The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Latest website: Santo Joel's mood became more gloomy and gloomy as he stepped on the corridor.

He took the initiative to ask Ying to lead the way for Soshyan. If it was in the past, anyone who knew this secret would be killed by him, but now he is just a prisoner, a supplicant, with no choice.

Santo Joel gritted his teeth in frustration and activated the magnetic ladder.

The platform accelerated and carried the two men down, the boots securing them to the ground.

Soshyan stood behind Santo Joel, his eyes occasionally passing the darkness around him.

With the roar of the magnetic ladder, Santo Joel quietly listened to his heartbeat, which was gradually accelerating with the passage of time. roar.

The ladder trembled and stopped.

The two walked out and stepped into a dull corridor.

But Soshyan paused for a moment. His enhanced vision was trying his best to adapt to the darkness, but they were unsuccessful. The corridor was enveloped in technology capable of shielding the most discerning bird divination. The darkness was utterly thick and impenetrable. .

According to Santo Joel, the deck they walked on doesn't exist in official records or cross-sectional drawings, it's a hole in the ship, a place where it can't be traced.

Everything that happens here cannot have any effect on reality, because it never happened.

All the behaviors of the blood knights here will be erased and completely swallowed by this darkness.

Soshyan stepped forward. Unlike the other corridors, the floor was warped and sunken, rusted from abandonment everywhere, and the ventilation grilles had been welded shut. The air was filled with the stench of blood and feces, and he couldn't help recalling the stench of blood-soaked trenches, like the stench of steaming hot entrails.

The walls on either side are dotted with hatches, each leading to a small cell, most of which are open, and no one is being held inside, the broken handcuffs the only clue they ever existed.

Finally, Santo Joel stopped in front of a door, then took out a seal of the Blood Angel logo, and used it to press the groove on the door lock.

With a slow and deliberate grinding, the doors come apart.

Suddenly, as the door opened, a roar suddenly pierced the darkness and silence.

It was a cry of pain and anger inside, but there was something else - a hoarse growl that sounded almost wild, something Soshyan had never heard in a man's throat. .

"Who is here?"

he asked softly, while Santo Joel stared into the darkness, seemingly deaf to the roar.

"Brother Toby Frost, Commando Captain of the Third Company."

Just as Soshyan tried to focus the light beam to see the darkness inside, a roar was accompanied by the screeching sound of the chains.

In the next second, a black beast charged at him, but as he approached Soshyan's arm's distance, the chains wrapped around him caused him to fall to the ground.

At the same time, the roars of the other cells grew louder, as if other beasts were also aware of the nearby intruders.

Soshyan frowned and turned the light to the ground, seeing the beast inside clearly for the first time.

This was a Space Marine—though not the same as he had known before, the demented beast before him was a dark imitation of an Imperial demigod, with swollen veins that seemed to run through the skin of his forehead and neck, his mouth open wide The center is full of terrifying sharp teeth, the iris of the eyes is only blood red, and it is still writhing on the floor, making a continuous roar, the black armor on the body is printed with blood red salt stains, and the shoulder and breastplate are hung. With tattered, blood-stained scrolls.

Santo Joel looked at the writhing warrior on the ground and said in a sad voice:

"...he killed two greenskin bosses alone in the battle of 41 on the Colin system, hundreds of Genestealers and a hivemaster in the battle of 41 on the Hulk, and in the 41 on the Hulk A champion who single-handedly killed the World Eaters in the Goliath Sector battle, was the first to charge the Chaos Rebels in the battle of 41."

Seeing such a heroic warrior turn into this, Soshyan also felt very sad, so he turned his head and smelled softly:

"Excuse me to ask, what exactly is Black Fury?"

Santo Joel was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head.

"Soshyan Chapter Commander, you really asked me... I can't tell the specific details, the only thing I know is that this is the curse left to the Legion after the death of the primarch, and the warriors who are caught in the black rage will Going back to the memories of the primarch battle, I can't help myself. This is the only relevant record in the chapter's records. Maybe the dead priest can know more, but... the last death priest of the chapter has been in five hundred He died a few years ago and has no successor since, because these things were passed down by word of mouth among priests, so the relevant knowledge was also lost."

"This........"

It was at this moment that the soldier on the ground suddenly moved, and he saw him jumping up like a hunting beast, and after the iron chain on his body was tightened once, some rusted parts could no longer bear it.

With a bang, he broke free!

Toby Frost's eyes blurred.

Nothing but blur.

Tyra, this is...

Do not……

Yes……

Tyra.

blurry.

Enemies, brothers, blood, fury.

Betrayal, there is no greater betrayal, the most trustworthy brother destroys the greatest ideal, only to return with the deepest anger.

The world flickered and vibrated, crimson flashes and obsidian-like fissures filling the line of sight, colliding in endless bursts.

The sight in front of him gradually faded, and the city wall of the palace turned into an ethereal shadow, and the mist disappeared between black and red.

Only the enemy remains.

Let everything sink into the crimson night.

Anger gushed from pain after pain, and any revenge seemed too trivial to resort to endless punishment, and the violence unleashed in the killing was far from enough.

There is no peak in anger, there will always be more, there will always be another level of anger, the tower of rage rising to infinite heights.

Angry and hungry.

He saw the only thing that mattered: carnage.

Once again he was in Terra, calling out to those who had been dead for ten thousand years and answering their words.

He was by their side and not by their side, disappeared into the boundless history, and retribution was everything.

Fury is coming.

He shouted and heard his own voice, but it had no words, instead it was an angry chant.

It resounds through every reality, every delusion, and different words are cast in the same roar.

The enemy suddenly vanished again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Have they been wiped out?

But the anger still ignited.

The next moment, there was a vague roar amid the clamor of blood hitting the brain, the pace was choppy, and the giant shadow was approaching.

When he turned his anger to the source of the voice, he saw that the traitors had assembled an armored force.

Protect the city walls! End the siege!

He smashed into the traitor array, and although the number of enemies increased, it only increased the endless killing.

Bring justice down and spill blood.

There is blood everywhere.

Tear traitors to shreds.

At this moment, a voice was calling to him, small and distant, longing for his attention.