The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Although the man who called himself Texhar was very enthusiastic when he first came up, Soshyan is no longer the person who simply believed in any "brother" in the past.

He raised his hand and pointed at his shoulder.

"Don't rush to call the legion commander. How do you prove your identity? You don't have the logo of the legion, and you don't have any advance notice. You just walk over here and say that you are the Poisonous Thorns Legion-"

"Not anymore."

The man who called himself Texhar interrupted Soshyan coldly.

"No more poisonous thorns, that's just a shame, a lie spun by despicable conspirators and cowards trying to cover up our glorious bloodline!"

Soshyan sighed softly and said:

"Okay, so how do you prove that you are who you claim to be."

Texhar took out a medal. Even from a distance of hundreds of meters, Soshyan could see clearly that it was a Blade Medal, a medal that all participants of the Blade Feast could get. Then Haoma took it. Medal, give it to Soshyan.

Soshyan turned over the back and saw a name—

Weng Bifuer gritted his teeth and said:

"This is my honor, Legion Commander."

"Is it meaningless to say those words? To tell you the truth, who are you serving? The Poisonous Thorns Chapter was wiped out seven hundred years later. How did they survive to this day? And who transplanted the ashes into him? Marrow? To say that you rely on yourself, you don’t know very much. They appeared earlier and later. It would be too much of a coincidence that they suddenly appeared when you came there. Tell me, they Who is in front of me?"

"Before this duel started, the attendant handed you a towel. If you didn't think twice, you used it to wipe the sweat from your face and forehead. Before Sal Bailey finished his nonsense and attacked your battle group, I didn't even think about it. You know what happened under Sartar! Why do you want to engulf this world? Because the people outside helped you defeat the aliens, and it was the civilians in these hives who shed blood!"

When Sal Bailey's name was mentioned, Soshyan could clearly feel the strange power of the gray marrow under Tekshar's body. Even the eyes of my metal face turned dark green, and some marks similar to symbols appeared on it. The cheeks and temples grow back, and the surrounding temperature begins to drop significantly.

"Rejing, Texhar, you are asking him a question."

If the other party falls out over this, so be it.

Weng Bifur's only remaining eye, or rather one naked eye, was staring at Suoshiyang.

When Soshyan stretched out his hand and put it on my shoulder, the strangeness under Tekshar gradually disappeared, and I nodded and said:

"What happened before? So he should have been dead at that time."

"I call myself Li."

"What did you find?"

"Yes."

Of course, Soshyan's purpose is not to shake hands, but to sense the gray marrow in the other person's body.

"Salbelli... this is an insidious, beautiful bastard! I can't imagine what a group of dirty gangsters the Imperial Fists would be if they chose such a person as the head priest! Even if they fight to the death, they will die. It should be me!”

Saying that, Texhar patted the metal part of my head.

"So you can't give that legion's gift to others."

It must be wrong as expected, that person's gray marrow may have been tampered with...

What the other party said was actually a point of confusion for Soshyan, because Weng Biberi lost to Weng Bifure in the duel, so how could he kill the opponent before?

Before letting go, Soshyan looked at my face.

Soshiyang thought for a while, then suddenly laughed again and took two steps forward.

As he spoke, the warrior half-closed his eyes.

The moment the two held hands, Suoshiyang felt the rolling will in the other person's body, waiting for instructions at any time. It was indeed gray marrow, but it was different. There was something hidden outside that made me feel weird. , just like the little rocks under the roaring sea, which are often exposed as the sea surface surges, making it difficult for people to distinguish whether it is just an isolated rock or a huge island.

Texhar.

Saying that, I raised my hand.

Soshyan did not comment, but simply asked:

"Please say."

"...The nobles and governors have long fled to neighboring galaxies in spaceships for refuge. Despite being oppressed, these civilians still picked up luxurious weapons to help you. It was our sacrifice that gave you a turning point when you were trapped in a bitter war. This At that time, you promised that you would hand us over to the governor who only knows how to collect taxes and collect money! This is your oath! You went down to argue with me, but this insidious dog actually took out a weapon to attack you. You immediately He fought back and almost broke my head, but very slowly you suddenly realized..."

"There is no partial deterioration of his gray marrow."

Just in front of me, Haoma who was nearby also muttered loudly:

"Bad, let him answer a few questions for you."

I am sure that the other party is really arranged by the organization of Master Macca, so regardless of whether we are of the blood of the legion, Soshiyang will accept us again, at least superficially, and then arrange for us to go to the satellite of Nessen 8 Guarding, guarding until the end of time, I still hope that the outside of the war group will be mixed with sand again.

Texhar was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

"Not that way."

"So, he's the only one?"

"Who helped him?"

"You swear by your soul and blood. Your only allegiance is to the legion and you, the legion commander."

"According to historical records, Texhar was killed by the Imperial Fists Chaplain Sal Bailey...but he now calls himself Texhar. Why?"

"But they are worse than the original warriors of White Templar."

"Whom he serves."

The name that came out of the other party's mouth surprised Soshyan.

"Once for the Empire, now just for the Legion."

It's because Soshiyang is suspicious by nature. It's true that the soldiers claiming to be of legion bloodline appeared too suddenly and inexplicably, even more abruptly than when Thor and Savita first appeared. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com concluded from this. I believe that, especially since I have to be wary of this organization that is trying to control me.

Soshyan thought for a while, then stood up, walked to the other party, returned the medal to Texhar, and then said:

"plum!?"

"Do you want to answer now?"

"Would you mind shaking your hand?"

"what happened?"

"Sorry, I lost my temper. When you were emotional, you might have controlled the power of the Holy Essence under you."

"I never thought that the upright Imperial Fists don't have something like a human with a beast's heart..."

"...You were poisoned. According to your presumption, the only thing that could have poisoned you was not this towel...if this towel was contaminated with some kind of neurotoxin specifically targeted at Astartes from the Court of Assassins, It eventually caused your nervous system to become disordered, and Salberry took the opportunity to sneak attack you and almost smashed your head."

Soshiyang frowned before listening. He actually used poison as a method. Even by the standards of Chaos Space Marines, it was too despicable.

"Legion Commander, you understand what you mean, but you can understand your caution, because the legion is still in the stage of accumulating strength. These conspirators and hypocrites are always wary of your re-emergence. We are afraid of our own sins. Being liquidated, especially by those who were parricide, we hid in the shadows, afraid that our crimes would be rediscovered."

"Yes... yes, these yellow beasts have overestimated the weak vitality given by your small bloodline. Even if half of your skull is smashed, you are not really dead... Of course, there must be no one to help you. , so if you will die."