God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Where is he!"

"Target danger level 5! Priority to kill! Priority to kill!"

"Damn, he killed Nepal Lears!"

The shouts were everywhere, and the people heard the muffled sound of the dead body falling to the ground.

Sorge rushed to his first two victims, a corpse soaked face down in the water, and the air wrapped in the coat made it only slowly sinking into the sewage full of green algae.

The other person was lying on his back on the street, his eyes staring like a full moon, blood flowing from his body at an alarming speed, staining the dirt road into red bricks.

Sorge leaned over and moved some hands and feet to the man's weapon, then he turned and ran back along the same path.

"He is here! Come and help me!"

He yelled behind him as he ran, and then plunged his head behind the far end of the shack, letting a thick wall block him And the canal.

He heard the other guards approaching quickly, and they cursed angrily after seeing the dead.

Suddenly, one of them said:

"Wait, wait! What sound is that?"

The sound of the time bomb, you idiot.

Sorge sneered secretly in his heart.

The bomb detonated instantly, blasting the shack adjacent to the canal to pieces.

Sorge rushed into the dense smoke and used a sharp headshot to kill a guard who hadn’t died in the explosion. Then he counted the other corpses-it was a puzzle, he Try to distinguish the bloody remains that were scorched.

There are four in total, so there are two more in the vicinity, and the other squads are definitely on the way.

He has paid the price for his recklessness, and now is the time to perform the task.

Sorge looked down at the canal and found that the river suddenly became still.

"Oh, isn't it..."

His master emerges like a shadow impossible in the daytime, and he can even see a large cat The creature-like thing lay on his master's shoulder, and this psionic communication was like a hot copper wire digging into his mind.

【You are wasting time and exposing yourself unnecessarily, slave. ]

"I'm releasing the pressure--"

Sorge growled in pain.

【Complete the duties you must perform. ]

"I know, master--"

[Investigate everything about Astral Knight]

"I remember! I will do it!"

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Sorge frowned shouted, and the pressure in his skull suddenly disappeared.

He turned and walked away from the canal. Two guards were rushing towards him along the streets. One of them opened fire, and the hot laser struck his thigh, almost hitting him.

Sorge raised his gun and fired at the same time.

"It will be over soon—"

Five minutes later, when a large number of guards arrived at the scene, they only saw the guards’ broken bodies. As for the perpetrators, Disappeared in the vast sea of ​​people.

The planetary governor immediately received the news, so he raised the security level, sent more guards, and started investigating the cargo ship that has recently entered orbit.

But in a short period of time, it is almost impossible to find this dangerous element, so I can only try to do some remedial measures.

On the night of celebrating the ceremony, in the monastery fortress of Astral Knight, the victory banquet belonging to the Astarts also began.

Hundreds of warriors from the four Chapters gathered in the hall of the monastery, including those soul drinkers who were inconvenient to show up during the day. Heroes and warriors gathered together.

Everyone has an expression of compassion and resentment, and everyone's soul is as sharp as a sword in his hand, polished to the utmost to serve the God Emperor.

The rows of giants stayed still, their eyes crossed the pyre, through the rising flames, and stared at the sky eagle emblem at the far end.

Battle Armor looks ruthless under the fire, their completely motionless figures are like sculptures.

After the mourning ceremony is over, one person should speak to the warriors, and Soshian is pleased to perform this duty.

After all, although this war was not his will, it was initiated under his command.

The huge sense of pride instantly grabbed his ambition, and was instantly relieved by his own humility.

Because this is not his own victory.

Soshian stepped into the circle of fire exuding a strange chill, and turned to face these fighting brothers.

His cloak, so heavy, curls around him.

The parchment curled on the plastic steel, whispering the oath of loyalty, while his crown was tied tightly, and his military badge began to echo, whispering to him:

Who is helping you? Standing to its current height?

is the power of the God Emperor.

And whose shoulders are your feet standing on?

I stand on the shoulders of brothers.

This is their victory.

"There will be no statues!"

Soshian shouted to the fighting brothers.

"No statues will be erected, no monuments to remember our victory! There will be no songs, no poems, no deafening deeds, stories of praise of merit! We will not hear praises of courage The chants of, and I will not hear the chants for remembering, only the biting and dark gravel, and the fickle rays of light of the poisoned stars, they are the only things we can see!"

Soshian lowered his head slightly, a curly cold wind was blowing in the jagged mountains in the south, while the aurora was dancing in the cold night sky. Their sick rays of light merged with the mountains, giving the peaks false heights.

"Those are irrelevant, who cares about these bauble? How can we care about fame?"

He stretched out a hand to the fighting brothers and opened his palms to face each other All of them.

Some of them are already familiar to him, while others have almost never met.

It doesn't matter, because they are all his brother-a fighting brother beyond blood.

“Use our armor-covered feet to step into the enemy’s land to show our trajectory! Use the bones and remains of the enemy tossed as our joyful hymn! Do we still need to applaud and praise? We are familiar with service and dedication, what satisfaction can be more than fulfilling our duties? Because we are loyal to the God Emperor! He looks at us, and his will is our guide and mentor! When we have a great victory, his heart is very happy, When we are in decline, He blesses us to regain our strength! What is the opinion of people, and what is the use of the fleeting cheers of mortals? As long as the God Emperor’s eyes are watching what we do and think, any other recognition is not enough. Odd!"

He slapped his chest, making the medal tremble.

"Here, we do not have to seek the crown of victory, nor the glory of others! We are Astarte, the holy angel of death!"

He said, voice It gradually fell silent.

"——Victory and loyalty are their own rewards."

The warriors heard exactly the word, and suddenly, their Lang Lang roar sounded like an explosion. Shattered the silence of the hall.

"Holy my emperor!"

Soshian nodded approves, his eyes locked tightly on the brothers in front of him.

"Later, I will one by one hold your hands and express my gratitude to each of you from the bottom of my heart! This is your victory, this is your day, this is your strength , The laurel of this victory belongs to you."

The only way to respond to him was more roars.

"You fought, and you won the battle!"

He clenched his fists and continued:

"Although the enemy was not annihilated, but always One day, we will step on the waves of the subspace again and bring the anger of the God Emperor to the heads of the traitors again. That time, they will have nowhere to hide!"

"For the God Emperor! "

Hundreds of Astarte Qiqi roared, causing the entire fortress to tremble slightly.

"This cup."

After that, Soshian raised a golden wine glass.

"Respect the eternal Golden Throne!"