God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Zone security."

Soshian reported in the communication channel, and Sol also yelled the same.

Prince the crows walked to one of the pillars and rubbed his armor-covered hand on the sculpted side.

"What did you hear?"

Soshian immediately did not answer, he listened carefully for a while.

"Only the sound of the wind."

He wondered, could the original Saivita hear what is hidden under the sound of the wind? Can he hear anything other than his own slow breathing and the sound of the pulse counter on the left side of the retina?

Soshian blinked and turned off his retina screen.

At this time, he heard a very subtle noise, a sound that made him a little familiar.

"Wait, this is--"

Soshian frowned.

"There is a disturbance in the subspace."

Savita Black's eyes seem to be shining at this time. He stares at a distant wall, his eyes seem to penetrate it.

"We're going a little faster--"

In the 3 minutes waiting in the control room of the Star Castle Lord, the opening sound of the gate announced the arrival of the waiting person.

Gorgri looked towards the center of the smoke, behind him are all the recruits in the Chapter and his honor guard.

Soon, a silhouette appeared, wrapped in plain purple armor, the helmet was clamped under the armpit by the left arm, revealing that tough and battle-scarred cheek.

His body is covered with records of all the slaughters and victories against human enemies engraved in Gothic script, and the floor rattles as he moves.

After that, he stopped five meters in front of Gorge, his clenched right fist hit his chest heavily, clattering loudly.

"Think tank director Salperdon reports to you, Chapter is long."

His voice is calm and calm, without any tension at all, just like the past two people met on a daily basis. Like that.

Behind him, the veterans also lined up to salute Gorgri in an orderly manner.

"You..."

Gorgri hesitated, he raised his hand to his neckline, unlocked the helmet lock hidden there, and then took off the helmet.

An unabashed surprise appeared on his face, like a face that could only be carved out of flawless marble.

In Gorge's eyes, Sarperdon should be a calm and wise warrior.

"Salperton?"

He then asked, and his strong voice was weakened by suspicion.

"What exactly did you do?"

But the think tank director ignored this question.

"Everything I do is for the honor of Chapter."

Slowly and resolutely, Gorgri drew his sword.

He neither chose to stand guard, nor did he threaten the opponent.

On the contrary, he just held the hilt of the sword with two hands, and when he looked directly at the think tank curator, he set the sword in front of him.

"I only ask you one question and only once, why are you rebellious?"

"Ah, in return I have to ask you something, my brother,"

Salperton showed his sharp teeth with a tired sigh.

"Chapter long, listen to me carefully. We are here to recapture the sacred relic'spirit spear' of the original body, but when we are about to succeed, the mechanical teaches people suddenly teleported to the star castle Inside, I took the spirit spear."

"Spirit spear?"

Gorgerie had heard of this Chapter sacred relic. It was the original body Dorn who was in the Great Expedition. A subspace vortex weapon used in the era, it became the sacred relic of the soul drinker after the second army was built, but it was lost six thousand years ago, and Chapter has been looking for it.

"Yes, you should know the meaning of Dao Soul spear for Chapter, but even so, we at first did not choose to conflict with the mechanical teaching. We only strengthened the defense of the platform and required the mechanical teaching. They returned the spirit spear, but they took away the spirit spear and aimed a giant siege cannon at us. We were forced to board the ship for self-protection and destroyed the weapons of the Mechanical Cult."

Listen At this, Gorge was surprised, which was obviously completely different from the report of the Mechanical Teaching.

So his attitude softened a bit.

"Then why did you kill the technical sage?"

"Because he refused to tell the whereabouts of the spirit spear."

Salperdon Speaking this sentence in the tone of as it should be by rights, it made Gorge's back chill.

"You didn't tell me beforehand?"

"The matter is urgent."

"Then you can choose to wait for me to come back to deal with this matter."

"Sorry, I didn't think about it well."

"Then you know, because of your behavior, Chapter has been declared excommunication and treason by the Tribunal!"

As soon as this was said, the recruits and veterans were in an uproar, obviously not many people knew about it.

Salperdon was silent for a while, then nodded.

"I know."

"Since you know, why did you at first refuse the trial court investigation!"

The think tank director suddenly looked up, his The eyes seemed to be burning.

"Because the Tribunal cannot represent Imperium! Not to mention the God Emperor! The souls of soul drinkers only swear to the Golden Throne! Not the mad dogs who bite! They have no right to judge us!"

Gorgri took a deep breath and lowered the tip of the sword.

"You are wrong, Salperton, your thoughts are too dangerous, and I cannot allow you to continue to lead Chapter astray. Here, as the head of Chapter, I announce the dismissal of your think tank. The director of the post and arrested him."

The think tank curator looked at him without any action.

"Gorgri, do you know what you are doing."

At this moment, the pastor behind took a step forward.

"I know very well, the pastor."

Salperdon shook the head.

"Sorry, forgive me for not being able to obey, your behavior is what really led Chapter astray."

Speaking, the think tank curator drew out his sword.

"Chapter Long Gorge, under the witness of God Emperor and Primarch, I want to challenge your command."

"Very good."

The two former comrades-in-arms raised their swords to each other, and then rushed towards each other under the gaze of everyone.

This is one of the traditions of some Astarte Orders. When a subordinate questions the decision of his superior, he can take a duel to fight for leadership.

Soon, they turned into an illusory shadow of ferocious actions. The Myriad Transformations such as slashing and thrusting looked like choreographed dances.

Gorgri turned back to his sword edge, and the silver steel blade broke through the air, blurring into a round of new moon, every time he slashed against Sarperdon’s defense , The power sword hit the think tank's chain saw sword and burst out sparks, and his every strike carried incomparable speed and strength.

The movements of the two warriors are far beyond the limits of mortals, and their speed despise the vision of others.

But after all, Gorgri is better at the battle skill. He was able to become the leader of Chapter not only because of the favor of the former leader. His sword technique was one of the very very early in Chapter. It's the best.

"We've never sparred before, have we?"

Gorge's voice continued to be heard from his gritted teeth.

Every few seconds, Sarperdon’s Battle Armor even puts a fresh wound on his face.

Although he is fast enough to avoid the death held by Golgri, his technique is not proficient enough to defend every blow perfectly.

"I never liked swords."

The think tank curator stooped to avoid a sword, and then the chain saw sword stuck out.

Gorgri leaned back, his balance brought him supernatural perfection, and the whirling jagged teeth just shattered the sky eagle decoration on his breastplate, just enough to touch a little pottery. The surface of the steel Battle Armor.