The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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"No!"

Seeing that everyone's morale was getting low, Mendoza interrupted Ella's fantasy with a sharp voice.

"We must keep moving forward, we have a responsibility to get these ammunition and supplies to the warfighters who need them, and we all set out knowing the risks."

"But he saved us all the way, why can't we even give him the most basic burial!"

"The best funeral for a warrior is victory!"

Mendoza said in a steely voice:

"Our road is only through these mountains. We will fight here and take revenge here until those red-robed slave masters are completely eliminated. Otherwise, our children and grandchildren will become playthings in their laboratories until they get tired of it. Thrown into the incinerator, this has been the tragic fate our ancestors have experienced for countless generations!”

Through inspiring words and steely will, Mendoza united everyone again, Ella stopped crying, and she became those strong girls again.

After a short rest, until the sun completely set, Mendoza was convinced that they could start again. The night would give them some cover, and the genetic gift given to them by the Star Emperor would allow them to see clearly in the dark.

"We continue walking. Although we have lost the map guidance, I have heard the distant singing of the pure-blood angels. We should be able to find our compatriots in this direction."

Carrying their baggage, the team of seven began to crawl cautiously among the rocks. Each of them put on a gray cloak, which allowed them to blend in with the tones of the Slag Mountains.

After marching arduously for more than ten minutes, the song in Mendoza's head got closer and closer. It was a low hum that could only be heard by the followers of the cult. It came from the purebloods. They were like a beacon that separated the scattered new blood. They were guided to various strongholds.

Then, just as Mendoza was grabbing a rock, he suddenly felt someone punch him from the side.

"Mechanical flying insect!"

It was Ella, and Mendoza could see naked fear in her eyes, despair.

He raised his head and saw three dark things appearing above him. Judging from their outlines, they should be Greedy Eagle mechs, which were the most feared enemies of the new bloods.

At that moment his heart seemed to be gripped.

Then, the light illuminated their position, followed by the urgent buzz of the mechas.

With a sharp sound, the mech's automatic cannon started firing, and dense bullets were flying towards them. In an instant, two teammates were hit, and their **** bodies rolled down the mountain.

Then three mechs flew towards them, the missiles beside them ready to go.

"Run! Run to the hole in front!"

Mendoza grabbed Ella's hand and ran forward. His goal was a hole in front of him. Although there should be no activities of any members of the cult there, at least he could hide.

Just when he and Ella were about to jump in, the roar of the missile explosion hit his head, and he heard Ella's scream, and then the ground began to tilt violently, and the perception gave way to an instant of weightlessness.

The next second there was darkness, a falling sense of emptiness, the roar of the mountains hammering in his ears—and then silence.

"Well"

He didn't know how long it took, but when he woke up, he found himself in a hole.

Mendoza groaned and carefully turned over. There was a deep **** on his forehead and a crust of dried blood on his face.

Despite this, he suffered only a few cuts and bruises and no broken bones.

Mendoza sat up with his face wrinkled in pain and stared at the shadow. This was a narrow space made of rough rocks. There were two forks in front of it, and both ends were winding passages that extended into the mountain.

He looked up again and saw a jagged crack at the top. The missile had caused a collapse, covering the hole but also blocking possible pursuers.

"Kaiser."

At this moment, there was a groan from behind him. Mendoza was startled and saw Ella lying in the pile of rocks. Her legs were bent back and deformed. The socket of her right eye was **** and fleshy, and one of her forearms was broken. Pierced bone.

Mendoza quickly knelt down beside her. The girl was breathing rapidly, and the pulse in her throat was beating weakly. Even the Star Emperor's blessing was of little use to such a serious injury.

"Ella! Can you hear me? I'm going to get you out, I promise, I'm coming for help, you just have to hold on."

But Ella was just unconscious and occasionally mumbling to herself. Mendoza rummaged through his backpack, took out the precious water bottle, and dripped the precious liquid into the other person's mouth.

"I'm going to find someone to help."

He didn't even know if the other party could hear him.

"There may be another way out in these tunnels, and it's certainly not far from the nearest stronghold."

After standing up, Mendoza suddenly noticed that there were traces of manual excavation in the cave, there were tools left behind in some places, and there were hidden cult symbols on the rocks. .

Obviously this should be connected to a stronghold, which made him feel excited immediately. If he found Ella, he would be saved!

But before he could take action, a scraping sound of metal and stone made him alert, UU Reading www. uukanshu． ｎet There seemed to be something crawling closer, muttering to itself indistinctly and with some weird accent.

"Um?"

Mendoza looked toward the tunnel on the left side of the cave. It seemed that something was moving in the shadows, but even with his superhuman vision, he could only see a trace of pale skin and scarlet eyes, or the light reflected from fangs or claws. .

But what made him flinch the most was the smell, an ominous stench, a rotting smell mixed with dead flesh and dried blood. It should be called corpse odor.

It's also difficult for purebloods to emit this smell. In fact, they don't like to be mixed with corpses.

Alert Mendoza immediately slid behind some large rocks that had fallen from the mountain path and peered cautiously into the open floor of the cave.

The shadows then lengthened, and the creatures slowly crawled into the shaft of light.

They have an obvious human shape, but they walk on all fours, wearing only moldy rags. Their skin is as pale as tubers dug out of the ground, with a faint lavender color, and bone fragments are pierced through the flesh. , giving people the impression of corpses that have been decaying for a long time, and their hands are more like claws—larger and more brutal than pure-blooded angels.

Moreover, their faces are very distorted, and their mouths cannot be closed due to madness, but Mendoza always feels that something is not right.

Their faces didn't look like living things at all, they were too stiff.

The stench of carrion was so strong by now that Mendoza nearly vomited, fighting back his nausea as the creatures crawled into the cave.

But suddenly he realized that he had forgotten Ella!

Their attention was now drawn to Ella's feeble cry.

The next second, they, who were originally slow in movement, jumped across the gravel on the ground as agilely as mice, and rushed towards Ella's body like a pack of wolves.

(End of chapter)

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