazar stared at Falzad, who was staggering towards the nearest table, asking for some wine.

"Every time I see these guys, I wonder if I have lived too long."

The Lord of the Death Temple murmured, recalling the past.

"The heroes who used to fight with us are gone. What is the meaning of the remaining old things like us?"

Soshyang on the side suddenly laughed and said:

"The meaning is to wait for the day when the emperor will call you back and we will all be called back."

Suddenly, Magyar looked at him sharply, as if thinking about the meaning of these words.

Then his expression was relieved, but his eyes shimmered more intensely than usual.

"The little guy's style is very close to us, but his combat skills are simply indescribable."

As Lord Magyar spoke, he attracted more meat, and watched Falzad merge into the crowd illuminated by the fire.

"I remember you once said that your swordsmanship was taught by the instructor of the battle group, so is he too?"

Soshyan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

An expression of curiosity immediately appeared on Mazar's face.

"Then he must be a very, very powerful and excellent fighter. Why have you never introduced him to me? I really want to have a chat with him."

"He is dead."

Hearing these words, Mazar was stunned for a few seconds, and then nodded sadly.

"It's such a shame... Another hero has passed away."

After briefly chatting with Soshyang for a while, Magyar took him to the tactical room to have a simple exchange on the battle situation during this period.

The battle actually progressed quite smoothly. The green-skin outer strongholds of the Fran galaxy were all uprooted, and the satellites near the main star were also captured one by one. Only a few outposts on the edge of the galaxy have not been taken down due to insufficient dispatch of troops. .

Now they have built a steel cage and trapped the stubborn beast in the cage.

To kill or to cut, in fact, it is not difficult.

"It has now been proved that Fren's Star has been basically fortified, from its poles to the central equator, with various anti-orbital weapons."

As the Lord Magyar spoke, he drew a circle on the control panel with a light pen, and then a circle of light appeared on the hologram made of dim light.

"If there is a head-on attack, the casualties may be large and long-lasting."

"Extinction order?"

Soshyan raised a tactical possibility.

The extinction order is one of the most extreme methods for dealing with heretics, corruption or alien invasions that have deeply rooted in the population of a planet. It is only allowed to be used in the most extreme cases.

The extinction order is essentially one of the many means of destruction in the imperial armory, usually when the entire world has fallen into the worship of chaos ~www.readwn.com~ or the imperial government is overthrown and is ruled by aliens. Replacement, or a world that hides an extremely powerful and dangerous species. When the world is deemed unworthy of conquering or regaining the world, the human and material resources are unacceptable, and extinction orders are often executed.

It is also used as a way to fight against alien invasions.

The extinction order can be executed by any judge, the commander of the star warrior, the imperial admiral or the commander of the astral army.

It has a variety of execution methods. The Imperial Navy usually uses large-scale orbital bombing, and the Heretic Court can use more special weapons, such as virus bombs and cyclone torpedoes.

Facing an alien fortified planet, nothing is more direct and effective than the extinction order. Anyway, Fren’s Star has been occupied by Green Skin for a long time. In the past, many colonists eventually died of the rise of Green Skin. The empire also Basically gave up this little value planet.

Lord Magyar nodded sternly.

"I thought about it, but it will take about a month for the nearest trial court fleet to arrive at the earliest. It's just bombing by orbit alone. With Fren's current defensive power, I am afraid that it will not be effective within three months."

"It seems that our time is tight?"

Soshyan captures the key in the opponent's language.

"Yes it is."

Mazar frowned, looking very distressed.

"The latest information, the green-skinned warlord pirate, Nazdreg Udgrubbau, seems to have accepted the Frenstar Greenskin's request for help, or some deal, and is driving its huge fleet to this place. "

Soshyan took a breath, which is really not good news.

Afterwards, Mazar added another sentence.

"By the way, the pirate fleet you wiped out in Gages earlier was the vanguard of Nazdreig."