The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Ahem, that—"

Seeing everyone getting busy, Melissa tried to assume a pose that she thought was chic, but uncomfortably realized that she was the only one without any team.

If the judge intends to involve her, he should have said something, but he hasn't shown any behavior in this area so far, just nodded briskly to each group.

"We will meet at Gate One in three hours and disband!"

The entourage walked out of the suite without saying a word. Although they had a wide variety and everything they had, they operated with the efficiency of the parade ground, and could even rival the most elite death squad in the Imperial Guard.

Suddenly, Melissa was taken aback, realizing that she was the last person to leave.

The inquisitor was staring at her, his gloved fingers playing with the cross-shaped badge on his neck gracefully.

"Melissa."

He showed an elusive look.

"We have to talk separately..."

"grown ups."

She swallowed her saliva, looking for a suitable way to express her doubts, and finally said something crappy.

"What are we going to talk about?"

The controversy for her rudeness never came, and she imagined the man's lips curling behind the mask: the smile of a cat amused by a struggling prey.

"That's it, Melissa, you already know."

She couldn't help frowning.

"My lord, I don't understand what you mean?"

"What did you say? Something from the sky... a huge thing... a dark thing?"

"I... I'm sorry, my lord, I didn't—"

"You are right."

"Ok?"

The judge let out a secret laugh.

"Girl, do you know what our goal is for this operation?"

"Yes... eliminate heresy?"

The laughter on the judge's face became even more weird.

"Do you know why I transferred you to my side?"

Melissa shook her head.

"Later you will know that this action will follow me and disband."

When the inquisitor left with a rhythmic pace, she also stomped to her dirty bedroom to prepare, but an ominous premonition twisted in her heart-awakening foreshadowed back to her, she was in pain Cringed.

Something is coming.

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"I can't stay too long."

At a corner of the dark cabin passage, a tall figure leaned against the wall, wearing a robe, his face completely hidden in the shadows.

"Hurry up and ask if you have anything."

"Did you get it?"

In the darkness, another person walked out, wearing a black armor with a golden flame pattern. There was a scar on Jie's face, which made him always seem to have a mocking smile.

It is the prince of the crows, Saivita.

Saivita stood up at a distance of twenty steps from the man, and then looked at the heavily wrapped object hung on the man's belt.

"Is it safe lately."

"It's pretty safe."

"Sure enough, you should do this, not me."

"This is not voluntary. In addition, I am busy, and I have my own work to do. If you have anything to say, I haven't noticed it yet."

"Really? Are you sure you are here and no one else notices?"

"Don't ask, I won't say it."

"Well, I was thinking, is it unhappy to make you run around?"

"What do you think? Frankly speaking, I'd rather go to Tyra's prison than take care of your baby like a nanny. I have been wiping the **** of your younger cubs all this time, you know. "

"Junior, I haven't heard that word for a long time."

Saivita said, almost smiling.

"It's a pity that I don't know how to do it, otherwise I really want to see what the Legion should look like in another environment."

"So what's the matter with you looking for me?"

"No, you don't, I shouldn't even talk to you."

"We have reached the end of the war."

"Ok?"

The mysterious man's tone sounded surprised, and even put down his hands on his chest.

"When did you arrive?"

"If calculated according to Tyra's time, five days ago."

"His—it's a bit different from the plan. Will you come a little earlier now? The battle is still very unclear. I guess the Red Pirates' reinforcements have reached the ground in some way."

"No way, someone can't wait."

With that, the relaxed expression on Saivita's face disappeared.

For the first time in such a long time, a look appeared in the eyes of Prince Crow. The look seemed to say that even if the entire universe stops him, he must try to do the right thing.

"Listen, you must remind Soshyang, don't go head-to-head with Abaddon, and the spirit race next to him shouldn't show up again. After finding the flagship, he will leave Paisha Xing immediately and don't care about the war here."

The mysterious man was silent for a while, and then said:

"This is a little bit different from the plan."

"Don't worry about the plan. I don't know you, and you don't know me, but you must know what I am thinking. We are enough slaves. Don't let other people continue to be slaves."

The mysterious man nodded immediately.

"I will do my best. But—"

"but what?"

"I have a hunch that a darkness is shrouded and something has gone wrong. This so-called plan has been executed for nearly 10,000 years. No matter what its original intention, it has been deviated a lot over a long period of time."

"That's how your consciousness works."

"No, this is not something related to psionics, it's like... knowing something from the depths of the bone marrow, the gods are watching here, the gods are watching the star of war, watching Soshyan, we are not just with us Our colleagues are fighting against each other, and we are still fighting against the gods."

"Ha, so are you scared?"

"I just... from a personal point of view, I still have some personal matters to deal with, and... I have to make a choice, but I don't think I like any choice. Forget it, it doesn’t matter. Soshyan is not a People who are difficult to get along with, UU read www.uukanshu.com and I will help you."

"Thank you so much...it sounds a bit ironic. I always think you are a literary and artistic writer seeking drama, starting with your report."

"Report? What report?"

"I won't mention the old things."

Saivita waved her hand.

"Okay, so be it, we won't contact you again in a short time."

The mysterious man nodded, and then accompanied by the air rippling with visible ripples to the naked eye, he disappeared directly, while Saivita turned around and took out his winged helmet from the compartment on the side, and pressed it on his head with a click. .

"It's about to land, Sai, where are you?"

There was a deep voice from the communicator.

"I'm coming right away."

Saivita, the prince of the crows, twisted his neck, and then walked towards the end of the passage, the shadow gradually disappeared with the sound of footsteps.