God Emperor’s Angel of Death

Handling Chapter affairs, alliance affairs is enough to keep Soshian busy every day, even his routine training must be frequently rescheduled or interrupted.

Having been so busy for almost two months, his time was basically a little more abundant, but the sacred God Emperor didn't seem to want him to be idle.

Just as Soshian was at the planetary orbital station being rebuilt and inspecting the progress of battleship maintenance, a message suddenly came.

"Someone is calling us, Chief Chapter."

When he walked into the orbital communication station, the mortal officers inside stood up one after another.

Soshian raised his hand, motioned everyone to go back to where he had just entered, and then faced the officer who issued the report.

"Imperium's?"

"Identify the incoming ship as the Imperial Fist Chapter-Shield of Courage."

Just as the officer’s words were finished, the bright The rune appeared on the birdwatching mirror.

"Imperial Fist company commander Danat Lysander asked to meet the brother of Astral Knight Chapter."

Chanted on the seat.

"We have brought Tyra's news and congratulations, and now we are asking for permission to board the ship for the formal reception."

Soshian thought for a moment and observed the approaching rune.

The opponent is still a section length way from entering the visual range, but has already left the subspace.

"The company commander Lysander is here."

Almin still has a deep memory and impression of this Legendary hero.

"Rather than let him on this broken track, I'd rather take the initiative to meet him."

Soshian made a decision and then waved to prepare the warriors.

"Let's go with you too."

About 10 hours later, the strike cruiser Shield of Valor appeared on the orbit of Nathan IV, because the orbital dock is now needed The repaired ship was so full that the battleship could only float on orbit.

This ancient battleship is not only a tool of war, but also a beautiful creation. The surface of the structure is decorated with the classic Tela language, which looks like a vast desert covered with rust.

When Soshian’s shuttle passed through the ship’s slender hull abdomen and moved towards the towers where the bridge was located, he could understand the almost forced decorations on the gunwale and hull plating— —With finely crafted angel statues, bronze patterns deep into the jet port paneling, towers and turrets weave a huge superstructure.

"I have never observed this battleship carefully before."

As these spires and domes slipped past it, Soshian meditated.

"—I just wanted to return to the Obsidian Fortress as soon as possible."

When the shuttle floated into the entrance of a cave-like hangar, dozens of Imperial Fist warriors acted as honor guards. Waiting for it.

The leader is a warrior covered in yellow armor, which shines under the lights of the hangar. The combat plate armor is as elegant as other things in the ship, polished to the point that it must be The degree of glass material.

The warrior didn't wear a helmet, and his exposed face was sharp and angular, just like one of the statues surrounded by pilasters and thick wool placed all around.

Soshian remembers this man, he should be Lysander's deputy.

He walked down from the illuminated shuttle, Armin and Ustad accompanied him, and a small guard team composed of four warriors dressed in Terminator armors— There are a lot of Terminator armors abandoned by the red pirates. After being recycled and purified, Astral Knight is allocated a complete set of twelve sets, which greatly supplements the battle strength of Chapter.

Seeing Soshian appear, the imperial Fist warrior without a helmet bowed.

"Welcome to the Shield of Courage, Soshian Chapter, I am Small Captain, the number one tactic, Kriif Kurz. I have been in love with you once, and I have heard a lot in the distance. Your accomplishment is the same as the company commander. He is eagerly looking forward to seeing you again."

"It's all just for God Emperor's loyalty."

Soshian's humble nodded, but Liv Kurz then looked at the warrior following Soshian, and was quite satisfied with what he saw in front of him-they were the hardest warriors and could not be compromised, just like the style of the Imperial Fist.

"Please follow me."

After that, Soshian and his warriors were led through many levels of battleship.

As they approached the command level, a large number of marble pillars and a bright red veined floor unfolded in front of them. They were escorted to the reception room, a distance from the magnificent observation dome of the upper bridge several hundred meters.

Five minutes later, Clive Kurz stopped in front of two double-sided gilded doors.

"A company commander hopes to be able to negotiate in a private environment between brothers and feet. If you are happy, I can... entertain your subordinates."

"Of course."

Soshian agreed and entered the room alone.

Soon, the door behind him closed, and the mixed sound of the armored army boots gradually faded away.

"Warriors are actually very curious about you."

Words came from the other end of the cabin.

"You have to forgive them, frankly speaking, I am the same."

This room has a large space, with rows of columns supporting the high grid ceiling, and the surface is smeared with Imperial The seal of the Fist home world.

Lysander, wearing a ceramic armor, walked to Soshian, holding a goblet in each hand, and then handed one to Soshian.

"Respect brotherhood."

He said, raising his wine glass.

"For the God Emperor."

Soshian slightly smiled and drank everything in the cup.

The wine in the glass is full and rich, and the taste is mellow and long. It is invaluable in any planet, and it is undoubtedly from the highest estate of Tyra.

It is said that the old Tyra people are all out of this.

"One part is fifteen years. Time flies so fast."

Lysander said, moved towards two huge, ivory-covered seats.

"My first impression of you back then was a naive and fearful little warrior. Now, look, you have become a great hero who can be alone."

"Be humble, I'm still the little warrior in front of you."

Soshian sat down awkwardly across from Lysander and tried to make himself humble as much as possible.

"Soshian, did you know that you are a big celebrity now."

Lysander said with a smile:

"From Tyra to the distant Extreme Star Domain, high lords and chapter leaders are talking about your name, will you be pleased to be some kind of fascinating source?"

"Uh...actually I'm not that happy."

"Indeed, I guess so."

Lysander shrugged, suddenly leaning forward conspiringly.

"Tell me, what is your secret to defeating Huron's bastard."

In fact, Soshian has guessed that the other party might ask such a question, so he was too early There are plans.

He picked up the wine glass that had been filled by the machine servant, and after taking a sip, he calmly replied: "There is only one trick, using the enemy's cowardly and greedy nature."

"Oh? How do you say?"

"Huron is a pirate. All his decisions will be based on the distribution of interests and his own considerations. He has no sense of personal honor. , Let alone the courage of press forward, he would appear cautious most of the time, too cautious."

Putting down the wine glass, Soshian began to confess some details.

"Before the attack, he once sent a scout squad to our planet. He was too careless and looked down upon us too much. We captured the scout squad and knew Huron’s in advance. Offensive plan."

"It turned out to be like this."

Lysander slightly nodded.

"But it's not enough for you to win."