God Emperor’s Angel of Death

The attack came so suddenly, thanks to the desperate resistance of the Planetary Defense Forces, most people were able to hide in safe underground air-raid shelters.

The few people remaining on the ground either hid or set up roadblocks at the end of the street, preparing to defend their homes with guns, iron rods, tools and a limited number of small arms.

As for why this happens, few people have made it clear.

Everyone did not expect that when the squadron sent by Huron fought the Ascetic Chapter in the Nathan Galaxy, two small cruisers came straight to Nathan IV, and For the expedition, Soshian has drained almost all the defensive power of the Nathan 4 homeland.

The one who came to sneak attack on Nathan 4 was no one else. It was an enemy that Soshian hadn't thought of-the renegade soul drinkers. Now they call themselves the Phantom Warrior.

The airport was the first to fall. Under the raid of more than one hundred capable veterans, the airport could not do much except to activate the pitiful defensive firepower.

When the phantom warriors landed, those who stood on the ground were the first to die.

After tentatively attacking the monastery fortress of Astral Knight, it was found that there were two squads of ascetics garrisoned, and there were also a large number of Chapter auxiliary army and a Knight Titan, Sarperdon Immediately and decisively gave up this unrealistic goal.

Turn his eyes to the nearby Soms Nest.

The corpse of the deceased was thrown into the big pit.

The machine servant excavation team pulled up the whole street, dug bigger and bigger holes and piled up the corpses.

The floating Servo Skull and Phantom Warrior’s own helmet recorded the massacre and archived it for future use.

The dean of Soms Noble Academy never left his desk.

Dawn, how faint appears in this world, only one hour is left.

With the arrival of the attacker, he intends to get some answers in one way or another-at least today he will die without going away ignorantly.

An instructor hurriedly walked into the Conference Hall, his trembling hands clasped the printed report tightly, and his robe sang sou sou on the dusty floor.

No servant stayed on the ground to sweep the ruins.

"The students basically hid in a safe place. The voice communication...there is no reason to listen to it anymore, there is only screaming."

The dean nodded.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine."

"But...the support from the Ascetic Chapter has not come yet."

The old man shook the head.

"Even if everything will not get better, we can at least face it with dignity...I think I heard the gunshots below."

The teacher walked towards table.

"I...I heard that too, where are the guards?"

The dean sat down and raised his fingers.

"I sent them to the nearest refuge a few hours ago, even though they seemed likely to stay, just out of an admirable stupid desire to perform their duties, maybe It was they who sacrificed their lives elsewhere in the Academy and postponed the meeting for a few seconds, but I hope it wasn't them, that would be too wasteful."

The instructor looked at him.

"As you said, Dean."

"Sir, please stand up straight, we almost have a visitor."

Pushing away suddenly, a group of giants in purple armor walked into the office, their armor still covered with blood.

Salperdon led them in, but when the mortals were there, they couldn't help but flick their eyelids when they saw his mutated limbs.

As soon as the fallen think tank came in, he immediately threw the dark green helmet on the desk, which directly split the wood.

"This table is a cultural relic with thousands of years of history."

The old man said with admirable calm. When he leaned back on the chair, his The hands didn't even tremble.

Salperdon immediately admired him-but this did not affect Chapter's actions in the least.

"This--"

The instructor glanced at the tabletop.

"Is this a Space Marine helmet belonging to the Ascetic Chapter?"

"You guessed it."

Salperton smiled Speaking of.

"These ignorant guys interfere with our plans for this world. This is the last mistake they made."

The mutated think tank turned around and walked around the office. After turning around, I looked at the city extending to all directions from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. Finally, I looked back at the dean. There was neither regret nor the impulse of maliciousness-it was a cold, hollow face, which did not show at all. The mind of the wearer.

The dean sat straighter and cleared his throat.

"I am Arthur Amos Nuvas, the current dean of the Academy of Soms Nest Noble."

Salperton tilted his head.

"President Nuis."

He didn't plan to make a roundabout this time.

"Do you know who we are and why?"

Salperdon finished speaking, looking back at the city, listening to the beautiful music in the heartbeat of the two people .

As time passed, both heartbeats accelerated, the damp drums became faster and faster, and the salty and sweaty smell of fear began to reach his senses.

Humans can always smell the most sour taste when they are afraid.

"I'll get back a debt."

Salperton said meaningfully.

"We have also served the false Golden Throne, but Imperium only hopes to forget us, forget all the people who have shed blood for it."

After that, he turned to face the courtyard. long.

"That also includes you."

The dean looked at them in turn and noticed that they had spoils of war decorations made of skulls and gorgeous weapons.

"Then what's your name?"

The dean asked calmly, his voice was not strangled in the tightness of his throat.

"Salperdon."

The mutant warrior grumbled in response.

"I am the Reaper of Souls, the Lord of Soul Drinkers."

"Then what do you want to do here, Salperdon."

"I want to take this debt back from a thief. I want to drag him into boundless fear and make him realize that he should never sit back and relax."

"You Is it Lord Soshian?"

Salpedon was nodded, his broken armor buzzed.

"He is your pride, right."

The dean squeezed a smile. He originally wanted to mock each other, but in the end the smile only turned into a stiff face. expression.

"He is our pride. He is one of the bravest warriors under the God Emperor. He will also wipe out countless heretics in the name of God Emperor. Maybe you have been defeated by him, because I can feel that, The fear you felt when you heard his name."

"Shut up!"

Salperton panted slowly, carefully considering what to say next. if.

"I will make him regret it, and I will make sure of this....Now, I ask you, Astral Knight has been conscripting with you all the time, right?"

"Yes, of course."

"The best boys on planet are here."

"Not all."

"Don't lie to me , When you lie, your body will betray you with a thousand subtle signals, what do you want to hide?"

The dean was silent.

"Bring all the boys to me, now."

But the dean

did not move, this attitude made the surrounding Chaos Space Marine couldn’t help it. To kill him.

Just when Salperdon was about to lose patience, the old man suddenly asked.

"Can you keep us alive?"