God Emperor’s Angel of Death

On the battle barge of Ultramarine, all the senior leaders of the Chapter who participated in the battle gathered. They were all on the bridge, curiously looking at the dragged out of the subspace "Recruits".

On the side, Ultramarine's think tank was panting, his face pale as paper.

Dragging Soshian out of that distance almost killed him. However, Soshian was able to come out alive even more surprised him, because he knew the danger of subspace better than any Space Marine in the room.

Even under the protection of the power armor, through the subspace with the body, this suicide is no different.

But he actually survived, and it doesn’t seem to be a big problem. This think tank secretly remembered Soshian’s name in his mind, and he needs to report to the think tank director after returning to Markulag this matter.

"It's not too late!"

After Soshian got up from the ground, the first action was moved towards Vinnitiius and roared.

"We can hit it right away!"

"We might be able to."

Venitirius's expressionless little bit.

"But we won't do this."

"There are 771 Space Marines on it!"

"Yes."

"Those are my blood relatives! My brother! My sir! Our whole Chapter is on it! And you stood by and watched during our bloody battle!"

Soshian's words immediately rose to The height of the questioning, and it pointed to all the senior chapters here, so some people immediately expressed their dissatisfaction.

"You better pay attention to your own words, soldier!"

The Chapter Chief of the Aurora Chapter stood up and pointed his right arm at Soshian's head in an imposing manner.

"It would be nice if you can be so prestigious in the battle with Xenos."

Soshian undauntedly pushed the opponent's words back and was irritated. The Honor Guard of the Aurora Chapter immediately drew their swords out of their sheaths, and went into flames.

When the situation became tense, Vinnetius raised his arm, and the Chapter Chief of the Aurora Chapter also signaled to the Honor Guard to put away their weapons.

"If you really cared about the lives of those warriors, you wouldn't have made such crazy plans when everyone was discussing the situation."

"You think we let you lose To save face?"

Soshian's words are still holding a gun and a stick. Even if Vinnitiius has a good control, the veins on his forehead can't help but his hands clasping the hilt of the sword are gradually tightening.

Seeing the situation getting worse, the Chapter of the invader Chapter came out, not only because both Chapters were from the Imperial Fist lineage, but he himself had some friendship with Amurad.

"Soshian."

He said in a calm tone:

"The anger of the seventh company commander cannot change the situation."

Soshian turned his body full of blood and battle marks, and approached the opponent.

"My lord, that's 771 Space Marine! Our entire Chapter, except for the recruits staying behind Obsidian, are all on it!"

"But we can’t because of a certain probability, Continue to consume more warrior lives... The world engine must be terminated immediately, if it recovers, the blood you paid will be wasted."

Hearing these words, Soshian became anxious. He pulled off his helmet and revealed his blood-stained face.

"As long as you get closer and release some Thunderhawks, you can save some lives."

"The world engine is not completely dead. It is still a dangerous thing. We can't take the fleet. Take risks."

"That's it, this is your style."

Soshian gritted his teeth and sneered.

"You would rather run away with your ass pouting than you dare to take a little risk to save the people who ended this disaster, so this is not the first time you have done such a thing, right, huh? You have to give up the Vader galaxy."

In the following words, Soshian obviously said to Vinnetius, but the other party just looked at him indifferently without saying a word.

Suddenly, Soshian raised his blaster gun. At this moment, everyone took out their weapons and aimed at him.

And Soshian targeted Vinnetius.

"Don't open fire!"

The think tank that dragged Soshian out of the subspace quickly raised his hands, loudly said:

"Don’t be stupid! Today Enough blood has been shed!"

The others slowly put down their weapons, but Soshian still aimed at Vinnetius.

"Don’t think this can scare me! My Chapter is about to die! My brothers are all killed! There is nothing to scare me!"

His The hand was shaking slightly, but the think tank was trying to suppress his muzzle with spirit strength, and wrestling with this force made Soshian's angry expression even more hideous.

Venitirius suddenly sighed, said in a tranquil voice:

"We won’t be close, Soshian, I can’t do this, you definitely know the above better than me. What happened? If there is even the slightest chance to save your Chapter, I will definitely be the first to board, even if we fight all our battleships, everyone... But the battle is over, my think tank can feel the spiritual life Qi is very few, and other Chapter think tanks, including think tank directors, are the same."

Think tanks were nodded, confirming Vinnetius’ statement.

"At least you can try! Even if one--"

Soshian is still making the final struggle.

"Although we are far stronger than mortals."

Vinityrius walked to Soshian and said softly:

"But we...are not gods. "

The cruel reality is the most powerful argument. The bridge began to tremble, and the entire battleship began to tremble, but all the weapons attacked at the same time to produce resonance-the fleet began to project destruction toward the world engine Sexual firepower.

Soshian looked ahead, his eyes distracted, and then turned and left Vinnetius without speaking.

Under everyone's gaze, the last survivor of the Chapter dragged his steps to the thick porthole, his bloody hands pressed against the strengthened glass.

The huge flashing cube in the distance suddenly burst out with violent flashes, just like broken glass, fragmented in an instant, spraying a large amount of debris turbulence towards endless void...

The world engine is destroyed.

His Chapter is also destroyed.

Soshian closed his eyes in pain, and slammed his forehead heavily on the glass, as if this could relieve the piercing pain.

The heavy impact caused blood to flow from his forehead, dripping from his chin to the floor through his cheeks, and mixed with teardrops from the corners of his eyes-mortals always think that Astarte is An angel without blood and tears, but this is not the case.

There are very few things that can make a super warrior like them feel painful, but witnessing the destruction of their Chapter and the fall of their blood brother is not included in this list. Soshian is very unfortunately a "few people who experience this pain" ".

Along with the dull buzzing sound, everyone on the bridge silently bowed their heads, paying tribute to the 771 warriors who died in the battle.