The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"The Emperor's Angel of Death (

The six huge horns uttered a sharp and rough roar together, and the ear-splitting roar echoed in the airport.

Afterwards, their rough roars slowly faded away, like the dim roars of ancient behemoths gradually escaping into the myth, and the sharp music that followed—two hundred silver trumpets and horns played a bright triumph Music.

Soshyan and Magyar, dressed in full ceremonial armor, stood on the platform like demigods in a thundercloud. This is the northern entrance of the airport.

For this grand occasion, the banners of the two battle groups were spread on the beams of the dome, and the banners of many imperial troops were hung on both sides.

Guliman took a deep breath, and he heard the sound of the gate rising.

The time is almost here.

The sound of the trumpets shook the four directions, and a ray of artificial sunlight poured on the exquisite stone carvings.

Then, amid the creaking and rubbing of the metal gate, the distant star sea appeared in front of Soshyang, and that person followed—

Malakin emerged from the shadows, without a helmet, expressionless,

His long blond hair fluttered in the artificial breeze, so handsome, so melancholy, so unpredictable.

The commander of the weeper's battle group clamped his battle helmet in the bend of his left arm, and walked forward at a perfect pace.

His most important adjutant followed suit on both sides. The warrior held a power spear in front of him with both hands, with a pale skull at the end of the spear's handle.

The shoulder armor of all warriors is covered with black and white Masaige, on which is a weeping blood-red heart.

In the later position, he was the standard bearer of the battle group. With a proud posture, he held a banner of tears in the same hue as their shoulder emblem.

They walked down the stairs into the square, through the spaceport, and hardly responded to the cheering soldiers along the way.

Seeing the people who appeared, Lord Magyar didn't have any expression on his face, but everyone who approached him could feel his undisguised disgust.

Soshyan showed a 100% welcome attitude.

He stepped forward and walked off the high platform to meet the weeping team.

But he didn't take a few steps before stopping.

Because he noticed a soft sound of the blade passing through the scabbard.

Then he continued to walk forward.

"I'm Marakin Rofors."

The Commander of the Weeper spoke, and his salute was more like a nod in greeting, and at the same time he held an unsheathed shining sharp blade in his left hand.

"Welcome to you, I am Soshyan Alexei."

Soshyan said, holding Malakin's hand.

"Thank you for accepting my invitation. I heard how many warships are you traveling with?"

"Our battle group mothership, and two frigates."

Malakin's voice seemed lukewarm.

"That's it."

"I still welcome you, with brotherhood."

Soshyang said, letting go of his hand, his tone was rather regrettable.

"But you came to see me with a weapon in your hand?"

"Yes, but my other hand is empty. We don't know what is in your brotherhood, Lord of the Star Knights, so I have an empty hand and I also hold a sword."

"What do you think of it now?"

"I think it's good..."

Malakin said in a sorrowful tone:

"...At least it is not the trap I am worried about. I know that many people want to kill us and show their loyalty to the emperor by eliminating the traitors."

"I have never regarded you as traitors, although those things have happened... but I believe in the loyalty of the Sons of Saint Leth."

"Really, but I noticed the tone of your speech, which reminds me of someone."

The name was spoken from Malakin's mouth like the hiss of a poisonous snake, as if he wanted to utter a nasty word.

"Huron, he also deceived us with brotherhood."

"I know something about that rebellion."

Soshyang nodded heavily.

The Weeping Group, as a subgroup of the Holy Blood Angels, once had 2 battle barges, 9 strike cruisers, and 22 frigates. This void force is stronger than most battle groups.

But now, they only have one lone battle barge and two frigates.

The cause of all this really originated from a major rebellion a few years ago.

It is also the largest Astarte rebellion since the Horus Rebellion. The person who caused this rebellion is really the Huron in the mouth of Malakin, the commander of the Star Claws, Truf. Huron.

This rebellion erupted from M41.901 and ended completely in 912, which happened to be the year when the Astral Knights were annihilated on the engine of the world.

The cause of the rebellion originated from Huron’s dictatorship in the Maelstrom zone and his resistance to the Eleven Tax. Lord Terra Gao could not tolerate a battle group challenging the authority of the empire, so a large-scale battle that lasted more than ten years The war broke out.

This war involved dozens of Astarte battle groups before and after, some of which were out of the defense of Astarte's dignity and allies (compared to Abaddon, Huron is really called Shishiyu, brother Gongming, Before the rebellion, he was famous for his courtesy and hospitality, and he was able to win some battle groups), joined Huron's camp, and fought against the battle groups loyal to Terra.

The Weeper is just such a battle group that unfortunately stood on the wrong team~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The wrong team led them to a tragic ending. In 909, the battle group was fighting the Minotaur battle group. The main fleet was almost annihilated during the battle, and the Lady of the Storm, one of the two battle barges, was taken away.

In desperation, the weepers can only choose to surrender.

According to statistics after the war, they only had less than 300 fighters left.

The reason why they stood in the wrong team is very sad and ridiculous. Because the battle group was built during the curse of the army, it has always been rejected by other battle groups and empire forces, and they have not received any fair treatment. Only Huron Willing to call them brothers and sisters.

The absence of any interest is purely out of "brotherhood."

It is this mentality of desire to be recognized and accepted that makes them deceived and finally come to the opposite of the empire.

The only good news is that their loyalty to the empire has not changed, which gives them a chance of redemption after surrendering.

Under the ruling of the trial court, they were confiscated most of their property and punished to go to the dangerous frontier for a century-old expedition to atonement.

The Atonement Expedition is the most commonly used punishment for Astarte by the empire. The battle group dispatched to the Astarte expedition will usually be confiscated from the home star, and then go to the most dangerous battle, and will not receive any recruits and supplies during the expedition. On the supplement.

This punishment is the best ending for the weepers, because they themselves are the ship-based battle group.

However, the loss of the personnel and the fleet is still heavy, and what is even more frightening is that the weepers have a bad reputation, and it has become even worse-all the battle groups they encountered publicly spurned them.

This blow to self-esteem is the source of the weepers’ pain.

They are still loyal, but they are not recognized by anyone.