The Emperor’s Angel of Death

When the blast door of the secret compartment opens, the sound is very similar to hydraulic grinding.

Less than a second after Ditrian saw Valler, he smelled a very strong smell, enough to produce a sensation of lewd flesh—when the bulkhead opened—it was almost hitting him at the moment.

His mechanical artificial eye even automatically activated the shielding function, because the smell penetrated the soft tissues of his eyes, choking his throat, and irritating his little skin with a nauseating damp warmth. .

Even cursing is a mistake, because as soon as the air hits his taste detection system, it becomes a smell.

"I'm going to start screaming."

The mechanical heresy said to the traitor of the red pirate.

The "corpse" on the operating table groaned, breathless, and could no longer scream.

There was so little left that even Dietrian could no longer be sure of its original state.

The pharmacist turned his head to look at the mechanical cultists who were "returning evil to righteousness", the blade in his hand was wet and red.

There are four bodies around him, dripping water after peeling them, and they are hung around the table in the middle with dirty chains.

Valer could see Dieterian's eyes flashing against the hanging corpse, and then explained their existence with an unusually calm voice.

"They are still alive, and their pain seeps into the screaming induction device."

The renegade pharmacist used the **** knife to scratch the prisoner's skin.

"Now it has matured and swelled because of pain. They no longer use their throats, tongues and lungs to beg for death... but I can hear their whispers touching my soul, but the good times are not long. It’s very near the end, what do you want to say, Bishop?"

"They are all your former comrades-in-arms brothers, you don't want to say anything else?"

"Oh, of course, when I cut them apart, I kept chatting with them about the past, which really offset some of the boring feeling of monotonous work."

Dieterian snorted, and his contempt for the traitor who jumped repeatedly went deeper.

The few being slaughtered by him were the red pirates who had been captured on the Nathan 4, and some of them had previously died of serious injuries.

As for why to torture them like this--

It takes a victim to start screaming. Mortals can’t do it. Their souls are too fragile, so they generally use Star Whisperers.

But there are also more suitable sacrifices than the Star Whisperers.

For example, Astarte.

As to whether Soshyan knows all this, Dietrian is not very sure, because the battle commander has never paid attention to this instrument, and he has not even looked at it, but he personally speculates that the battle commander is too much. I should know a little bit.

Most of the time, the screaming is in charge of Saivita, but the crow prince is very interested in this instrument and praised it as a great invention.

But this time, it was Talos who issued the start order, just like in the past.

Dieterian walked between the living dead locked with chains, and between the operating tables on which they lay—Valle’s job was actually to make the corpse live a little longer.

Each body is nothing like a human being, it is simply a combination of muscle tissue and stripped veins, twitching at the last moment.

All the red pirates lost their tongues, lips, hands and noses. Everywhere was completely destroyed, and every place was desecrated like never before.

He was walking past a living monument full of fear and pain: these vices came from the fantasy dreams of the Eighth Army.

Post-technical heresy

Looking back at the rubble, if he saw the pride in his eyes at that moment, he would no longer be able to bear the existence of this traitor who jumped repeatedly.

Even he couldn't understand why Soshyang wanted to keep this guy.

"not enough....."

A minute later, Dietrian said in a low voice, overwhelming the deep moaning and beating of the pulse tracker.

"It's not enough to deal with such a large fleet."

"Then—"

Valer tilted his head and looked at the mechanical bishop.

Dietrian issued a model, and then the cabin door opened again, and a team of pilots walked in. They carried a dozen star warriors whose power armor had been stripped and restrained their hands and feet. Some of them had their bodies. There have been mutations, most people have suffered war injuries with mutilated limbs, and some people have suffered severe head injuries.

Obviously, they are all red pirates captured on the battlefield.

When the red pirates saw the scene inside, their eyes widened in horror.

They expected various results, but never included this.

These people are really loyalists of the empire! ?

"Oh, new item, this is great, just give me a little time."

On the way to the operating table, a red pirate passed by Valier, suddenly grabbing his leg.

"Valiel... I know it's you, this voice."

The red pirate, who had broken one arm and one leg, swallowed a mouthful of blood before he even spoke.

Then he held it tighter.

"Valle! I am Tedley, I saved your life in Badab!"

"Remember, of course."

Valer lowered his head and said to him:

"Now, please take your hand away."

But the desperate Red Pirate held on tighter.

"Don't do this! Don't leave me here, let me go, I swear I won't say it! I saved you once!"

The pharmacist looked down at the wounded comrade, who had also fought side by side in the past.

The soldier’s face was half-hidden in the blood-washed and burned tissue, revealing his skull. One of his arms stopped at the biceps, and one leg was left with only fleshy stems, which oozes from where his knees once stood. The liquid.

"Remove your hand."

Valer repeated it again.

"Our party will discuss this matter again, Tedley, you know very well that I don't like being touched."

But the Red Pirates just held on tighter.

"Valiel, listen to me..."

Valer bent down, squeezed the warrior's hand with his own, and pulled the opponent's finger back.

But the red pirate still held it firmly, like the last straw in the hands of a drowning man.

Valer didn't say a word afterwards~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The laser cutter and bone saw were deployed directly on the medical guard.

Next second,

The soldier roared loudly.

"Did you just learn something?"

Valer asked with a smile.

"You disgusting bastard! Bastard! Traitor! I curse you! I will curse you even if I die!!!"

The pharmacist chuckled and threw the broken hand into the corner.

"Prepare a life-enhancing device."

Valer took a breath of stale air, walked to the nearest table, and finally took off his helmet.

"In order to repay your kindness, I will make you the first."

He whispered to the vague flesh and blood that was once a comrade, the man turned his eyes to him with the last bit of strength, raised his wet eyes and looked at the eyes of the pharmacist, looking at a completely forgotten place——