The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Who's coming?

Sisina herself could not answer this question.

She heard the conversation outside and was about to run away, but suddenly that kind of psychic force broke through her defenses like a tsunami on the beach, surging through her body, drowning every part of her mind, and drowning her, panting. I can't breathe.

"it-"

As soon as she opened her mouth, all the words were blocked in her throat.

It was a blood-red iron hook hooked under her ribs, dragging her soul up and up.

Or a red-hot iron was scalded on her body, but what was burnt out was not a certain word or symbol, but a vision, an image, or an event.

A psychic vortex enveloped her, boiling the air, directionless yet immensely powerful, exploding in the air like a shock wave at its apogee, invisible and intangible, yet terrifying nonetheless.

At its heart was a scream—a voice of hidden pain and fear that roared its terror into the depths of the Warp as it was devoured: hungry beasts scrambled for it, before the echo Divide it into pieces before it disappears.

"I am Mabas, Avenger of Caliban, I have returned from the veil of time to retrieve what is mine, brothers, come to me."

Then the sound disappeared, Sisina's soul seemed to fall from a high altitude, her vision recovered, and she saw a group of strange-shaped things surrounding her, the most conspicuous one was the man wearing sunglasses, who was holding a A delicate box, it is made of a reddish wood that exudes a faint fragrance.

Sisina blinked, then screamed:

"give me back!"

But she didn't have any strength on her body, and the other party ignored her, and opened the box directly, revealing a storage orb inside.

As soon as it left the box, the orb emitted a pale green light, gradually filling the room with criss-crossing night lights, and then some images appeared.

Wearing black armor and a cloak, you can see the clearly mutated Chaos Space Marines running in the flames, and keep turning their heads and shooting. Their shoulder armor is a sign of long swords and wings that can be vaguely seen—

In the flames, many people were struggling, arms raised beggingly, screaming, but they could not extinguish the flames on their bodies, men, women, children and old people, they struggled, writhed and screamed like crazy twisters moving candles—

Another group of warriors wearing black armor roared to them. They drove motorcycles with feathered flags on them. The leader was a warrior riding an anti-gravity motorcycle and wielding a long sword. He also had a long sword and wings on his shoulder armor. symbols of-

Two groups of warriors with similar logos and wearing similar armors chased and fought each other, and there were constant explosions in the middle, causing more areas to burn.

Suddenly, a huge thing appeared, it seemed to be shrouded in black mist, only the head of a lion full of **** was exposed, it seemed to be laughing wildly, and the soldiers on motorcycles kept shooting at it.

The camera pans, and a man who appears to be in his thirties appears and makes a silence gesture, with a shiny golden rosette on his chest—

Immediately afterwards, the shaking intensified, and screams began to appear in the middle, and some Hanhu's conversations could be heard.

"First Legion..."

"Samuel..."

"Must explain...traitor...."

"Let's go..."

In the end, the picture stays on the picture of a man slumped to the ground, and freezes on a blood-stained court rose knot.

After reading this, most people in the team looked at each other in blank dismay, but Rozim was covered in cold sweat now. As the "higher level" in the battle group, he knew no less than ordinary company commanders. He immediately realized I realized that I really got into trouble, and it was a big deal, something that even Soshyan might not be able to handle.

He already regretted letting this woman get into the thief's boat, but now he got into the thief's boat himself.

"Boss, what's all this... Those space marines seem to be marked as dark—"

"Shut up!"

Rozim immediately interrupted Yin Siwen, and said sternly:

"Don't think about it, don't ask, if something goes wrong, no one can save you. Forget what you saw today, all of you are. If you talk nonsense, I don't care if something goes wrong."

Seeing that the other party was so serious and serious, Yin Siwen immediately shrank his neck and nodded.

"Yes, yes, I understand, boss, I'm rotten in my stomach."

Then Rozim waved his hand.

"You all go out first, little brother, you stay."

Although he doesn't know the true origin of Tasinla, Rozim knows that their "family" has something, especially when the psyker seemed to be out of control just now, and Tasinla restrained him as soon as he came in .

After the others left, Rozim squatted in front of Sisina holding the box.

"Sister, why are you playing so big? How dare you touch the matter of the Dark Angel?"

"give me back!"

"Okay, okay."

After getting the box, Sisina held it tightly in her arms, and after she calmed down a little, she looked at Rozim.

"You know the Dark Angel, it seems that you are not an ordinary person, which judge sent you?"

"I?"

Rozim pointed to his nose, then laughed dryly.

"Do you believe me when I said that the emperor sent me here?"

Sisina looked at the other party, then at Taxinla, and nodded suddenly after a moment of silence.

"I believe."

"Ah? Did you believe me when I said I'm going to **** with Second Brother Mao?"

"All of this is probably the arrangement of the throne...Let me introduce formally. I am the entourage of Judge Yinar of the Heresy Tribunal, Yinta-level psyker, second-level fortune-teller, Sisina summer."

Rozim scratched his head.

"I probably guessed it."

"My master was killed by them because they discovered some dark secrets of the Dark Angels. The murderer was the Ravenwing Captain Samuel of the Dark Angels. I am the only one who can avenge him."

"Uh...how do you say, it's already like this, there's no need to pay yourself in, you should leave this matter to other people."

Sissina shook her head.

"No one really wants to avenge Judge Inar. They just want to use this incident to achieve their goals. Even the Expeditionary Army is protecting the Dark Angel."

"Then you alone..."

"Mr. Rozim, as long as you can take me away and go to Terra, I am willing to do anything!"

"Huh? Are you going to Terra?"

Sisina nodded very firmly~www.wuxiahere.com~As long as these are sent to the headquarters of the Tribunal, then someone will surely come forward to avenge Judge Yinal and bring the truth to light! "

"No, why are you so obsessed with revenge? He...he is just your employer."

"No......"

Sisina bowed her head, tears dripping from her chin.

"He's still my only relative, my...brother."

"Ah this—"

Rozim took a breath and whispered:

"This time the Dark Angels will definitely not give up... They must be wiped out. This is really bad, and the money is not worth a piece of shit."

At this time, he already planned to go to Suoshyang to "confess" if he couldn't do it. Anyway, his life would not be in danger.