God Emperor’s Angel of Death

The whistling Thunder Eagle directly broke through the fragile part of the hull of the flying Taran. This kind of civilian ship does not have that many armor belts of military ships, so Thunder Eagle is capable of boarding ships. work.

At the moment of entering the hull, Soshian suddenly realized that perhaps what he had just seen was real—the hull was already breathing.

But it was still metal, and when the beam tore it apart, it screamed.

When Thunder Eagle landed, Soshian immediately ordered the squad to assemble. Their goal was to go to the bridge on the upper deck.

Only Ustad squad, priests and technical sergeants followed Soshian to participate in this boarding. As the airtight hatch was slammed open, twelve Space Marines rushed in and were corrupted. The corridor of the ship.

"What is this—"

The corridor is full of purple mist, like a mixture of intoxicating aroma and pheromone miasma.

Soshian snorts in disgust, and the miasma bursts under the storm of freezing souls.

As he walked in the corridor, the mist attached to various objects receded.

He perceives the ugly shadow in the subspace turbulence, but in the face of the mighty power of gray pulp, the subspace's ravages in the material world have calmed down, and the material world once again appears in this subspace crack , The continuity of the scene no longer exists.

The cold anger temporarily burned the corruption of the subspace, and the filth that came with the subspace shrank in front of him.

The corridor is very wide and there is enough space for two Space Marines to move side by side.

But Soshian took the lead and walked a few steps in front of the squad.

Because other combat brothers wear power armor, only Soshian wears a stronger Terminator-after a year of hard work, he has already Initial Mastery the Terminator's driving skills, although it still needs to be refined , But the use is no problem at all.

Only after you really put on this powerful armor, you can truly realize that it is not just defense. Soshian can feel that every tight metal muscle fiber contains explosiveness. The energy, waiting for him to release.

Every time he takes a step, there will be vibrations on the ground, and even the buzzing of the server itself has already made the air vibrate.

Compared to the warriors behind him, he was originally very tall, and now he really looks like a giant, like the dead or fallen gods...

Go all the way Come, everyone is carefully guarding the surrounding environment.

The corridors are decorated with tapestries. They are all corrupted. The original appearance of these paintings is still faintly visible, just corrupted enough to make people see the desecration.

The solemn ceremony has become an obscene carnival, and the scene of victory has become a celebration of atrocities. Human heroes are twisted and deformed, their limbs are elongated, winding gracefully, twisting in blood.

Even the cloth of the tapestry was corrupted. They throbbed like worms and organs, tumbling with no air flow.

In front of these tapestries, the gate to the bridge is open.

"The enemy must know that we are here."

Ustad glanced at both sides with his explosive gun.

"Where are they?"

"It seems that they ran away in fear before we got here. Where is the battle we are looking forward to?"

Roger Lees said half-jokingly, but Soshian knew he was really looking forward to the fight, and he had prepared a lot of new things.

The squad moved on, but the hall was empty and abnormal.

"Brothers, be patient."

The priest Yazdan has always been the most nervous and vigilant person. He has a strong hatred for these subspace enemies.

"Especially you, Rogers, the enemy will come."

But Soshian also felt puzzled. The ship had been severely corrupted. He even expected it to be in the corridor. May be ambushed.

But why do those demons leave a good entrance to the bridge?

Astral Knights passed through the door, although the ship was totally unrecognizable, the ship was still in motion, and some important machine spirits had not yet been affected.

The upper deck was not contaminated to the point where it could not be operated at all, so that the flying Taran could be guided to a destination.

But other places have been surrounded by madness.

The walls and vaulted ceiling are painted with blood and internal organs. The huge rune covers the original artwork-those are baring fangs and brandishing claws, twisted things, trying to disturb the human brain , Using touch to evoke their most primordial and terrifying nightmare.

A pile of wreckage appeared in front of the road. On top and around it were metal crosses. The crew and servants were nailed to the cross and beheaded. What's more terrifying is that their soulless, restless bodies are still twisted in endless pain.

Death has become a luxury here.

Soshian stopped in front of the wreckage.

"They opened the door deliberately, just to let us see this. The enemy wants someone to see their masterpiece."

His angry voice came from the helmet’s breather Sent out from here.

"Well, we have already seen it, now purify these poor people!"

Rodris randomly walked forward with his enhanced flamethrower, this The weapon can compress the flame into a line and spray it into the distance, or it can form a huge fan in the front.

After the technical sergeant pulled the trigger, the sacred flame ignited the holy oil and gave out a white breath, freeing the twitching corpses.

The crucifix has also become black charcoal.

Soshian turned around from the flames, watching the traces of the subspace, looking for any signs of attack.

The subspace here is more chaotic, and unknown forces are surging.

"What do you feel, long Chapter?"

The priest asked.

"The subspace is churning."

"Where does the chaos come from?"

"At two intersections."

They It came in from the door on the starboard side, and the door to the port side was also open.

"They want to pinch us back and forth."

They are now in the middle of the viaduct, facing the intersection ahead. The enemy seems to have no intention of holding on, but is ready to attack.

"What is your order, the chapter is long?"

"This is a sad trap. Our enemies are not ready to deal with us."

"What do you mean?"

The pastor asked curiously that he did not know as much about subspace power as Soshian, because Thor and Said cultivator always only taught Soshian these taboo knowledge.

"Now, the subspace turbulence has only reached the point where we can feel the possibility of being attacked."

Soshian pointed to the wreckage just now.

"This blasphemous thing may have to wait for centuries before anyone can see it, but it doesn’t provide much power for the creation of chaos. In order to attack us, the enemy has to gather the only power. , But on the other hand, the entire ship has been corrupted by powerful forces."

"What conclusion did you come to?"

"This level of corruption requires tremendous power. But it's not the demons on the ship now. They can't do this. The real power behind the corruption is already not in here. What we are going to face is just the mark of corruption left by it."

The priest nodded finally understood what Soshian meant.

"Then we must know where and what it is, so we need the navigation record of this ship."

Then he glanced at the corrupted workstation.

"But we have found this information impossible here."

"Then let's go to the captain's room."