The Emperor’s Angel of Death

   Chapter 657

  Under the gray sky, the yellow-brown earth is dusty.

Under the shining of the sun, a large army stood in line, leaving a corridor in the middle. Rows of ninety fully armed soldiers stood upright in a row. Various flags and banners were dancing with the wind, and tanks and armored personnel carriers were raised high. The gun barrel salutes, and the horn of the Titan Legion echoes in the morning wind.

  The sound of drums came continuously, and the Titans of the Iron Skull Legion formed a tall background, illuminated by the rising sun.

   Above his head, the sky became more gloomy, and the sound of the wind mixed with volcanic ash converged into a lizard-like neigh, and the roar of the war drum almost drowned the hustle and bustle of the nest capital ten kilometers away.

The planetary governor Hermann von Strab wears a gold armor and a ring of ostrich feathers around his head. A few servants hold the ten-meter-long peacock tail feather cloak behind him. The golden paint on his face solidified into a mask as thin as a cicada's wings.

  He holds a ritual weapon in each of his hands. The countless jewels inlaid on the scepter and stab blade reflect the dim sunlight, and various medals and decorations cover his entire upper body.

The guards surrounded him with their swords unsheathed, maintaining a stiff and ritual defensive posture. A huge mastiff lying in the dust at the Governor’s feet, licking its fur, with drooping eyes disinterestedly Staring at the hot earth

  This beast belongs to one of the countless extinct species of Ancient Terra. It was retrieved by Martian sages with the help of DNA samples. It is extremely precious.

The Titan Captain Kurz Mannheim, wearing a bronze armor and a red robe and silver helmet, stands solemnly on the right hand side of the planetary governor, holding a ritual sword, and beside him is the highest commander of the nest Volganus, Eko. · General Harold, also the former commander of the Armageddon Steel Corps. The rubies and emeralds on his platinum armor gleamed, and the mechanical prosthetic eyes gleamed with a faint green light behind the white plastic steel mask.

  Behind him, a soldier personally carried the flag of the Armageddon Steel Corps. The four-meter-high flagpole was embedded with diamonds at the tail and the top was a pure gold sky eagle emblem.

On the left of Hermann von Strab stands the director of the Armageddon Astronomical Hall. The congenital dwarf wears a stone-grey robe and a titanium alloy headband. He is short in the upper circle of the planet. China has a huge influence and has a place on the power ladder.

  The mechanical master of the planet is standing on a floating dish half a meter from the ground. The edges of his robe are cut into gears, and they are carried by several blind servants.

  The closest to him is the representative of the planet’s legal combat psionicists, Ms. Hiat Sanford-she is wearing a crimson robe and thirteen psionicists are standing around.

  Hundreds of machine servants held the white canopies spurred by the wind high above the officers’ heads, blocking the falling ashes.

  After that, a silver-gray and white Thunder Eagle came down from the blue sky, whizzed past everyone, and landed at the end of the queue amidst the neigh of anti-propellers.

  The drums and horns stopped. Except for the soft noise of the canopy being blown by the wind and the unstoppable hustle and bustle of the nest, it was silent.

As the hatches of the two Thunderhawks opened at the same time, two figures appeared in front of everyone, and walked along the queue to the commanders who had been waiting for a long time. They were each followed by ten Terminators and held high the battle group’s banner.

  Next, Hermann von Strab nodded, and immediately, this huge army saluted neatly, with various flags tilted down to show respect.

  And the two tall figures gradually approached, passing through the sand between the queues, and nodding respectfully to the soldiers who bowed and saluted from time to time.

  One person is wearing a gray terminator armor with silver rims, he is twice as tall as the tallest soldier in the team, and the other person is wearing a white ceremonial armor.

  The crowd was silent in the shock, and the Astartes spent almost eight minutes walking along the entire queue to the planetary governor.

  In this eternally long time, apart from Astarte, only the flags blown by the wind and the slowly moving clouds in the sky have any movement.

Ten meters away from the planetary governor and other commanders, Astarte’s team stopped, and then the one wearing the Terminator took the lead to take off the helmet, revealing a noble and powerful face, his skin is light. White, black hair, eyes as bright as the blue sky.

After   , the warrior in white armor also took off his helmet, revealing a scarred face and quiet eyes.

  "Respected two battle captains."

  The Governor lowered his head and said:

  "You represent the will of the beloved and holy emperor. On behalf of the people of Armageddon, I am honored to welcome you here. May we work together to defeat the powerful enemy."

  After that, he asked the guards to take over his weapons. One of them also took off the golden glove on the Governor's right hand. The servants also loosened the peacock tail feather cloak and let it float in the air with the breeze.

   "I am the commander of the Astral Knights, Soshyan Alexei."

   "I am the captain of the White Templar battle, Randall Blanchard."

  The two shook hands (finger) with the Governor, and then Soshyang said loudly:

   "We are here only to annihilate the enemy of the empire. This is our eternal vow, for the emperor."

   "For the emperor!!!"

  Everyone praised.

After   , there was a grand banquet for receiving the wind. It was not only the officer class, but Armageddon almost all upper class people attended, and Soshyan had to replace the Terminator on him for this.

  Until late at night in the subcontinent of Armageddon, the crowd participating in this grand welcome ceremony has gradually dispersed, and the planetary governor arranged for someone to lead Soshyan and other interstellar warriors and other senior officers to his military situation room for detailed talks.

The military situation room is very large, more than 400 square meters, with a huge long table in the middle, and rows of shiny mahogany chairs on both sides. The officers have been waiting for more than half an hour, including two battle groups. The command level is the same.

  "Here, please~www.wuxiahere.com~ Suddenly, the planetary governor Hermann von Strab’s voice came from the door with a smile, and everyone immediately got up.

   Seeing outside the door, Herman, who had been dressed in a marshal's dress, led Soshyan and Randall into the military situation room.

   "Everyone, the two battle commanders just finished the banquet. I originally wanted them to take a break, but they must talk to everyone."

  After speaking, he smiled and raised his hand.

"please."

  The position of the two is the closest position to the Governor’s left hand, but as they walked past, Landauer suddenly smiled:

   "Amiji Doton is already on the front line. We have to act according to the front line concept of time."

  Hermann von Strab's expression froze for a few seconds when he heard these words, but he immediately returned to his original state.

   "Yes, yes, everyone sit down, sit down."

  After everyone was seated, Hermann was the first to speak naturally. He was still smiling, but his voice became colder.

  (End of this chapter)