God Emperor’s Angel of Death

As soon as it reached high orbit, the Spark immediately went into action.

The Strike Cruiser trembled with almost incapable power, and the air was full of static electricity from its void shield and the throbbing of the filled light spear array.

Losa replaced Soshian in charge of the command throne of the bridge, surrounded by a holographic image and data readings.

The explosion-proof wall of the observation port has been lowered, and the space behind now presents a monitoring screen and observation display occupying the center of the dark bridge.

Losha watched the crew busy.

Generally speaking, Space Marines rarely notice their mortal servants, and even less really notice their activities. This is not because of arrogance, but because of the huge physical and psychological barrier. It makes it hard for Supermen to notice the thin human beings busy back and forth around them. Those who control the bridge are the most privileged of the thousands of servants serving the battleship, and their experience and expertise provide them with better rations and accommodation.

Even so, they are also useless and fragile creatures. Their ash-gray robe hangs loosely on their thin body, looking haggard.

In order to imitate their masters in vain, they shaved their scalps, and some of them added sky eagle tattoos on their faces and arms.

Lossa observed their work in the communication post and birdwatch architecture, and monitored the engine output and prepared to coordinate firepower.

Everything is in silence.

At this height, no matter what he tried, Lothar found that he could not distinguish any of them, old or youngster, male or female.

They are the property of the Order. Whether they are voluntary or forced, they must serve on this ship for life.

This is the cruel and indifferent side of Imperium of Man.

Choice is a luxury power for most people.

"Chapter is long."

Lothar turned on the remote communicator and communicated with Soshian who had arrived in the torpedo launcher.

"We are catching up with that transport ship. ID scans and keel markings confirm that it is undoubtedly the New Faloth. What is your order?"

"You hit her Signal?"

"Yes, but she did not respond. The close-range ornithological detection only detected very few signs of life. About twenty minutes ago, a landing ship was thrown out by her, and the target It's the orbital station. I think your guess has been confirmed."

"It seems that those traitors have been happy, and it is nothing more than a morgue."

"Indeed, but they may be able to provide us with information before landing, such as the identity of the traitors."

"The traitors will destroy them," Kahu said without emotion. "It's a waste of time to board her."

Luosha looked at the surveillance screen.

Even if the image is not magnified, the New Faloth can be clearly identified, with its mottled, unpleasant body set against the rotating green and white sphere.

What happened to her crew? What is occupying her deck and space in the dark now?

"Chapter is long, we have twenty seconds to enter the launch range."

"Controlled by you."

Wait quietly for twenty seconds Later, he felt shocked when Soshian's attack torpedo was launched.

Behind him, the first squad stood still, fully armored and armed, with automatic stabilizers and magnetic locks that allowed them to stand firm when the torpedo was launched towards the side of the New Faloth.

The Starfire has reached a very close distance from the opponent, so close that it can guarantee that no matter what defense system it has, it will not be able to lock them when Astral Knight’s gang torpedo tears open the narrow void between the two. .

Before the approaching alarm sounded and the narrow metal cabin was filled with ferocious red light, the time on Soshian's visor showed less than fifteen seconds.

"Ready to enter the cabin!"

Soshian commanded, set the stabilizer to maximum power.

Just when the armor was locked, he felt that the thrust of the brake rocket suppressed a rapid collision, and at the moment of the impact, he was snorted.

The power armor absorbs the strong gravity change, this force is enough to tear a mortal into fleshy flesh.

The torpedo seemed to stop for a while, and then as the heat from its head burned through the outer hull of the New Faloth, a new vibration passed through the deck below Soshian's feet.

Soshian took off the power sword on his waist with ease.

He can feel the desire of the first squad behind him to fight, they have waited too long.

But Soshian found that he was praying that there were not too many living traitors left on the ship, and there were no things that made the killing complicated. Not only can the current Astral Knight not accept defeat, but also a larger loss.

After that, Soshian pushed his worries aside, concentrates one's mind.

He is no longer an ordinary warrior.

Soon, the broken metal plate was exploded by the landing torpedo with a dull blast, and then there was the harsh sound of an automatic bomb.

The flashing lights inside the torpedo changed from red to green, and Soshian was moving before the ramp descended. The roar of the power sword's decomposition position corresponded to deathly silence, and the outside was screaming darkness.

In the next second, Soshian's automatic senses captured the deformed, unnatural shapes. They were torn apart by torpedoes drilling into the explosion. The fragments scattered throughout the corridor made the scene even more distorted. .

His sensor discovered the unpleasant subspace stench that could not be mistaken.

This is a group of highly polluted chaos believers, or it may be the renegade crew on the ship.

Their pale bodies are full of blasphemous symbols, their open mouths are densely covered with fangs, and they are armed with various primordial weapons and pounce at these angels of death.

"Destroy them."

Behind Soshian, the first squad swarmed and quickly wiped out the first chaos believers who pounced on them from the dark. Space Marines didn’t even use it. Explosive bullet guns, but use chainsaws and fists to tear them into wet pieces and black pus and blood.

Soshian trampled their twisted bodies, and the traitors showed their hatred with their fangs.

The deformed fear will destroy most of the mortal's intellect. The blood-sucking fangs and newly-grown accessory limbs twist and try to catch the silver-gray Battle Armor.

But they are still as fragile as paper in front of Space Marine.

Soshian easily cut them open with a sword, letting pieces of black splash on his armor.

Falzad rushed down the corridor. The anger of his two tomahawks filled the enclosed space, and the screaming fragments mixed with blood raindrops toward him, making him look like Dark red.

The second squad also quickly walked out of the landing capsule. They protected the flanks of the first squad. The blasting gun drove the chaos believers in the corridor into explosive flames and ashes, buzzing with energy overload. Buzzing.

After the last chaos believer wailed and died under Soshian's fist, he went all the way forward and saw an open passage door.

He walked sideways through it, looking for new enemies.

The automatic sensor revealed to him the slaughterhouse he entered. The place where the church on the ship was once was flooded with blood and hanging limbs. The crazy slaughterhouse was creeping with hunchbacks and cloaked creatures. , The cultists flinched because of Soshian's appearance.

Soshian did not hesitate, and swung his sword up, tearing their twisted limbs.

In order to escape him, the cultists tried their best to grab and beat each other, but they were useless in front of the giant silver armor.

He soon allowed these people to join the slaughterhouse they had created.

"No other crew members were found."

When Farzad came to report, Soshian stood there with heavy breathing, his internal organs dripping from his ancient armor.

He struggled to control himself, struggled with the urge to continue killing because of his anger.

At the same time, he received a second battle report on the visor, from the second battle technique squad that dived into the engine room of the ship.

"There are no survivors."

Ustad described everything he had seen.

"There is no sign of a traitor. The engine room is currently under control."

However, Soshian's attention was attracted by a huge symbol on the church wall. His instinct Telling him that this symbol had a lot to do with the identity of the traitor, he intercepted it and sent it to Lothar on the bridge.

"Luosha, did you receive the picture I saw."

"Yes, the chapter is long."

"What is this." "

On the bridge of the Spark, Lothar stood on the command platform, staring at the picture sent by Soshian in his visor.

"Long Chapter, it seems that all your guesses are correct. We have indeed encountered a traitor."

On the dripping blood dyed red wall, a brass The colored symbols flickered with evil light.

"This is the symbol of Chaos Evil God Khorne. We encountered a Khorne war gang."