The Emperor’s Angel of Death

After a terrifying journey through hell, only Anaris survived, his crew all dead. Shortly after, filled with sorrow for his lost home and a vision of a hopeless future, Anaris died alone on an empty planet. Unexpectedly, years later, his soul stone was obtained by humans and sold as some kind of ancient artifact. To prevent his corrupted home from ravaging the galaxy and to save the souls trapped within, he constantly蛊惑 the humans who obtained him to do certain things according to his plan.

However, these things all ended in failure, until not long ago when he was found by the Golden Feather Guard of the Royal Court and brought back to be implanted into the Nether Construct.

". Your Highness, before the demon invasion, I and other prophets stored the key network route map in the Titan Temple and activated a special shield to protect the temple. It is also the most solid area of the entire Ark, and it is extremely difficult to open by external force. Only a special spell can open it."

Soshjan then raised a crucial question.

"Since it is so solid, why didn't you hide inside?"

"Because the defense system of the Titan Temple is very special. Once activated, it will kill any target active inside, including warp creatures. Moreover, it is isolated from the spirit bone core and will not be affected by the soul circuit."

Then, he knelt down again.

"Your Highness, my desperate life was only to prevent my homeland from becoming a nest of evil and to free the souls of my people. I prophesied countless times, divined countless times, but all that responded to me was darkness and despair. In the last moments of my dying life, I performed one last divination. The words of Heg responded with the answer that only with the help of humans can the homeworld be saved from the atrocities of evil. At that time, I was extremely desperate, but when I was brought to the Royal Court and saw Your Highness, I finally realized that fate had not abandoned me, only the time had not yet come."

Soshjan did not express too much about this, but just nodded slightly.

"I know, you can go down first."

After Anaris left, Doral took the lead and said:

"Your Highness, the Ancient Path is of great significance to the Royal Court. Mastering it will force the various Ark worlds to accept the Royal Court as the center of power. At the same time, it will be much easier for the Royal Court to rescue the various Arks, and even establish new Arks, forming a mobile network of power, or a mobile territory."

Soshjan rubbed his forehead upon hearing this.

"I have too many things to deal with now..."

"Your subject knows that Your Highness is still worried about the Orpheus direction, but I still hope that Your Highness can remain calm and believe in the ability of the Night Spears. Moreover, Your Highness also said that there are not many forces that can be mobilized on the human side now, so we should be more cautious."

After thinking for a moment, Soshjan nodded.

"What you said makes sense, we really can't rush now... But the Lunazard side must be resolved quickly. I will personally handle this matter this time, and I don't need to bring too many people."

After making the decision, Soshjan first returned to Naisen IV to make deployments. The troops must continue to mobilize, but considering that they may face the Necrons this time, they need overwhelming firepower. Apart from the fleet, the best is definitely the Titan Legion, but relying solely on Ulan Huda's Phantom Legion may not be enough. The other Forge Worlds also have their own difficulties. Zhao-Akad is supporting the Archdiocese, and the other two are even more out of the question. So Soshjan turned his attention to Greia.

Greia's Journeyer Legion is also one of the best in the current Titan Legions of the Empire, and half of them are Warbringer-class.

To increase the chances of winning in subsequent battles, Soshjan sent a message to Greia in his personal name, explaining the situation in Orpheus and hoping to get support from a detachment of the Journeyer Legion.

Organizing the forces from all sides still takes some time, and Soshjan also rarely found a window of opportunity. In fact, he had thought about whether to go to the Flayed Temple and use the form of the Star God to see the situation in Orpheus, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt it was better not to startle the snake, because the opponent was completely hidden in the dark, and what their purpose and means were were unknown.

The Star God is very powerful, and even fighting the Liesha Dynasty before was smooth sailing, but Soshjan was also very soberly aware of one thing—

The fact that the Liesha Dynasty was vulnerable does not mean that other dynasties are also. If the Necrons had no way to deal with the Star Gods, they would have been destroyed long ago, but the fact is that the Necrons shattered a large number of Star Gods in their most powerful state.

He is by no means invincible. Even if he transforms into the form of the Void Dragon, the Necrons probably have something to deal with him. Although the Flayer Curse is a good method, Soshjan always has some resistance to this kind of power in his heart. He is not sure what the reason is, but his intuition has rarely been wrong for so many years.

Unless...

It is the form of Asuryan, both a warp god and a god of the material world, perhaps the Necrons would have no way to deal with it.

But Soshjan is still far from reaching this point.

So he still has to be cautious, it's always right to be careful.

So in this short window of opportunity, Soshjan set off to the distant Misty Starfield to quickly deal with a "small incident."

In the distant Limit Starfield, there is a dead and gorgeous planet. Its surface can hardly see any natural scenery, only magnificent statues and towering pyramids, as well as various obelisks spread all over the planet's surface. However, its empty and wide streets are lifeless, only occasionally swarms of metal beetles crawl past, and the sky is also a dead silence. Not to mention birds, there is not even a flying insect, only occasionally high-speed objects that are difficult to capture with the naked eye streak across.

This is Mandragora, the heart of the Sautekh Dynasty, the great Golden City.

In a small pyramid in the central mausoleum of the Golden City, Lana stood on the balcony, just like she used to when she still had flesh and blood, often looking into the distance from her boudoir. This is the only way she can express her freedom.

Originally, she didn't want to set foot in this place at all, but in order to create a little trouble for the damn tyrant, she did what that hateful human asked and brought that passage to the person she least wanted to see.

The other party did not react, but instead asked her how she had been these years.

Lana didn't give the other party any good attitude and planned to leave immediately, but she didn't manage to leave Mandragora and was placed under house arrest. That bastard who called himself the Storm Lord declared that for the sake of his personal and dynastic honor, he could not allow her to run around, even though that marriage in the forgotten era never came to pass. However, he so stubbornly announced that she belonged to him.

After being converted into a living being, she knew that this was by no means so-called "affection". The former gender was also meaningless. Everything was just the result of inflated possessiveness. Anyone who had ever been associated with her would be regarded as his own thing. This kind of paranoia exists in the circuit sparks of many Phaerons and Overlords.

Therefore, her most important thing now is to escape.