God Emperor’s Angel of Death

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+Jurisdiction: Valais multiple section area+

+Time stamp: 3551916.M41+

+Objective title: Heretic elements are executed 831+

+Objective overview: Valledo sixth Parish Bishop, the level of corruption is serious+

I hereby call the Heretic Tribunal , Division 8-16, Yangxi District is concerned about Shrine World Valledo [Document Index 227-11a]. Riots broke out two weeks ago, and four Astra Militarum low-order infantry regiments are known to have entered the insurgency [Document Index 228-16a] , The contact has been completely lost so far. The world is confirmed to be corroded by chaos heretical. The source of the corrosion is [encrypted information, requires permission of TSR-11 or higher]. It is recommended to dispatch the Ninth Inquisition Fleet [see attachment DX1-9] to execute the extinction make.

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This is the last insurance. If Marcus is about to sacrifice, then this thing will be thrown in a place where it will not be noticed in advance, after which it will continue to send out the unique encrypted signal of the court.

If there is a subsequent review of Magicrate near this world, you will receive this signal and execute the above plan without any doubt.

Of course, this is the worst result and the last resort.

"Trial Magicate."

Just as the recording ended, another voice rang. Marcus turned around and saw Chandler standing there. He was a Bounty. Hunter, from the warning star nest city, has excellent Spear Art and great intuition, and is now accepting his employment.

At a glance, the Magistrate trial found the extra pistols and grenades on Chandler, but he said nothing. Chandler has a habit of collecting supplies on the battlefield, and he always feels that the guy on hand Not enough.

This habit has saved his life many times.

"Those heretics have discovered our whereabouts and are about to attack the gate."

Not surprisingly, Marcus made a lot of trouble in order to kill this bishop. It was moving, but he had already figured out a way out.

"From the underground passage, we need to meet the remaining Astra Militarum. They may also have high-power signal transmitters."

"Yes, review Magistrate, Get in place immediately."

The squad moved with great efficiency. It took them twenty minutes to reach the previous safe house from the underground passage of the church.

The so-called safe house means that when Magistrate goes to a place to perform a task, it will first choose a hidden and strong place to establish a temporary stronghold. There will be a large amount of materials and equipment stored in it, in order to deal with sudden situations. Deteriorating situation.

But this safe house will not be safe soon. The cultists will certainly conduct a large-scale search. Therefore, Marcus decided to abandon the safe house and set off for Astra Militarum not long ago. The ninth parish station under control.

The task of this investigation activity has been basically completed, and now his task is to punish and judge, and to eliminate the root cause of this disaster.

He has basically determined the location of the culprit, and he only needs to contact the Tribunal fleet or any Imperium armed forces immediately.

But their location is still a section of the road from the ninth parish. In order to reach the goal as soon as possible, Marcus decided to get a vehicle first.

So he led the squad into a repair shop, which was mainly responsible for repairing various vehicles in the sixth parish. After the rebellion broke out, the place was controlled by cultists.

But Marcus thinks there should be some usable vehicles in it.

Their actions were very sophisticated and careful, and they did not alert the neighboring heretics at all. When they entered the repair shop, it was still functioning in an orderly manner.

The huge machine trembled and roared, and Crane raised the cast bucket full of molten iron and poured it down into the mold.

The machine servant repeated the fixed work that he had been doing since the beginning of the war, as if nothing was happening around him. The dirty water droplets leaking from the pipe emitted bursts of steam on the red-burning machinery, mixing in The smell of rust is everywhere in the smoke in the hall.

For Marcus, standing here seems to be in hell. He can’t help but miss the World of Ice and Snow in the winter of his hometown, the place where he was trained, and miss the knots on his clothes even more. The feeling of frost and bitter air sucked into the nasal cavity.

The inside of the repair shop is occupied by a small group of heretics. Most of them are made up of rebellious guards, wearing blue and purple bulletproof armor and painted heretical emblems, and wearing human hand bones. Necklaces made of fragments, feathers and fangs pierced on their skin.

There is also a small part of workers, machine servants and some priests without the Imperium mark and the state religion mark.

Marcus can hardly say which of them made him feel more disgusting, but since they chose to betray, they will face the same fate—

death.

"Don’t leave a living mouth."

Marcus touched the nearest guard, then used a dagger to kill the opponent decisively, and before the other person reacted, he used his spirit Being able to hit the fallen heart hard, instantly turning that person into an idiot who could only drooling.

But these people are bound to this alarm, and once they die, the alarm will be triggered.

Suddenly, there was a scream in the workshop.

"There are enemies! Hurry up! Here!"

"Kill them!"

A heresy rushed out of the steam and smoke first, his The body has already undergone mutation, his eyes are muddy, his teeth are extremely sharp, the heretical magic mark is engraved on his bulletproof armor, and a heavy axe is waving in his hand.

Marcus dodges Heavy Axe who struck him sideways. If he can’t dodge him, this one will undoubtedly cut off his head easily, but it’s a pity that he didn’t.

The missed axe slashed heavily into the gap in the floor and got stuck in an instant.

And this moment is enough for Marcus.

His sword was swung upward, the blade was drawn from his waist to his throat, and he cut the heresy with ease.

When the enemy fell, Marcus' blasting pistol also began to fire forward, and the other heresy immediately fell into a pool of blood.

But there are more behind him, dozens of people.

Verne was fighting beside him, the laser gun kept shooting.

Suddenly, the sleeve of the veteran's uniform was slashed by a laser beam gliding over his body. He immediately turned the muzzle and turned over the guy with the sneak attack on the bracket.

He has been on the battlefield, and his shell is covered with traces of laser burns and knives.

"They are a little different."

Verne said, and he took a breath.

"They are fanatical, well equipped, and very organized."

"These are rebellious guards."

Marcus Continue to shoot with the explosive pistol, and use psychic powers to constantly interfere with the minds of those people, making their shooting become scattered.

At this time, assassin suddenly appeared from behind those people. The heavy needle pistol in his hand roared and smashed six heads. Then he used a black-painted combat knife to attack the four traitors. The thorns were cut to the ground.

Many people don’t even know what killed them.