The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Where are you holy? What is that instrument?"

In fact, Loken had a lot of doubts about the mysterious man Ratashin from the beginning of the fight, but the other party almost never took the initiative to speak, and there were very few other actions. In addition, Rozim always slapped haha, so Loken The doubts have also been pressed in my heart.

But today, this scene made him unable to bear it.

This person is by no means an ordinary person, and may even not be a human being!

But Ratashin was the same as before, ignoring him, and Rozim, who was beside him, spoke up.

"Don't ask, I have to figure out what to do with this thing."

Saying that, he stepped forward and kicked the opponent lightly.

"Hey, do you understand human speech?"

The Hrud man on the ground opened his eyes, first glanced at Ratashin in fear, and then uttered a bizarre, but barely understandable Gothic language.

"Listen...understand."

"It's enough to be able to speak human words. Why did you slip into our ship, who assigned you, and what purpose did you have!"

"Disaster.... Vortex.... Escape..."

"Hey, you mean you were killed?"

"Yes."

Saying that, the Hrud stood up, and only then did Rozim realize that the other party was not small, almost as tall as himself.

"What's your name."

"Chuan....Quero."

"Hey, Chuankuiro, you saw that I saved you. According to the common moral code of this galaxy, I am your savior, and you have to repay me."

The Hrud looked at Rozim at a loss. He had hardly dealt with humans, not to mention the "superior" who asked for something in return. He didn't know how to answer for a while.

After holding it for a while, it stammered and said:

"The boat....property....ruined....no..."

"Tsk."

Rozim frowned and turned to look at Loken.

"What kind of thing is this, does it have any specialties or specialties?"

"Yes, the Hrud people have a weapon called the Hrud flintlock gun, which is a plasma-based weapon based on warp technology. It is occasionally sold in the black market of the empire, and it is also very popular... ..this weapon uses a currently incomprehensible principle to phase the plasma round between the physical universe and the warp so that any attack originating from the Hrud flintlock will bypass the target's defenses , although they are unpredictable, it is favored by assassins or inquisitors, but if it is damaged, it cannot be repaired by human hands."

Loken turned to look at the Hrud.

"Can you make guns?"

The other party hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, then I'll allow you to stay on the boat and build some big gun rights to pay for your travel expenses. When you leave this place, you can go wherever you want, and I won't force you to stay."

The Hrud, named Chuanquero, looked at Rozim and seemed to be thinking, then crossed his arms and nodded.

"Agree.... cooperate."

At this moment, Ratashin made an unexpected move. He suddenly pulled out the long knife on the ground, and then opened his legs and ran towards the hatch that was opened at a very fast speed.

When he came to this door, he paused for a moment, then plunged in.

Loken also seemed to have found something, and looked at the door suspiciously.

"Strange... when did it open?"

About ten minutes after Rozim and the others returned to the bridge, the naked Ratashin returned, but it was very rare that Rozim saw an "expression" on the other's face. It can still be judged that it seems that this mysterious old brother is a little puzzled.

After Ratashin entered the bridge, he came directly to Loken's side, and then pointed to the screen beside him.

"Look at the cargo hold monitoring and adjust to the time when the rescue capsule was just salvaged."

At this time, Rozim also came over.

"Hey, what's going on? By the way, can you put on your clothes first, or put on a pair of underwear, and toss it around... If you show it to others, you think we're doing a silver party."

But Ratashin ignored him and just looked at the picture on the screen.

Loken was also watching, frame by frame, but he never found anything.

"stop!"

Ratasin suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed the pause button.

The crowd watched and finally saw a pale white phantom next to the rescue capsule, as if it was a normal current disorder. , everyone finally realized something.

Ratasin stared for a while, then turned to Chuanquillo and spoke a very special language.

After Chuan Kuiro was stunned for a moment, he also answered him in this language.

The two murmured for a while, but Rozim was still at a loss.

"What? Ratasin, are you talking to him? Is there something wrong with that?"

Ratasin turned to look at Rozim and said calmly:

"I asked him how his boat was destroyed and he said it looked like it was hit hard by something."

"and then?"

"Then... something should have entered the ship under the cover of the entropy field and left on our way to the cargo hold."

"what!?"

Everyone was shocked, and Loken immediately activated all the surveillance equipment in the ship, but Ratasin continued:

"Don't waste your energy, I can't find it, and you can't find it, but it shouldn't be malicious, maybe it just wants to take our boat into Comoros... just pretend it's nothing."

After listening to Rozim, he nodded. Since Ratasin is so serious, there is no reason to distrust each other. After all, based on the last adventure, the two brothers should be very reliable.

"Okay, Loken, don't be surprised and continue sailing."

Not long after the incident, their ship also arrived at a node entering Comoros. Because the network here is very narrow, the node is also very small. It is controlled by the Silver Fang conspiracy and charges some tolls.

At the same time, they also obeyed the overlord Victor's orders, censoring people entering and leaving, preventing "chaos spies" from infiltrating Comoros.

Fortunately, Rozim was well prepared, and he had created a perfect identity for himself.

"...Blue-Bronze Galaxy Pirate Leader, offering a reward of 300 million, 'Three Legged' Jeremy Leprosy Ajinaga?"

A low-ranking Dark Eldar officer ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ glanced at the Imperial Wanted Order in his hand, and then glanced at Rozim, who was full of flesh.

There is no difference between the person on the wanted order and the person in front of him. It can only be said that they have nothing to do with each other. At the very least, the guy on the wanted order is clearly a mohawk and a face full of scumbags. No matter how you look at it, he is not alone.

"No, ape, don't you have any pockmarks on your face?"

Rozim rolled up his sleeves and patted his old face.

"Whoever stipulated that leprosy must have pockmarks on the face!"

"Uh... it seems to be the same, but you basically look different."

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