The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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In the messy and dimly lit bridge, there are running **** and thumping percussive sounds everywhere, and from time to time there is the thud of steam leaking.

The scalded **** screamed and ran away, clutching his head, and then being pushed back by the mechanics with a wrench and a hammer.

This didn't look like the commanding heart of a starship at all, but more like a lively grocery store.

But this is Ok.

They don't need any professionalism or discipline. They can do a lot with their own instincts and interests.

Of course, many things can be done.

A giant beast covered in yellow and black armor overlooks the busy bridge.

It is so tall that it is more than four meters in sight with the naked eye. The regular thick armor plate makes it look stronger than fearless. Of the two arms, one is a huge power claw, and the other is equipped with an amazing caliber. Plasma cannon, and at the same time a huge yellow treacherous moon nailed to its left shoulder.

Black is its background color, and yellow is the burning flames. When it turns its head, its dark red eyes are like burning briquettes in the night.

It is the famous Nazdreg Udgrub, the green-skinned pirate warlord who has caused the most headaches for the Imperial Navy, and a villain who has plundered hundreds of human worlds.

Nazdreig stopped above the center of the hall, below the projected image, and then looked around, looking at the faces of the surrounding bosses.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes flashed in the dark, like a hungry herd, about to move.

He then nodded slowly.

Then hundreds of fists slammed on the chest at the same time.

A fierce roar erupted from the bridge.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !

This roar was continuously transmitted between the warships, and was broadcast through the speakers in the void outside the ship's body.

Even if the fleet is in the subspace domain, this roar also stirred up ripples, causing those soulless chasers to flee in fright.

Nazdreig turned around and stared at the slowly rotating projection. Above it was the soon-to-arrival galaxy—Fren, a very small galaxy that had not been noticeable before.

Suddenly, the projection changed and the image of the planet disappeared, replaced by his fleet.

Nazdrag kept the image there, and now he has many questions to think about.

"This place has been besieged by the shrimps for a long time. I wondered if the idiot should be able to withstand it, but it actually survived."

It looked at the moving purple cloud-shaped symbol again, which represented the condition of the surrounding subspace.

"I don't think it can survive because it has the ability."

Nazdreig looked up at the other bosses, and nodded a bit as if he understood what his boss meant, but their wisdom could not make them make the same judgment.

A smile appeared on the face of the pirate warlord.

It knows how to create a trap, and it also knows how to weaken and kill surprised enemies-it has been used in many wars by itself.

There is no doubt that it has seen a trap right now.

It is unknown who created the trap, but its instinct reminds the green-skinned boss that the danger is approaching.

"If this is a trap for us."

Nazdreig's voice overwhelmed the hustle and bustle of the hall.

"Who is that... waiting for us?"

The pirate warlord stared at the star map, with more than a dozen light spots flashing on it, all of which were outposts constantly sending signals in the asteroid belt on the edge of the galaxy.

It stands to reason that if they can send a signal, it proves that they have not fallen.

That proves that they are still safe——

safe?

Nazdreg let out a breath from his nostrils and almost laughed.

In its eyes, these flashing outposts were like a chain, an iron chain trying to strangle his neck.

This may be enough to deceive most Ouke.

But it won't. It is the smartest boss, and these tricks seem to be as funny as the jokes of assholes.

Then, its gaze was locked on the edge of the chain, a vacancy, the location of an already dimmed outpost, an area that in fact must be "unsafe".

If the previous star chart is correct, either the outpost has moved its long legs, or someone “moved” it.

It is also possible that someone accidentally “smashed” it to pieces, unable to fight it, and had to use crude tricks to hide it from the sky.

They must firmly believe that they will not go to such a dangerous area, because it is a "trap".

well.

Nazdrag grinned.

"Boys! Turn around the bow! Let's give Xiami a big surprise!!!"

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"The patrol mission is over in one week."

Captain Midias sighed secretly on the old bridge, pale hair under the navy hat he had worn for many years.

His ship "The Spear of No Fear" is an Indomitable-class cruiser that has been in service for more than two hundred years and has undergone several major repairs.

Some voices say that the cost of maintaining this old ship is getting higher and higher, and it should be decommissioned and sealed up as soon as possible.

But Midias never looks at his ship like this~www.readwn.com~ For him, she is her. He knows every inch of her armor and strength, just like the bridge under his feet. The precise order works like that.

The servants murmured to the thinker, and the officers exchanged verbal commands, data boards, and rolls of parchment manuscripts.

The technical priests huddled quietly in their own little world, unless the warship's machine soul caught their attention.

The bridge is the brain of the warship, and what it controls is a warship of the Imperial Navy.

This three-kilometer-long starship has tens of thousands of slave laborers and servants, and just like its kind, she was born with only one purpose-to defend the borders of the empire.

He was located near the destroyed asteroid. After achieving the goal, Astart’s fleet left, leaving only the battle group consisting of the Fearless Spear and twelve other light warships in the small. The outermost surface of the planetary belt is on standby near the edge of the galaxy.

When the patrol mission here is over, they will go to other places to perform missions.

Midias was tired of these broken stones.

"Warning! Subspace has changed!"

Suddenly, the dark starry sky near the asteroid belt began to bulge, and the lavender and faint green light instantly covered the swollen and deformed void, and cracks appeared in it.

The technical priest on the bridge first sounded the alarm, and after a second, alarm bells began to be heard everywhere.

Midias glanced at the wave of information flowing through his busy schedule and assessed the possibility.

Something is jumping from the subspace into the real universe.

It may be an enemy, a friend, or something unknown.

Before confirming its body, the welcome ceremony is treated equally.

He immediately issued the order that the entire ship was looking forward to.

"Enter the combat position."