God Emperor’s Angel of Death

Talos realized that his nose was bleeding.

He staggered one after another step, focusing on the pain that almost split his skull in half.

The automatic alarm of the power armor sounds.

He saw Van Drode, his predecessor, the brother he had looked up to, under the influence of the terrifying chaos.

That many brother died in the battle.

He is dying too.

He can't continue.

Talos finally stopped moving and froze in place.

But the enemy opposite him was no better. When the Prophet approached, her own body began to stiff, trembling, and her fingers were like claws.

Suddenly, Talos' blurred vision saw a back, a dim-blue back, with blood-colored bat wings towering on both sides of his head, and a huge battle halberd slanted on his shoulders. .

So familiar--

A scream suddenly exploded.

This is a scream from the primordial horror, torn from the throat of Ada War Witch.

The illusion of nightmare disintegrated immediately.

Suddenly, Talos' thoughts became clear.

The pain caused by the psychological warfare disappeared, dissolved in high emotions.

Zhan Witch knelt down—the unconstrained psionic energy bounced back and tore her apart.

Around her, the other Spirit Races seemed stunned and motionless.

At this time, a deep rumble echoed from the entrance of the destroyed bridge, accompanied by shouts and the sound of peng peng's combat boots.

Valier came in, and the warrior of the third claw, they managed to open the blast door of the bridge.

They flooded into the room like a flood, and raised their guns. Now is their chance, before these Xenos regroup.

"Fire!"

Xenos's scream of death resounded through the control center.

While her kind was knocked down, War Witch tried to stand up. .

Talos strode towards her. The blood in his nose had already condensed. Before this Xenos could protect himself, he hit her with a explosive bullet and passed through her black armor. A cracking savagely burst out from the back.

She fell to the ground like a discarded puppet, the sword fell on the next deck, and the wailing of the sword stopped.

Behind her, the Spirit Race that paralyzed the Cursed Echo Cannon console also fell, full of gun holes.

The artillery console within the range was also broken, and the Xenos equipment inserted into the Thinker was also shattered.

When Talos walked to the War Witch, she was still alive, reluctantly.

"This is your time of death, Xenos."

"I will return to Usvi's embrace, and you will mourn in the gluttonous mouth of Evil God."

"Don't worry, I will crush your soul stones, everything."

Talos said coldly and raised the power sword.

"For centuries, I have been enduring the hallucinations of your race, and I will never have them again."

The prophet was about to swing down the weapon, but at the same moment, his automatic induction The device makes a sound.

The lifeform sign of Spirit Race disappeared.

Talos slowly put down his sword, he is not in the mood to desecrate the corpse now.

When all the invaders were eliminated, the bridge was flooded with noisy and organized chaos as usual.

The surviving officers and entourage shouted back and forth, running between their positions.

The remaining people of the first fierce claw walked to the east side door and checked their weapons. Mortals were scattered in front of them, and all respectful etiquette was ignored.

Only Talos hovered in front of his command seat. He checked Uthas and made sure that the former comrade-in-arms had returned to the arms of the gods he believed in—he couldn’t tell the pair. Is it good or bad for Usas?

But the first fierce claw lost another fighter, which is full of regrets anyway.

"Why are we different from enemy ships?"

Talos turned to the eyeball screen and looked at the scarlet screen. The enemy's battleship surrounded them with patience.

"All of our squads are currently engaged in anti-landing operations and cannot jump to help."

Syrian replied.

"Are you crazy? I won't help."

The prophet said coldly:

"I want them to burn."

"They swayed out of our range. They slid away after putting in the jump cabin, and the weapon system was—"

Talos looked towards his brothers and then the crew, as if This group of people was fooled and lost their heads.

"Then catch up with them."

When everyone was a little confused, Cyrion cleared his throat.

"You think like this, really?"

The prophet shook the head, not denying doubt.

"Is my words so difficult to understand?"

"We don't have this ability."

Syrion looked towards the enemy ship in the distance.

"Cursed Echo can't do it, you know this well, we are lucky to survive."

"I don't think so much, I want revenge."

"But..."

Syrion slowly closed his mouth as Talos stared at him, expressionless.

"They have to die."

The hydraulic system opened the east gate, and Valer limped in, releasing sparks at the place where his biochemical prosthetic foot and knee were locked , The blood washed over the human skin cloak draped on his armor, the original pirate punch on his shoulder was now a vague trace, but the winged skeleton of Legion on the other shoulder armor stood proudly in blood.

"The Fifth Claw has cleared the main deck."

Primaris Apothecary reported.

"Xenos is still bleeding us, but the situation has improved."

Talos said nothing.

"Usas?"

Valle also noticed the corpse on the ground.

"Dead."

Talos didn't look at the body. He sat on his command seat and mumbled his pain. The battle potion prevented the worst.

"Wait later, try to take his Gene-seed away."

"I should recycle it immediately."

"Wait again Yes, this is an order."

He looked up towards the brothers in his group.

"The other fierce claws need Valer, go to the Meditation Hall, and protect Dieterian at all costs. Once the weapon system is restored, I will notify all squads to withdraw to you."

Boom————————!

There was a loud noise and the hull began to tremble, Talos immediately roared: "Scan! Is the enemy ship attacking?"

A piece of the bridge Chaos, but fortunately the scanning array was not damaged. The officers got a terrifying message after a busy period.

"My lord! It's the defensive orbit of the planet Nathan-6! The defensive orbit is firing at us!"

Talos realized that they were far from jumping into the physical universe. The planets are so close.

This is a huge trap. The enemy does not intend to risk directly attacking them with battleship, but intends to use planetary orbits to weaken them first.

If it is a normal orbital station on a planet, the echo of the curse will not be afraid, at least it will be able to escape.

However, the enemy’s jump-gang troops severely destroyed the battleship’s power and weapon system. Although Dieterian’s efforts were able to maintain it, it was still greatly weakened.

Now they are caught between the enemy's battleship and the orbital station, they are really unable to advance or retreat.

The prophet sat paralyzed on the commanding throne and took a few deep breaths, but still felt his chest was dull, so he took off his helmet and leaned the smooth back of his head against the cold metal.

Maybe this is his end.

But he does not intend to die so easily. Even if it is to die, he will choose a death that is more in line with the eighth Legion.

Talos connected to the navigator control room communication.