The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　Standard Imperial Calendar, 930.M41

　　 The human empire, the solar star field, the planet Urk

　　 The era of the glory of the spirit race has passed, and since she discovered this, this familiarity is indisputable.

　　 When the need becomes indulgence, when the bloodshed changes from for a greater purpose to satisfying one's desire.

　　 Is their existence a necessity or an indulgence?

　　 Then, Veronica, the war witch of Usvi in ​​Ark World, expelled these nasty thoughts.

　　 There will be time to reflect, but not now.

　　 She grabbed the staff, and the psionic crystal spear buzzed in her hand, focusing her attention on the surrounding environment.

　　Concentrating for a moment, she controlled her psychic perception and was restricted to the sealed transport unit of the Storm Snake Tank.

　　 The hull throbs with graceful white-green psychic energy. The quiet and stable gravity tank is concealed under a powerful shield. Its thrust vector engine or flashing transmission energy will only emit slight vibrations.

　　 Surrounded by black watchers, they were thinking about the same thing, looking forward to the sound and anger when they landed and launched a surprise attack.

　　 Fighting, waiting for them.

　　 She foresaw it.

　　 Veronica's long fingers held her stick tightly, and she hadn't waved it in a long time.

　　 The hum of the crystal is gradually increasing.

　　 The report of the first contact is displayed on the communication link.

　　 The Hornets have already harvested a lot of lives, using their high mobility to induce Ok to advance to the predetermined ambush location.

　　Although the Ark World has done its best to prevent this action from being noticed by humans, their time is not well, because there is a human outpost here. If the time is too long, there may be variables——

　　 Although she has not seen any change in the line of fate.

　　 The battle court to which Veronica belongs moved quickly from the east, passing low and fast through rocky canyons and pillars, and then over the hills. Three neat phalanxes and galloping gravity tanks gleamed under the scorching sun.

　　 In her consciousness, she had seen Ok's flanks turning to the red ruins made by star darts and lasers, and black blood and burning iron splashed on the dry ground.

　　 She has already seen through everything.

　　 All this is doomed, in an inevitable form.

　　Veronica knew that this matter was very important to her, and planned to join the game to give full play to her abilities.

　　 "We are in position, War Witch."

　　 The Storm Serpent's driver said through the connection, Veronica nodded to the watchmen in the black helmets around her.

　　 She didn't say anything, but her spirit touched their souls all the time.

　　 Then, the rear hatch of the Storm Snake tank opened smoothly.

　　 When Veronica came down from the hatch lightly, the lens of her phoenix helmet adjusted to the awe-inspiring light in her eyes, while the staff sang in her hands.

　　 In the unrealistic vision, all around her are the aura of fighting fever.

　　The attack of the spirit race slammed into the flanks of the Ork group like a gun, piercing deeply before breaking.

　　The warrior squad and the howling banshee's ferocious avengers have left their transport units, and those falcon tanks and flame crystal tanks have begun to quickly destroy the Ork vehicles, creating mass deaths.

　　 Star darts sang in the air to curb Ok's roar. These green-skinned lower creatures were in chaos and were torn to death one by one.

　　 "We have attracted their attention."

The captain of 　　 Howling Banshee said during the connection, while Veronica was still in the Storm Snake Tank.

　　 The watchmen around her waited, their minds stabilized, and they looked forward to the voice and enthusiasm when landing a surprise attack.

　　 "It's not time yet--"

　　 When the watchmen spread out around her, Veronica suddenly spoke, and they stopped neatly.

　　 "It's not now."

　　 When the Storm Snake moved toward the reorganizing Occan Front, the green and white robe wrapped her tightly.

　　 She could feel their confusion, densely arranged in the hot air.

　　 But now is not the time to rush into battle, she has already paid for her impulse once, and that rainy night will often appear in her dreams——

　　 And for some reason, the one who appeared with that rainy night had a face covered with rain, a face full of hypocrisy and justice that made her sick.

　　 She thought it was a sequelae of her reckless action to hit the opponent's soul directly. She had asked the Great Prophet, but the Great Prophet told her that this was not abnormal.

　　 But the big prophet also warned her that she must not tell a third person what she saw in the human mind, even the lords of the Ark.

　　Veronica remembered the teachings of the Great Prophet, but couldn't change the fact that a lower creature often appeared in her mind, and she often felt distressed and resentful about it.

　　 Before starting her job, she didn’t have such a big prejudice against humans, but with the increase in contact, she discovered that humans are really totally unreasonable creatures——

　　 They will not accept any help from Veronica and her race, and will open fire at them whenever they can.

　　 This is what a dirty human would do.

　　 She has no interest in them and their stupid hatred.

　　 Just as she was thinking, the Oukes who had been reformed also noticed the Storm Snake that had been following them.

　　Ok, who was holding the gun, started shooting, and a lot of flames passed her side. The pilot asked to close the hatch, but Veronica refused.

　　Ok’s shooting lasted only a few seconds before being overthrown by those shots from the Black Watcher.

The greenskins wailed and fell down. Their weak links, eyes, throat and joints were torn apart one by one. Ada's warriors easily killed these beasts~www.wuxiaspot.com~ before they realized what was happening. Before the matter.

　　 Then, Veronica also condensed her blade of nothingness, and cast it on those dirty green skins.

　　 The translucent psionic blade left her fingers with a terrible wailing, tearing a line of fire in the air.

　　Veronica's will control and guided the movement of the blade of nothingness, hitting the nearest Ouke, and knocking three green skins into the air with a terrible crunch in the blink of an eye.

Although she is still very young (spiritual standards), Veronica's talent is the highest among her peers, and even surpasses many war witches who have served for hundreds of years-many people believe her path in the future The road may reach the realm of Lord Phoenix.

After 　　 easily erased the three green skins, she smiled and waved her hand slightly, and the Blade of Void immediately vibrated and sent shocks at high frequencies, tearing the nearest green skin body.

　　 Blood splashed everywhere on the battlefield.

　　 Under normal circumstances, such a long distance would make the movement of weaker psionicists inconvenient, but it is as simple as not thinking for her.

　　 Her clasped fingers formed a secret seal from the gods of Ada.

　　 Then the Blade of Nothingness made a semicircle in the air, and then it was divided into two and two into four—until it became twenty-four pieces, swinging and rotating as if they were connected to each other.

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