The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"This war is over."

Heller Leno said in a low voice:

"We have no support, no order, and no goal. If we are caught by the empire, we will be dead. The size of the empire's fleet is expanding every day. I don't want to treat them under such unfavorable conditions."

"They won't find us, this place is hidden enough, we can wait until the support arrives."

"If a month ago, when we had the barely decent fleet, I would agree with you, brother."

Heller Renault's character is not as aggressive as Ossi Bravo, but the vague picture still can't conceal his sneer-although it is not obvious, there is still.

"Fighting in the nest really makes me lose face! I can say that you cursed people so that you can get away with yourself? Yes, I admit that I don't play very well, but at least I haven't betrayed anyone, right?"

But Bravo smiled evilly and said:

"You should have admitted this long ago and let me command the fleet. Maybe we can do some tricks to support the commander."

"Ha, every **** looks awe-inspiring in the crowd."

Ain Glaspel snorted.

"You have never been a person who can accept orders from others gently. The Commander of War only assigned a commander, and that commander is me."

"Then good luck to your fleet."

The outlines of the two captains flicker, which is a clear sign that their reactors are operating at full capacity.

"Anyway, Ain Glaspel, I'm sorry, we can't stay here anymore."

"This sentence is said to have no avail."

Ain Glaspel said coldly.

"How do you explain to the commander Zhan."

"I think Zhanshuai will understand us. After all, we have suffered an unbearable failure under the command of an incompetent commander. Goodbye."

The hologram is interrupted.

Ain Glaspel was stunned for a while, and finally staggered back two steps, and fell to his commanding throne.

"What a...sorrowful loser."

Marco glanced at him from a distance, then shook his head and continued his work.

Although it didn't make much sense, Ain Glaspel ordered everyone to go to combat positions in case his former brothers decided to raid his ship to search for supplies, although it was obvious that they had nothing to search for. Everyone has a lot of tatters.

The two men also did not fire, almost certainly to avoid arousing the empire's convenience, not out of any friendship.

Quietly, the Sacred Corrosion and the Wild Howl ignited their thrusters and left the grave.

"Then there is only one left."

Ain Glaspel said softly:

"Only the Endless Rage and the dead ship bleed in the void."

His eyes shed tears with the flash of energy, but they no longer have the strength to wipe them dry.

"Everyone, I want this ship to be ready to leave as soon as the engine resumes operation, and to send the crew to other ships, to replenish all the crew on our ship, we have to do it alone."

"grown ups."

"Get me that trash wizard."

Marco hesitated.

"No one knows where he is, my lord."

"Why?"

"A subspace accident caused him to disappear directly into the cabin."

"you know."

Ain Glaspel poked Marko with an armored finger.

"If you are not the most useful person left on this ship, I will kill you, you know, right."

"I know very well, my lord."

"Find the wizard, get him here now."

Just at this moment, a burst of energy burst suddenly in the void, and Ain Glaspel could see clearly that this was the flash of the subspace engine.

The energy that jumped out of the subspace at close range flooded the communication channel and the bird monitor, the maintenance system sparked a lot of sparks, and the dim lumen lights on the bridge flickered.

Although the armored glass observation ports are dimmed, this is not enough.

Ain Glaspel squinted his eyes, and the light burned his eyes. He noticed that the two boats that were about to leave had suddenly stopped moving.

Perhaps they thought it was the arrival of the Imperial fleet and frightened them.

But Ain Glaspel didn't think so. It was really the Empire fleet, and it would not jump out of the subspace so close.

Sure enough, a huge battleship jumped out of the subspace first, and dark energy and evil undead surrounded the red and black hull in a disturbing way.

The ship’s symbol, Ain Glaspel, is very familiar, and this group of people has gained some reputation in the eyes of fear in recent years.

They used to be called the Crimson Sabres, and now they are called the Scarlet Slayer——

"Sorry big X, why are they?"

Under Ain Glaspel’s suspicious gaze, one after another battleship left the subspace rift. Two battleships and five small battleships could not be said to be more, but at least more than them.

What surprised him even more was that the two warships that were about to leave, turned around and leaned towards him.

"It's probably because I'm afraid of the dark and eat the dark~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Marko commented so, Ain Glaspel deeply agrees.

"I never heard that the commander Zhan invited them."

At this moment, the correspondent who had been scared to death before screamed again.

"The other party requested to board the ship, a Thunder Eagle."

"Tell him, let's talk from a distance first."

"The opposing Thunder Eagle has left the flight deck."

"Fuck! What a hurry..."

In desperation, he could only collect more than a dozen guys with good spirits from the defeated soldiers, reluctantly formed a guard, and then went to the flight deck to greet the "guests".

After about ten minutes, the man arrived--

Klanon the Ruthless, former leader of the Crimson Army and now the lord of the Scarlet Slayers, the empire was second only to Blackheart King Huron’s "Excellent Young Astarte" in the forty-first millennium, striding forward with pride. On the deck of the Endless Rage. (The ins and outs of the Crimson Sabre are too long, so I can only briefly talk about it here)

Twenty elite fighters dressed in Terminators lined up tightly around him, and they dispersed when they saw Ain Glaspel and his bodyguards waiting here.

These elite warriors of the scarlet slayer are called the predators of Draznit. They are favored by the dark gods. Their armors are decorated with taboo heretical runes, and their hideous helmets make them look like angry demons. .

In the entire battle group, they are equipped with the best weapons, more powerful than other Chaos interstellar warriors, and at the same time sacrifice the lives of their comrades to gain a position in the hearts of the destructive forces, only following the command of Klanon.

Appearing from the center of the guard, the ruthless man walked forward, holding his helmet between his arms, revealing a pale, dead face.

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