God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Armageddon's warning signal has been upgraded to red."

The air is filled with the smell of in a frenzy due to the large amount of communication and busy operation. Mortal officers are in To-and-fro is constantly busy, the servo skull hovering in the air, projecting a clear data projection.

Under the feet, the legendary Divine Beast is inlaid with gold and precious stones, stretching out on the marble surface.

Its owner is commanding the giant ship under his feet. Anyone boarding the ship, regardless of rank, must obey the command.

Chapter Chang Landauer of the White Church listened to the report of the Astral Whisperer, nodded expressed his gratitude, and looked towards the surrounding officers, they all commanded one of the ships in the fleet.

But in fact, most of the people present are just a projection. Those translucent images flicker with rays of light from time to time. Only Soshian and the chief Astral Whisperer Ambar Turan are physically present here.

The meeting was as calm as the previous one.

Randall looked towards Soshian, and the other person wanted to express something obvious at a glance, so he turned towards one after another who had not yet made a report.

"Master Turan."

Hearing his name was called, the old man raised his head, then tilted aside and listened.

"Besides the warning, are there more news from Armageddon?"

"Not yet, my lord."

Turan Master gasping for breath , Above the neck in silk robe, the loose skin was shaking together.

"There is neither news from Armageddon, nor from other places."

The answer is as expected. Now they are deaf, and the storm is working hard to remove them from the subspace It's the same when it comes out.

Although they have the help of the Unbound Soul, they have been able to travel unimpeded in the subspace storm, but they are only limited to not getting lost. Long-distance communication is still blocked. They are equivalent to going to a complete Unknown battlefield.

Randall didn't want that. He didn't fight unprepared battles.

"Well, thank you and clansman for your hard work."

Turan Master took a deep breath and responded with regret:

" We lost two more Star Whispers during the last attempt to cross the storm to establish contact with Armageddon."

The old man stopped, his breathing became more difficult, and Soshian could see the exhaustion all over his body. , The old man seemed to have a fever, and a drop of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth when he spoke.

"My lord, this can't go on anymore, even in dreams, storms will sweep our hearts, just like they have life, just like they—"

" You have to keep trying."

Randall's tone was hard and harsh.

Master Turan wanted to continue talking, but Landauer did not give him this opportunity.

"Nothing is more important than this, no!"

Master Turan was silent for a while, nodded.

This is a death order. Soshian knows that, whether it is voluntarily accepted or resisted, Randall is ordering his Astral Whisperers to give their lives.

But they have no choice. Everyone suffers losses through unremitting efforts. The dedication of paying the price is the essence of loyalty.

In spite of this, he can still feel the imprint of the hollow eyes of the blind on his back.

In the eyes of many people, Soshian is a kind and good person. He is looking forward to what this chapter from other chapters will say.

"Master Turan, you should go down and rest first, and keep your communications to Armageddon to a minimum."

Soshian raised his right fist and tapped it on his chest. , To pay his respects in the manner of Space Marine.

With an expression of gratitude, Master Turan bowed briefly, and then dragged his body away. Feng Zhunian's back seemed to fall at any time.

The other projections disappeared one by one, leaving only two chapters long.

Randall stared frowned closely at the star whisperer's leaving back. Around him, there was a sense of uneasiness lingering, even if he stood there still, there was a repressive imposing. manner, like a predator trapped in a cage looking out.

Soshian knows that Randall is an upright and respectable person. He is actually not as cold as he just appeared, because the responsibilities he shoulders sometimes make him unavoidable.

"What's on your mind, you should tell it, brother."

Randall cast a reproachful look at Soshian, and then shook the head.

"The red alert means that Armageddon is at risk of being fully occupied. We don’t know the situation of the Greenskins. Perhaps the track is full of their fleets. We may be involved in a fierce battle as soon as we appear. .....Legion can't afford such a loss, and we can't move forward blindly."

"But what he said makes sense, brother."

Soshian looked at Turan Where the Master just stood.

"We can’t go on like this. They can’t hold on. If the Star Whisperers all die, we will still be deaf."

"But we must also establish a connection with Armageddon, Because after we understand the situation, we can make the right decision, when to intervene and how to intervene."

Randall’s speaks in a gentle tone is stable, Soshian nodded, and still watching the star whisperer standing just now place.

"It's right, but I didn't mean that."

Soshian frowned and his eyebrows tangle together.

"It is not wise to consume Star Whisperers."

Now the fleet is still drifting in the subspace, but the storm shows no signs of abating, if anything changes. , It just became more violent.

If it weren't for Atani's amazing spiritual power as navigation, it is estimated that this fleet has been completely destroyed.

The reason for this level of storm, according to Atani’s speculation, is probably Greenskin.

According to her many years of experience in the era of the Great Expedition, if it is really a storm caused by the psionic eruption of the green skin in a certain battle, then the green skin of the neighboring galaxy will soon feel it, and Will soon be thrown into the war. This is what some Xenos scholars describe as'Waaagh! 'energy.

"For another idea, the subspace storm is so turbulent, it is a barrier to us, and it is also a barrier to the greenskins. They are not so easy to rush to the battlefield from the outer galaxy."

"This is a gamble."

Randall's voice was low and flat.

"But if this is your decision, then I accept, the fleet should have been under your command, and the decision I made should have been made by you."

unconsciously In the middle, Soshian's palm is clenched, but the fingers of the riddled with scars are hidden in the hand armor, not so conspicuous.

It wasn't until after meeting the white church that he suddenly felt how heavy the responsibility of a Legion was.

So he has never mentioned the merging of the command team. On the one hand, it was out of the need for confidentiality. On the other hand, he himself failed to make the psychological preparation to truly lead a Legion.

Soshian blinked and lowered his head. When he lifts the head again, Landauer saw the flame in his eyes and immediately realized what it was--

Determination.

"I am responsible for my decision, so let's do it, let's jump directly from the outer node of Armageddon planet!"