The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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"Where have you been?"

"I went and got this, boss."

Karen shook the wine bottle in his hand, and Rozim's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Okay! Where did you get it?"

"In the kitchen, a psychic shrimp was killed by the way."

"Good good."

Rozim directly pulled out the wine cork, filled his small iron cup, and raised his head to take a sip.

Hank Evans was stunned for a moment, then stammered:

"Old....Boss! You are not afraid of poison!?"

"Hey, if there is any poison, I can smell it with my nose. It's fine, just drink it with confidence."

After Rozim finished speaking, he smacked his lips and glanced at the pitch-black wine bottle again.

"These heretics will enjoy it. The wine tastes good, so it's probably not cheap."

He also ordered to give the bottle to Hank Evans.

"Drink less, don't clean up all at once."

Hank Evans dubiously poured some and tasted it, and found that Rozim was indeed right. This is mellow and sweet, and the entrance is silky.

Usually this kind of wine is supplied to the upper class of the hive and the big men of the empire, and it is difficult for ordinary people to touch it in their lifetime.

When he was about to have another drink, Karen snatched the bottle away.

"I haven't had a drink yet."

With that said, Karen took off his closed helmet, revealing the big square green face.

Although he was already mentally prepared, he probably guessed that the other party was not a person, but when he saw that Karen was actually a green skin, Hank Evans was still startled and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Fuck, you're actually—"

"Oops, what a fuss."

Rozim interrupted Hank Evans and handed him a steaming plate.

"You can't meet a few aliens in the galaxy, do you think you live in heaven?"

After Karen poured himself a glass of wine, he handed the bottle to Sinrata, who had been silent.

The other party turned to look at him for a while, then stretched out his hand to take the wine glass, poured himself a glass, and then tasted it in small sips.

The long-lost meal time relaxed everyone's tense nerves, and Hank Evans tried his best not to pay attention to the green skin and the surrounding environment, but his worries shifted to another aspect.

"Boss, what's next?"

Hank Evans asked Rozim in a low voice while eating.

"Are you still going down?"

Rozim snorted twice, raised his head, and replied calmly:

"Sinrata said that there is a powerful thing here, what if we don't know it, what if that thing is very valuable?"

"Uh...if I heard correctly, Cinrata said it was dangerous."

"Wealth is hidden in danger. Haven't you heard the ancient Tera proverb? Wealth is sought in danger!"

"Can--"

Hank Evans turned his head and glanced at Sinrata, and found that the other party also turned his head, and immediately turned back.

"But what about other places? We insisted on it just now. These are the people of the Black Legion."

"What happened to the Black Legion?"

Rozim put down the spoon, picked up the glass and drank it, and said boldly:

"Even if this place is connected to Abaddon's bedroom, I have to go up and slap that old man and **** his asshole!"

"Boss, are you drunk?"

"I'm not drunk!"

"Not drunk... Now you want to **** Abaddon's ass, I don't even dare to think about what you're going to do later..."

Rozim responded with a loud burp.

At this time, Sinlata, who had not spoken for a while, suddenly said:

"We're not far from that thing."

"Okay, you lead the way, I can rest assured."

Because of Sinlata's words, the speed of everyone eating has increased a lot, and they quickly filled their stomachs, cleaned up the scene, and set off again.

The beginning stage seems to be going smoothly this time. Sinlata leads the team and walks at the front of the team. The position is very eye-catching, and he strides to the underground labyrinth that can echo, as if he is just going for a walk, and he does not realize that every step he steps out. Every step takes them deeper into the enemy's territory.

It is surprisingly easy for the four of them to enter the underground tunnel like a rabbit's nest. Just open a door in the corridor near the kitchen of the main hall, and you can find the entrance to other areas.

After jumping from there to the ground, Karen stretched the knee that had just been hit.

The environment here made him feel back in Armageddon, awakening ancient instincts in him.

Rozim looked around and noticed that there were some burnt metal remnants on the wall, which should have been the ladder that led to the exit above his head.

As they walked, they suddenly fell into darkness, as if they had fallen into a trap, and in the absence of light, Rozim's other senses began to sharpen as usual.

The faint air that brushed his face gave him a sense of direction, and the echo of his footsteps pointed out where the wall was.

"Close your eyes for a while to help you get used to it."

"Or we could just turn on the searchlights."

Hank Evans finished speaking, and immediately put it into practice.

The sudden light made Rozim's eyes squint~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and also illuminated the narrow passage like a disco, with the cables strewn across the walls and ceiling clearly reflected.

Hank Evans hung the searchlight on his chest, freeing his hands to shoot at any time.

"Good idea, how about we sing a few more 'Winter Flowers' so the enemy can hear us from afar."

"But boss, we can't get anywhere in the dark."

After walking a few hundred meters, Rozim took a look at the bird divination instrument. They were already about 300 meters above sea level. Considering that they were in a mountain range before, they had entered the heart of the mountain in a sense.

The passage ahead was blocked by a newly built stone wall with a narrow iron gate only one person wide.

There's also a genetic lock on the door, apparently made by a tech priest who likes grooming more than neat work. After Karen fumbled for a moment, the device squeaked for a while, and then the latch unlocked. , the door opens outwards.

"Better hurry up, the door will be re-locked in 30 seconds."

Sinrata was the first to disappear into the darkness, and three others filed in at his reminder.

Inside the channel, mounted on the walls and ceiling are a slew of capacitors, whose circuits are designed to spread their lethal charges as widely as possible.

They're not much use in the open, but in such an environment, they'll be enough to tear anyone who's careless enough to get close enough to a haze of blood.

But they have failed under Kron's technology.

The four walked quickly out of the reach of these deadly devices, traversing many pipes and sewers along the way.

Despite Rozim's concerns, the lights didn't attract any malicious attention, but it didn't lessen his vigilance.

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