God Emperor’s Angel of Death

He fell in a dream--

But Astarte cultivator rarely dreams.

Recalling that strange memory, he saw himself standing on a dry plain under a clouded sky.

In the distance, he could see a jagged and barren mountain, the top of which was hollowed out to form a vast basin.

Sunlight penetrates the clouds above the head, illuminating the rain of iron and blood.

Countless corpses fell from the sky into the mountains.

People are like raindrops, continuously falling from the sky, hitting the top of the mountain, filling the valley with flesh and blood.

They have only one thing in common, they are both Astarte.

Black, purple, gray, white--

And, somehow, he knew he was among them.

Soon, the air of this planet named Istavan III turned into flames. He could not see the horizon, but could only see a storm of flames rolling up and surrounding the atmosphere.

The integrity and high temperature alarms of his armor stopped a few minutes ago. He could feel the cold spreading on his body. He was breathing the smoke but could not smell them.

Although he was enveloped in flames, he felt as if he was shaking.

He knows what it means. The air—in his lungs, in his nose, in his throat—is burning him from the inside.

The flames are infiltrating, and he is being roasted in his armor.

He is dying.

He failed, it is clear.

Besieged, betrayed and outnumbered, but they can still bite back.

He should have expected how they would respond. He should have made different deployments. He should have—

He should have died in the first round of virus bomb salvos.

This is the reward for his weakness, but if he died in this way, then it is also the result of his weakness that he once again proved.

Suddenly, Soshian's voice brought him back to reality.

"And one minute, brethren, in the flames of war, we are full of resolution."

"We are full of resolution."

Sol's mouth automatically Followed by the surrounding battle brother-even though his brother had already perished and twisted into a monster.

"We descended from the sky and fell straight to hell."

"Endlessly fighting."

Warriors chanted.

"A breath is still there."

"Chapter is forever!"

Sol turned his headband and looked towards Soshian.

He stood alone, his head bent forward, his face a little unclear under the projection of the red landing warehouse light, but his resolute eyes were gleaming.

Soshian's armor-covered hands tightly hold the Sacred Flame Sword, a powerful precision power weapon.

Like his brother, the war gave him resolution.

At this time, a rumbling crash sounded, and Thor realized that Thunderhawk's back turret had fired.

After a while, a familiar sound vibrated indicating that Thunderhawk’s automatic turret was also firing.

Subsequently, the cracking sound of the metal showed that not all shots were theirs.

Before turning his attention to his own equipment, he glanced at his team, their faces behind their helmets.

The fully blessed and anointed blaster is locked beside him, and the armor automatically feels on standby. When he grabs the weapon, he can connect with the weapon to monitor his life index. The icon display is stable.

He rubbed the restraint band and was satisfied with the stability of the connection.

"We immediately destroy the leader of the greenskin."

Soshian looked up and said, Sol looked at his cold black eyes and nodded responded.

There is no time to say more.

The pitch of the engine began to rise, and the turbulence indicated that it was heading towards the landing site at full speed.

The protective belt on the back trembled automatically, and the warriors stood together. In order to arrive at the last moment, they unlocked the explosive gun and locked the magnetic shoes.

Sol made one last prayer to his ancient sword, and at the same time, the automatic feel of the armor was tied to its aiming system and ammunition counter.

They are still falling.

From the reducer, you can hear the noise outside. There is no doubt that it is the hammer of forging war.

The green-skinned war accompanies the thunderous roar, and the enemy is more successful than them. Hundreds and thousands.

They directly attacked the heart of the aggressor, directly and truthfully, realizing the emperor’s just judgment.

"brother."

This word brought him a buzz of pain throughout his body, and the echo of Istavan's dream disappeared in his mind.

The next second, the landing ramp opened.

Sol tightly gripped the blaster, his lips reciting the vow of battle.

In front of him, there was a row of green-skinned boys under the hazy dust moved towards Lei Ying rushed.

Even if sealed in the power armor, the anger stemming from the threat of attack still covers him, impacting his nerves.

When the astonished Greenskin tried to attack first, the only thing Thunder Eagle would do to the enemy was to hit the enemy with heavy bombs and laser cannons continuously, sending death to Greenskin at close range and flat range.

After the Thunder Eagles lowered their altitude and crushed more than a hundred enemies, they began to flee all around in fear.

Soshian was the first to jump out of the cabin and was also the first to fire.

The recent green skins fell down and burst into pieces under the action of the hail-like explosive bombs. Even their nasty tenacious green skin bodies could not bear the blessings from Astarte’s hands. The sacred firepower of the weapon.

The warrior is spread out and arranged on both sides of the chapter length, spread out around the Thunder Eagle to protect the landing area.

The Thunder Eagle above them supported them with thunderous firepower.

The unquenchable anger of the fighting brothers forced the roaring Greenskin back.

"Move forward."

Soshian's voice rang in the squad channel.

The leader of striker Oukqun is in the vicinity, which can be easily identified by Ouk's size-just one hundred meters before the landing point, the head of his minions faintly appeared.

While Soshian was loading ammunition, the Ouke leader was roaring and leading the charge towards Space Marine.

As everyone knows, there are two things that Greenskin cannot help: one is the challenge to authority, and the other is the fierce battle.

Astral Knight will also satisfy this group of wild beasts.

"Maintain the battle line."

Soshian's voice resounded all over the channel.

In the next second, the bullets filled between him and the leader of Oak again.

The greenskins withstood the attack and counterattacked. The simple bullets slammed Astarte's armor continuously, and the air was suddenly filled with dry dusty sizzling metal.

The life index panel of the three warrior in the squad shows that they suffered a little bit of injury.

Being completely surrounded and exposed, they are impossible to maintain their small front for more than ten minutes.

They must move in time.

Thunderhawk’s engine roared toward the sky, and its protruding gun mount weapon rotated toward the Ouke group toward the first squad.

Not far away, the chief Okker and his bodyguards dealt with the kid in front of them with punches and kicks, and shouted at their subordinates.

The Ouke leader himself is a giant beast with dark green muscles and a layered heavy yellow deck. His small round eyes are full of anger and staring at Soshian. -Obviously it also recognized the head of the shrimp.

It shoved and trampled the same kind in front of it, rushed all the way to him, roared and challenged, and a huge mechanical claw stretched towards Soshian's head.

"Retreat one after another."

Soshian flashed the blow and retired from where he was before.

He kept shooting, punching the green-skinned bodyguard who was following the leader into holes, and switching from one target to the next with skill and ease.

The rest of the warriors maintained the front, pouring ammunition toward a large group of green tides that were constantly increasing.

Only Soshian is back.

Only the leader of Ouke followed into the squad circle.