God Emperor’s Angel of Death

A man walked up the aisle. He was tall and casual.

"Haomo?"

"I have been looking for you for a long time, I guess you will be here."

"What's wrong?"

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"Did you forget? Rozim uncle invited us to visit him."

At this time, Bachram remembered that he still had a party——

The bottom deck of the Unbound Soul is still an ordinary day, and the tall dome is still shining with monotonous yellow-green rays of light, which looks like an untuned viewing screen.

The lead-grey dust is constantly floating down, constantly accumulating on the exterior decoration of the house, on the wrought iron drainage pipes, on the brass eaves, on the stairs like skeletons and on the willow windows.

But the streets are very warm. Below the living area on the bottom deck, ancient pipes pump the warm air into the hot pit under the road, so the heat circulates at a height of about ten meters.

In the private box of the Panjie shop, Loken opened his mechanical teacher robe, took a sip of beer, and then leaned on a wrought iron chair.

The owner of this shop likes iron things very much.

It can be said that any of their things are made of iron, and even in terms of taste, this beer is also made of iron.

Loken feels that he relaxes for the first time in the past few months. Armageddon’s purgatory, which is full of mud, rats and barrages, has long been left behind, although he was dreaming at night. I was often awakened by artillery bombardment in my dreams, but a glass of beer, a seat, a warm and friendly street-Loken felt like he was reborn.

Suddenly, someone who was significantly bigger than him blocked the light.

"Loken Priest, are you here too?"

Loken tilted his head, squinting at the calm-faced soldier, the strongest Astarte recruit.

"Why would I not be here? I also have shares in Rozim's shop. He made so much this time. Does it make sense regardless of me."

"I heard Rozim uncle went to the ground."

Bachram said wearily, and sat down on a chair.

"Hey, you just know, that guy didn't know what means he used to find a lot of fortune. Now he is a rich man."

"It sounds like a story Ah."

Haomo also sat down and picked up a glass of beer.

As the clock adjusts to daytime, the lights on every street automatically turn on.

"By the way, Loken Priest, I heard that you have grown to the ground with Chapter?"

"Well, yes, right under the Hades nest. "

"What happened to you?"

"What else, smelly green skin, nervous Spirit Race, but there is a Spirit Race girl Tender, it seems to be quite familiar with Chapter..."

"Huh? There is such a thing."

Haomo got together with great interest Head.

"What is the specific situation, talk about it, Loken priority."

Loken glanced at the other party.

"This may involve confidentiality."

"Then you just say something unconfidential."

"But, um..."

"What?"

Loken thought for a while and shook his head.

"Everything that can be said is meaningless, and the rest, when you climb to the command level in the future, you will naturally know."

"Hurt, you don't mean to say nothing Is it?"

"Homo, don't embarrass Loken Priest, we have violated the ban today."

Bachram had a drink and threw a coin It was beside the empty cup on the glass table, but the coin did not fall down, but stood on the table.

Just like his current mood.

"Chapter only gave us four days to rest, after which we will return to combat readiness, but the rest is also regular. We have to maintain certain behaviors, do not disturb other crew members, and restrict use Those mortal entertainment facilities, and expressly prohibited from leaving the upper deck, we shouldn’t have come to this place."

Haomo nodded:

"Yes, but Rozim is uncle like this. I have been taking care of us for many years, haven't they?"

Bahram was about to say something, but sighed.

"Yes, so we are here anyway."

"But I think he should invite others."

"You mean... ..."

Suddenly, the door opened again, and brothers Oscar and Zod walked in.

"Let's talk about it."

Sure enough, several new recruits came one after another, all of whom have a good relationship with Rozim.

"Carnival, boys! For Chapter and victory, and the temporarily paralyzed Grandpa God Emperor!"

When the door opened for the last time, Rozim in a funny dress Appeared, and behind him was a person who was wrapped in airtight overalls, who was also pushing a cart full of drinks and food.

A burst of cheers and applause broke out in the room. It stands to reason that the victory celebration party will not start until the return to the home planet, but it may take several months, so Rozim held it in advance for these recruits. A small banquet.

"Young men! You did a good job in this battle. You must have killed a lot of green-skinned heads!"

Rozim turned around and threw the bottle into the crowd inside.

Bachram took the bottle, took a swig, and found that it was actually a very high-end alcohol, not at all the inferior beer sold by Rozim in the store.

He glanced at the packaging of the wine bottle. Although he didn't recognize the brand above, he knew it at 315.M37 at this time.

This turned out to be a collection of nearly four hundred years of hard work!

"Rozem uncle, how did you...get this?"

Rozem grinned and blinked his right eye at him.

"Secret."

"Rozem, I heard that you made numb this time."

Loken ordered a high-end cigar. I took a sip of enjoyment. This thing is produced in the Hazy Star area, and the price can be worth three or four high level machine servants.

"It’s okay."

Rozem shook his collar, and intentionally or unconsciously revealed a rare metal necklace with a thick thumb and a bright stone the size of an egg. , This kind of mineral is extremely rare, and is a necessary material for making high-level laser weapons, almost completely monopolized by the mechanical education.

"Last time you said you wanted to sponsor me a plan--"

"Furthermore, let me talk about it."

Suddenly, Loken noticed Rozim behind That guy, that guy is also a big guy, just worse than Space Marine.

"When did you fix Ouglin? You wrapped it up."

"He, one of my new attendants, will stay here for the time being, I plan to When the time comes, get a boat alone and let him drive."

"Hey, he is still a driver? What is his name?"

"It's called Zhezhebu Long."

"Why doesn't he speak..."

"Dumb, don't ask that many."

At this time, the doorbell of the box rang suddenly, and everyone stopped moving.

"en? Didn't I tell them not to disturb?"

At first, Rozim thought it was a waiter, so he walked towards the gate, Loken also stood up and followed He walked over.

"Who is knocking on the door?"

Haomo put down his wine glass and looked at the door curiously.

Bahram suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"Oh, is it Robin?"

Haomo suddenly clapped his hands, and then said with a big smile:

"Rozem uncle I even invited Robin as a guest to help out!"

Robin is recognized as a cold-faced person. It is difficult to see him in almost all non-training or combat activities. Most of the time, he is a very isolated person. .

If Rozim invited him, it would be big news.

But Bachram shook the head.

"It doesn't have to be Robin."

Rozem has touched the door handle, and Loken read a word behind him.

"Push."

At the moment when he opened the door, Rozim saw only Soshian's iron-green face and Talos's smirk——

=======ToBeContinued