The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Saltak?"

Suddenly, in the boundless sinking, there seemed to be a tiny voice squeezed into his ears.

"Saltak? Can you hear me? Saltak?"

who is it?

Who is calling him?

He wanted to open his mouth, but the cold black sea water poured into his throat immediately, making him howl silently, and his limbs became heavier and heavier...

Suddenly, a beam of light shone from overhead, so warm, with the fragrance of almost forgotten plants, and then green vines hung down, entangled his body, and fished him out of the black sea.

The next moment, he was suddenly in a beautiful garden, which looked like the courtyard of a hive nobleman, with a huge fountain in the middle, flower beds and white marble columns everywhere.

"Saltak."

A thick male voice made him turn around abruptly, but he saw a young soldier in silver-gray power armor looking at him with a smile. He was so tall that he even surpassed the Terminator, and although the logo on his shoulder armor It was quite unfamiliar, but the eagle emblem on his chest reassured him a lot.

However, he was still very alert and slightly distanced himself from the opponent.

"You are......"

"I am the Chapter Master of the Star Knights, Soshyan Alexei."

"Star Knight..."

Saltak thought for a while, and finally found some traces of this name from his broken memory.

"Is it the star knight who almost perished in the world engine war?"

Soshyan nodded.

"yes."

Then the other party turned around and walked towards a huge white round table in the garden. Saltak followed after hesitating for a moment, and then he heard the soothing sound of the piano. Looking aside, he found a man in a light green dress. A beautiful young girl was sitting on a stone platform not far away, her eyes slightly closed, and she was gently fiddled with a white harp.

The sound of the piano relaxed Saltak's tense nerves a lot, and finally gave him more room to think.

He sat in front of Soshyan, looked at him, and said in a deep voice:

"Please explain."

"Well, Saltak, you are a think tank. The current situation should be more or less understandable. We are in a space of consciousness. The reason for doing this is because of your body..."

At that moment, Saltak thought of the boundless despair and madness in the darkness, couldn't help but shuddered, and then whispered:

"Yes... I was sealed in the Dreadnought."

"We found you in the wreckage of the naval battle. It seems that your former comrades in arms planned to use you as a **** beast, but unfortunately they were sunk before they could wake you up."

"naval battle?"

Soshyan then told each other about a series of events of the expedition and the many grievances and grievances between him and Huron.

Saltak was stunned after listening to it, and it took him a long time to digest the information. He stared at the huge white round table and murmured to himself:

"It's been... so long..."

"When were you sealed into the Fearless?"

"About 926."

"Forty years..."

Soshyan sighed softly.

"I also know everything about you, regret and pain have tormented you for forty years."

Saltak raised his head abruptly. As a think tank, he heard some details in Soshyan's words.

"You read my memory!?"

Soshyan smiled.

"Don't be nervous, there is nothing we can do. Your mind is almost completely insane. The only way is to find the remaining personality in the sea of ​​your soul, and then repair the broken personality. This will inevitably touch the memory, and I must also Make sure you save a loyal soldier and not a fallen traitor."

After a moment of silence, Saltak nodded.

"Yes, that's the only way to go. You did nothing wrong, Commander Soshyan Supreme Lord...then how do you plan to deal with me now?"

"It's not what I want to do with you, the last claw of the stars, it's what you plan to do in the future?"

Saltak replied without hesitation:

"Revenge! In order to wash away the shame of the battle group, for the sake of Aruhun and Losar, and for the blood of San Diego's billions of blood, I swear that Huron's blood will be paid! Please give me this opportunity, I am willing to provide what I can provide All help! I will tell you everything I know about Huron and the Red Corsairs! My weapons and strength will also be at your disposal!"

Soshyan nodded and said seriously:

"Okay, I promise you, the last star claw, Saltak."

After all, he stood up.

"Then we'll see each other in reality."

"wait-"

Saltak stretched out his hand, then took a few deep breaths, as if he wanted to enjoy the illusory freedom and warmth for the last time, and then nodded.

"Okay...uh, there is one more thing, I don't know if it's troublesome for you."

"Please say."

"If I remember correctly, before Huron's rebellion, a non-commissioned officer left the battle group because he couldn't understand his domineering style and joined the Deathwatch. If it's convenient for you, can you help me find out if he is still alive?"

Soshyan thought for a moment, then nodded.

"No problem, what's his name?"

"His name is Andar Skyrion."

"Okay, I remember."

In fact, Suoshyan originally wanted to talk to the other party about Valier's problem, but when he saw the other party mentioning the compatriots of Deathwatch, he realized that the last star claw might have a new idea after regaining consciousness, so he temporarily changed his mind. Let's not talk about the idea for now, let's see what kind of actions he will have in the future before making a decision.

Saltak looked amused by Soshyan's assurance, smiling for the first time before nodding.

"Thank you...let me wake up."

The next moment, his world was dark and cold, and everything just now seemed to be just a dream, maybe just another crazy imagination of him trapped in the boundless darkness.

"Sartak, wake up..."

The small sound brought a throbbing pain through his body, and for a moment he thought he was drowning, as if dark water was covering him, and then the warm amniotic fluid poured into his mouth and nose, reminding him of the feeling of breathing.

Then his nerves reconnected with the fearless body, painful memories still flashed in his remnant body, and at that moment his fragile body wanted to scream.

Silence enveloped him. Before he was alive and reborn as a Dreadnought, he had never paid attention to the soft noise made by life, the pulsation of heart and blood, the rise and fall of breathing, the subtle sounds produced by the joint movement of muscles and bones , and when he wakes up now it's all blank.

Gradually, the fearless sensory system revived, the sound came first, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Then he began to feel his limbs, the pistons and servos waiting for his command, and the sensations that had become his body. Part of the weapon, and finally he activated the sensor mounted on the iron coffin like a power armor helmet.

Fog swirled in the greenish darkness in front of him, and as he slowly opened his heavy eyelids, arcs of light from visual displays spread out around the edge of his vision, and rangefinders, infrared sensors, and aurora arrays began to cover his field of vision.

Finally, when the visual system fully recovered, he saw the person in the dream standing in front of him, still smiling warmly.

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"Hello, Brother Saltak."

He took a few slow breaths, barely adapting to the claustrophobic feeling of being unable to move his limbs, and then spit out a few words hoarsely from his throat that had been silent for decades.

"Hello, Soshyan Alexei Supreme Lord Commander, the last Star Claw salutes you."

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