The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　嘭——!

　　 The heavy metal gate was knocked open in this way, and a giant with a strong smell of blood broke into Loken's temporary command post.

　　 He walked into the gate in a calm posture, his black eyepiece reflected cruelty, and blood dripped from the tomahawk in his right hand from time to time. He was looking for a target.

　　 Then, appearing in front of his eyes were two combat robots that had already been prepared.

Da da da----!

　　 Before he could react, a rain of bullets enveloped him, and the hot metal hit his armor, beating him stunned and unsteady.

　　 "Damn it!"

　　 The World Swallower let out an angry roar and stabilized his steps. Although the bullets were still impacting him, they were not enough to penetrate his vital parts.

　　 "I want to tear it up--"

When he was stimulated by the butcher’s nail, he was ready to charge desperately, using the serrations of the tomahawk to tear the **** mechanical cultist into pieces, several high-heat cutting lasers swept from both sides and above the gate .

　　 The World Swallower caught off guard, was swept across his shoulders and legs by the laser, and fell to the ground at once-one of his arms and thighs were neatly cut off.

　　While he continued to struggle, two combat robots stepped forward, still touching his chest and head with smoking muzzles.

"Do not--"

　　 The next second, his roar was drowned in the roar of guns.

　　 "Huh..."

　　 Seeing that the big guy only had the ability to twitch on the ground, Loken took a breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

　　 Fortunately, out of personal safety considerations, he secretly deployed a large number of defensive weapons in his den, which finally played a key role.

　　 Fortunately, this guy is too arrogant. If he stands outside the door and shoots a shot, Loken feels that there is a high probability that he has gone to see Omsenia now.

　　 "What's the situation now."

　　 After solving the enemy in front of him, Loken hid for a while, confirming that no other guys came to him, and finally got out from under the chair.

　　 However, when he was just about to go up and take a look at the "dead" star warrior, the guy suddenly violent, with dripping blood, suddenly stretched his arm towards the technical priest.

　　 "Hmm ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

　　 Loken immediately screamed like a toe-stomped fart, but before he was caught, a heavy hammer struck like a meteor, and slammed behind the head of the **** chaotic star warrior.

　　 The other side staggered, fell to the ground, and got another hammer before getting up.

　　咣——!

　　 The hammer directly slammed half of the opponent's head into the ground, and then the combat robot also stepped up to fill the gun frantically, almost smashing the opponent's body before stopping.

　　 Loken raised his head blankly, but saw a strong man with a silver-gray apron and a tall hat on his head.

　　 "Did you die?"

The strong man rubbed his bald head and wiped away the blood splashed on it. His sturdy square face had a scar extending from the base of the ear to the chin, and his thick neck looked unusually red and greasy under the light. The thick arms look hardly worse than a star warrior.

　　 Seeing his outfit, somehow Loken thought of just two words.

　　 chef.

　　 "Where is your kitchen? Or a place to store food."

　　 The brawny man stared at Loken, and asked in a very "sincere" tone.

　　 But considering the heavy hammer still dripping with blood in his hand, Loken felt that he had no reason to refuse, so he pointed to the door and said:

　　 "You go out and turn right for five hundred meters and you see a staircase. Go up and turn left for one hundred meters."

　　 "Thank you, my name is Rozim Premji, I sneaked in with the shuttle secretly, just to replenish some goods, don't let me miss it."

　　 "Oh...oh oh!"

　　 Seeing the other party swaying away, Loken was still in a dream. He didn't remember that he was in an invasion until the sound of the alarm penetrated his eardrum.

　　 He hurriedly walked to the operation platform and connected the mechanical appendage to the monitoring system of the track station.

　　 As a result, he was taken aback. At this point when he was entangled by that big guy, the traitors had already approached Star Harbor.

　　 They found a temporary maintenance channel, Loken can control most of the area, but because this area is not often used, there is no monitoring system connected to the track station.

　　 Now, there are not many methods he can drive. Starport has assembled thousands of defensive troops, but it is still unknown whether he can do anything.

　　 Loken is pessimistic about this report.

　　 He is already considering whether to start the self-destruction program of the orbital station. As the highest representative of mechanical teaching on the orbital station, he has this authority.

　　Once he did this, he was going to let tens of thousands of people be buried with a few traitors. Of course he had a way to escape, but after that, he might not be able to return to the planet.

　　 After all, such a huge loss, someone has to come back.

　　Depending on the situation, Sola's idiot has probably died, so whoever is the best candidate.

　　 Loken was caught in a dilemma. At this time, he was really willing to exchange anything for a team of escorts or loyal Astarte, anything—

　　嘀嘀嘀——

　　 The communicator rang suddenly, and Loken was stunned for a moment, only to realize that this was not a signal from the ground, but from the void.

　　 Then he pressed the connect button.

　　 "How are you, how are you?"

　　 "Hello, citizen of the empire, I am the commander of the Astral Knights, Soshyan, we have received a distress signal."

　　 Loken grabbed the gear on his chest and kissed him hard.

　　 Praise Omnesia!

　　 "Yes, yes! I am the priest Loken, the technical priest of the Ma’kande 2 orbital defensive station! It was me who sent the signal, and we were attacked by a group of imperial traitors!"

　　 "We have confirmed the identity of the attackers~www.readwn.com~How far are they going? How many are there."

　　 "My lord, there are 9 of these traitors in total, and I have solved 1 of them. Their goal is a sword-class frigate that has been overhauled, the Honor Sabre. They have broken through the central control room and are heading to Star Harbor."

　　 "Understand, we will arrive at Star Harbor directly, by then I hope you can cooperate with us to eliminate these traitors."

　　 "Xinggang has assembled a part of the defense forces, and is always waiting for your dispatch, my lord."

　　 "Very good, I need a structural diagram of Star Harbor, and I hope you can arrange for the defenders to make the following deployment..."

　　 "I am waiting for your dispatch, my lord."

　　 At this moment, Loken suddenly remembered that the name of the Star Knights Battle Group was a bit familiar.

　　 "My lord, did you come here with your fleet to supply equipment and supplies?"

　　 He finally remembered that his mentor had made a promise with the Astral Knights to provide the battle group with two hundred years of equipment supplies. The last batch should have started long ago, but the other party asked not to ship it first.

　　 Loken was still weird at the time, and on the ground always asked to ship goods quickly to free up valuable warehouse space, but since it was Astarte's request, he agreed.

　　 I didn't expect an unintentional act, and finally became the key to saving myself.

　　 "Yes, are those supplies still safe."

　　 "Very safe! I put them in the safest warehouse without any looting or destruction."

　　 "Thank you very much, priest Loken."

　　 Knowing that the supplies are all safe, the original blunt tone on the other side softened a bit.

　　 "Our Thunder Eagle will arrive at Star Harbor soon, you arranged like this..."