The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"so be it."

Huron leaned down, grabbed his throat, and pulled his jaw until he felt the bones and flesh tear apart.

His brother, his own brother, cleanly pulled his head and spine out of his body, and then turned his face over so that he could clearly see his **** remains.

He wanted to scream, but couldn't make a sound, because his mouth had lost contact with anything that could make a noise.

"You should also be reborn and reinvented, just like us."

As Huron spoke, he handed his silently screaming head to a tech heresy in a black robe.

The nightmare began.

He was still sober in the subsequent steps, but he didn't know whether these black acolytes worked in this terrifying hall for a few days, weeks, or months?

But they buried his little remnants in a **** beast.

When the controllers of his new body's life support system and weapon system were connected to his brain, spine, and the demonic creations used to control his actions, pain continued to hit him.

The last system activated was his PA array, which allowed him to finally release the long-suppressed horror scream, which caused the six acolytes to die slowly and painfully, blood gurgling from their broken skull. .

When the acolytes retreated, his brother, his own brother, came to see him, just as he came to visit him in the previous prison.

Huron looked up and down his new body, with a smile on his face.

"Well, everything will go according to plan."

His brother, his own brother, talked and circled him, checking every part.

"The hypocritical empire will eventually burn under our anger, come with me, my brother! You and I will work together to erase our stains and let us become masters of our destiny again."

Poor fool, this is his only thought.

Huron has never been the master of fate, he has always been just a slave of fate.

"And now, you are ready to fight side by side with your brother. It won't be long before the empire will tremble with your anger."

His brother, his own brother, gestured to an acolyte.

"But now, you must rest. When I need you, I will come to you again."

He wanted to smash the place where the hateful guy was standing, and take revenge for the other side to make him look like this.

But before he did it, the acolyte turned off the power of the **** beast.

And his brother, his own brother, strode out of the hall, leaving only those voices and eternal pain with him.

That silver-gray soldier, what is he doing?

"This----"

Soshyan envisioned countless possibilities.

The opponent may ambush heavy soldiers in the central control room, or set up some fixed traps, or destroy this place.

But what he never expected was that the other party would actually drop this thing--

A **** beast!

When they broke in, the entire center had become a slaughterhouse, shredded machine servants and mortal servants wiped out everywhere, and a crazily roaring crimson behemoth was rampaging inside.

"Be careful, this **** beast is not simple, it's unusually large, and it's harder to deal with than all I've seen before."

Talos reminded in a low voice, Soshyan also took a closer look, and found that the size of this **** beast was indeed unusually large, almost as big as two fearless ones.

The so-called **** beast is the fearlessness that is corroded by the power of chaos and the mind is swallowed by madness and anger.

Being buried in a **** beast is considered a huge curse. Over time, the flesh and blood of the remnant body will fuse with the metal of the machine that buried it.

Most of the **** beasts were in a state of complete mental madness even before the metal prisons that imprison them and the flesh and blood buried in them were fused together, and they were in a creepy madness with despair and anger for a long time. It erodes them.

During the battle, the sarcophagus loaded with the driver will be disassembled, and the driver's remains will be dragged out of the armor shell and let him lie motionless and roar in the dark.

In a non-combat state, the **** beast will be locked like a beast to prevent the broken soul of its driver from suddenly driving him crazy. When the Chaos Legion encounters an enemy they consider to be tricky, the **** beast will be released, and the **** The madness of the chaotic star warrior in the beast will burn more violently when he wakes up from dormancy.

Once it enters the battlefield, it will transform into a wild beast that is irrespective of enemy and us, venting its mad anger in all places it passes.

So even for the Chaos forces, the use of **** beasts is the last resort.

And this **** beast also noticed the new intruder for the first time, and it immediately ran at a speed that was extremely disproportionate to its size.

"Destroy it!!"

Soshyang gave an order, and the **** beast was immediately attacked by a shower of bullets.

The explosive bombs bounced away uselessly. Only the plasma burst on the beast, which only caused its armor to rise and fall unnaturally, but failed to cause any substantial damage.

This extraordinary defense made Soshyang frowned.

"what happened?"

"Damn! I just saw that its original material turned out to be a Leviathan Fearless! Huron is such a lunatic!"

Upon hearing Talos' words, Soshyan's heart immediately tightened.

Leviathan Siege Intrepid is a large-scale interstellar warrior fearless mech, used by the Astarte Army during the Great Expedition and Horus Rebellion.

This giant fearless was born in the late period of the Great Expedition, and the number of constructions is very limited. It was secretly developed by the empire without the support of the Mechanic Cult.

Its huge body structure is a mixture of multiple technologies, some of which can be traced back to the legacy of the dark technology era ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The resources to make these war machines are almost equivalent to making a knight.

This heavy-duty Dreadnought mech is much taller than the later cast iron Dreadnought, and its combat effectiveness is amazing.

Those few Leviathans who survived to the forty-first millennium are ancient and terrible legacy. They are rarely mentioned, and they are rarely deployed on the battlefield. They are awed and awed by the battle group that owns them. fear.

But it is difficult for outsiders to know that the ancient warriors buried inside must be tortured and tortured. Leviathan’s unique special mechanism will drive them to the edge of madness, and the fearless pilots are trapped in the machine itself. In the nightmare created, these veterans buried in Leviathan's sarcophagus will eventually be destroyed by the tremendous pressure exerted by Leviathan.

and so

Only the war leader has the right to release these terrifying machines in war, because Leviathan's fearless attacks and killings are completely determined by their dark will, just like their commander.

A Leviathan **** beast?

Soshyang's head couldn't help but began to swell and hurt.