The Emperor’s Angel of Death

The intruder approached the communication station. The entire room was hexagonal, thirty meters wide, with a tiled bottom. A huge open shaft rose up, with gargoyle-carved columns and iron relay stations. Between the columns The energy crackled.

There is a solitary communication column at the bottom of the shaft. This black metal spike is inlaid with intricate pipes, all of which are connected to a bundle of one-meter-diameter cables that wind around the base of the shaft like snakes.

Contemplative workstations, creaking, line the perimeter of the room, their vacuum tubes and nerve clusters flickering as raw data pours in from the Eternal Loyalty's augury array.

His estimate was close to the truth—seven mortals in the grey uniforms of the Legion turned around to see him walking in, and immediately lowered their heads and punched their chests.

"Sir, what are your orders?"

Two of them were wearing carapace armor with laser pistols on their belts.

"Of course."

He smiled slightly behind his helmet, raised the leather isolator, and released the switch.

The next moment, a dull growl pierced through the room, the walls of the shaft echoed dully, and the seven guards collapsed to the ground together, their eyes dull and their nostrils bleeding.

He closed the door behind him, locked it, and turned to the nearest contemplative workstation.

Although there are many modifications of this warship of unknown origin, it is still an Imperial warship after all, and its automatic system records battles just like any other warship.

Then he entered more access codes into the receiving keyboard, waited for a correct code to be entered, and then watched the screen in front of him fill with characters.

He read with great interest the parameters of the battleship.

Built in Zhao-Aqada, which world still has the ability to build such a huge warship?

Rift Cannon, what technology is that?

It seems that it still has a layer of old identification numbers, and it does not belong to the number used by the empire now. This ship seems to be converted from a ship from the era of the Great Crusade?

He was curious and had too many questions. Did Soshyan not realize that using deception as a tool of war would create problems?

The blade cuts both sides and is equally sharp.

He hops to the battleship's voyage records, which he's integrated with the data he's already collected.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps passing by in the corridor outside, so he accelerated.

He obtained the operational sketches of the Eternal Loyalty and scanned the other ships in orbit: the Unbound Soul, the Spark, the Soulbringer.

Their strengths and weaknesses, damage reports, and readiness were measured.

There is nothing he thinks in it, so it means that he has got the result he needs——

That ship has not been acquired by them.

He was filing the data, preparing to transmit it, when suddenly he heard movement outside.

Then the footsteps stopped again.

He stopped working, bent over the contemplative, silent, motionless, and pricked up his ears.

He heard someone try the combination lock, and the door mechanism slammed into the lock.

The intruder reached for a bolter and retreated cautiously behind a pillar in the center of the room.

Above him, the open shaft flashed arcs, as if enraged by his interruption.

The next moment, a dull explosion sounded, followed by crashing ripples on the metal grid floor.

The door slammed open, and a huge figure came in.

A fighting robot.

It seems that he still triggered some kind of hidden alarm, or that this is a combat robot that is far more advanced than he imagined, but in any case, it only represents one thing-

been discovered!

The moment the robot broke in, three bombs flew across the gap, one aimed at the head and two at the chest.

Unbelievably, however, a shield suddenly extended from the combat robot's arm, blocking the bombs.

The intruder backed away and opened fire again, covering himself with the bulk of the communications tower.

The battle droid approached quickly, a plasma launcher on one arm and a spinning lightning claw on the other.

The bomb smashed into the surrounding walls, shattering the screen, and the vault echoed with a screeching explosion.

The place was cramped, with nowhere to run, and the battle droid stood between him and the only exit, forcing him to back away toward the wall opposite the exit.

The intruder drew his sword, activating the energy field when the blade was unsheathed, and the battle droid lunged at him, the blades intertwined, the disintegration field intermingled, and the weapon roared.

"Incorrect identification code, level 1 intrusion alarm, put down your weapons!"

The intruder pushed the battle robot away, blocked the opponent's claws from his chest, and threw it aside. The other hand had already made a move, and the muzzle of the bolt gun was against the robot's waist.

Shooting at zero distance, the bomb exploded instantly, blasting the combat robot back.

Seizing the opportunity, he opened fire again, firing two shots into the droid's head, making sure the enemy had no chance to catch his breath.

Then he ran to the trembling robot and stabbed the robot to the core with the power sword.

The tip of the sword pierced through the ceramic steel and penetrated deep into the metal. He twisted the hilt and put all his weight on it.

After the robot trembled for a while, it stopped moving.

The intruder gasped for a few breaths, adrenaline burning all over his body.

This battle robot is estimated to have sent a communication before the attack. Others should have heard the battle. Time is his enemy. He still has a long way to go from the command bridge. The mission is only half completed, and fate Has disrupted his plans.

destiny?

He smirked, mocking himself when he started believing in fate?

The intruder ran ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ away from the communication station and through the outside corridor, now cautiously giving way to speed.

He ran down the narrow passage, and the servants looked up at him, dumbfounded—

The intruder tried to find covert passages, such as the spur path between the engine bay and the access door, but his route always forced him back to the open, back to the lumen, back to where his trail would be found .

He knew very well that although most of the warriors of the Astral Knights were on the ground, it did not mean that their flagships were defenseless. There could be warriors of equal or stronger strength than him at any time. They had suffered for the sake of killing outsiders. Strictly sharpened.

There was not much time left, the mission was tough enough even before the disguise was torn, but now that he had no chance, all he could do was try, like anything else, to try to make up for the mission.

At least the astral knight's fleet records have been transmitted, and the data is sufficient for his superiors to analyze.

Suddenly, the walls on both sides suddenly disappeared, and he rushed into an open area.

It was an abyss, a chasm between different areas, with a metal cliff looming ahead, edged with flickering marker lights, and streaks from friction as it ascended.

The deck broke a few meters ahead of him, and a solitary bridge spanned the abyss, only wide enough for four mortals or two Space Marines to pass side by side.

This is a defensive barrier, built to deal with the situation where the warship is jumped by a large number of troops. The other side should be the command layer, the training cage, the navigation room and the star whisperer spire. The far end of the lonely bridge is a pair of heavy blast doors. .

The whole place was empty and surprisingly quiet, with faint roaring sounds coming from the depths below from time to time.

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