God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"The recommended place is from General Drew Barry, your father is his subordinate, and the letter of recommendation has been recorded."

"Grand mentor... …Can I eventually become a political commissar? No matter how hard it is, I hope to fulfill Father’s last wish."

The grand mentor’s expression freezes, and he turned his head and looked towards Yarek.

Suddenly, his stern expression disappeared, and a trace of affection flashed in his only eye.

"Of course, as long as you firmly believe in the God Emperor, Yarek."

Said, the grand tutor’s wheelchair walked to the side of the house, and then boarded the gear Structurally, it slowly climbed onto a mountain of bookshelves.

He moved a small handle, and then his wheelchair began to slowly rise along the Third Layer bookshelf, and started looking for a book.

"God Emperor's power is...fast back."

"It is human, and human power is God Emperor, the sermon of Sebastian Sol, 23 Volume, Chapter 62."

The grand tutor continued to raise the wheelchair and picked another book.

"What is the meaning of war?"

"It is victory, the memoirs of Lord General Gresh, Chapter 9."

"Then I will ask us How should I repay the God Emperor?"

"When I face the Golden Throne, I will repay it with my duty."

"Very good."

The Grand Instructor will once again land the wheelchair on the carpet, turn around and look towards Yarek.

"It seems that you have done enough homework."

He stared at the boy, and Yarek tried not to avoid the skeleton organization on the half of his face.

"So, do you have any questions now?"

"Great mentor, what is needed to become a great political commissar?"

"child , Why do you want to know?"

"I...I don't know either."

"Well, if you ask, how to become a qualified political commissar, I will tell you, determination, faith and courage, but if you say great... then you must know how to sacrifice."

"Sacrifice?"

"Yes It’s not just a self-sacrifice, but a sacrifice that treats everyone equally. When you are faced with a choice, you need to understand how to truly serve Divine Sovereign. This may be too complicated for you, but you will understand in the future."

"Sacrifice..."

On the spire of the nest city, looking at the devastated land and city, Arek took a long breath, the sound in the air Then the white mist slowly rose to the sky.

"Master, I finally understand what you mean."

"Self-sacrifice is easy. It is necessary to choose the sacrifice of others. It is extremely difficult."

Suddenly, a strong male voice sounded behind Arrick, but he didn't look back, just standing behind the guardrail, letting the gale blow his torn political commissar coat.

With the sound of heavy footsteps, Soshian in the ceremony armor walked to his side.

Space Marines are about to leave. It is the job of mortals to deal with this devastated planet. They still have endless wars waiting in the sky.

But before leaving, Soshian has to chat with Yarek anyway.

He always felt that he owed him something.

The two were silent for a long time, and finally Soshian's gaze shifted to the broken arm of Yarik. Now there is a pair of rough power claws. This is the war that Yarik beheaded. The relic of the boss.

There is no doubt that with Arrick’s body with such a huge power claw, it seems very uncoordinated, and in order to be able to use this huge thing, he must always carry a small The energy backpack, otherwise the weight of the power claw could tear his shoulders.

But even so, the political commissar does not look easy.

"That thing...has no real fighting intent meaning."

As a friend, Soshian still persuaded him.

"I didn't expect it to fight."

Arik answered calmly, but didn't turn his head.

"Its existence is a reminder to remind me to always remember all this."

"It is good to have a sense of responsibility, but if you carry too many things on your back, your future path will be I will be unable to move a single step."

"My lord, there is only one way forward for me to kill the beast called the Bonecrusher, for Hades, for everyone."

When he heard him say this, Soshian sighed slightly and did not continue the topic.

"I, Chief Randall Chapter and Chief Dante, jointly recommend you as Lord Commander Armageddon. I believe the appointment will come down soon."

This news, let Yarik was stunned for a moment.

"The Governor of Planet..."

"He is still a child, and the threat of green skin has not been completely relieved. Therefore, in his adulthood, all military operations are under your command. "

Arik was silent for a while, nodded.

"I will launch an expedition to the Bonebreaker."

"That is your destiny, Political Commissar Yarek, our mission here is over. "

Soshian turned around and looked at him solemnly.

"In the future, I hope that when I meet again, I can see that you have completed your mission."

Arik also turned around and saluted Soshian.

"Yes, my lord."

Suddenly, he hesitated for a moment when he thought of something, and then said softly:

"Soshian Chapter Long , There is one more thing..."

"What's the matter?"

"There is one called--"

Soshian thinks that the other party wants What to say, so he answered first:

"Do you mean that illegal psionicist? He has been taken into a servant by Horst's Magistrate."

But Yarik But shook the head.

"I know this. It is a good thing for my friend, but I am not talking about him."

"That is..."

"A child named Milovan."

Speaking of generality, Yarek stopped suddenly, and he recalled the last words of that old friend’s death, which was originally not in him. Within his plan, he planned to send the child to the home of a familiar Interior Ministry official in some time to be adopted—some strange thought made him arrange a path away from the war for the boy.

However, Milovan's personality far exceeded his expectations. He was taciturn and sneaked to Astarte's conscription by himself.

"A recruit?"

Soshian guessed it immediately.

But Yarik figured it out in more than ten seconds. He knew what Astarte was and how difficult and dangerous it is to be an Astarte.

But this is Milovan's decision, his own decision.

"Maybe this is destiny...sir, you don’t need to care what I say, what is normal is what it is, if he is destined to become a great warrior and be loyal to the God Emperor , Then no one can change."

Soshian looked at him, was silent for a few seconds, then turned around and walked towards the side of the tower. On the tarmac not far away, a Thunder Eagle was already Warm up the engine.

As the roar of the engine gradually sounded, Soshian's last words floated into Arrick's ears.

"Farewell, Arek political commissar."

Arek lifts the head, watching the Thunder Eagle slowly rise in the air, and then accelerates towards the sky, muttering Whispered:

"Goodbye, Soshian Chapter is long."