The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 "Come on, the brains of these heretics may have hidden dangers in subspace."

　　 Soshyan walked to Sol, took the dagger in his hand, and picked out a yellow-white semi-solidified body from the dead man's head.

　　 When life is lost from the body, the decay will immediately take its place, the internal links of the human body will all be interrupted, and the cohesion and reaction that constitute the body will no longer exist.

　　 Although there are no visible signs of decay, Soshyan can still taste the taste of time when he bit the first bite of the brain tissue.

　　 He swallowed it, then closed his eyes.

　　 Soon, memories surged.

　　 A weak man, surrounded by a group of armed men, pointed at "him".

　　 The man who "he" regarded him as his father, sold "he" to pay off his debts, and "he"'s suffering increased further.

　　 Another memory then emerged, broken and instinctive.

　　 The little leftovers that the stomach sac longed for when I was hungry, a greasy rag, a warm smile, a kiss on the bruised forehead.

　　 A woman appeared. It was the mother's face that "he" believed to have forever forgotten.

　　 Then the picture was broken. "He" was sobbing, standing in a small station, where many people were like him, leading to hell, and he would work all his life in the bottomless underground to his death.

　　 In a blink of an eye, "he" became alone again, a little beggar shivering in the shadows.

　　 The chemical stench of Garbage Mountain irritates "his" nostrils, as it did in the past.

　　 The screen shattered again.

　　 "He" snorted and found that he was a skinny young man, squeezing into the chaotic crowd, and what he heard was full of rumors that someone was missing underground.

　　 Everyone wants to join the gang to protect themselves, and he is optimistic about one, called the "Iron Furnace Gang", which he thinks can keep him alive.

　　 But "he" waited in the disorderly team for three days, only to hear the mean laughter of gang mobs and watchdogs.

　　 "He" can only turn around and leave.

　　 The world suddenly capsized.

　　 "He" rushed straight into the roar of gunfire, and ran with the bloodthirsty thugs.

　　 "He" tasted the pleasure of gunfighting copper fire, bullets flew between the rusty fences, and bayonet flashes.

　　 This is the grinding area, "he" is in the territory of "Cannibal Dog".

　　 Suddenly, the traitor put a black gun from behind, the bullet drilled a hot hole in the meat, and then the comrades left "he" to die, and the friction sound when they dragged their feet away.

　　 The gang left "him" in the narrow prisons in two-by-one, lonely and maddening upright cells, flow-work construction of spires, and heavy labor that could kill people.

　　 The world is falling into darkness.

　　 From the **** cliff cave, "he" was once again caught and escorted away, and dragged into the small black room.

　　 "He" enters a cage, which is one of the many prisons prepared in the underground arena. "He" is a beast, living only to bring death to others.

　　 But "he" attracted the attention of the beast. It was the nephew of the mine supervisor.

　　 In the evening, the man came to "his" hut-after the **** work in the arena, he then used his fat fingers through "his" hair with blood clots.

　　 A snake-like tongue was spit out from the mouth of this **** gangster, with a disgusting tone on it.

　　 Thanks to the devil's mercy, "he" killed him at the last minute.

　　 After the long darkness, no thug or thieves could even dream of it. The physical torture and blasphemy made "he" know what resistance is.

　　 Then there was a noise.

　　 That is similar to the neighing in the damage record player.

　　I give you liberation——

　　 Then, the memory began to become fuzzy and chaotic, like a pantomime staged in a thick fog, everything was shrouded in the tulle.

　　 Monsters, gangs, and wandering individuals are torn and swallowed in the crazy illusory black claws and flapping wings.

　　 The only difference is that the original pain and fear are gone, only the cold silence.

　　 "He" feeds on death, monsters with claws, monster handymen, and hostile foremen-all died on the **** road of "him".

　　 The chimney collapsed, the factory collapsed, and the fire raged.

　　 More time, he sat in a snail house, listening to the silence, occasionally going out, and also strolling around the slowly flowing underground river.

Everything after 　　 was shrouded in blood.

　　 "He" fought hard in the dark mine tunnel, the weapon has been broken, the armor has been damaged, and the body has been destroyed into a scarlet body.

　　 Those creatures clawed "him", dragged "him" down, and unloaded "him" when he was still able to exhale the **** air.

　　 I am a shadow attendant.

　　 The fangs tightened on "he"'s face, bit into "his" flesh and blood, grated, pulled, gnawed, and cut.

　　 We are fearless

　　 "He" pierced the remnant blade upwards into the pile of stinky flesh and blood.

　　We are afraid of--

　　 All the pictures disappeared, and Soshyang seemed to have a dream. Only the lingering smell of the tongue told him that he had returned to reality.

　　 He lowered his head and glanced at the man who was full of tattoos, with only one right leg left, and reached out and closed his skull again.

　　 "Their stronghold is near an underground river."

　　 Soshyang took out the map and searched it carefully, and found that there was an underground river about three kilometers to the right of the current location.

　　 However, that area has collapsed many times. Many passages are closed, and only three passages can reach it.

The nearest passage to them must pass through a small gathering place for miners, and there is also a small mechanical repair shop dedicated to repairing those mining equipment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ More importantly, it is in that area on the map. A big red cross was drawn.

　　 Although the Ministry of Justice does not know what these symbols represent, they speculate based on their own experience that what they represent is likely to be "danger."

　　 further guessed that that area might be an alien nest.

　　 If they want to make a detour, they have to pass through three excavation areas, then use the shaft to change floors, and then walk 2 kilometers, which may take more than five times the former.

　　Efficiency or safety?

　　 Soshyang explained this question to Saul again, hoping to get an opinion.

　　 Thor held the sword with both hands, thought for a while, and then replied:

　　 "Do you think it was accidental that we got here all the way?"

　　 Soshyang thought for a while and shook his head.

　　 "No, but I can't give a reason for this."

　　 "Since our first encounter with the aliens, they seem to have consciously led us to this path. In fact, they have better ambush methods and opportunities. If there is no accident, the explosion was also caused by them."

　　 "Reason?"

　　 "Intuition."

　　 "We are here to destroy them, it is impossible for them to be unclear."

　　 "Yes, but they also want us to come."

　　 Thor drew two parallel lines on the ground with his sword.

　　 "We are fighting here, they are fighting over there, and then they are blown up in the middle, what do you think is the most direct result?"

　　 Soshyang recalled the shadow that struck.

　　 "As a result... we will run into it head-on."