The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"This……"

　　 For a while, West didn't know how to answer, but kept wiping the sweat from his sleeves on his forehead.

　　 The sullenness of the demigod is like a thundercloud, and the terrifying energy brewing in it is unbearable for any mortal.

　　 But before it broke out, Soshyang calmed down.

　　 "The task is important, don't worry about other things."

　　 Thor's voice penetrated his head from the communicator. He knew that what the other party said was right. At this time, the task was the first.

　　 So he straightened up, turned around and returned to the line, and then strode towards the open church.

　　 In the process, thinking of the dirty woman holding his child tightly, he suddenly realized that he still had the ring around his neck.

　　 This may belong to the memory of struggling to let go after getting away from mortals.

　　 Soon, they reached their goal.

Although this church is not big, it looks quite old, and it is well maintained, as clean as new flower windows, neat lawns, and a layer of undyed statues, all declaring that the managers here are quite good. Attentive.

　　 Next to the red-brown door of the church, stood a chubby bishop. He looked more than forty years old, dressed in a white robe, with a long rose rosary hanging in his hands, and a pious face.

　　 There are several priests and a dozen young deacons behind him.

　　 "Vangelis, the humble servant, welcomes the sacred angel, the messenger of the emperor, and depends on the emperor, and the common people rely on it."

　　 When the angels stepped up the stairs, the bishop bowed deeply, then led the demigods into the church with a smoking censer, and the priests and deacons sang hymns to the emperor.

　　 Outside the church lawn, almost everyone stopped.

　　 Once here, their distinguished status is not very useful.

　　 Only West entered, but he could not enter the church either. The priests stopped him and only allowed him to "obey the call" outside the church door.

　　At this sacred moment, the authority of religious figures has undoubtedly been amplified, and West can only stand piously outside the gate, waiting for new orders from the demigods.

　　 This may be tiring, but there is no doubt that it is also an honor enough to make everyone in the city grab their heads,

　　 "This sacred garden was established almost at the same time as the city of Setis. With the blessing of the emperor and the efforts of dozens of generations of bishops, it had its scale today. The thirty-first bishop also used to..."

　　 While the bishop who led the way in front was chattering about the introduction, Soshyan was also observing the environment in the church.

This church is indeed worthy of its long history. Many murals can be seen as having a history of hundreds of years. In order to welcome angels to come, candles are lit in every corner of the church, so that the main hall of the church is bathed in warm candlelight. With the reflection and setback of the colorful windows, the entire church interior seems to be surrounded by a sacred halo.

"All right."

　　 Soshyan stopped, he didn't plan to go deeper.

　　 "Uh...sir, a quiet room has been arranged behind."

　　 The bishop turned around and said cautiously:

　　 "It may be noisy here..."

　　 "It's okay, you can go down first."

　　Although he wanted to say something, the bishop dispelled the idea of ​​violating the angel. After sending a blessing, he turned and walked towards the door.

　　 After he left, the door slowly closed.

　　 "This place is much better."

　　 Almin took off his helmet and took a deep breath. The nasal cavity was suddenly filled with a strong smell of bio-oil-the candles were all made with primitive methods, and the original smell of the products remained.

　　 In any case, it smells much better than the rotten mud and refugees outside.

　　 "Do you think what that person said is true."

　　 Soshyang also took off his helmet. After hearing his words, Sol beside him was silent for a moment, and then took off his helmet.

"should be."

　　 "Then our goal is determined?"

　　 "It needs to be observed on the spot to be sure, but in my opinion...If there are any ancient ruins, there is no reason why the mechanical gods will miss it, especially the ones that have been discovered."

　　 Thor's words reminded Soshjan.

　　 A relic that has been discovered, the Mechanical Sect will definitely notice it for the first time. They have a strong desire and obsession with this kind of existence.

　　 Unless they are really not interested, or false.

　　Or, they have already been here.

　　 No matter which one it is, it seems that it shouldn’t be the goal of Soshyang’s trip.

　　 "In any case, go and investigate first. If it's not right, then change to another area."

　　 "What about the rebels."

　　 Sol looked at Soshyan and raised a question.

　　 Almin answered this question first.

　　 "Of course, kill them all! We are Astarte, the defenders of the emperor's authority. In any case, we have the responsibility to eradicate rebellion!"

　　 Sol glanced at him blankly and asked in a low voice:

　　 "What if they didn't shake the emperor's authority."

　　 "How is this possible, they are traitors, they are rebellious, they attacked..."

　　 Soshyang raised his arm and interrupted Armin.

　　 "Our goal is very clear. If they don't attack us actively, we won't waste time on them. The local defense forces and the astral forces are enough to solve the problem."

　　Almin opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say a word, and Saul just nodded slightly, then leaned on a marble pillar, closing his eyes and rested.

　　 The other fighters also found a place to stay.

　　 Soshyan walked alone in front of the huge emperor icon in the church hall.

　　 He looked at the lord of mankind who looked at the common people, and for a while, he was in a daze. He stayed motionless. Although the other fighters looked strange, they didn't bother him.

　　 Time just passed by, and the veil of late night was gradually lifted by the rising sun.

　　 When the first ray of sunlight shone on Soshyang through the flower windows of the dome of the church, the demigod trembled suddenly and then blinked, like a resurrected statue.

"I……"

　　 When he turned around, he saw Sol behind him, and the two almost collided.

　　 "You stood motionless for six standard Terra hours."

　　 "...It's weird."

　　 Soshyang took a step back, moved his limbs, and found no discomfort except for a slight stiffness ~www.readwn.com~.

　　 "I can't feel anything."

　　 "Like a machine."

　　 Thor's profound words made Soshyang stunned for a few seconds, and when he was about to speak, there was a gunshot in the distance.

　　 "There is a situation."

　　All the star warriors immediately stood up like a reflex and put on their helmets.

　　 When Soshyang pushed open the door and walked out, he happened to see West rushing over, and the bishop and his party were faithfully guarding the door.

　　 They obviously stayed up all night.

　　 "Is it a rebel?"

　　 "A little trouble, the guards can solve it right away, and it can be solved right away, noble angels and humble servants have prepared some early for you, please follow—"

　　West has a gentle smile on his face, but Soshyan can see tension and hypocrisy in it.

　　 What is he hiding?

　　 "Up the city wall."

　　 Soshyang finished speaking, and pushed West away, leading the soldiers onto the retaining wall.

　　 Seeing the angels coming, the guards gave way one after another, and Soshyang and his party were able to board the height of the retaining wall.

Soon, he noticed that on the edge of the jungle, a group of people in ragged clothes and holding white flags were walking out of the jungle. The guards on the parapet were shooting at them with rifles and heavy logging machine guns, trying to intimidate them from moving forward. .

　　 But those people were still advancing, and someone fell in pain after being hit, and stopped moving after a while.

　　 More than a dozen corpses have been produced on the ground.

　　 But every time a person dies, another will come out of the jungle.

　　 "Casefire!"

　　 A loud shout from the grille of the star warrior helmet made the gunshots on the parapet disappear immediately.

　　 "Open the door and let them in."