The Emperor’s Angel of Death

On the bridge of hatred, the officer waited patiently. Everyone was like that. Those mortals who were enlisted, once belonged to thousands of believers in the extremely glorious religious world, are now gathered together Here formed the "Karmalu Tribe", a division of revenge.

They are taught that the Phantom Warriors are gods, pioneers who bring knowledge and enlightenment in the twilight of ignorance and blind obedience.

Each Karmalu tribe is divided into upper and lower parts, namely, the elite with a small number of people, with red flames as the flag, long white mane horses as the pattern, and the larger number of cannon fodder with the black water pattern as the flag, white-hoofed leopards The pattern of the horse is the pattern.

"If you know this, then you are now reduced to ashes. Okay, go do your thing."

The officer bowed deeply and stepped back.

The other crew members were also quiet and methodically busy with other tasks in the cabin like a devil's stomach. The messengers in scarlet uniforms conveyed the daily orders to the guards on the post, and there were waves of slight echoes on the marble floor.

Stretching brass lines decorate tall observation windows, those made of transparent crystal glass.

The low and roaring engine sound of Heart of Hatred mixed with other soft noises to form a symphony of flowers contending.

Garmo Zejie scanned everything in front of him, thinking about all the conspiracies and plans, and tried to make them foolproof before he himself intervened in the conflict on the ground.

The curve of the planet has been captured by the instrument, and it is suspended low in the observation mirror below starboard. Although there is so much blood and blood inside and outside of it, it still looks so peaceful, as quiet as water.

Once again, the former soul drinker think tank felt that feeling, an urgent burning sensation, making his skin tremble like waves.

So he threw his head back eagerly, sweating profusely, and the sweat tightly wrapped every inch and every minute of his body as if it had penetrated into silk robe and armor.

He looked back alertly to see if anyone noticed.

The crew seemed ignorant of this and were still busy with the matter at hand.

Then he cautiously stretched his hand to his neck and stroked the place where his soft skin rubbed against the collar of his armor.

This mysterious whirlpool, which is getting stronger and stronger, is enveloping the profound meaning of curse and destruction, brewing there.

Snow lotus blade, snow lotus blade, if he can't retrieve that thing, then the power accumulated in his body will only make him go into destruction in the end.

Realizing that he was in fear, Gal Mozejie retracted his hand and frowned tightly.

He must be able to overcome all this.

"I hate you."

He wriggled his lips decorated with brass, and stared at the dead star that was silently floating in the observation window.

"This is what you forced us to become, and this is what you did to us."

Whispering to himself, Gal Mozejie suddenly got up from the command seat, tightly pinched his helmet, completely ignoring the surrounding crew members, and at the same time, the blue-purple eyes became dim, and his mood suddenly changed in an instant.

"It's ridiculous, you want to wash your own depravity and defilement, but you will not succeed, Soshyan, you will not succeed."

He cursed and gasped.

"We will stop you, let your defects grow, just like us, let you be on the verge of breaking, just like us, and when the end comes, you will be weak and helpless and face the destroyer of destiny alone and helplessly. —"

Gal Mozejie lowered his head, at that moment, thinking about what was driving his anger.

"Eleventh Legion, you-will be like us."

He panted heavily and whispered in a voice that only he could hear.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed something and turned his head.

The thousand-character Tubek was walking out of the gate opened not far away, holding a round black crystal in his right hand.

"The enemy is resolved?"

After Tubeck arrived on the bridge, he glanced at the void outside the window.

"It's solved, how about you?"

"Huh, the **** of Igor Semon turned to Abaddon and he was so stinky to die. Saying a few words to him is as if I owe him, if he is not in front of me, or I will give him a slap in the face."

In fact, Igor Semo and Tubek were quite affectionate. In the era of the Great Expedition, they were members of the same society, and they had a good relationship with each other.

But everything ended when Tubek followed Aliman and the Scarlet Letter spell. The two of them did not contact for tens of thousands of years. Therefore, when Tubek found Igosimo, the other party thought he was disguised by that change spirit. , A good scolding.

Of course Gal Mozejie knew this, but he didn't care about the grievances of Qianzi.

"What did the other party say."

"He agreed to help us get into orbit, but he hopes that you will see Abaddon as soon as you get to the ground."

"Will do."

"But do you really believe that guy? If he suddenly betrays us, people may be able to run by then, but your boat will not be able to run."

Tubek was quite worried. It wasn't that he was timid, but that Gal Mozejie's plan was indeed bold.

He was going to sneak into the orbit of the Platoon Star under the eyes of dozens of warships in four battle groups, driving the Heart of Hatred, and then drop the landing craft.

If you change to someone else, Tubek must think that person is looking for death.

Gal Mozejie was worried but just smiled.

"He has no reason to betray us, because we are now the only reinforcements they can count on. Baga is still carrying the fleet and the Imperial Navy to hide and seek, and I am afraid that they will not be able to take care of them."

"Anyway, you have a good idea. When will you start to act?"

"Five hours later."

Gal Mozejie’s confidence in this operation is quite sufficient, because he has a capable helper, not to mention whether that helper is strong or not, but has a strong camouflage ability, which can make this huge ship temporarily away from the enemy. Disappeared in the eyes.

What he needs is only the ground of the Dispelling Stars to interfere with the planet's atmospheric signals to prevent them from being detected by ground detectors when they land.

In Garmo Zejie's plan, concealment is the most critical factor for the success of this operation. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"But I'm quite curious. The empire has already occupied the orbit. Why not just erase Abaddon and the planet?"

Hearing Tubek's words, Galmozejie showed a twisted smile.

"Because some of those imperial lackeys have selfish intentions, and they can't guarantee that erasing the planet will eliminate Abaddon, but it will make the subspace rift completely out of control."

"There is a rift in this place, and I have passed through the Pandora system several times without noticing it."

Tubeck mumbled, his face full of confusion.

"Unconsciously."

"Because something is covering the world."

But Garmo Zejie said that name.

"When we get to the planet, we will be able to meet with it. Trust me, it will surprise us."