The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Chapter 810: Reunion with Veronica

  Chapter 811 Reunion with Veronica

  After two months of travel in subspace, Soshyan finally approached his long-lost hometown.

  But as soon as it left the subspace and left the jumping node of the Nathan Galaxy, located in front of the fleet, the Unbound Soul was the first to spot the invaders' signals.

  Information was quickly transmitted back to the fleet. In a moment, each warship was already in combat, the gun positions were deployed, and the torpedoes were placed in the warehouse.

However, the strange alien ship that suddenly appeared did not make any obvious hostile actions. In the end, Unbound Soul first sensed the presence of the enemy ship—the scanning officer took a lot of effort to keep the signal stable, because it was always on the display. Fade from time to time.

  The repeated greetings were silent in the static sound, and the Star Whisperers of the fleet reported that their subspace vision was inexplicably weakened.

  Finally, the fleet's reconnaissance aircraft entered the field of view of the lone ship, and it presented a vague outline on the screen.

  Its true size is difficult to measure accurately, but the meditator on the ship estimated that its length is between 9 and 14 kilometers, and a huge triangular thin layer curls over the hull, like a tossing sail.

  When the scene became clear in the center of the observation module, a clear voice in perfect Imperial Gothic resounded through the ship’s communication system.

   "My name is Elderal Uslan."

  The sound is a standard and elegant high Gothic language, without any dialect or homophony at all, which is comparable to a textbook-level normal tone.

  "In the name of Usvi, I would like to invite the commander of the Astral Knights to the planet you call Nathan VI."

  Hearing this news, Soshyang was a little shocked. He didn't expect a bunch of aliens to appear in front of him so swagger. Could it be that the message he conveyed to others was so kind?

   But thinking of the already precarious Velec, Soshyan decided to meet the oldest and most powerful prophet of this spirit race.

  This was a private operation. Without telling the Holy Blood Angels, Soshyan took Talos alone and took the Thunder Eagle to the ground of Nathan Six.

  This place is still as cold and deserted as it was twenty years ago.

  According to the coordinates provided by the opponent, Lei Ying stopped at the top of a low slope. When the ramp opened, Soshyang stepped out first.

  He is wearing a fine power armor, a cloak shining in the afterglow, a helmet placed under his armpit, and Talos walks out closely after him.

  Both of them chose to come wearing weapons, and Soshyan’s Holy Flame Sword was hung around his waist.

   Soon, Soshyang saw a figure under a withered tree. When he approached, the robe-clad Ada stood up from the ground, with a vaguely smile-like expression on his face.

  Behind him, Veronica made a face at Soshyan.

"welcome."

  The prophet, who could not see the traces of many years on his face, gave a weird alien gift toward him.

  "Are you Alderal Uslan?"

   Soshyang asked curiously, and raised his fist in return.

"Yes."

  Alderal smiled slightly and turned to look at Veronica.

  "Didn't this student of mine introduce me to you? She has also been taken care of by you a few days ago."

   After finishing speaking, the spirit prophet moved his gaze to Talos next to Soshyan, and the other party tilted his head to greet him. This action was full of hostility.

  The prophet of the spirit race didn't take it seriously and responded in the same way.

   "Son of Midnight, we are also old acquaintances we have never met."

   "Indeed, I don't want to take your soul stone out of my chest all the time."

  Talos had a cruel smile on his pale, dead face.

   "Killing your dog legs is far from satisfying me."

  Veronica couldn't help gritting her teeth because of the cruelty.

   "Silly big guy, why do you have to bring him here."

"fine."

  Wait for Soshyang to speak, Alderar first said:

"I don't mean to be disrespectful. I just want to establish a dialogue based on equality. The past is over. Talos of the Tenth Claw is dead. We are facing the Talos of the Astral Knights, don't we? "

  Talos hummed softly, noncommittal.

  Soshyang nodded and said:

  "Your opinion is very good. Although I don't trust Alien, it has no effect on our communication."

   "hypocritical."

  Veronica glared at Soshyan.

  But the other party was obviously unwilling to provoke her for the time being, he didn't even look at it, and his attention was on Alderal.

  "Since you are called the Great Prophet, are you the leader of the Ark World?"

   "Usvi does not have a so-called official leader, but relies on I think you to call it a parliament."

   "Then do you represent the parliament?"

   "Talk to me, you are negotiating with Usvi."

   "Well, I see, then what is the purpose of your negotiations this time?"

   "Two things."

  Alderal raised **** and said softly:

   "The first thing, I heard that an important friend of yours has been poisoned by spirit poison?"

"Yes."

   Soshyang admitted frankly, he actually guessed that it might be related to this, but deep down in his heart, he is not willing to owe alien favors.

  But when things came to an end, he couldn't refuse.

   "Veronica can treat your friend, and I agree to it."

   "State your terms."

  Alderal blinked, then nodded and smiled:

   "Have you always been so direct?"

   "I just don't think there is any need to whistle between us."

   "This way is also good, I know, you got a piece of Bloodhand Kane in that place."

   Sosh raised an eyebrow, and the thing was still lying in his backpack.

  So he backhanded out a small metal box from his backpack.

"Is it this one?"

  Alderal result box, as soon as it was opened, a strong murderous air screamed out, shocking everyone present.

  "This is not just a fragment of Kane, it is a piece of spirit combined with the fragments of Doomsday Wailing, no wonder, no wonder."

   nodded thoughtfully, the Prophet of the Spirit Race closed the box, and then handed it to the opponent in Soshyang's unexpected expression.

"you-"

   "The second thing, Comoros may have been eyeing you, so be careful in the near future."

"why?"

Soshyan asked rhetorically, expecting more than just an answer.

   "I don't need it, but some people need it."

   "Isn't this your treasure?"

  "For some people, it is more like a curse to me, but with you, it may be able to perform other functions."

Soshyang frowned and took the box. He couldn't understand this alien prophet more and more.

  "Let’s talk about it today. Veronica will follow you to treat your friend. I hope you can protect her during this time."

   Hearing Elderal's words, Soshyan nodded. Although he felt that the latter part of the other party was a bit meaningful, he didn't think much about it.

  On the contrary, Talos' eyes suddenly became a little erratic, UU reading www.uukanshu.com seemed to be thinking about something.

   "I will do my best to protect her. When the treatment is over, I will return her to you unscathed. This is my promise."

  Alderal took a step back and waved his hand gently.

   "Veronica, I have wronged you first these days."

  Veronica nodded.

   "It's okay, teacher, you don't have to worry."

   Then, Alderal's figure began to fade gradually, but just before he disappeared completely, he suddenly whispered an extremely subtle whisper to Soshyang.

  "Soshyan, you must remember to use your power carefully when facing the dead in space."

  Not long after he disappeared, there was a message from the warship in orbit that the signal of the sometimes unusual alien warship disappeared.

    September will be a month when the plot of the book will undergo a major turning point. Many early foreshadowings will be unveiled this month, so stay tuned, and remember to vote for Lao Mo (`)

    

   

  (End of this chapter)

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