God Emperor’s Angel of Death

After successfully entering into an agreement with Mag, Sarperdon immediately returned to their new flagship, a modified combat barge [Hate], which was originally a wandering ship The hulk in the subspace.

He was also on board with Tubek, and the other nineteen wizards arranged by Magnus took a cruiser [Shadless Moon] of Qianzi. Obviously this time The Crimson King also got off the hook, not only out of people, but also out of the ship.

But now, Sarperdon needs to solve another problem.

In fact, he also talked a lot about Magnus. He didn't know the exact location of the snow lotus blade.

But he was convinced that one guy knew--

He walked quickly through the dark watery air of the secret technique prison, muttering scattered verses and dismemberments. Paragraph, repeating the chapter in the book of secret words.

Unlike other areas of the flagship, there is no exquisite decoration in the secret technique prison, and there is no terror Totem that symbolizes the second Legion. No one can think that there is such a hidden under the lobby of the splendorous and majestic A labyrinth of stone and bricks-dilapidation is its main theme, and coldness is synonymous with it.

Along the way, there are only shadows wherever I go, and the rusty candle holders flicker with Yingying Ghost Fire from time to time, throwing cold rays of light onto the simple iron wall covered with rune.

Salperdon’s four appendages stepped on the ground. For some reason, a little water suddenly appeared on the floor that should be very dry, and the sound of splashing droplets started a rustle.

The pipes poked in the cracks of the twisted walls are sprayed with steam, forming dim clouds on the heights. In any Astarte battleship, you can see the power of harmony and beauty. But in a place far away from goodness, ugliness is the qualifier for it.

An important thing is imprisoned in the secret technique, and the existence of this thing is only known to a very small number of senior leaders of the war gang.

Two figures are chasing after Salperdon. They are Salperdon’s deputy Emil and Tubek. They passed the most astute turret crew without injury. The defense line pulled up, as easy as blowing off dust, opened the ancient door full of etheric power-the two robes dragged a rapid rubbing sound behind their fast-moving feet.

Everyone was silent along the way, concentrated attention completely focusing their minds.

secret technique There are invisible crises hidden everywhere in the prison, and even the most experienced psionicists must carefully establish a psychic defense line, lest sinister consciousness takes the opportunity to get into their minds.

Everyone walked into a room that was narrower than the other cabins-it was filled with a huge presence.

The three people who joined stood still and saluted, the wall lamps all around swayed to regain their vitality, and the dim rays of light showed the real body of that clumsy form-an ancient fearless with scars piled up.

The fearless reactor roared, and the energy arc flashed and twisted on its broken ceramic steel armor, and soon a deep and harsh phonological resonance came from its chest:

"Agent Legion, Sarpedon."

The weather-beaten talker has fallen into disrepair, and its distorted voice is distorted and unknown.

"Dan Yasos Venerable."

Salperton bowed lightly to show respect, as did the two behind him, after all, they all knew, although Sarper Dong is the leader of Legion, but the real leader is the ancient warrior.

"You..."

Later, the lights in the fearless coffin flickered.

"See Magnus?"

"Yes, although it is very different from what you remember."

"Subspace The mighty power is enough to change all reality."

Salperdon was slightly nodded, and then his gaze crossed fearless, looked towards behind it,

"I must talk to it again."

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Dan Yasos paused for a long time, and the sound of the working piston somewhere in the coffin broke the silence that enveloped everyone from time to time.

"Although it is not my turn to express my doubts to you, the current leader of Legion."

Fearless finally spoke.

"But this is not the first time. You have already cooperated with this thing once, and every contact with it will invisibly increase its risk of escape. Now it is very important for Legion. Assets."

Salperdon did not answer, and Tubek behind him was curious, who in Legion has the final say?

"Venerable, you must rely on it to find the snow lotus blade. We only know that the sacred relic is in the Supreme Sun Star domain, but the range is too big, and we don’t have much time to search carefully."

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For a moment of silence, fearless opened the door and made way for everyone to lead to the arch.

Just as the three were about to enter the gate, the ancient fearless broke the silence for the last time.

"It's planning something."

Salperdon hesitated, he naturally understood the danger of the thing, otherwise the ancient warrior would not be here to garrison.

"This place is no longer safe?"

"It is safe in the physical realm."

"What about the God World realm? Do we need to add another shield ceremony?"

"Although I have not found evidence that it has broken through the six-fold proverbs, but the servants are constantly having problems, especially those The cursed human figures embedded in the four walls of the vault--they have been down a lot."

Salperton suppressed the anger that was burning in his chest, and barely held his chest. Emotional balance.

"You never mentioned this before. Why didn't you report it to me?"

"I understand those things."

In the tone of the ancient warrior There is an inexplicable meaning.

"There is no danger here. I have checked the state of the bound of Proverbs over and over again and again-it is completely unimpeded. No matter what it is planning, it will fall short. The reason why I say this now is only because I think you also understand this truth."

"It is...the creation of the Crystal Labyrinth, how can it be'not dangerous'? How do you know that the humanoid is cursed down?"

"It’s very simple. They are dead. The soulless humanoids are half-life servants who rely on intestinal nutrition to survive, so they don’t have to move around for supplies, but when they stop breathing, I still I can feel the slight agitation that occurs in the soul realm. Normally speaking, a soulless humanoid can last for several years, but in the past few months, I have had people replace several in succession."

Salperdon frowned and looked up along the wall on the verge of collapse in the arch room. Astarte’s enhanced vision allowed him to easily see what was hanging in the air. Machine Servant: The skinny body and pale skin, and the bald scalp from which the brain lobes were removed, poke a bunch of oily black pipelines.

Although the ribs were cut off and turned into tools made of flesh and blood, he was still breathing slowly.

Their unconscious brains are loaded with simple and easy-to-understand tasks—throwing all around the inescapable net that is too large to contain, and the extremely high inhibition strength makes it difficult for Sarpedon to even carry it. Effective psionics.

This is not a simple psionic suppression system. This system comes from the era of the Great Expedition and is specially used to imprison those powerful psionic Xenos,