God Emperor’s Angel of Death

Soshian stepped across the threshold, and the red light was diffused in the floating clouds, as if from all directions and everywhere.

After two steps, he saw that the red aura actually originated from the console screens of several extremely weird abandoned terminals. There are several armored warriors lying down beside each terminal. .

Others followed up, and the heavy footsteps became lighter.

Soon, the team dispersed immediately, occupying a 20-meter-wide semi-circular area in the center of the command deck.

On top of it is a narrow mezzanine shrouded in darkness. A few steps separate the left and right sides and descend into a U-shaped sub-level platform, which is also interrupted by the intermittent green flashes from the malfunctioning display. illuminate.

Several important systems are monitored by digital Space Marine, the latter with armor, twisted and crooked in the place where they fell.

"What killed them?"

Soshian walked to the nearest one and asked.

"This is not right."

Mark spoke as he scanned the darkness in front of him with the searchlight on his armor.

"They--"

Under the faint light, all the Battle Armors he saw were deep purple, when this soul drinker veteran shot his lamppost forward At that time, he recognized the mark on the shoulder armor of the nearest corpse-a golden holy grail.

"Youmenis?"

After taking a look at the other identification marks of the man, Mark let out a low cry of surprise.

This warrior is a scout sergeant of the Soul Drinker.

"How did they... all die?"

"Weird."

Soshian reached out to move a corpse, or tried to move it.

But under the touch, it was not pushed down by his hand, instead it shook slightly and then turned around.

The communicator suddenly rang. This is a universal frequency, and a scream that extremely stimulates nerves immediately penetrated Soshian's eardrum.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOO! ! !

"Damn it!"

Judging from the shouts and curses of other people, he is not the only one to hear.

After a moment, the wailing lowered into a long neigh, then turned into a whisper.

"Run..."

Saul let out a low growl, and Soshian stepped back.

In front of them, what they thought was a corpse was getting up, and the other armors around them were also moving.

The red light emitted by the display increases accordingly, and with irregular pulses, it starts to brighten and disappear.

"Run..."

The whispers in the communicator rang again.

"It's devouring..."

Space Marines subconsciously formed a circle. Back to back, without exception, pointed the weapon in his hand at the ghost shadow standing up in the dark.

Soshian noticed that the power armors worn by nine of them were colorful light blue and red, and their helmet styles were also very unique, just like a cobra with head high.

"It's a thousand sons! This is a battleship of a thousand sons!"

Sauer immediately recognized those Space Marines wearing strange Battle Armor.

Qianzi is the 15th Legion among the 20 startup Space Marine Legion, and Primarch is Magnus, also known as the Red Devils.

During the Great Rebellion, he was punished by the God Emperor for violating the Nikaia law. In the end, the home planet was destroyed by Space Wolf, and the survivors and Primarchs joined the rebellion.

After the rebellion ended, Qianzi Legion took the witchcraft star in the eyes of fear as his new base camp, and was loyal to Evil God Tzeentch, the chaos in charge of change, witchcraft and magic.

In the first period of time, Tzeentch did protect the Thousand Sons of Legion from the fall and division that occurred in many rebellious Legion.

But in the end, the entire Legion still fell into a serious crisis of mutation and degradation-it seems that this is a masterpiece of their protector.

Because of fear that this crisis will continue to develop, the chief wizard Ahriman in Legion created a powerful spell to protect Qianzi from mutation. This spell is called [The Scarlet Letter].

The scarlet spell does get rid of the cancer of mutation, but the mandatory conditions attached to it are more terrifying.

The spiritual abilities of a very small number of warriors have been greatly enhanced, and they have become Masters proficient in witchcraft.

But the bodies of the warriors of the overwhelming majority turned into dust, and their souls were imprisoned forever in the armor before, and became puppets with almost no autonomous consciousness—the scarlet warrior.

When Magnus heard of the terrifying failure, he banished Ahriman and his wizard team from the Star of Witchcraft, and the Thousand Sons all split up and in pieces, and became countless pieces. The war gang.

Qianzi is now a ghost Legion led by a few cursed people, wandering in the eyes of fear and beyond, searching for knowledge of witchcraft and searching for witchcraft secret treasures.

There is no doubt that the appearance of these thousand children surprised Saul.

As the system went online again, more lights flickered, and the rays of light they emitted were like a few cold phosphorescence in the tossing smoke.

"There is something, it's some kind of rope."

Mark pointed to the corpse and said in surprise.

Soshian could not see what the other party was referring to at first, but when one of the soul drinkers swayed, turned slightly, and weakly hit an empty holster next to his waist with one hand , He saw something connecting the Space Marine armor to the console.

At first glance, it looks like a tangled cable, but it seeps from the slits of the warrior's breastplate.

But a closer look reveals that it is actually a smoother fluid that is more biomass.

The pipe itself has life and rhythm with it. From time to time, the pipe swells along the curved loop line all the way down, pumping from the soldier to the console.

Mottled blood handprints are also printed on the label plate of the surveillance terminal.

With an abrupt crackling sound, the main display screen submerged in the fog suddenly lit up, and its built-in speaker reopened with a fierce roar, a monster-like horrible and distorted face It is formed by coalescing on the quartz glass plate of the screen.

Soshian's heart is filled with an inexplicable feeling that some weird and extremely powerful existence is approaching.

It is like the waves surging in the sea when a huge ship sails towards the port. Looking down from the ship, you can see a Leviathan emerging.

"Let's get out first!"

Soshian hissed.

"This place is contaminated by subspace!"

"Wait."

Mark aimed his explosive gun at a soul drinker By.

"First of all, we give these people the peace they deserve, no matter what they have done."

He then fired, exploding the helmet of his target.

Others joined in, pouring gunfire on those trembling former compatriots.

A cry of pain and anger echoed in the radio system. Kovani also activated his heavy flamethrower, ejecting a long pillar of fire, turning a huge The magnitude was such that the burning promethium flame swept these consoles.

As the fire wave passed, the circuits exploded, the meaning of the screen broke, and Soshian's power armor recorded the rapidly rising temperature.

He looked around all around the burning bridge to make sure everything was burning.

There should be no living creatures that can survive the intensifying fire.

When he was observing, the accumulated promethium slowly spread to his feet. Soshian lowered his head and looked down at the squirming flame, and suddenly saw a face.

Gorgri's angry face, he seemed to be saying something to himself--

The flame almost burned to his feet, making him look fascinated.

"Soshian!!!"

He didn't know who was calling this, but the cry made him wake up from distraction.

Turning his head, he saw Saul staring at him.

"Affected by the power of Tzeentch, hold your mind and let go of your hatred temporarily."