God Emperor’s Angel of Death

On the other side of the team, the young think tank who trots quickly next to Johcelius is named Lucius Antros. He was originally an Archangel-like face. Chapter paradigm-It's a pity that the hideous scar that occupies the half-side hole. This is the scar left by his first recruit trial, and it has not disappeared according to personal wishes.

He hopes to always remember the lesson of that failure.

The young think tank walked on the outside of the team, the golden long pony tail above his head swayed in the candlelight, and Antros, together with Johcelius, always stared at Mephisto who strode forward.

Walking at the end of the sculptural warrior’s queue, the angel of the holy blood fights the brother named Albinu. The warrior’s battle armour is decorated with golden badges and medals. , Several precious Chapter relics distinguish him from other fighting brothers, demonstrating his status as a high-ranking priest of the Holy Blood.

The holy grail hung from his waist is on the sacrificial pile, and the left armour is equipped with an arm-type first aid-this cluster of vicious-looking chainsaws and drills have helped Albinu save many deep In the crisis, Brother's life, the Gene-seed of countless soldiers who died in battle was recovered.

all around The blood slaves who stood by looked at Albinu with reverence in their eyes, even comparable to Dante.

According to rumors, sooner or later, Arbinu will be promoted to the highest priest of the Holy Blood, replacing the Legendary warrior Kobro, who has served for five hundred years, and becoming the holder of the Scarlet Grail.

The team stopped at the highest point of the mountain and paid tribute to the standing honor guard Captain officers.

Until the scratching of the armor awakened Mephisto from his contemplation, he realized that his soul had already wandered beyond the topmost clouds.

He followed Dante through the vault. There was an abandoned church on the mountain. Now thirty cold bodies are displayed in the resting place of the dome of the church: they are all stripped of armor and strong. The exaggerated muscles that are far beyond ordinary are wrapped in layers of red and gold two colors brocade.

Albinu took the lead and confirmed that everyone’s Gene-seed has been removed-it will be properly kept and continue to contribute to Chapter.

This is part of the etiquette. The extraction operation was completed shortly after the warriors were killed.

Then Albinu removed the silk and satin that wrapped the corpse, and the bitter chemical smell filled the narrow sect hall.

Symbolically inspected the cold body, and moaned a few eulogy, Albinu wrapped the brocade back, stepped back, and nodded to Dante.

As Dante stepped forward, the beautiful movement played by the four-cloth speakers broadcasted the wilderness.

The blood slaves knelt down and put their hands together, and began to pray devoutly.

Dante took the scroll held up by the blood slave, and the gesture of his fingers flicking across the pages of the book came to an abrupt end in the most appropriate chapter.

He cleared his throat, swallowed back when he was about to say something, and looked back at Mephisto.

"The Official Recorder."

The reverberation distorted Dante's tone.

"Would you like to personally send them the last ride?"

Mephisto stared at the wrapped corpses with no distraction, yet he could not come back to his thoughts. his senses.

Woke up by Dante's words, he suddenly raised his head.

"Chapter long?"

Dante handed out the scroll in his hand.

"This will be the last part of the farewell journey. It's time for you to show their past lives."

Mephisto looked carefully at Chapter Long Look, try to find the clues of disagreement-although he also understands that'duplicity' never belongs to Dante's way of being a person.

Aware of what happened to him, he still wants to read the eulogy by himself?

It's incredible.

Mephisto hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded, and took over the scroll handed out by Chapter.

"We feel the vain and sadness..."

The voice he reads is quiet and peaceful. With the words of the think tank, the blood slaves surrounded by him suddenly silence —— who I also didn't expect such a trend in the final link.

What ended the journey of sacrificing the warrior was not the great Chapter Chief, nor the noble priest of the Holy Blood—it was Mephisto.

Through the bright light in the hands of the blood slave, the clearly recognizable words got stuck in Mephisto's choked throat.

He is also wondering whether he can properly shoulder the burden of his choice?

Dante thought he was safe, but Mephisto knew that things were not that simple.

Only he understands what price he has paid in order to finally return to this world.

Is he strong enough?

Is he really able to be the shadow under Chapter morning sun?

Is he really able to be a shadow in their souls?

Can he hold onto himself?

On the other side, Dante is also studying his actions.

With a soft sigh, Mephisto gently closed the book and handed it back.

Dante's eyes turned to worry, but Mephisto put his palm on the shoulder of a warrior who died before he spoke, chanting softly:

" Unfortunately for the dead, we feel futile and sad. The blood shed sharpens the angel's blade, and the martyrs never sacrifice in vain."

In the next ten minutes, Mephisto sang with his memory. To mourn the soul of the deceased-he doesn't need that leather-bound hymn book.

There are few books in the think tank sanctuary that he has not read through, and his memory is always accurate.

Despite facing Dante's eyes, Mephisto can still feel the eyes of everyone around-they are watching his mind, waiting for him to shake.

But they are doomed to be disappointed, and Mephisto's voice will be firmer every time they read a eulogy.

In the process, Albinu occasionally gave Dante a worried glance, and the scene of the conversation between the two the day before came to his mind again.

"Chapter long, what do you think? Even if he looks peaceful on the surface now, it does not mean that he is still complete inside. We all know that people who have experienced black anger are impossible to be complete, so we decided Can't indulge him, right?"

Belonging to Dante's private room, Albinu faced Chapter Long and gently shook the head-his attitude was very negative.

Albinu’s attitude towards Mephisto is firmer, perhaps because he has seen too many brothers and is so angry that he cannot extricate himself from it. He insists that Mephisto be imprisoned and sent to Barr. The Tower of Death-there is another final home for the lost.

Dante raised his eyebrows facing the attitude of the priest of the Holy Blood.

"I will not'indulge' anyone in the Chapter, Albinu brother, but I also don't have the habit of trying and fighting brother without verification."

After that, This Imperium's most prestigious Chapter long casts his eyes on Albinu as sharp as a blade.

"Brother, we each have our own destiny and our own burdens."

In the end, Albinu succumbed to Dante's tough attitude.

But it does not mean that he agrees with Mephisto.

"....The Emperor Zhizhi of the candle torch, the hole extinction sprite..."

Mephisto's voice became louder and more confident, As if to prove something.

Under everyone’s gaze, the last eulogy he chanted was like a thunder, with a dragon's cry tiger's roar-like imposing manner surging along the send-off queue, shocking every one of them. Have doubts about him.

"...they, live up to the blood of San Giles!"