God Emperor’s Angel of Death

Standard Terra calendar, 944.M41,

Big vortex area, Santiago Planet

Elysium Hotel, the best one-eyed city One of the hotels in, located next to the city center building complex.

This planet has been out of the jurisdiction of Imperium for hundreds of years. On the surface, it is hosted by a local guild. It is actually a pirate lair. Every day, a pirate ship full of stolen goods enters the orbit of the planet, and every day there will be Countless stomach rumbling with hunger sharks leave the nest.

As one of the world secretly controlled by the Red Pirate Huron, the law of tyrants is enforced here——

Anyone can come, even Imperium people, but any No one is allowed to make trouble. After paying the parking tax, you can do whatever you want.

This is also the most cunning part of Huron. Even if he betrayed Imperium, he will still not stand in the line completely. He will always have room for it, and will always leave a gray area of ​​black and white. , This is what distinguishes him from all Chaos Space Marine-he will not be taken away by the so-called hatred and belief.

There is a huge black market, a huge killer guild, and an auction where you can buy many precious items. Here you can find many psionic treasures that Imperium cannot legally hold, and you can also hire them. Powerful psionicists and even Xenos mercenaries, as long as you can afford the price, even the renegade Space Marine can be hired.

This is an adventurer’s paradise, and it is also a hell for many people, because the weak are here, and they won’t really get any protection——

The bar wall in the hotel is decorated with sparkles. Luminous mirrors, the room is full of smoke.

The old pirate Sayaf Moore is here to tell others the story of how a merchant ship was destroyed.

The story he tells is immersive and fascinates the audience. This old bastard smokes a cigar, spit out a cigarette ring, and makes a few gestures from time to time, making some sounds to enhance the audibility of the story sex.

People sitting around the table laughed from time to time, and cursed from time to time.

But Sam Bellamy just watched and was silent.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is always silent, but his silence can make others surrender.

No one knows, he in the past also has a name-Sorge.

When his master Iskandar Kayan was captured by Astral Knight, Soshian gave him freedom as promised, but that was freedom at a price-his power would not be wasted, he still had For Astral Knight, for Imperium.

It just said that he is free in the process of this service.

Sorge had already been prepared for this kind of mentality. He knew that a person like himself would not have real freedom, only relative.

In fact, from the moment he knew his master was not dead, he knew that he could not get out.

So he followed Soshian’s suggestion and came to the large vortex region. He started from scratch. In less than five years, he became a small reputation peddler and part-time pirate in this neighborhood, and owned a famous ship. A modified pirate ship for "Obsidian".

Because of his cunning and silence, outsiders gave him the nickname "The Fox of Silence". He has nothing to say about it, but in such a place, having a nickname also means that others treat you The recognition means that you have truly entered the circle of "that".

On the stage, a cute mixed-race cat girl who was almost naked was dancing with the band's drums, but Sorge didn't even look at it.

His eyes scanned all around and looked at everyone present. Most of them were pirates, and a few were mercenary leaders and smugglers.

At the far end of the room, under a gilded oil painting depicting the marching Imperium Titans, he saw a group of guys wearing purple and chrome decorations with pink faces.

They claim to be "Crazy Messengers", a cult group that worships Evil God Slaanesh, and their master is the Chaos Fighting Gang "Ecstatic Crazy". They have only recently come to this world.

Among these people, there is a very tall, thin person with a scar on his face that was corroded by acid.

Sorge is quite familiar with him, Diango Dolby, the pirate captain who had conflicts with Sorge, didn't expect the other party to join the Slaanesh cult.

Their eyes stared at each other for several seconds, and the extended intersection was as warm as two automatic rangefinders aiming at each other.

Sorge cursed himself silently, if he had known this guy here, he wouldn't be here.

But there is no way, his target is this group of people.

He had to figure out why Huron would allow the Slaanesh cult members to enter his territory, and whether there was any secret agreement between the two.

"This lord?"

Hearing the voice, Sorge lifts the head and saw a concierge in uniform standing next to his chair, head tilted, looking It seems flattering and disgusting.

"My lord, there is a boy looking for you."

"Boy?"

Sorge thought for a moment, and suddenly realized who it was.

"Where is he?"

"The boy is at the front desk. He has something to tell you personally. He wants me to give this to you."

The porter continued, and his velvet gloved fingers weighed a silver earring slightly suspiciously, and then handed it to Sorge.

Sorge nodded, stood up and followed the porter.

The mixed-race cat girl on the stage finally took off the last piece of fabric on her body, and was about to spin the shiny piece of fabric in her hand and throw it into the crowd.

Diongo watched Sorge walk out of the room. He bends his fingers gracefully, motioning his comrades to lean over.

"Sam is the bastard I said before. He is a dangerous man of unknown origin. We should get rid of him."

Sorge followed the arrogant porter out of the room. Walked to the marble-clad entrance hall.

He hates this place more and more. San Tiaro is a comfortable and luxurious place far away from the flames of war. After paying taxes to Huron, the people here completely neglect to live outside of their planet. The cruel dark reality beyond.

Sooner or later, God Emperor’s anger will come. This is not because of a sense of justice, but simply disgust.

Afterwards, Sorge returned to reality from his meditation and saw a twelve-year-old boy huddling under a pot of ouroboros tree.

The boy wore a loose newsboy suit and looked unhappy.

"Ike? I thought you went out to play, what are you doing in this place?"

With a look of surprise, Sorge stepped forward and grabbed the boy. After leaving the hall, they went directly to a nearby alley.

Then the boy took out a small data pad from his thigh pocket and handed it to Sorge.

"This came over from the communication network after you left. Melk Uncle thinks it's best to hand it over to you directly. Since I was hired by you, then I brought this to you. My task is now."

Sorge was amused by the boy's impatient tone. He took the data pad and opened it.

"What is this?"

"My lord, as far as I know, this is a private communication that came from an encrypted communication channel in more than forty minutes."

The boy paused, thinking about time.

"To be precise, it should have happened 47 minutes ago."

Sorge looked at the encrypted code on the data board, and then pressed his finger. Decode button, use fingerprint to decode.

This is indeed news that can only be read by him.

"Patricia is here. Go to 514 Ghost Shadow Avenue. Use our past secret codes. There will be a very important news."

Sorge suddenly lifts the head, and then quickly closed the data board as if afraid of the secret being discovered.

Patricia, an old friend of his, an intelligence dealer, and a low-level psionicist, they have never seen it since the adventure in the asteroid belt...