God Emperor’s Angel of Death

When Talos returned to the bridge, the Echo of the Curse was moving hard under the gravitational pull of the planet and the fire of the distant Xenos battleship, and various ammunition hit the void shield with gorgeous ripples. .

It did not avoid any attacks. There was no slowing down, and no turning. The echo of the curse rushed out of the high track of Nathan 6 like a running wild horse. Every cannon and spine on both sides of the body swayed forward, preparing for the last time. Shouted angrily.

Talos sat on the throne and watched indifferently.

All commanders, all humans, are almost silent in their concentration.

The servants forwarded the printed report, and several of them slowly spit out rolls of ink-coated parchment from the dentures.

The eyes of the prophet never left the eye monitor.

The Xenos fleet is waiting. He saw them moving in the sky by drifting in the subspace, harmoniously unpleasant, the glowing solar sails tilted to catch the faint rays of the sun in the distance.

"Report from each area."

In response to each part of the command deck, the shouts of "OK" and "Ready" were called in an orderly rhyme Come back, in Dieterian's words, everything is ready.

But apart from waiting, Talos actually can't do anything now.

"The Xenos fleet is preparing to intercept."

He can see clearly that those smaller ships, shaped like bones, are planning to go to cover around the orbital station.

The larger cruiser moves at the same alarming speed, advancing in a flowing arc, with its sails tilting.

He doesn't like the way they move.

Not only because its agility far exceeds the capabilities of humans, but also because the echo of the curse has been impossible to surpass this fleet repeatedly. Xenos makes this fleet seem smarter than humans.

"Fifty-five seconds, Master."

Talos leaned back on the throne, he knew very well that he might never leave this deck alive.

Running to the orbital station seems to be the hardest part. In contrast, slaughtering the poor Xenos on the deck of the Echo of the Curse is a pleasant treat.

"Forty seconds."

"All targets are marked and locked!"

The officer in charge of the weapon array shouted:

"We need to be undisturbed for one minute to uninterruptedly release the first wave of attacks!"

"You can do it, sir, tell me how many targets this will hit? "

Talos asked with great patience.

"The actions of the Spirit Race fleet are too weird. If they have been following us for a side attack...about 15 targets."

Talos’ lips are in The back of his visor twitched, not exactly a smile.

Shooting 15 targets at once, he will miss this ship.

The Echo of the Curse is the beautiful younger sister of the Covenant. It would be rude if he still had a grudge about the armament improvements the Red Pirates had made during the century they occupied her.

"Thirty seconds!"

"Send me a communication for the whole ship."

"Done, master."

Talos took a deep breath, he knew his words were heard by thousands of slaves, mutants and slaves, who were sweating under the deck.

"I am the captain, Talos Varkoran, and a descendant of the eighth Legion. I grew up in a world without the sun, just like you all person... Now an incomparable storm is going We are here. Survival depends on your blood and sweat. No matter what deck you work on, every life will have meaning in the next few minutes. All crew, all souls! Ready to fight."

" Twenty seconds, master."

"Turn on'Scream'."

"Yes, master."

"First shot as planned , And fire at will."

"Yes, master."

The curse echo, with all its power, sprays the trail of plasma flames, under their destructive heat It went around a semicircle under the orbital gravity in a nearly gorgeous posture.

Spirit Race battleship continues to approach, their initial diving action is not as elegant as the previous Void Dance, because their prey is playing a different game.

Spirit Race ships are ready to fight and lie in ambush on a clearer route because they find themselves inadvertently away from escaped prey.

"Does the scream work?"

Talos asked. He could see several Xenos spaceships quickly turn their directions and adjust their attack routes-this is obvious of.

The officials looked down at their consoles. No one was more keen than the people stationed in front of the Toizumi projector.

"The Spirit Race fleet is trying to change our trajectory, and several cruisers have deviated from the interception course."

"It worked."

Talos Still sitting on the throne, resisting the desire to pace on the deck.

The rumbling sound of the cannon and the heavy blow of the small rock hitting the void shield made the ship sway.

"We almost avoided half of the enemy's firepower."

In the imager, the Xenos spaceship is elongated-all with smooth bones and shiny wings sail.

He suspects that the distant sun causes the Spirit Race battleship to lack the heat required for solar sails and slow to move, but he has little understanding of the functions of the Xenos spaceship, everything is speculation.

"The Xenos Pioneer Ship has entered the largest weapon range!"

When the officers shouted, Talos also thought of his brothers, and now they should be sitting in the airdrop pod , Thunder Eagle is also waiting in the landing field.

On the eyeball screen, the coin-sized orbital station has doubled, and the busy attendants in their respective positions will chatter about the warheads coming in.

"It's time to launch the airdrop capsule and order the Thunderhawk to go immediately."

"Yes, master."

As the curse echo dived, Its abdomen moved towards the world below and sprinkled a gleaming "seed".

This process did not last long.

"Master!"

An ornithology operator shouted.

"Xenos torpedoes were scanned! They can resist our interference."

"Even screaming in the face?"

Talos knows Dietri Ann's machine is calibrated according to Imperium technology, but even so, he still hopes to have some effect on Spirit Race.

"Some have lost their way, others are self-destructing halfway, but there is still one third flying towards us."

"Time?"

"The first one will arrive in ten seconds."

"Attention all, prepare for the impact."

Soon, the quack of the ship turned into a tremor. The trembling immediately turned into a violent vibration.

Talos felt a new, unwelcome uneasiness creeping up his spine.

I don't know when it will start, his preview has not appeared for a long time.

"The shield is weakened."

An officer chirp chirp twitter twitter in front of the console.

"2/3/2021 for energy supply."

Talos did not respond. As the crying and crying around him grew louder, he also stared at the iron in the eye monitor. The gray metal structure is getting bigger and bigger.

"Come on."

He muttered to himself.

"Damn fate, come on."