God Emperor’s Angel of Death

The air is so thin that the lungs twitch from time to time. Soshian sits on a chair, occasionally sweeping the surrounding light.

There are a total of twenty boys and more than one hundred empty seats in the transport plane.

Maybe it has never been full.

Soms’ special Academy recruits more than 5,000 boys from all walks of life each year, and a considerable number of them will not survive graduation. Most of them are children of prominent families in the middle and upper nests. But in that place, their identities are useless. They are just recruits who have been arbitrarily ravaged by the instructors.

In the Academy, in addition to learning cultural courses, there are also extremely hard, even extinct physical exercises or destruction.

In the years of study, everyone has been pushed to the limit of their abilities.

But on the other hand, most of them have a bright future. Commanders in Astra Militarum, high-level civil officials, diplomats or priests, a small number of people will become engineers, local governors , The judge, even the Law Enforcer, and even set foot on the sacred soil of Terra to become a more glorious and more identity person.

But this is not the ultimate goal of Academy.

Among that many graduates each year, the most, and only the "most", only twenty people can join Astral Knight Chapter.

This planet was originally not a glorious conscription world, but more than two hundred years ago, a certain Chapter leader established a conscription point on this planet and began to recruit from the noble Academy what they thought was good enough Recruits.

In the whispers at night, Soshian accidentally heard that in the ancient past, the selection criteria have never been so strict.

But after the Horus Rebellion, many things have changed.

That was a rebellion that once tore through the entire Imperium. Horus, the cursed beloved son of God Emperor, raised the flag of rebellion to his father, and was involved in the rebellion along with nearly half of Space Marine.

It was also a war unimaginable by their young brains. The beloved sons of the God Emperor fell into it. Even the God Emperor himself was seriously injured in the final battle and had to enter the Tyra Imperial. The throne in the depths of the Palace preserved life, and then the power of the Imperium of Man fell into the Council of High Lords of Terra.

The era of mortals has arrived.

But this does not mean that those powerful warriors disappeared into the long river of history, they are still the most loyal and sharpest blades of the God Emperor, no matter how critical the battlefield, as long as they appear , Then the crisis can be turned into peace.

They are the death angels of the God Emperor, the extinction messengers of Xenos and heretics, and the most elite armed forces of mankind. Each is an immortal superman.

If this is true, then the fact that Soshian Ariksha was selected is even more incredible.

He still can’t believe all of this. He felt unbelievable when his name was named. When he delivered his speech, he was still in a dream. He paid tribute to the lucky few of them. The same is true at times.

Even when he was taken on a transport plane with the Chapter logo, it was still a dream.

Because since childhood, Soshian has been desperately eager to become a Space Marine.

Although Soshian’s family is not prominent in the local area, it has a very ancient history. Its pedigree can even be traced back to the era of the Great Expedition. Although there were many tribulations, this family was still tenacious. Survive and continue to this day.

Although the ancestors of the Alexei family have never held any important positions, the local nobles still respect this ancient bloodline, and can always keep the people of this family in the upper middle class of the nest. .

But to Soshian this generation, their ancient family seems to have come to an end, and the young heirs are only him and one of his cousins.

So although being a Space Marine is a very honorable thing for a family, for the poor Alexei family, it probably means the severance of blood that lasts for tens of thousands of years-Soshian's Hall My younger brother has always been in poor health, and people often wonder if he can live to adulthood.

For many years, Soshian's father told him countless times about his responsibility to continue the family bloodline, but he just listened silently, and then worked harder to study and exercise.

His mother also begged him to cry in the middle of the night, hoping that Soshian could think about his offspring that he might never have, the only hope of this Ancient Family.

Although he was still young, his answer was so.

"Everyone is afraid of the darkness, who will stop the darkness?"

People say that he is a premature child, some people say that he is too strange, and there are even rumors that Soshian may be in I heard God Emperor’s sacred words or a certain summon in the church, but such rumors were quickly stifled by the local state religion.

But there is one thing everyone recognizes, that is, Soshian is not an ordinary child, he has some extraordinary characteristics that come with God.

This trait brought him praise and slander.

And he never explained to others.

Because of him, he only wants to be an Astarte cultivator.

But only Soshian himself knew that he was not really hard-hearted, because he cried when his parents finally sent him off.

He became their pride and lived up to their expectations. As a son, he will never be able to fulfill his duties. As a descendant of a family, he will never be able to fulfill his family responsibilities. It may be cut off.

After a few years, he will often think that this is probably the most important reason why some of his human emotions can survive.

But the emotions of mortals are the part that Astarte must first abandon.

Soshian thought of this, secretly sighed, although in principle he should not regret, but he never deceives himself.

At this moment, he had a little regret.

The other boys were sitting on their cushion chairs, firmly tied up by the seat belts, and each one looked steadily forward, as rigid as an ancient statue.

They are trying to grow up and become what they look forward to as a warrior.

Soshian is sitting in the front row closest to the door, which means that he is very capable in the eyes of others.

He knows that his talent surpasses overwhelming majority candidates, and he also understands how jealousy can take root in people's hearts. In the Academy, he has encountered conflicts caused by jealousy more than once.

So Soshian always knows how to be cautious in his words and deeds, to avoid his every move from appearing proud or proud in the eyes of others.

Suddenly, the transport plane began to shake, which also means that they are breaking away from the restraint of the atmosphere.

Soshian condensed his mood, suppressing his emotions.

Soon, the shock disappeared, the ready indicator in the cabin turned red, and the boys looked at each other in confusion.

"Are you here? This is too fast."

A small voice whispered.

With the slow sound of si si, the hatch ramp opened, revealing the spaceport and the planetary orbital station that Soshian thought would never see again in this life.

At the same time, there are three silhouettes outside the hatch.

They are all as tall as giants. When they enter the cabin, each step arouses heavy echoes.

Soshian blinked his eyes sore because of the change in air pressure. He was able to confirm that these were Space Marine, the Guardian of humans, and the Angel of Death of the God Emperor.

Wearing thick power armor, they are more than two meters tall, and each fist is bigger than the upper body of the boys.

The indicator light dyed the cold plastic steel under the white robe into red. Instead of wearing a helmet, they patrolled the boy with indifferent eyes.

The trembling children blinked nervously at these giants, and their pretending to be calm immediately shattered.

Soshian recognized their silver-gray power armor with blue color blocks, and the badge on the shoulder armor with the swords crossed upwards. On the chest, the golden eagle emblem, a long medal They are leaping from their left shoulder to the cuffs, and there are special spear-shaped ornaments on the helmets hanging from their waists. This is the honor guard of the Astral Knight Chapter.

All the details were quickly captured by him and engraved in his mind. This is the power he is most proud of.

One of Space Marine glanced at the data board on his left hand.

"Soshian ·Alexei?"

Nineteen boys looked towards him at the same time. Soshian did not speak out to confirm his identity to them, but the Space Marine still lifted up The arm pointed at him.

"You, follow us."

The Space Marine who spoke has a blunt face and deep blue eyes, and two service nails on his forehead. , There is an obvious scar on the corner of the mouth.

It took a long time for Soshian to find out that he was the company commander of the Seventh Company-that is, the company commander of his future company-Everridge.

"What?"

Soshian has a bad feeling, but he still pretends to be calm.

"You follow us, now."

The Space Marine gloomy face walked to Soshian's side, tore his seat belt and pulled him halfway from the seat, he It was the first time to experience the tremendous power of Space Marine, which left him with no possibility of resistance.

And for the current situation, resistance is also very dangerous.

"But we are going to Obsidian Fortress! Please tell me the reason for doing this!"

After a while, Soshian finally did not maintain his adult posture, and still insisted on his stubbornness. Tones, but they didn't give him a chance.

"Obey the order."

The cold metal plunged into Soshian's neck before he finished speaking.

Feeling the chill from the skin, Soshian didn’t take any more action, and his consciousness shattered along with his hope and fell into the dark abyss...

"Um ......"

I don't know how long Soshian's consciousness regained for a while following the shaking of his body.

But he felt very cold, very cold, as if in an ice cellar.

At the same time, his temples were still throbbing, and although it was unknown what that meant, he at least knew that he was still alive.

Suddenly, a voice came from his ears.

"This is a good seedling. His evaluation level far exceeds the qualified parameter line. The head of the group will want this."

This is a high-pitched voice with a little nasal sound. sound.

"That would have to wait for him to accept the gray marrow."

The other voice is flat and indifferent, accompanied by the sound of a lot of metal crashing on a metal plate. .

"Do you think he can hold on?"

The nasal voice opened up again.

"I only found out after trying."

And the second voice seemed a little impatient.

"This sample is highly adaptable. Compared with the previous dozens, its success rate is the highest. If it fails, we might just..."

Gradually , These sounds became blurred, like the sound of drums on the horizon, as far as they were near.

A kind of warm liquid is slowly being injected into his body, also shattering his slightly revived consciousness again, and he has fallen into endless dreams.

In the future, it will become an unpredictable fog, which will wrap him tightly...