supreme commander's bizarre adventure

"If you can't love the child himself, you should love him even if it's to miss his mother."

This sentence stabbed the softest and most painful side of Yugi's heart. Disgust appeared on his face, and he responded with a louder voice:

"Where is your daughter now? She is dead! Abandoned me to the Emperor, leaving only a fool and an old woman to accompany me, so that I can continue to suffer in this wasteland."

"You're sophistrying again," the old woman giggled a few times, like a vulture in the dark night, "You love this child, you love my daughter, and you love this wretched place."

"Ha," Yugi managed to force a mocking smile from the corner of his mouth, "I loved him before he went to the audition, but he came back and turned into a fool! Those angels—"

The water seller lowered his voice, but his chest was full of anger:

"Those angels stole my son!"

"You know, it's not their fault."

"That's why I'm so angry!"

Yugi stared at the old woman for a few seconds angrily, until he didn't want to face those eyes that were as bright as his dead wife's, and unspeakable sadness welled up in his heart, but Yugi couldn't say anything come out.

The atmosphere of silence in the room continued until the lander slowly stopped. The Yuji family of the water seller lived on an old and dilapidated lander like hundreds of other families. There were many such landers in the past. On the land of Bayer II, until they were scrapped due to the gradual aging of the machines, the people living on them also disembarked and found a suitable place to settle down.

Some people once said that these land-ships are the mercy of the emperor because of the hardships of the people of Bawei, and some people think that it is a gift from the winged angel to the archangel, but the real history is always quickly covered up by the wind and sand. Down.One can only get a little closer to the truth when one occasionally sees a diamond-shaped symbol from the inside of a scrapped land-ship, and these symbols have gradually been buried over time.

During the peak period, most of the people on Palladium lived on land ships, and at that time there were relatively sufficient water sources and food.But now, there are less than [-] land ships still sailing on Barr and her two satellites, and the people living on them are no richer than the settlers, but to a certain extent, these land ships Traveling ships will always get a lot of necessities by virtue of their own advantages of sailing in various places, which constitutes a peculiar business landscape on the wasteland, and those places where land traveling ships are scrapped or will not pass at all, there will be small groups of them. , Caravans passing by in wasteland vehicles...these caravans are becoming more and more numerous.

The land ship slowly stops beside the town of Angels. At this time, the people living on the land ship will go down and find a stall to sell their own goods. In the process, some people will leave the land ship forever. But there will also be people who come up with their families.

"Where did you go, you idiot?!"

Yugi called for his son, but he soon discovered that the silly boy ran to the edge deck of the land-ship, where the wind was very strong, and once he fell, it would not only be as simple as becoming a fool.

"What are you doing here?!"

"Sky."

"What?!" Yugi walked up against the wind, he grabbed his son's hand, trying to pull him back, "What nonsense are you talking about, Emperor, you let the angels take away this child's intelligence, Are you going to take his life away?!"

The boy broke free from his father's hand. He imitated the way of things flying through the sky, opened his arms, as if he was piloting flying wings during the selection, muttered the strange sound of the engine, and followed the way when he came. Lu ran down the deck, and at this moment, Yugi suddenly realized something, he looked up to the sky——

Dozens of ships?Hundreds of ships?Thousands of Thunderhawk fighter jets flew across the sky. They flew towards the predetermined place, but there were also many options to land nearby. The tail flames of the engines shone like stars, dragging their way through the atmosphere full of deadly radiation on Palladium. The cloud of smoke is like thousands of meteors that are about to fall into the earth.

Yugi had never seen so many Angel rides in his not-so-long life, and he had a strange feeling that something was changing, something was coming, but he, but the people of Baal Know nothing about this.

Although he was puzzled, life had to go on. Yuji walked down the deck against the wind, returned to his dilapidated but warm house, packed up the car, carefully put the pure water tank on the car, and left it for the old woman. After getting some food, he and his son pushed the cart to the town...

Today's Angels Down Town really has changed.

Yugi pushed his car aside, pulled his son, forced him to kneel down, and buried his head in the slightly hot sand.

One angel, two angels, countless angels who lined up neatly or simply walked alone appeared from the end of the town, and they walked towards the center of the town, towards the place called their genetic father once stood. place to go.

The water seller had never seen so many angels, and they frightened him.

"Hello, venerable son of Bayeux," came a voice with a thick accent, with gentleness and grace in his voice, which gave Yugi a little courage to look up at the speaker:

"Do you know how to go to 'Great Square'?"

This is an angel wearing a skull helmet. The armor on his body is full of mottled marks, as if he just came off a certain battlefield.

"My lord... please go straight, please go straight, you will see a sign."

"okay, thank you."

The angel nodded, but Yogi's silly son laughed. He looked up at the angel and said with a smile:

"A grand event! A grand event for angels!"

"Feast?"

"I'm sorry my lord, he is a fool who got hit on the head, he..."

"You're right," Angel nodded, with a bit of bitterness in his amiable voice, he said:

"Although I came here to die, you are right, this is a grand event, a grand event for angels."

Chapter 746 Chapter 550 Six A Day of the Disliked Seth

Gabriel Seth, the current Chapter Master of the Flesh Tearers, suddenly found himself an unwelcome presence—

I went to the Holy Blood Priest in the battle group to know how the brothers of the former Death Company were, but they were kicked out and told bluntly, "Chapter Commander, you have a bad temper. If you stay here and let the soldiers go into a rage again, you will be killed." It’s not good.” After speaking, Seth turned his head and left in anger.

I went to the chief think tank, but found that the latter was discussing the dialectical relationship between subspace and psionic energy with Rorschach, and I didn't understand anything after listening to it for more than half an hour.Seth, who didn't even have a sip of hot tea, could only leave in embarrassment. When he left, he found that the two people who were discussing vigorously didn't care whether he left or not.

After coming out dizzy, Seth wanted to see the armored vehicle assigned to his battle group, but was scolded by the priest of the Circle Order, Crimson-23, pointing at his nose, and was dubbed "not The name "two idiots who understand the greatness of the ohm messiah and the circle" has driven out the blessing and maintenance of the vehicle by the technical sergeants and mechanical priests...even the technical sergeants of their own battle group don't care When his own battle group leader was scolded, he just drools at those powerful and advanced vehicles!

Lawless these people, lawless!

"So, that's why you're here to harass me?"

Nasir Amit leaned back on the thick and gorgeous wooden chair, looked at the younger generation sitting in front of him with distasteful eyes, Phosphophyllite served two glasses of mead to them respectively.After placing the tray on the small cabinet in the corner of the room, Phosphophyllite lay in Amit's arms, holding a thin and light data terminal in his hand to browse the forums of Jurhas.

Seth looked at Phosphophyllite lying in Amit's arms, the corners of his eyes twitched wildly, he took a deep breath, and said:

"I checked the voyage log, and the direction of the entire fleet is not going to Barr."

"Not really."

Amit said boredly, holding a picture book in his hand, which was published by the Blood Angels recruits from other universes after the joint headquarters was established, and most of the picture books were their own works.

"In these thousands of years, our brothers who have lost and will be lost are too many. The mercy of the Archangel prevents us from watching them die of injustice and depravity in the future."

"So, where are we going now?"

"Corinal, the home planet of the vermilion angels," Amit flipped through a page of the picture album, "but don't worry, this will be the last time we deviate from the route to our destination."

"Where are the blood knights?"

Seth whispered, his face calm:

"If you know the Vermilion Angel, then you must know the Blood Knights... What about them?"

Amit picked up the mead with a blank expression and took a sip.

"Not everyone can be saved."

The Blood Knights are the sons of the Blood Angels, and they have been declared traitors. Although these sons of the Blood have destroyed countless enemies of the Empire... the killing without distinction has made the High Lord Council And the Inquisition could not ignore the atrocities they committed, and even representatives of the Legions Astartes Council remained silent.

"...I thought their current state would be the end of the Flesh Tearers," Seth let out a breath slowly, and he looked up at Amit, only to find that the latter was looking at him with scrutiny:

"Don't look at me with such eyes, old man, if you don't come back, the entire Flesh Tearers will be completely wiped out in one to two centuries, and it is more likely to be lost in a certain battle. I'm ready to crush the whole regiment in this battle to support Baal...or just turn into a bloodthirsty monster."

"But even so, we are still the descendants of Sanguinius. Even if we become monsters, we are still Sanguinius' monsters!"

Seth growled lowly, his fangs faintly protruding from his lips, like a ferocious ghost.His words brought a smile to Amit's mouth, but the Flesh Ripper did not praise these words, but turned his head and said something else:

"The Archangel didn't explain too much to them, but just told me that they have fallen too deep to be redeemed, and that the Blood Knights will meet their end as the sons of the Archangel, but the Vermilion Angel still has a little Chance."

Amit turned over a page of the album again, and looked at the sculpture on it with a disdainful expression. He pursed his lips and continued:

"If the vermilion angels don't seize this last chance, then they won't be saved by the archangels in the future."

"This……"

"Seth, who do you think our main opponent is?" Amit suddenly talked about other things. He ignored Seth's undisguised irritability and doubts, and continued: "It's those Tyranids. Swarm?"

"……Is not it?"

"Fool, that's Lord Rorschach's job," Amit looked at Seth with a disgusted look. He threw the album in his hand on the junior's bald head, and said angrily:

"What glory can there be in fighting a group of bloodless and tearless beasts? What can the Sons of Holy Blood get? You should read more of the previous battle briefings from the United Headquarters, or talk to Lord Rorschach more. , instead of harassing me here."

As soon as this remark came out, Seth recalled the scene when he was left out by his chief think tank and Rorschach. He sighed quietly in his heart, but responded calmly on his face:

"I don't have the time and the mood."

"That's why you can only lead the charge. Use your brains, junior."

"This is as if the first chapter leader of the Blood Angels chapter is not Lord Radoron, but you, the old man."

Amit: "..."

Your skin is itchy, right? !

Since there was still a phosphophyllite lying in his arms, Amit didn't get up directly to let Seth understand what the Rage of the Flesh Tearer was. Instead, he suppressed the rising anger and responded with a sneer:

"Go find the commander of the Jurhas and ask for the battle records during the Horus Rebellion, to see how Lord Rorschach fought, and what his existence means to us and the empire, and—— "

Amit waved his hand, indicating that Seth can go away.

"Remember to tell the soldiers that what we are about to face is the scourge of the angels, as well as those inanimate people who are ready to move because of the return of the archangels. Although Lord Rorschach's mechanical army is powerful, it cannot deal with the blasphemy in the warp. We can't do too much damage to things... The outcome of the battle is ultimately determined by our swords."

"...I will communicate."

Chapter 747 Chapter 550 The Seventh Interrupted Ceremony

The rite of repentance is about to begin.

So thought Curdus Mor, the current Chapter Master of the Vermilion Angels, who issued the order to summon the entire Chapter, but three companies still did not answer the call... Mor knew where they were going.

A resentment beyond comprehension made him sad that the Scarlet Angels had been disqualified from pilgrimage to Baal since matters within the Chapter were known to Dante, Chapter Master of the Blood Angels Chapter, centuries ago.

The ritual of repentance that caused the Scarlet Angels to be exiled was a secret and dark ritual passed down from generation to generation by the Scarlet Angels.The ritual is performed every 50 years, and when the ritual begins, the Vermilion Angels drain and bathe in the blood of a portion of Corinar's upper population.They would then sacrifice a Blood Priest, and each would give a bit of his own blood, from which a mixture would be made to nourish the Scarlet Angel in battle.

This ritual is a burden to every vermilion angel, but is it their fault?The Vermilion Angels just did what all the Blood Angels' sub-orders could have done!

Not maybe, but sure, the difference is just how much, how big.

"..."

Moore pursed his lips, his facial muscles tensed due to anger. He raised his head and looked at the angel statue in the hall. The statue looked back at the chapter leader of the scarlet angels with empty and cold eyes.Moore sometimes thinks, if he is an Ultramarine, if he is an Imperial Fist... If there is no holy blood of Sanguinius flowing in his body, what kind of life will he be at that time? scene.

In fact, Moore doesn't dislike the blood flowing in his body, and is even proud of it, but it doesn't make sense to say anything now.

"Chapter Master! Chapter Master Gabriel Seth of the Flesh Tearers Chapter is visiting...and he has a huge fleet!"

The report of the soldiers of the battle group sounded on the communication channel. The information contained in these few sentences made Moore subconsciously frowned. After a little pondering, he asked:

"Does he have anything else to do?"

"Only an interview request, my lord."

"Reject him."

"...My lord," the voice in the communication channel was a little flustered, "We are locked on by two giant ships with a long axis of about [-] kilometers, and those warships have already dispersed, and they have made a shooting posture!"

"...Let him get out!"

More than ten minutes later, Moore saw Gabriel Seth and Amit with the Phosphophyllite sitting on his shoulder in the battle group hall, but there was no one else.But the presence of these two in front of Moore was enough to make him angry, and the Chapter Master of the Vermilion Angels came down the steps and came to Seth, almost colliding with him.

"Welcome, brother, even though you surrounded my planet with your fleet... What is behind you, an unknown veteran and a strange existence? Forget it, tell me, what do you want from me? "

Moore looked at Seth's face, but felt that the latter's expression seemed to contain some teasing and... pity?Moore is distraught by the futility of the approaching confession ceremony.

"If you're coming to preach to me, forget it, Seth, I know what you and your warband are like."

"I did come here for this matter, Captain Mor." Seth turned his body sideways, revealing Amit behind him, "but not only that, I hope the vermilion angels can go to Baal, Dante needs your help .”

"He doesn't need us."

Moore replied stiffly, his eyes flicking from Amit, who noticed his gaze and smiled defiantly.

After gently putting down the phosphophyllite on his shoulder, Amit stepped forward and passed Seth, looked at Moore, and said solemnly and seriously:

"Lord Sanguinius is very angry with what you have done, but he is still willing to give you a chance."

"... Sanguinius... the Archangel?"

"Yes, I'm here this time..."

"I see," Moore nodded, and he turned to look at Seth with the same serious and serious expression, "You brought a clown to make me laugh, thank you, brother, you are so kind."

Seth: "..."

Amit: "..."

Next, Moore admired the almost simultaneous distorted expressions of the initial and current chapter masters of the Flesh Tearers Chapter—as if a mixture of rage and bloodthirsty had been thrown into a fiery blast furnace After melting, the faces of Amit and Seth were finally poured into monstrous hideous masks.

Amit grinned:

"Kill you!" x2

Seth said the same thing to Amit almost at the same time.

Just as the smell of gunpowder in the air became more and more intense, and even the other vermilion angel warriors standing on the side of the hall took out their weapons and pointed at Amit and Seth from a distance, a soft light illuminated the slightly Dark hall.