God Emperor’s Angel of Death

The servants worked quickly.

With the help of many hands and special tools, Soshian's armor was quickly dismantled-if only he was himself, he would never have been able to complete the work so quickly.

After the power cable and breastplate were removed, he was basically free.

Chapter's high level servants began to remove the armor from his legs, working and praising the armored machine soul in a low voice.

As soon as his leg armor was removed, he walked out by himself, without waiting for his shin guards to be taken off.

The disassembled armor is on the table beside it.

If necessary, a Space Marine has the ability to remove its own armor, but for these sacred ordnance, complete disassembly is the appropriate treatment.

If they are not cleaned, tested and treated regularly, their machine spirits will gradually lose their vitality.

At this time, the two servants walked up and untied the breathing filter from the neck-it was stuck with a layer of sweat.

After that, Soshian took a few steps forward, completely free from the constraints of the armor, and exposed his skin to the cool air inside the ship.

At this moment, he turned around.

The Seiko power armor has been completely disassembled, and the cord of the backpack hangs down from the fixed frame. The servants wrapped the other parts in red cloth, bowed deeply, and stepped back. .

As soon as he leaves here, the servants will bring his equipment to the next room.

There they will meticulously clean these sacred weapons and armors, make necessary repairs, apply holy oil again and put them back on the shelf.

When Soshian returns, his weapons will shine again, and his armor will be assembled on the armor stand.

A pair of diligent hands will wash away the traces of the day’s activities on the armor.

Then he walked naked through the arsenal, and the door guards on both sides of the door opened the door to the bathroom.

Soshian walked into a room decorated with white intarsia from top to bottom.

He stood in the middle of the room and asked the servants to wipe off the sweat produced by training with warm cloth, and then walked into the high-temperature bath room.

For the next half an hour, he sat in the heat enough to cook an unmodified human, letting the fragrant steam soothe his muscles.

As the gray pulp content in his body is getting higher and higher, he has become more and more like this kind of high-heat environment, even if he is still in a normal state.

Then he walked into the shower room, where hundreds of liters of water poured on his head and then flowed away from the sewer.

While feeling the tingling on his skin, he walked into the main bath surrounded by pillars.

This bath is so big that you can swim in it. The water in the pool is azure due to various minerals, and various murals decorate the walls and ceiling.

He walked into the pool along the steps, Level 1 Level 1, and let the warm pool water hug him until the water covered his neck.

Soshian closed his eyes while taking a deep breath.

The vibrations generated by the nearby pipes that transport hot water are synchronized with his heartbeat, and Soshian enters a state of meditation.

Until two hours later, he woke up, lifted himself out of the pool with his strong arms, wiped his torso, used a drying device to take away the water stains on the skin, and finally put on a cloth. A silver-gray robe.

Soshian then left the bathroom and walked into his private room.

The food has already been prepared for him-Rozim, the owner of the Chapter’s restaurant, cooked for him alone, alongside a golden jug and glass filled with fine wine.

As Soshian walked past the table, he picked up a cheese-like dessert from above, dotted with many dried fruits he didn't recognize.

He did it at his desk, chewing food slowly, and sipping wine to accompany his meal.

Stacked reports and documents are placed on the desktop, most of which are about the progress of the battleship construction and various information about neighboring galaxies, and occasionally there are some "stories" from distant wars.

While reading these report documents, he steadily wiped out the food on the plate.

Ten minutes later, when he finished reading these documents, the plate happened to be empty.

Soshian stood up and put some temporary documents into the shredder on the side.

When he was just about to go back to the bed and take a good rest, he suddenly noticed a small box under the bed-in fact, he could notice it every day, but would ignore it every time.

This is left by his physiology father. It is said that it contains his notes on their Ancient Family research.

Soshian has no interest in his family. The responsibility of continuing the family is naturally assumed by his cousin, but the moment he becomes Astarte, their relationship is only one. A little bit of meager feelings-in terms of blood relationship, they are not even considered to be of the same kind.

But for some reason, Soshian noticed him today and did not choose to ignore it.

He bent down and took out the wooden box from the bottom of the bed. After dusting it off, he opened it.

In the box, lying on four stacked notebooks with brown covers, there are no signatures or marks on them.

Soshian took out the top one and turned to the first page.

"My child, don't be too surprised when you see this line of words."

Although it was written like this, Soshian was still stunned for a moment.

Then he quickly looked down.

"I have always had a strong hunch that one day, these research notes of mine will come to your hands. This is not a prophecy, nor is it a witchcraft, it’s just me. A father's intuition."

Soshian slowly sat back on the chair while watching, and placed the box on the table smoothly.

"It may also be a stranger or another member of the family who saw these. I hope you can keep them well. As long as they are still there, then my child, Soshian Alix, A great Astarte cultivator has the opportunity to see them. This is a father’s most sincere request."

Here is all the content written on the first page.

Soshian has mixed feelings in his heart. I don't know what to say, but he gently twists a corner and turns the pages of the book.

"I have been told since I can remember that we are an Ancient Family with a special glory. The history can be traced back to the time when the God Emperor was still walking in the world..."

Each of the notes left by his father was very heavy. It took Soshian three hours to read the contents of the first book without missing a word.

When he closed the notebook, he seemed very worried.

According to the literature that has been published and circulated, the glorious and glorious united war ended the conflict years of Tyra.

Since then, Tyra has ushered in more than one hundred and fifty years of peace, peace and rejuvenation. The God Emperor led his great expedition to leave his homeland, and fearlessly restored the human world scattered in the stars. Included in the territory of Imperium.

Historical documents say this, but the reality is far from being so neat.

History only records the macroscopic trend and the overall stage, and imposes a lot of obscure content on the spring and autumn brushwork that accumulates sand into towers.

In fact, the age of disputes has a profound impact on mankind. Even at the end of the Great Expedition, aftershocks still reverberate in the Milky Way.

Even if the God Emperor declared on Terra that the Imperium of Man is the orthodox continuation of human civilization in the past, it could not stop all kinds of Feudal World, religious groups, remote countries, and dictatorships who stubbornly refused to cooperate and tried Surrounded by high walls, they maintain their insignificant independence.

Many of them have been struggling on whilst at death's door for decades even under the storm of the Great Expedition, relying on Imperium’s peace negotiations and tolerating rape to resist or avoid all treaties intended to annex and digest them. , Reconciliation and many other diplomatic methods.

Most stories show that the God Emperor, or the prime ministers of the God Emperor, have extraordinary patience.

Even during the most flourishing period of the Great Expedition, the Imperium executives still spared no effort to try nonviolent means to resolve conflicts, and even the God Emperor allowed some forces to remain semi-independent, waiting for them to accept reality.

But another part of the story that is rarely recorded also shows that the patience of the God Emperor is limited, and when his patience is exhausted, his compassion and patience will disappear.

According to Soshian father's research, the history of their family may be far more than the rumors-it may even be a descendant of a force that was once hostile to Imperium.