God Emperor’s Angel of Death

Lukofus’s question made everyone's body tense, and only Talos maintained that calm attitude.

Later, he replied with an explanatory tone:

"I’m not sure about this, maybe a few hours, maybe a few days, everything depends on what they use to hunt us down. If they land in an army, we may not last long, but at least they will bleed more cruelly than in a fair battle. Hours and days are longer than a few minutes. I know which one I will choose. "

After listening to his words, the warriors held their weapons and leaned forward-the atmosphere changed, and all the reluctant attitudes disappeared.

Talos continued.

"The curse echo is also unlikely to survive. Once Spirit Race is free from the influence of the scream, it will be posted like our second skin. Everyone who wants to survive must prepare To evacuate the ship, and in order not to let the orbital station cause us more trouble, I will let the curse echo crash it."

"What about the crew? How many souls are there on the ship?"

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"We are not sure, 20,000 or 30,000."

"We cannot evacuate that many people, nor can we afford the consequences of the necessary crew leaving their posts, what will you do? Tell them?"

"Don't say anything."

Talostein's answer.

"As the captain, I will stay on the bridge to accompany them until the last moment. This

like the crew will not realize that Legion is going to abandon them."

"It's really cold-blooded."

Serion jumped out with a joke, which caused a lot of laughter around him.

Talos just rolled the eyes helplessly.

"Necessary action, thinking this is a last-minute fight, no one can be spared... The first fierce claw will stay by my side, arrange the last surprise for our Spirit Race, and the rest of you will pass the landing The cabin and Thunderhawk landed on the surface of the planet, and then established a stronghold to prepare for the next."

Talos put his hands on the imaging device with a solemn tone.

"But everyone must remember that even if we escape the Spirit Race, Imperium’s punishment will come soon. Don’t think about being able to retreat... This may sound bad, But at least the people of Imperium will find our survivors on the planet and spread our deeds. Spirit Race will not pity humans. They come for our flesh and blood."

Smiled.

"Suddenly, you started talking about survival? Brother, what is the chance that we will survive?"

Talos' only answer was an unusually unpleasant smile.

A few hours later, the Prophet and Valer walked through his private pharmacy room together. Compared with the mechanical bishop, the facilities here are more specific in scope, and there are fewer slaves and servants. many.

"How much work do you want me to abandon?"

Valle's voice is unwilling, beside him, the servants are busy carrying the petri dish and the sleeping transformation in it By.

Talos' eyes have been fixed on the people in the petri dish, the teenagers.

"Valiel, listen to me—just a moment."

"I'm listening."

"You can't talk to us on Nathan Six -Fight."

Valier Bing's blue eyes slowly narrowed, staring at Talos coldly.

"You told a funny joke."

"No kidding, Valer, you hold the key to Legion's future. I want to send you away before the battle. Dietrian’s spaceship can fly in subspace...you go with him, and your instruments and your work results are also meaningful."

"No, I refuse."

"This is not a debate, nor a sharing of opinions, brother, this is an order."

"No."

Valle ripped the peeling skin from his shell , Revealing the winged skull underneath-the eighth Legion logo looked back at Talos with sunken eye sockets.

"Like you, I wear the eighth Legion badge. I will fight to death with you, in that worthless Small World."

"You I don't owe anything, Valer... Never again."

This time, Valler looked almost stunned.

"I owe you? I owe you!? That's how you see our brother friendship? A series of favors that need to be reciprocated? I will stand with you because we are the warrior of the eighth Legion Brother, Talos, we are comrades-in-arms who live and die."

"I appreciate your approval, but not this time."

"You can't—"

"I can do whatever I want. Captain Macarion agreed with me, so it was so decided. And Dieterion’s ship has no extra space for more than ten people. The warrior is best used to store the relics that must be returned to Legion. You and your work must be protected first."

Valle took a deep breath.

"Did you realize that you often interrupt other people? It's almost as annoying as Uthas licking his teeth."

"I I will remember."

Talos replied.

"In the last time of my life, I will try to make up for this worrying character defect... Now, are you ready? If I give you 12 hours and require as many servants as How many servants do you give, can you guarantee that all your equipment will be loaded on Dietrian’s ship?"

Valle bared his teeth and squeezed out an unusual smile.

"Yes."

"That's good, speaking of which, I haven't seen you lose your temper."

Jian rubbed his closed eyes.

"You ask too much of me."

"Is that right? By the way, I need you to do something else, Valle."

Primaris Apothecary met the prophet's gaze again, and felt a certain anxiety in the voice of the other party.

"What?"

"After leaving, I want you to find Malek in the black armor."

Valle stirred up a note Thin eyebrows.

"I will never go back to the big vortex again, Talos, Huron will chop off my head."

"I don’t believe Malek will stay Huron was there and didn’t believe that the Black Guard would be willing to join the blood robber. They must have boarded the Red Pirate’s ship for another reason. Although I don’t know the reason, I believe him no matter what happens... …If you can find him, then tell him that the plan was successful, Macarion has been reborn, and the war philosophers continue to command and lead the tenth company again on the last night."

"I will pretend not to listen. Understanding these words is like a last word... is that all?"

"Also, apologize to him for me."

Valle looked at Talos deeply, and then Slow nodded.

"These are all okay, but Dieterian’s ship can’t go far. It’s too small for long-distance navigation. We all know this."

"It doesn't need to go far, it just needs to get out of here."

Valle snorted dissatisfiedly.

"Then Spirit Race may catch up with us."

"Yes, they may, so, are there any other complaints? You are wasting the last thing I can give you A little time."

"How about Ottavia? How can we sail in the Sea of ​​Souls without a navigator."

Talos smiled.

"Because of this, she will go with you—"