God Emperor’s Angel of Death

In the depths of the Unbound Soul, a tall figure in a cloak walks through the bustling road, silent on the way.

The wide avenue is shrouded in the shadow of huge cables, on both sides stand in great numbers with various flags and slogans, and multi-colored billboards hang down on the side of the street with their respective Provenance.

In Imperium, a starship is a city, and as it should be by rights, it has the most basic facilities that the city has. Even slave laborers have the lowest consumption needs.

As always, this area between the bottom deck and the middle deck is warm and pleasant. The gentle artificial wind sweeps the street, and people in all kinds of clothes hurried past.

This place is only so lively when it is anchored, because everyone is tied to their posts while sailing.

People in cloaks are already quite familiar with the layout of this place. After all, its planning is so intuitive that anyone can walk through the streets and alleys in a while.

At this moment, he is walking eastward to a very unique small restaurant. He discovered it during a morning spread. This delicious dessert shop and restaurant is hidden deep in the Between the many avenues radiating from the rail hub station.

Although he is not hungry, he still likes to reward himself with some food when he needs comfort.

This is the case today.

Actually, the food in the Star Battlefield restaurant is not inferior to this, but he is not here all for eating today. In fact, his main purpose is to feel the smoke that he is getting away from.

And today is also the day when the flea market is open. The square is filled with shops, vendors and various hawkers. Currency is generally not used on the Starship. The most common equivalent is food, but people also accept it. Barter.

This reminded him of his hometown, the hustle and bustle of people, the crowded bazaar.

Thinking of this, a heart-wrenching nostalgia suddenly surged in his chest.

That many years, he never went back.

He was unusually tall and walked through the crowd, declining all kinds of food and drinks, but stopped to buy two Skyhawk pendant pendants-they were peddled by two thin children Handicrafts, and their mother peddled the waste residue of the used coolant.

Then he walked south along the avenue, and then turned east into a narrow alley with a pergola and clothes hanging on top of his head.

The restaurant was at the end of the street. He saw a waiter waiting at the door, so he smiled and waved to him.

"Mr. Bahram, you are welcome to visit again."

He took off his cloak and showed a gentle face. No one would have thought that an Astarte would Silently appeared on the lower deck.

In fact, his first visit here was purely an accident. At that time, he was just curious to learn about the life of the people on the lower deck, but he strayed into this alley.

When he first entered the restaurant, he had prepared a pair of copper intestines and iron stomach to face a large plate of artificial starch or other equally disgusting things, but in the end he found out A delightful restaurant that won't lose a portion even if placed in a high level hotel, and was immediately fascinated by the mouth-watering aroma of sauteed Grox meat.

"Still the same."

Bachram then found a comfortable seat to sit down, but didn't expect to meet an acquaintance.

"Oh, this is not it."

When the mechanical priest Loken walked slowly over, Bachram was still enjoying his first meal.

Loken holds a plate of ant beef and fresh vegetables in one hand, and a large bowl of snow-top sorbet in the other hand. A mechanical arm is holding a cup swaying and steaming. Special coffee.

"Hello, Loken Priest."

Loken immediately sat down across from Bachram.

"How do you know the shop that Rozim opened here?"

"Actually I don't know, I just ran into it by accident."

"I heard that Chapter fought a victory on the ground, saved the steel skull Legion, and destroyed a lot of green leather equipment."

It seems that I haven't spoken to Space Marine for a long time, Loken Enthusiasm was high, and the idle mechanical arm reached out to the hidden part of the robe to search for the data board.

He put it on the table and manipulated it with a robotic arm, while two real hands waved the knife and fork with obvious enthusiasm.

A star map appeared. The Armageddon galaxy was only on the edge of the display, while a small and dim star appeared in the center of the screen.

"I have a plan. Armageddon has a lot of Ancient Vestige. If we can explore some of them and recycle those valuable things, then we won't be in vain this time."

"Chapter Chief It shouldn't be agreed."

Bachram said in a very patient tone. Unexpectedly, Loken laughed.

"This is not necessarily the case."

Loken dragged the screen, allowing the target galaxy to occupy the entire screen.

"This is top-secret information. My mentor’s mentor once participated in a top-secret project. This plan is very ambitious. It involves the research of Xenos technology and the postgraduate entrance examination of dark age history. Armageddon is part of the plan. ."

"For me, I really don't understand what you want to express, priest."

Bachram said frankly.

"I'm just an ordinary soldier, not a technical sergeant."

"Of course, these records only leave a few fragments, but for those who have planned for a long time , There are still gratifying clues, and then all you have to do is to believe in the compassion of Omnisia."

Loken seemed to be talking to himself completely, not caring about Bahram at all.

"So you are sure that there is something worth exploring on the ground? Some hidden technology?"

"No, didn't you find it? Chapter Long meets the people of the white church After that, I became mysterious and secretive, and I went straight to Armageddon without any hesitation. They must have discovered something."

"Have you never talked to Chapter about this?"

"No."

Loken nodded, obviously happy that Bachram was so on the road.

"Maybe he wants us to surprise him, doesn't he?"

"I don't think so."

Bahram sighed and turned his attention to Dessert.

A waitress came over with a plate of food. She put a bowl of fruit in front of Bachram and served him a dessert with cream and candied fruit.

"By the way, where's your boss?"

Suddenly, Bachram found that there was less noisy silhouette than before, so he stopped the waitress who was about to leave.

"Boss..... It seems to be a delivery."

"Huh?"

Loken waved his hand and explained:

"That guy secretly opened a shop here, but the business is not good, and he frowns every day...Think about it, this place is too poor for people to lose their pants. What kind of business can there be?"

Bahram laughed.

"No way, Rozim Uncle is afraid of being discovered, so he can only drive in such a hidden place."

"So I told him, Armageddon reportedly There are a lot of wealthy people, or take the opportunity to get here and do some takeaway... but he did it. He got a bunch of flyers and borrowed my shuttle to go to the nest to sprinkle it."

"So the guests came?"

Bahram looked towards the waitress, the other party was nodded.

"Boss is very excited. He said it is a big business. I have to order one hundred copies of that package at a time."

"Oh, that's who, order So many."

"I don’t know, I heard from Boss, what is it called...Bonecrusher?"

For a moment, Loken and Bachram were both stiff Lived, the two of them opened their eyes wide, as if they saw a ghost——