The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Facing the enemy who stepped forward, the first death shroud stepped forward silently, madly waving a huge sickle, and took the opponent's head straight.

But he was too slow.

The opponent was already in front of him when he raised his hand, the red cloak swirled like a cloud when it moved, and then the blade swept out and cut back almost at the same time!

The sharp blade pierced through the thick Terminator armor and bit deeply into the dirty flesh below. Under the horrified eyes of the death guards, it cut the death shroud in two directly like a hot knife cutting butter!

And the next death shroud didn't even have time to react, the man had already swirled and dodged, the blade slashed hard.

Immediately, blood splattered everywhere, and the severed head of the death shroud slid forward, colliding with his armor, making a clanging sound, and then falling neatly into the mud, soaking in a rotting blood on the battlefield.

"Go away! You are not his opponent, leave it to me!!"

Seeing the tragic death of the son, Mortarion became more and more violent, his eyes were wild and unstoppable, and foam-like poisonous gas continued to pour out of the bottomless abyss-like throat, and then came swiftly with the blessing of his wings.

The sickle and the long knife collided with each other at an extremely fast speed, and the burst of lightning transpired green poisonous gas, enveloping both of them in thick smoke and electric light.

Missing a hit, Mortarion threw out his fist, and the opponent had already started to move.

I saw the person wearing the dragon helmet swirl with one foot, throw a single knife and one back, and punch him with a fist.

Boom!

A loud noise like the explosion of a bronze bell echoed in the sky above Comoros, but it came from the violent collision of two huge fists, and even the battlefield was shaking.

After the blow, the two giants staggered back, and each other's gauntlets shattered, revealing the **** flesh inside.

"This is the third time, right?"

Mortarion steadied his steps, glared at him, gritted his teeth and spat out the name.

"Chagatai!"

Soshyan was already unconscious and couldn't hear the other party's conversation clearly, but Veronica heard it clearly and quickly shook Soshyan in her arms.

"Soshyan, another Primarch, the Chagatai Khan of the Fifth Legion!"

"Chagatai...Chagatai...how could he appear...here..."

Tian Khan, War Eagle, the lord of the Fifth Legion, the Primarch who disappeared for nearly 10,000 years after the Great Rebellion, Chagatai Khan, Soshyan did not expect the other party to appear in front of him in such a dramatic way.

For some reason, Soshyan felt that the pressure in his brain loosened a little, maybe because the gray marrow was working, maybe because the deadly poison was working, no matter what, he became more and more lethargic.

When his eyelids gradually became heavy, some vague scenes and distant voices replaced the battlefield in front of him.

Two tall figures walked on the long stairs, the avenue slowly descended from the entrance to the center of the palace, and seven secondary passages connected a large complex and magnificent structure.

Soon, they reached the heart of the palace, a place built entirely according to regular geometric laws. The parquet floor was an infinite number of triangles and pentagons inscribed in each other, and continued to expand outward into infinite sides. It is an exquisite swirl-shaped display.

The space here could easily accommodate thousands of warriors, but apart from a few warriors in the shadows on the mezzanine and upper floors, the palace was almost empty.

The two sat under the candlelight, but they were blurred like two shadows.

"Well, it seems that my loss is not wrong. Sanguinius said that he has only lost to three people in the chess game, our father, Macado, and...you."

"Haha, but because of luck, you may not know that I played ten games with him, nine losses and one win, Chagatai."

Having said that, one of the chairs pointed at the table beside him, and the table automatically leaned up.

Then the desktop opened, and a black cube slowly floated out.

The other reached out and held the cube in his hand, looked at it carefully for a while, and then put it back.

"You're doing something dangerous, brother."

"Do you think I've crossed the line?"

"Magnus once said to me that the emergence of boundaries always has a place in progress, it is to reassure those who are afraid of progress and change and may try to destroy it...you touch The force of the touch is even more dangerous than the skill of Magnus."

Hearing this, the man leaned back, put his hands together and put his fingers on his lips.

After a long silence, he said softly:

"I am among all my brothers about this, and I only told Sanguinius and you, because you are all enlightened people, and Magnus is too confident and fanatical to keep secrets...though Now I can't explain the purpose of this to you, but you think you have guessed who my other collaborator is."

"You always have too many secrets in your heart...Fly too close to the sun and your wings will burn out."

"Then brother, what do you think the meaning of our birth is?"

The person being questioned wiped his forehead with his palm and said with a chuckle:

"Some brothers think that they are mere weapons, slaughtering existences only for conquest, and some brothers think that they are mere tools, an extension of construction and domination."

"A weapon is a tool, a tool is a weapon, war is like ploughing, it is labor, and chopping trees is like chopping down people, it is slaughter - the victims are all the same, except for a few screaming to death, others Didn't they all shut their mouths silently like the tree? And what about you~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Jaghatai from the Unbounded Land."

The person who said this leaned forward slightly, Soshyan couldn't see his face, but he could see the other person's eyes, like a calm lake, and this kind of calm can only be achieved with the passage of time and age. will appear.

"Me? I'm just simply fulfilling the responsibilities they gave me, I want me to be a weapon, I want me to be a tool, I don't want to spend energy like some brothers trying to prove or get anything, as long as they Don't interfere with me, let me enjoy the only freedom I have, and I will be free from the world."

"Haha, no wonder everyone says they can't see through you. Sometimes the purer things are, the harder it is to understand."

"There is no way. After all, it is so easy for duty to become obsession. A noble soul can also be corrupted by ambition. That desire for success, no matter how legitimate it is externally decorated, is likely to surpass reason, even ...human nature, it's better to make yourself purer."

"So, brother, do you believe in the mission and duty I shoulder?"

Then the two fell into silence, as if they were looking at each other, or maybe they were both thinking with their eyes closed.

After an unknown amount of time, the lazy voice responded:

"I'm not sure, because I don't have the ability to predict the future like Sanguinius, I can only believe what I see... but what I see is that you are touching a dangerous ancient power, Carry out a terrible experiment in the Legion, although there is that person to cover up for you, but I know him, when he thinks it is impossible, he will definitely abandon you, and the price..."