The Emperor’s Angel of Death

The thing that appeared in front of Veronica seemed to be four or five meters high, wearing rotten and heavy armor, behind it were the translucent worm wings that were pulled up, arms and legs drooping weakly, motionless, almost Like scarecrows strung together by sticks in the fields.

Veronica carefully observed the other party, but she couldn't see the face clearly, because the other party's hood was very low, but she noticed the huge, faintly glowing hand held by the "Scarecrow". sickle.

With fear and curiosity, Veronica approached cautiously, and she noticed that the armor on the giant was familiar, very similar to the armor of human Astartes.

"Isa..."

Suddenly, a whisper sounded, Veronica stopped and looked around vigilantly.

Those monsters were gone, the world was completely silent, only the sound of her own heartbeat.

Just when she was hesitating whether to approach, the motionless figure suddenly raised her head, and Veronica immediately saw the scarred face wearing a breathing mask, and eyes like a dark abyss, like a predator. stared at her like a man.

"Isa......"

Whispering the name, the giant's worm wings shuddered violently, raising the huge sickle in his hand, and in an instant, countless dark flies poured out of the wheat fields like smoke, covering the world as if it were doomsday.

Veronica screamed, and she woke up.

"Dream..."

With her face pale and sweating profusely, she looked around the bedroom for a week, and for some reason she felt the stench still linger in her nose.

Veronica felt the air was so dull, so she got out of bed, put on her shoes and pushed them away, through the twisted and grotesque garden.

Ahead, a spire stood high, and the surrounding Cabal warriors only glanced at her before continuing their guard duties.

Veronica walked into the tower, carried her skirt up the spiral staircase, and finally reached the top of the tower.

Although she couldn't see the whole picture of Comoros, she could see the most representative side of Comoros through the glassless windows.

The first thing that catches the eye is the "Dark Sun", these dying, malevolently bright stars subdued in the heyday of the Eldar Empire, hanging on the spiky towers of Comoros, for the dark city Provides an almost endless supply of energy.

Under the dark sun is the central spire of Comoros and the area where Veronica is located. This is the residence of most of the consuls and elite warriors. The bright stone, alloy, resin, flesh and glass make up the difficult The trustworthy high-rise structure is simply magnificent from the outside. At the same time, you can also see the statue of the highest consul with a kilometer high standing on a spiral-shaped tower, which is the palace and lair of Victor, the overlord of Youdu. .

But Veronica just thought the statue was extra funny.

"The scenery is not bad, compared to the boring Spirit Bone Ark."

Suddenly, a contemptuous voice sounded, Veronica turned her head, and saw Ephraine in simple black gladiatorial armor sitting on a windowsill on the side with one leg on it, trimming her nails with a sharp dagger. , her long black hair was being gently tossed by the breeze.

"Do you think the scenery here is more beautiful than your hometown?"

"At least it doesn't bore me that much."

"Bored of what? Serious dogma? Nagging elders?"

"everything."

"Then what do you get here?"

Evelyn raised her palm, looked at her sharp fingernails, and smiled.

"The feeling of being alive."

Saying that, she returned the dagger to its sheath.

'Don't you think the ark is a living tomb? The living and the dead are with the dead, and everyone tells you that one day you have to be dead like that too...I can't accept it anyway' To live is to die' fallacy."

"Is there really no one or something in your hometown that you care about?"

Evelyn frowned slightly, then spat out the window very unlady.

"You don't need to care about my affairs, and I just ran away from home, but you are hanging out with an ape, which is also very important in Comoros."

Veronica suddenly laughed, maybe it was someone bickering to ease her tension for days, or maybe it was the other party's naive but straightforward personality.

"I think he's fine, why have you never seen him come to such a conclusion?"

But Veronica's reaction left Evelyn confused.

"what?"

"Soshyan."

"I'm not interested in learning about a monkey, I just need to know **** them."

"So how did you choose your mates in Beetan?"

"How to choose?"

Evelyn said disdainfully:

"We never choose, where children are genetically mapped at birth, and when they become adults, they are paired with mates with matching genes, which maximizes offspring for the benefit of the population as a whole."

Veronica finds this premeditated choice annoying, but she tries not to let her feelings show.

"But what if two people are attracted to each other?"

"what?"

"Love."

"Is it more important than survival? I don't think so."

"Then never loved each other in your hometown?"

"Some do."

Evelyn tilted her head, but Veronica had noticed that there was an indescribable shadow called emotion on the usually calm face of the other party.

"So what if a person falls in love with someone who doesn't match the genetic profile?"

"Then they'll have children judged to be genetically inferior! And they'll be punished, harshly! You've asked enough questions about this, I'm not your mentor, am I?"

Veronica didn't flinch because of Evelyn's sudden fierce tone. Instead, she realized something and said softly:

"Sorry, I didn't mean it."

The other party did not answer, but just leaned back against the edge of the window and turned his head out of the window, as if observing the minaret of Comoros in the distance.

Just as Veronica was about to say something, she was suddenly surrounded by an inexplicable chill, and felt a strong hurricane tearing at the curtain, and heard distant screams and impossible whispers—these voices It sounded as clear as what she heard in bed in the middle of the night.

She turned to look at the black sun in the Comoros, and for some reason felt a ripple blurring the black sun in the mist.

The next moment, her robe tumbled up and down in the blow of the powerful etheric wind, and the skin was washed with invisible energy that penetrated through her skin and entered her bone marrow even deeper.

"coming soon......"

Veronica whispered unconsciously, UU reading www.uukanshu. com Evelyn turned her head.

"what?"

"Something is coming here, very close..."

Evelyn thought this guy was going crazy again.

But in the next second, countless ghosts poured into the room, these fleeting unnatural forms she could not describe the shape, but only felt that the tower was full of some kind of rancidity.

Subconsciously, she suddenly pulled out the dagger, but those forms vanished in the blink of an eye.

"these are......"

She came to Veronica, but found that the other party was staring straight at the black sun of Comoros, only repeating a sentence in her mouth.

"They're coming-"

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