God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"You shouldn't be here, not because this is my privacy. I don't care about it, Sai."

"Why then?"

"You know why."

The melancholic and thin giant giggled said with a smile, and the voice sounded no different from a lizard choked by sand.

"In just one night, you let the hard work of suppressing your innate talent for decades, and your psychic energy can no longer be suppressed. I can see... I haven't been able to do it for several years. , But now I can see through your non-existent barrier."

"I'm not interested in knowing."

"No, you have it, everyone has it."

"I asked you not to tell me, my lord, please abide by the agreement between the two of us."

"I don't want it."

The gloomy man gave him a dry smile again, as if a wind was blowing in the graveyard.

"You will die in battle."

"This did not surprise me. Lord, I don't want to know the details."

Suddenly, the smile on the man's face disappeared, his face became sad, and his eyes even shed tears.

The crystal clear liquid slid across the pale skin and smashed to pieces on the ground after it condensed into jewel-like crystals on the chin.

The sad divine son's lips squirmed for a moment, making a faint sound.

"Game, you must remember..."

The soft light was filtered by the lampshade and then shot into his eyes.

The first thing he saw was the same as he thought about it last. Sol, without a helmet, was standing in front of him.

"I..."

He tried to speak, but his voice was like a file rubbing against a speaker.

Although there is a chain that binds his throat to keep him from falling too far, Saivita found that he was being tied to the commanding throne, chattering around him, and the roar of machinery. He approaches.

"I'm not in my room."

He has never stayed anywhere else when he wakes up from sleep, let alone found himself standing on the bridge of the battleship.

When he wanted to stand up, the chains rattled on his throat, wrists, and ankles, and there was no doubt that Thor tied him to the throne.

Obviously, they have a lot to talk about.

Whispers such as "he is awake" came round and round from the mortal group. From his seat in the high platform in the center of the bridge, Soshian could see that they suspended their assigned duties, one by one. The face turned towards him.

Their eyes gleamed with surprise.

"Return in time."

Saul said, there was no joy in his curious and soft voice.

"How long did I slept."

Although he was tied up, at least there was a smile in his words.

"Two days and two nights."

Sol replied:

"What did you dream of?"

" I hardly remember anything."

Savita looked out the porthole of the battleship. In the oval-screen world, time flies extremely slowly.

"Where are we?"

Sol once again cast a pale stare on the mortals who stopped working, which was enough to make them all bow their heads and start working again. Lothar Always keep silent in his post.

"Valedo, on a mission."

Sevita screamed, and then tightened the chain again, as if to get some explanation.

"Oh, that's right."

Saul said, drew his sword and gestured a few times on Savita, then one after another, the metal restraints slumped down. Come down.

"Why am I locked?"

"To prevent you from harming yourself or others."

"Why am I locked here, on the bridge Come on?"

Sol and Lothar glanced at each other, their armors looked at each other due to some unknown emotion.

"In the beginning, you stayed in your own room, but..."

"But?"

"You broke out, how many kills A servant, I have been looking for you on the lower deck for a whole day."

Savita tried to stand up, Lothar tried to fix him on the seat with a stare, but the crow Prince ignored it. .

"That's a pity, I don't remember my sleepwalking problem."

Said, Saivita started calling Anita in another language.

"What he said is true, Yago, you are sleepwalking, just like... back then."

"I have never sleepwalked."

"During your sleepwalking, I penetrated into your brain. Your psychic innate talent is more active than ever before. I also saw what he left in your brain..."

"Alright."

After interrupting the teleportation with Anita, Saivita said to Sol:

"So just killed a few servants, you are right I'm a little unhappy?"

"Not this time."

Saul shook his head.

"I'm just worried that you will cause more serious damage, otherwise I don't mind how long you sleep."

"But you still found a way to wake me up."

Prince the crows walked past him, holding on to the handrail of the central podium, looking at the gray world hanging in the void.

"What's the tricky thing? Did the Slaanesh demon kill the ship? Or did the 11th Legion's Legion run into trouble on the ground?"

"Neither. "

Sevita tried not to reveal his impatience.

"Then let's be straightforward."

"Anita found that a fleet was approaching here, belonging to a certain Astarte Order."

"oh?"

Savita raised her eyebrows and joked:

"Then do I have to find a mouse hole to hide first?"

"No."

Saul shook his head.

"Do you remember the thing that the Said cultivator gave us."

"Of course."

"The name of this Chapter is the Soul Drinker ."

Savita took a deep breath.

"What a coincidence?"

But then he seemed to think of another question.

"That guy doesn't seem to know yet."

"So let this'accidental' continue."

While talking, on the bridge The officer of the complex scanning array suddenly loudly said:

"Abnormal fluctuations in the subspace anchor point!"

The Soul Messenger interrupted the short submarine voyage in the vortex. She is a battleship. The barge is equipped with more weapons on the basis of the heavy cruiser, and equipped with armor plates superimposed on the subspace engine group all around, making the entire ship a huge monster.

However, the pragmatism-oriented style is quite suitable for those residents who use fine gold and cold iron decks as their homes. Since she was used as the flagship of the Soul Drinker Chapter, she has faithfully performed her duties. ——Fight against the enemy of God Emperor.

A small group of almost neglected small frigates clings to her flanks,

The frantic colors bloom and twist when the subspace rift opens, and the rolling nebula gives birth to The rays of light in the cluster almost disappear at the moment when it takes shape into a certain existence.

The storm is emerging, and the primordial intelligence condensed by strong emotions is entrenched in it, waiting for the opportunity to feast, and eager to peel the soul from the flesh and blood of mortals.

But because of Geller's position, they have never been able to succeed.

Finally, under the squeeze of reality, the huge mouth of subspace slowly closed again.

"Communication has been established!"

At this time, the liaison officer of the complex communication also yelled.

"Connect."

Sol walked to the command throne on the bridge and picked up the communication microphone.

"I am Thor, the instructor of Astral Knight Chapter, please answer."

Soon, amidst the disturbance of white noise, another voice echoed on the bridge.

"Salute to you, fight brother, I am the Chapter Chief of the Soul Drinker Chapter, Gorge, and I am responding to the call of the Tribunal!"