God Emperor’s Angel of Death

Although they have been very cautious and tried to conceal the track of the Echo of the Curse, they finally got caught by the enemy when they escaped from the subspace and jumped into the physical universe on the edge of the Chennai galaxy. Living.

Ada Spirit Race has incredible concealment skills, allowing their small battleship to avoid all scanning devices and carry deadly "cargo" into the dark cabin of the echo of the curse...

Yes, the unlucky curse echo was jumped to help again.

More deadly, within half an hour after the enemy jumped to the gang, the captain, Talos, once again fell into a coma because of his prevision.

In this preview, he saw a burning long sword, a soaring gray eagle, and a metal face that he instinctively hates—stubbornness, hypocrisy, Like most Imperium people he met.

Finally, when he woke up, the first thing he saw was Macarion’s iron coffin, and the other party’s hong long long voice went straight through his sore head.

"I heard the explosive gun fire."

Soon, Talos also heard the explosive gun.

The sound is right under his feet, the drumbeat that can’t be mistaken—heavy, trembling blasting guns fire each other, and the unique sound when the bullet shell falls, and the familiar sound when metal penetrates the armor. The inharmonious sound.

The prophet struggled to stand up, stroked the side of the helmet with one hand, forcibly regaining his vision.

He stared around, people shouting everywhere on the bridge.

The situation looks bad.

"You were in a coma for 34 minutes this time, Master."

Talos’ slave Setimus said, he was still wearing that ragged flight jacket with his pistol hanging on him. Under the hind buttocks.

"Tell me everything."

The prophet ordered, and Setimus had begun to hand him weapons one by one-this mortal needs both hands every time Pick up one piece.

"I know very little, all the claws are sent everywhere, we have been jumped by the enemy, I don’t know if our shields are invalid, but the enemy’s battleship is also because of them. He didn’t open fire. Lord Cyrion wanted to stabilize the bridge for defense first."

"Who jumped to help us?"

"Spirit Race, I know this. , Didn’t you dream of them?"

"I don’t remember what I met in my dream, all I can remember is the pain...you stay here."

Stand up, then paused, and whispered:

"Thank you for taking care of me."

"My loyalty will not change, my lord."

The prophet descends The podium, machine servant and servo skull looked at him expressionlessly, expecting that he could give them orders.

"Talos?"

Suddenly, a warrior's message sounded from the communicator of the helmet.

"Is that Talos talking?"

The other one said suddenly.

"Retreat!"

It was Lukovus talking, Talos could tell from the deep but harsh voice.

"Retreat to Hall Two!"

"Stick your ground!"

Syrian? Yes... Cyrion, the audio made him difficult to recognize, but Talos still heard it.

"Stick your ground, you scavengers! You will leave us unsupported!"

From then on, only fight at close quarters remained in the information network. Voice.

"This is Cheyenne Kurus of the Second Claw! Someone is injured, we need support!"

"Where is the hapless Primaris Apothecary!? "

"The fourth fierce claw calls the first fierce claw, we need Valer now!"

"Retreat from the third hall! Repeat, we leave the hall."

"Who is laughing?"

"Talos? Is that you?"

The prophet sighed in his throat and made him feel better.

"I wake up, now, the first fierce claw, report the situation! The other fierce claws, report the situation later."

But he did not receive any answer, the audio system has been bombed The firing of the gun tore into a raging wind.

When Talos left the gate of the bridge, his fist without a weapon still convulsed with pain.

Afterwards, after tracking the fire of the explosive gun to find the closest sound source, he realized that he was at the end of the 500-meter-long winding corridor.

Then when he appeared in the middle of the gun battle with his weak limbs, a shrapnel hit him in the head.

This made him blind for a while, and the shrapnel hit his helmet crookedly. Although it didn't penetrate, it was strong enough to cause bad stimulation of the current, which lasted for a few seconds. .

Soon, his vision was cleaned up by a burst of static electricity, and it returned to a red interface and a flashing rune.

He looked down and found that the "bullet" was actually a translucent crystal flake. If he remembered it correctly, it was probably called a star dart.

"Squat down."

A voice warned him. Talos looked up and found that Markushen was standing above him, his hands moving with the recoil when he exploded and bounced. Jitter.

Under the control of Markushen, the muzzle of the heavy explosive projectile hardly trembles, but every time the ejected shell splashes into Markushen's dark breastplate, sparks will explode.

"This bunch of long-legged **!"

Uthas also hid behind the bunker, but he was slurred when he spoke, and his throat seemed sick. Wet, and next to him is Cyrion who is shooting continuously.

"Where is Valle?"

Taros asked:

"Valle is guarding the tunnel behind."

Cyrion is reloading again.

"These poor bugs sneaked into the boat without knowing it, and they are everywhere. We don't even know where they invaded."

At this time, Marku After a burst of star darts hit his shoulder armor, Shen took two steps back, and the power armor dropped a lot of ceramic steel particles.

"Spirit Race!"

He growled and fired again!

"Have a help half an hour ago!"

"We may not have chosen a good location for leaving the subspace before drifting into the Nathan Galaxy."

Cyrion also said angrily.

"Although I doubt it, they already knew where we were going, they left the subspace beacons in advance, and then followed us cunningly, these Xenos bitches!"

" Very cunning."

Makushen also complained.

"Of course you can blame your navigator."

Usas also spoke, when the wall next to his head was suddenly blown into a sharp pile by something Fragments.

"She should have sensed the signs of those stubborn wild dogs remaining in the subspace."

Talos violently retracted into the bunker when changing the bomb.

"She may feel something, but she doesn't know what it is. Spirit Race's skills are not something she can fight against."

He stretched his head and glanced at the end of the corridor. , But it was empty and there was nothing, the Xing Dart bullet seemed to appear out of thin air.

"We have to retreat, the corridor is not conducive to defense."

Talos finally decided to give up here, but Cyrion immediately poured cold water on him.

"We can’t retreat from here. We are the only defensive force in this entire circle. If they step on the bridge, we will lose the ship. The void shield has been used by them. Overloaded by some means, Dieterian is rushing to repair the main engine with oil and blood all over his body."

"And we can't run."

Makushen is no longer there. The way to continue staying high, he had a large star dart stuck on his body, he could only slide behind the underground bunker, and whispered:

"The Raptors are guarding the southern aisle, the enemy Now it’s like sticking behind us."

Usas stuck his head out to shoot, but his movements were a little stiff. A single molecule swept across his neck and brought it up. A puff of blood.

Blood splashed all over Maku Shen, and he cursed and took a few steps away.

"Damn, it does look dangerous here!"

The prophet immediately dragged Uthas back, and the opponent's blood was sprayed on the wall, forming a dazzling graffiti.

Although he knew it was dangerous, Talos still wanted to see what made Uthas like this. He poked out his head carefully, his helmet's tactical sight gleaming and finally caught the trace of the enemy.

Or the other party does not bother to hide.