The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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In the huge ark world Usvi, there is such a room. Its walls are made of spiritual bones and some kind of mysterious crystal. The surface is smooth and warm, and it is perfect. The walls surround the heart chamber like water, and it looks like the depths of the ocean. As if separated by some sublime force, leaving a dark, dry place for those who entered to walk without being affected by the pressure of the water.

In the eyes of most of his kind, Eldra, the Great Prophet of Uthwi, is very old, but no one turns a blind eye to his power.

At this moment he was recalling the myths of his ancestors, the stories that somehow warmed Eldra's icy body, and walking on the path of his ancestors made him feel a powerful force.

Except for the sound of prayer bells in the distance, the heart was silent.

Then, farther away, there was a low din, like the rumbling of a perpetually restless **** or a deep nova.

The energy coupler was detached from the leather ring, and the Prophet took off the gloves fastened to the bracers, pulled out the flimsy fingers from the chain mail, and stroked the golden symbols carved on the green stone low in the wall.

Afterwards, Eldra closed his real eyes, and the iris automatic sensor of the helmet's optical system also turned off synchronously.

He recalled another old story--

Before the stars were all over the universe, his ancestors only knew that there was only their own world in the world, and they observed this world and the similar planets that revolved around it through their own astronomical telescopes.

As the years passed slowly like continental drift, their technology also grew, and they gradually learned about other planets and worlds. They realized that they were not the only life in the universe, but just one of countless lives.

Countless stars beckoned to them, and the ancestors left their homeland and embarked on the journey of the sea of ​​stars.

And all this is like an echo of the ancient times.

The Prophet had been alone for a long time, and only felt the lives of a few loyal compatriots who guarded his heart, and his mind felt a little spark of strange life lit up in the darkness of the outside world.

It was just a spark at the beginning, but soon it became a prairie fire.

When thousands of lights of life began to gather in his powerful mind, it seemed to him that the whole constellation was slowly taking shape.

But there are dark and ugly souls in this light of life.

Many souls are seeking the life of him and his fellow man.

He despised haste, because his long life had stripped it of its existence, but now the time was short, as short as his heartbeat.

Now, his mind has put the plan on track.

At this point, he had cast off all fantasies, and let his imagination shroud here like a cloak, and the simple trick that could easily deceive other races-has begun.

But this is far from enough.

Eldara sighed, things had come this far, and the sacrifice was coming.

Maybe the sacrifice at this moment is the meaning of his long life, maybe he was born for it.

With a slow, low sigh that penetrated the helmet, Eldra sat back on the stone throne in the center of her heart.

Like a spider in the middle of a complex web, he stretches his mind in all directions to test the quality of the filaments he weaves his web of deception, and spreads a huge shadow called Chaos around him, and makes it The branches stretched farther.

His scheming finally started to work—

Through this net, he began to study the minds of every prey that fell into it: many of them were mere savage butchers, who exuded the malevolence of corrupt gods.

Others are little human shimmers.

In order to get rid of the lackeys of the corrupt gods, the Prophet constructed a huge plan, first leveraging the neighboring greenskin tribes to launch an invasion of the area of ​​the Empire called 'Elora's Veil', which has 2 A battle group to guard.

Along with the greenskin invasion, the empire began to mobilize heavy troops, and at this time, the ark world Usvi, which had been being tracked, sent a false signal, and made the empire mistakenly believe that they would enter the physical universe from the entrance of the network in this area, so On the one hand, the Empire began to pursue the Greenskins, and on the other hand began to ambush the possible Eldar Ark.

But they didn't expect that what they had ambushed was the huge fleet that belonged to the Death Guard.

The followers of the God of Nurgle don't care about anything else, they only want to catch up with the world of the Ark. They have destroyed many worlds along the way, and they don't care more.

The Empire and Chaos easily began to fight, but there was no doubt that the Death Guard had an overwhelming military advantage, and the Emperor's Spears and Celestial Lions who guarded the area were difficult to resist such a huge Chaos army.

If it's just a matter of stalling, then Eldera's purpose seems to have been achieved.

But he knew that once the ark left the hideout, so would the lackeys of the corrupt gods, so he needed to keep these fallen creatures here.

At least trap them for a long time.

Thinking of this, Eldra realized that the Imperial Army had begun to attack the Chaos army.

He closed his eyes and saw the **** battle and the courage in the hearts of those lower races.

These fleeting lives are burning their flames feverishly.

Such courage - if all this is not in vain.

It's time to show his cards, and he'll make the most of these humans to add to his gamble -- no matter how weak their power may be.

Suddenly, the captain of the Viper Squadron, the wind rider, Leon Hainy Noel walked into the heart of the prophet at the spiritual call of the prophet.

He tucked a huge pure white helmet under one arm, the red feathers on the helmet were slender and perfect, the pure black armor shimmered with gold, like the core of a dying star, the fringe of the short cloak hung down to his waist , just covering the weapon he was strapped to his back.

At this moment, the most outstanding warrior of the younger generation of Uswi stared at the Prophet with those elegant and ancient eyes - the slender face of the soul of the ark world showed a little tiredness.

"how is the progress?"

"Great Prophet, the network is currently running smoothly."

"How long will it take until it closes?"

Leon Haney Noel lowered his eyes and stared at the smooth stone floor reflecting the cold light of his black armor.

"Except for the teams of the Black Guardians, everyone else has left, and the network has begun to close... There is not much time left."

"Maybe there is not much time left for us, Leon Hayney Noel~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But I am afraid that for the enemy, this period of time is long enough, there is no time to shut down step by step, we Need to push again."

"Great Prophet, we may—"

Eldra held up his bare hands, the ancient fingers almost transparent with the passage of time.

Seeing this gesture, Leon Haney Noel fell silent.

"You are the swiftest and deadliest warrior of the Arkworld for thousands of years."

The Great Prophet leaned back on the throne with a half-smile.

"But you have never challenged such a powerful enemy, are you confident?"

Leon Haney Noel raised his head, and there was only determination and fighting spirit in his deep black eyes.

"I will kill the enemy when I see it!"