The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Occam has become a legend among many alpha lords since his brilliant performance at the Proko Sanctuary. Although the delisted suffered heavy losses in the battle with the Celebrities, more warriors soon heard the news and invested in him. under his command.

Everyone watched the legend come, only Philo Rona didn't pay attention, but looked at the members following the legend, and almost couldn't help but notice the existence of Zago Ayala with contempt, this The guy used to be a son of the Emperor, and only the Emperor knew how he could join an Alpha Warband and be the right-hand man of the Raid Commander.

There were three warriors following Occam, including Zago Ayala. Their power armors were painted a dull emerald green, and the surface of the armor was shaped like scales. The shimmering light caused the terrifying body to be dyed blue by the rays of light from the surrounding walls, while the visual sensor on the snake-shaped helmet was as bright red as flames, the shoulder armor was inlaid with bronze and gold borders, and in the center was the terrifying three-headed poisonous snake logo. .

One of them is supposed to be a master forge, or a dimensional blacksmith, but the exact name Philo Rhona does not know, and the third Space Marine looks like a pharmacist, at least the surgical device in his hand can indicate this. .

While Philo Rhona was observing several people, the dimensional blacksmith also glanced at him.

After all, whoever he was, he was a wizard, and he radiated an underlying spiritual energy field that shone like a star to anyone who could see it.

Then, Occam strode into the room, hissing the door behind him shut, and took off his helmet, allowing the Space Marines before him to see his face for the first time.

The Raid Commander, with his high eyebrows, angular jaw, shaved scalp, and piercing eyes, has a deep scar on his face that stretches from his right jawline to his left temple.

But if you look closely at the eyes, you will find that the eyes look like a turquoise snake boy.

However, it was these eyes that caught everyone's attention, as if to provide a window to a soul also tormented by myth and confusion.

"Greetings to you, soldiers of the Legion, each of you."

Occam said earnestly:

"When you came to the delisters, I said that your presence made me proud. Now time is running out. We have approached Comoros. The early reconnaissance of the 14th Corps shows that they are about to have a major event in the near future. We have to figure out why they came before they accomplish their goals....I have to take a shot, and if necessary, we will probably join the aliens against a common enemy."

Philo Rhona finally raised his head, watching the Raid Commander with his eyes, and aside from him, more than one Space Marine moved uneasily.

"Our employer has actually given us two instructions. One is to investigate the goals of the Fourteenth Corps, and the other... is to prevent them from achieving their goals as much as possible."

Occam paused, and the weight of the words faded away as he looked around the assembled Alpha's faces.

These people are all fighters that he has carefully selected. He has never been a person who prioritizes the number of fighters. There were only 6 fighters who were removed from the list at the earliest, and they can still achieve their goals.

He has always insisted that soldiers are not expensive, but because of the last lesson, he realized that too few soldiers will also make tactics passive, so he recruited more than fifty soldiers in large numbers.

These people are all elites in the Alpha Legion. Some are good at harassing large groups of enemies, some are good at creating chaos, and some are specializing in alien hunting. Now they are all ready and waiting for their missions.

As Occam looked around the room, scanning the expressions of his Space Marines at the time of the order, he saw Philo Rhona hunchbacked in the shadows in the far corner.

The wizard's hood obscured his face, and there was no trace of the plain black smock, but Occam immediately recalled all of the warrior's background.

This time Zhang Si. As the commander-in-chief watched him, a light flashed across Philo Rhona's eyes, making them sparkle like the eyes of beasts in the depths of the jungle.

【Hello, untruthful person】

Philo Rhona's thoughts entered Occam's will calmly and softly.

【Is there any problem?】

Occam nodded slightly, and responded to the greeting with some reservation in front of the others.

【You seem to have doubts, Snake Brain】

[I have no doubts, you are the lord, I obey your command]

The other Alphas swayed slightly, realizing the unnatural prolongation of Occam's pause.

They looked around, spotted Philo Rhone, and then realized what was going on in the room.

Strong sacrifice read sacrifice. After a while, Occam sighed.

"I can't pursue Abaddon's thoughts, but he has undoubtedly paid us Kang's reward. All your current equipment, including this restored ship, and a large number of servants, these are not for nothing... …we have a tight deadline, so there is no room for hesitation or doubt.”

Occam anticipated the disgust on the faces of some warriors.

[Allow alien survivors and aliens to commit the same crime]

Philo Rhona's will was full of mockery, but his tone lacked malice, citing an Imperial decree from the days of the Great Crusade, a motto still inscribed in the center of the arch of the Hall of Terra's Ministry of Justice.

Even if it is a departure from the current empire~www.wuxiaspot.com~, the hatred of aliens is still etched in the soul of every Space Marine.

"Things haven't come to this point, I just explained a possibility, if we can have a better way to destroy the plans of the Fourteenth Legion, then we don't need to cooperate with the aliens, and we can even teach them a good lesson, Tell them what pain is, and it all depends on how things go."

Occam paused again, looking around at the faces in front of him. Most of them believed his explanation, but he knew he didn't convince them all, but convincing an alpha to believe in anything requires more than just A few inspiring words.

These people are born with suspicion and suspicion. They come from different war gangs, have experienced different tests and betrayals, and have their own fighting styles.

He knew he wouldn't necessarily get them to trust him, but he also knew he could trust their sense of purpose and responsibility, and for an Alpha there's no higher belief than that.

"We enter the outer areas of Comoros in an hour."

After Occam simply finished speaking, he turned around and strode out of the gate, allowing the soldiers to think alone and communicate with each other.

After leaving everyone, the untruth came to his room. Although deception was common to him, he told the soldiers who trusted him as truthfully as possible.

Make a big tyrant. But this thing-

This is the only thing he can't tell anyone.

Accepting Abaddon's employment and coming to Comoros, everything contained a personal purpose.

Open the dark compartment of the wall and take out a heavy metal box, Occam slowly opened it——

A black cube is lying quietly in the box.

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