God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Makado.....Yes, Makado....."

When I heard Soshian's words, the old man did not answer, but just looked thoughtful slightly nodded.

At this time, his aura of depravity became stronger, like a gray ghoul with skin peeled off, a living dead wrapped in a heavy robe, his movements were as stiff as an arthritis sufferer. Breathe in a whirring sound.

Soshian looked at him and sighed in his heart that Imperium was ruled by such a face in the past, a face that looked hopelessly sick.

Perhaps because of the long service by the God Emperor, it has caused such an impact on a person. Perhaps this is the reason why Makado is called the last person-close to the human The last person surviving under the dark star whose destiny rotates, or the other person is dead, or simply there is no one else, is just one of many lies on Tyra.

"If you are the Tyra regent, then I have a lot of questions I want to get from you."

Soshian said, straightening up in front of the old man.

The old man smiled.

"There have been countless people who wanted to get an answer from me, and they were even willing to give everything for it, so what are you willing to give?"

"This—"

Soshian brows tightly knit, I don’t know how to answer for a while.

"Well, you can answer me one question."

The old man put his hand on the chessboard and stared at Soshian with muddy eyes.

"I once had a debate with someone."

He said slowly:

"That debate lasted a long time, Even if he leaves now, I still miss our discussion.... His intelligence is so powerful, although a bit dull, it is undoubtedly very powerful, and, occasionally, there is a sense of humor— —A sense of humor in some form, do you believe it?" Soshian listened cautiously. He didn't confirm who the old man was talking about, but he already had a vague guess in his heart.

He wanted to ask a question, but the old man kept talking, as if Soshian's confusion was an insignificant trivial matter and it was not worth paying attention to.

"...Our debate is like this. He believes that the task of the ruler is to make himself obsolete, so that when his people are mature enough, he can replace it.... I don’t agree with this. I think we will never be mature enough. I believe that no one except that person is strong enough to unite humans, even temporarily. He is an exception, you know, maybe even Even he himself can't understand."

After speaking, the old man squinted at Soshian, his eyes suddenly become sharp, as if his eyes suddenly changed from a simple stone to a bright gem.

"So, what do you think? Who are you on? He or me?"

Until now, Soshian can finally be sure that the "he" in the other party’s mouth, Who is it?

Soshian took a deep breath. He didn't know whether he was honored or ashamed of being asked.

"Don't hesitate."

The old man shouted:

"Quickly make a choice."

"I want to say... "

Soshian spoke, but his tone was hesitant.

"I want to say that the God Emperor will always lead us. This is what we have been taught and what I firmly believe."

The old man is nodded.

"Well said, then you are on my side, you are right, of course-he has quite high expectations for our species, maybe a little too high... He is not always aware of the fact that he is indispensable, but can he always be here? This is the biggest problem and the test we have been facing."

The old man put his hands together, Fingertips touched each other, looking a little upset.

Soshian looked at him and waited.

He can only understand a small part of the old man’s words. He wants to know if that is part of the test, or what is the puzzling method of narration?

If this is the case, it seems a bit reluctant and unnecessary.

"The war of the gods has begun. Even now, I can feel the eyes of the Lord of Terror looking at us, pressing on my heart like a huge stone... I heard the voices of the dark gods and witnessed the most tragic and depraved appearance of mankind. The withering of Imperium hurts my heart, and it breaks my heart to witness this."

"But—"

Suddenly, Soshian's conversation turned.

"He has been away from us for ten thousand years. During this period, although human beings may be struggling, mortals will eventually survive ten thousand years by their own courage and sacrifice..."

"That's just appearance."

The old man suddenly seemed a little impatient.

"The weaknesses in human beings are fatal. We can never hold on to ourselves, nor can we achieve true vision."

"I have witnessed many sacrifices and great mortal stories— —"

"Those are meaningless!"

Looking at the old man's face, Soshian's lips twisted in disgust.

"Handprinter, I am disappointed that you have such contempt for your own race."

"Yes, it is contempt!"

’S imposing manner sternly:

"If you have witnessed what I have seen, and observe what a human being will become when he is left in the dark and alone, you will It agrees with my point of view!"

"Then your loyalty is limited to God Emperor, not humans, right!"

Hearing Soshian's severe questioning, the old man was stunned for a moment. Suddenly he lowered his head and his voice became low.

"Ha...For many years, I have collected you like stones. Collecting those upright souls is a big task, people who can rebuild those things that we must lose... Some are warriors, some are psychic masters, and some are just mortals. I chose you to protect those treasures when I can’t do it myself.....I need these souls to guard the light of enlightenment. To fight against ignorance, this eternal chain must not be interrupted, even after my own time limit."

When the old man lifts the head to look at Soshian, the old face showed tolerance. Expressions.

"I can feel what you think. Although your answer is not satisfactory to me, it allows me to see your soul clearly."

Soshian felt a little anxious, he Still confused, but don't know what I should do.

The old man took a deep breath and stood up with difficulty.

"Hope is still there...I hope to be there all the time.....This game has not been played yet....Not yet finished....."

Mumbling to himself, the old man turned and stepped into the boundless darkness.

"Wait—"

Soshian immediately got up to catch up, but the next second, he was in the cold great hall.

And his hand has been stretched out instinctively.

Only hearing oh la la, the terminator armor fell apart like a toppled building block, and the long knife slowly fell to the ground.

This accident made him stunned for a few seconds, as if he accidentally broke some valuable items in a stranger's house.

Suddenly, Soshian looked down, but saw that there was something shining in the Terminator component——