The Emperor’s Angel of Death

  Chapter 703 The **** of blood

  One by one, the eleven structure body awakened, and the head flashed ominous red.

   "Damn, exit here first!"

  Talos knew the power of this structure, and quickly asked Soshyang to lead the people to retreat, but only then did he realize that the door had been closed at some point.

  "They are your cursed Primarchs, silicon-based intellects transformed with the technology of the space necromancers. In a sense, their essence is closer to those abominable aliens."

  Angelika’s laughing voice and the friction of the construct waving adamantine arms and iron feet, forming a chilling chorus.

   "Destroy them!"

  The eleventh frame body pulled down the fence and walked to the center of the hall to greet them with a terrible rain of bullets.

  The deadly explosive bombs were either twisted in a deflection position, or just exploded harmlessly on their alloy bodies, without causing any substantial damage, and their solidity was breathtaking.

   Then they raised their four arms, the light of gravitational vortex and subatomic pulse hissed, and the destructive power contained in it made Soshyang feel bad.

  But after locking on Soshyan who was standing in the front, the light on their weapons suddenly extinguished, and the body remained motionless.

  This surprised everyone.

   "Casefire!"

   Soshyang gave an order, and the soldiers immediately stopped, and no more bullets were fired.

   "Why—"

  Angelica was stunned, this situation was far beyond her expectation.

  But then her many years of instinct made her turn around and try to escape to a safe place, but a shadow has already enveloped her——

"what!"

  The next second, she realized that her thigh was hit by something. Despite years of anti-pain training and the anaesthetic component added to her blood, Angelica still felt extremely painful.

The judge howled and fell to the ground. She turned to find that her right leg was only left with a pile of hanging tissue and muscle, which was peeling off the blood-stained broken bones, and a chain saw sword was abomination. Is spinning.

   "Traitor! Brute!"

   She swears, gritted her teeth and struggled to send herself forward, and tried to limp and run awkwardly.

  But then a huge black figure knocked her to the ground, her muscles tingling with chemical strengthening, against the armored warrior who pushed her to the ground.

  She wanted to draw the phase sword that attacked Soshyang from the thigh sheath, but when she realized that the scabbard and grenade on her body had been blown away, she immediately screamed angrily.

  Finally, her trump card was the poisonous needle in the sleeve, but when her forearm was also twisted, she yelled out new swear words.

   "Damn! Ah! Damn!"

  She struggled under pressure and lost control in anger. She couldn't hear what Soshyang was talking about at this time. The cold and cruel giant had already pushed her to the ground.

  "If you know them so well, do you know me? Woman."

  Before fainting, she only heard low laughter deep into the bone marrow.

   "Don't kill her, Talos, I still have a lot to ask her."

  Looking at Talos who tortured Anjelica like a tortured toy, Soshyan just greeted him, then walked through the static structure and walked towards the statue.

  He knew why these machines stopped, because he instinctively activated Grey Marrow just before the battle.

  Their Primarch must have set up some kind of highest authority inside these machines. They will never attack targets with gray pulp, so they chose to stand still under contradictory orders.

"your!"

   Suddenly, something flew over from Talos, Soshyang stretched out his hand to catch it, and saw it was a blood-stained red talisman.

  He held the treasure tightly, before coming to the original body, staring at the noble face.

  It was only then that he noticed that a line of words was engraved on the base of the statue-[To my wisest and fearless brother, even if the entire galaxy has forgotten you]

  Signature: Horus Lupecar.

  At this moment, he suddenly realized that the fetters of blood could penetrate thousands of years of time, reconnecting them with the past.

"I swear that I will wash away the old stigma of the Legion. One day, the battle flag of the Eleventh Legion will fly on the territory of the empire in an upright manner. This is the promise of Sosyan Alexei My father."

  Under the gaze of the soldiers, Soshyan stretched out his hand and held the front of Brahma.

  After that, he gently applied force, and this original weapon of the past slid into his hand, that is, at this moment, his world fell into chaos.

  He found that he had become a ghost, floating on the high battlements, and clearly saw two individuals hidden in the gloom ahead, one tall and one short.

   "Xerxes, how does it feel to visit Terra for the third time?"

  I saw the Eleventh Legion wearing red and black armor walking leisurely into the light, with a smile on his face, and the projected eyes are very soft, Soshyang even thought that it was himself in a daze.

  And the old man with a stupid stature stayed in place, and the psychic flame of the scepter was shining.

  There is no doubt that it should be the palmprinter.

   "As in the past, feel at home."

  Makado squinted his eyes, and the wrinkles on his face overlapped.

   "Although I know you very well, it sounds almost like a perfunctory, just like anyone else."

The original body bowed in a low voice, almost as low as the palmprinter's own line of sight.

  "Forgive me, my intention is nothing more."

   "No need."

  Makado said, waved his hand and motioned to the other party to get up.

   "You are the most loyal one. You have paid a huge sacrifice for everything you did for your father, even if it was your legion."

   "Nothing is free, I can do more, but things have changed a bit."

"what?"

  The eyes of the original body shone with the flickering light of the scepter.

   "That thing. Something out of control. I also encountered an existence that knew it very well. That existence warned me and declared that it was playing with fire and self-immolation.

  Macado is very calm, and the soft sound of the evening breeze is the only sound here, right on this high wall.

   Staring at the flame, Soshyang suddenly felt something sting behind his brain.

   "What do you mean, Xerxes? What do you think the other person knows?"

   "I'm not sure, but the other party has dealt with those things before, I guess you should know what it is."

  The palmprinter closed his eyes, and the Eleventh Legion Prototype continued to narrate slowly.

". I entered an ancient library under its recommendation. For a long time, I was obsessed with the knowledge inside. I dare not say how much I have discovered over the years, but I have taken a step forward in the nature of those things. The understanding of ~www.wuxiahere.com~ also has a better understanding of the future of the empire

Deep worries One day, someone will reveal that the truth of the empire compiled by my father is based on lies from the beginning, and declares that the galaxy cannot be justified by our father or anyone who supports him. Land rule. "

  The original body sighed slightly, as if saying these words to relieve the heavy burden.

   "And that person, very likely to be one of my many brothers."

  Makado opened his eyes and looked up and down the Eleven Protoss.

   "And is that what you believe? Your father is the root of human ills, just like the deities of the spirit race?"

  The original body shrugged slightly.

"Of course not, Palmprinter, but I know my father, his power, and his vision. I believe that even someone as powerful as you can't deceive him. Then if my father knew what I did , Then..."

  The Eleventh Army shrugged again.

  "Will I still be part of his grand vision? In other words, maybe I will be the most rebellious son in his eyes."

  (End of this chapter)