God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"——The future will usher in a dark era. Mankind will fall into decline, starlight will gradually dissipate, and the last bit of hope will be ruthlessly taken away by reality. I dreamt that I was standing in one place. In the black desert, the ground is dotted with dots of diamonds. In this dream, a powerful hunger spreads over time and space. It is more terrifying than the hunger that plagues my children... It is from the night sky. The east appeared, shuttled through the sky that I was not familiar with, and swallowed Baal. Before Baal was swallowed, a bright light flashed and escaped the shadow...The hunger quickly dispersed after enjoying my hometown. Open, because it swallowed the blood of Baal, this invisible hunger turned into a giant dragon that swallowed the stars, until the last rays of light of those stars became one after another diamond in the desert, with the last star After being swallowed, the hellish eight-pointed star of the traitor burned from the sky on the west side, burning in the dark as ink in the sky, and then even it dimmed, leaving me alone in the darkness. "

The dark prophecy carried a strong sense of oppression, and even Soshian's breathing became heavy involuntarily.

"——The shadow twisted and dissipated all around, this illusion lost its metaphorical disguise, the sight I saw may be the real scene of the future, I saw my father, broken and riddled with scars, even though he is already in the form of a carrion, I know that it is him. I feel his will, but I don’t perceive the existence of mind. There is only a kind of cold power that may destroy my sleeping consciousness at any time. .... My living corpse-like father is trapped in a machine, which provides power to his soul by absorbing the essence of others. I don’t know if I should write this down, even if This is just a personal log. If he doesn’t know this fate, then he will never know this... Or does he already know this? And in the complete destruction of mankind and his immortality I have made a choice between the status of "If this is the case, I will respect my father even more."

"——The gunfire of the commander is striking the walls of the Imperial Palace, maybe at the moment, This sad reality is the best ending we can hope for. Maybe this is the future I must win with death... In the illusion, the hunger is directed at my father, the gods of darkness. The puppet fought against this hunger in order to fight for the pleasure of killing him. A golden warrior stood in front of the throne, surrounded by my father’s imperial army and other heroes. Although these heroes were all accomplished, they still couldn’t compete with them. Compared with the heroes of our time, they fought there and fell down there. At the end of this illusion, the devourers of flesh and souls approached our Lord and Creator...Despair became everything, There is nothing else except despair, but before I woke up, I felt some other things. I felt the fluctuation of the subspace and the existence of my father. His mind became completely new and everything would be well. As I was destined...I saw my brother, the brother I was lost, he protected our father, maybe it was him, maybe not him, I can’t even write in my personal diary His name, maybe this illusion is false, I pray that the future is changeable, as I have seen in the past, but the only constant is that moment, I have to face the time of liquidation that belongs to me, This is something I can't escape."

Hearing this, Soshian was already a little fidgeting, but he didn't show it, although his heart was already turbulent.

"——I don’t know who this golden warrior is. He looks a lot like my messenger. I also saw my face painted on his mask, but he is not me. I am not familiar with the armor on his body. I only know that he is one of my heirs. Although I don’t know whether his sacrifice will have any effect, I only know one thing, he is a noble warrior, Anyone in his time was more pure. He meant that my contribution to the God Emperor was not in vain, meaning that my inevitable death was not in vain...but my lost brother let me Suspicious, he is surrounded by conspiracies and shadows. Although I don’t remember the past with him, I am sure that he is the wisest and calmest person among my many brothers. His appearance must symbolize some kind of long-planned plan. Good thing, maybe it has something to do with the palmprinters, but I can’t be sure, they are very close, and the palmprinters have too many secrets, some of which involve some of the oldest dark existences in the galaxy, I can only hope His appearance is a symbol of salvation rather than a more terrifying conspiracy..."

This record is over, Dante leaned on the back of the chair, and the old wooden chair changed with his center of gravity. There was a slight noise.

He looked at Soshian, with a faint smile on his face, but the mask was still the look of San Giles' roar.

Soshian was lightly coughed by the other party, and said:

"But Venerable Ding, you...seems to be a little troubled?"

Dante smiled and shook the head, placing

his hand on the scroll, as if he was going to get comfort by making physical contact with the text of San Giles.

"Who can't worry, the galaxy is burning, I have commanded Chapter for more than a thousand years,

I have fought as a company commander for three hundred years, and before that Served as a sergeant and private soldier for two hundred years."

He looked at Soshian's slightly dodging eyes.

"From the aggressive green skin to endless bureaucracy,

I have fought every enemy of mankind."

" And you defeated them all. You are Imperium's greatest

hero. No one has achieved such an outstanding feat like you."

"I'm just a probability I don't have anything special about the product."

Dante sighed lightly, interlacing his hands and fingers, carrying him on his chest.

"People always say that Astarte is immortal, but few people can live to test this theory. When I see the wrinkles on my face, I start to understand how it is. What's going on.... I am not immortal, I am old, I am always curious about how long my lifespan is left, what keeps me alive until now is not my fighting skills or leadership, but luck. Soshian, do you know that San Giles has thousands of bloodlines, and there will always be someone who will live to this age. This person just happens to be me."

Speaking, this Legendary Chapter Chang took off his helmet.

Soshian was also shocked when he saw that wrinkled face and white hair. For the first time, he realized that time will really leave traces on Astarte. ——

He hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"Venerable, the so-called probability is too mysterious. In my opinion, you are the embodiment of will and strength. It changes with age."

"young man, forgive me for calling you that, but I am not a living Saint."

Dante waved his hand.

"Do you know why I want to tell you this? No one from other Chapters has been able to witness the original manuscript with their own eyes, and even in our Chapter, few people have a glimpse."

Soshian has an answer, but he dare not say it, although the other party will say it too.

His silence seemed to be an answer, Dante laughed, dipped his finger in the water glass on the table, and then wrote two numbers on the table.

"Lost cousin, who are you?"

Looking at the numbers 11 and 2 on the table, Soshian was speechless for a while--