God Emperor’s Angel of Death

After dealing with the most urgent matters at hand, Soshian has one more important thing.

Give those warriors who died a due ceremony——

"——May God Emperor give them peace."

Yazdan finished his prayer Wen, put the classics in his hands together, and then there was a beautiful but sad music on both sides of the God Emperor statue.

Then he walked into the other cultivator and gave the position to Soshian.

Rows after rows of fully armed cultivators are wearing well-equipped armor looking at him, and dozens of coffins are placed in front of him. In each coffin is a fallen cultivator, from head to head. The feet are covered with a white shroud.

Their necks were covered with a bandage printed with the Sky Eagle emblem, covering the wound left by the Gene-seed when it was taken out.

These warriors of the past are like mummies on the old Earth, waiting for the resurrection that will never come-they can no longer walk in the mortal world.

Although every Astarte Chapter servant has gathered here, this church still looks very empty.

This church is completely modeled on the shape of the obsidian fortress of the past. Even on the original Chapter home planet, Soshian has never seen it being completely crowded, even if the chapter was more powerful many years ago. It's the same time.

Every step he takes here, he can feel that Imperium is declining day by day, just like the withering Order of Astarte.

He hid these thoughts in his heart, and there was no sign of fatigue or doubt in his words.

The sound grille on the power armor amplifies his voice and fills the church.

"brothers, brave warriors of Imperium! We gather today to share the sorrow brought by the loss of so many warriors, but don’t lose hope! They traded their sacrifices for mankind For a moment that continues, until true peace comes, we will never stop fighting until the last drop of blood leaves our blood vessels. This is the meaning of our birth!"

He looked towards the one in front of us! A long list of names, including Astral Knight who died in Valledo, but more of them are soul drinkers who fell in the civil war.

The loss caused by this tragedy pierced his heart deeply.

At this moment, he suddenly felt unexpressible tiredness. If he had a choice, he would definitely let go of all his burdens and walk into the boundless wasteland of the galaxy, so that he would no longer be troubled.

But he had no choice.

"We will always miss Lazo cultivator."

He whispered:

"He is a member of the second battle technique squad, Battle of Fren The hero, the ruthless killer of the greenskin, was beloved by his brothers and Captain, and fell while acting on Valledo...Lazo cultivator."

He moved towards the first corpse sticking out Hand, the servants immediately raised the coffin and carried it on their shoulders.

The names are not in any order. This is to prevent the deeds of one cultivator from appearing more brilliant than the deeds of another cultivator.

Death makes them completely equal, and they are no longer separated by rank and status.

"Alexander Great Cultivator, he is the heavy weapon hand of the second battle technique squad, divine archer, the appease of the machine soul, beloved by his brothers and Captain, when he acts on Valledo Fallen...Alexander Great Cultivator."

He stretched out his hand again. The other four servants stepped forward and lifted the coffin.

The two sacrificed warriors are both members of Farzad squad, so this warrior, who has become a third company commander, has tears in his eyes at the moment.

The names were recited one by one, and the bodies in the church were gradually being emptied, and Soshian's shoulders were also burdened with another burden.

Finally, he read Gorge's name.

"Gorge cultivator, he died in the course of his loyalty to the God Emperor. There were countless enemies who fell under his sword edge. It also made the traitors afraid of him. May people remember his name And achievements."

If Soshian is really suffering from death, then the last moments of regret and remorse for Gorgerie are truly plunged into his heart like a knife.

"He gloriously ushered in death."

As he said, walking off the platform, this unusual behavior made the priest and the warriors look at him curiously.

"He fought to the last minute and was a role model for me."

Soshian put the fragments of his smashed battle halberd into the coffin, and then turned back to the high platform. Above, concealed the emotion that was almost revealed in the heart.

The corpse was also taken away, and there are many names waiting for him to say it.

When the last name was pronounced and the last corpse was carried away, only the Astartes remained in the cathedral.

Everyone was silently mourning, death-like silence enveloped the angels.

Stents made of marble await the remains of the deceased, and then they will be sent to the Chapter cemetery to sleep with the heroic ancestors brought out from the obsidian fortress in the past.

Carbon fog surrounds people's feet, and the mortuary quietly stretches all around. The number of corpses that can be placed here is more than the number of Space Marine in the entire Chapter.

Soshian waited quietly for these warriors to enter their sleeping place. Yazdan performed a brief ceremony in front of each corpse, whispering to them that they would never be heard Discourse.

Their remains were separated by a thick glass plate, which soon became blurred by the frost on the glass.

When everything was finished, Soshian's armor had formed a thin layer of frost, and the ice crystals at the joints made a cracking sound as he moved.

"Everything is done, Chapter is long."

Hearing what Yazdan said, he was nodded, but his heart was so heavy that he couldn't say anything.

After that, Soshian disbanded the team and went alone to a secret Dark Space deep underground in the monastery fortress.

This space was excavated under the order of the Said cultivator, and it was hidden deep in the mountains of several hundred meters, but until Saivita appeared, the role of this space was not explained by the Said cultivator.

Now the role of this space is very obvious-it has become the private space of the crow Prince.

Soshian entered through the secret entrance and walked along a long corridor.

He feels that he is moving towards the terrifying prison, but now there is only one guard in this "prison".

The walls, ceiling and marble floor of the corridor are covered with a rune that Soshian doesn't recognize. This kind of rune can be seen in the chains on Saivita, but he can't see it anywhere else.

Soshian once tentatively asked what kind of rune such as Saivita was, and the other party just told him jokingly that this kind of rune came from the ancient Earth and may be as old as the God Emperor.

But Soshian is not too convinced.

And Savita doesn’t look like a wizard either.

"Who is there?"

Suddenly, there was a sound in the darkness, like singing, which reached Soshian's ears.

But when he listened carefully, there was no sound.

But that tone still echoed in his mind, touching the edge of his soul, as if walking slowly along the walls and ceiling, crawling like a spider, ready to pounce on him at any time.

Soshian thinks he has heard this voice before.

But today, its attack feels stronger and more direct.

"The chanter?"