The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Arek took another sip of the wine, filled it up, and drank again.

　　 Suddenly, he smiled and said to everyone:

　　 "Let me tell you a story, or a dream I had."

　　 When everyone was confused, the slightly drunk Alek had already begun his narration——

"Late yesterday, I stayed alone in a sultry room drinking wine, and then I found myself asleep. Since I assumed the responsibility of encircling the nest, I seldom slept, but yesterday, I had no reason. I fell asleep.... This is very abnormal. What's more abnormal is that I am still dreaming."

　　 He paused for a long time, perhaps hesitating whether to disclose these things, or weighing the value and danger of sharing these things.

　　 Everyone waited patiently.

　　 Finally, Arrick drank his glass and continued talking.

"What I saw is such a picture. Perhaps one of you occultists can explain the meaning. I am standing on a desolate plain swept away by the fire, and the smell of the super catalyst indicates This place was destroyed in the form of promethium. The hot soil exudes a lot of heat, which means that the shelling only ended for a few hours before the land was steamed... The sky was stained with gray and purple bruises, and the sun of this world was rising, and its rays were shining diagonally under the haze of war. At this time, a melted glow sprinkled on the ruins, illuminating the clouds above. Tuan also confuses my eyes."

　　Arik made a hiccup, seemingly contented.

"Uh... so I raised my left hand to cover my eyes, only to find that the armor was covered with thick soot and dust, everything was dirty, except for my sword. It was as spotless as if it had just been polished by a swordsman... .It reflects the rays of the sun, but it reflects back twice the light, even brighter than the Lord... There is no living thing here, and even soot covers every surface. I feel that I was really at the time. There, I feel that the dream is real, not the world after waking up."

　　 "It's really interesting."

　　Sir Webb suddenly intervened, and Arrick gave him a quick glance.

　　 "Dead, shut up."

　　 These words finally distorted the unchanging smile of Sir Webb and turned it into some kind of embarrassment, but Alek seemed to be really drunk, and he couldn't say anything.

　　 Then the drunk political commissar continued:

"The ground is full of charred bones, extending from under my feet on all sides, they are all carbonized, some terrible weapon turned their skins into powder, and the smell of burnt flesh suffocated me and suffocated me. It was wrapped so tightly that I thought it would haunt me for a lifetime... This was a vibrant world, but now it has been reduced to ashes, and then I saw some fragments scattered in the ashes, as if It is a fragment of the breastplate, the paint on it has been burnt off, and the nail itself has faded to iron gray due to the high temperature.

　　Aric shook his head, as if reluctantly recalling the scene.

"A piece of breastplate is lying on my feet, still retains a little color. I know I am dreaming, and I know what I will see when I pick it up, but the logic of the dream still forces me to bend down and take the piece of armour. Picked it up from the rubble, or so, it’s better to say that I’m just a bystander who is in charge of others...I carefully turned it over, and on the other side, it was almost burned out of sight, just like I As expected, it was an eagle emblem with a familiar medal on it. I was frightened and dropped the armor piece. It fell on the ground and shattered into countless pieces. Once again, that was the way of dreaming. It was only then that I noticed that the bones on the ground were so familiar, that it was myself."

　　 He took a deep breath, and inadvertently swept his eyes across his deputy.

"My soldiers and soldiers fell by my side, and their corpses were spread all the way to the end of the horizon. After realizing this, the dream revealed more details for me. I saw countless broken armors. There are countless skulls on corpses."

　　Aric was uncomfortable. He didn't look at those people, but stared at the scene in his memory.

"Which battlefield is this? I don't know, the identity of the enemy is also hidden from my eyes, but it turns out that this scene is just a scene that reality is about to take place...The sun is rising from above the clouds, However, the earth was shrouded in darkness. I suddenly had a terrible foreboding. A black wind blew by and lifted the ashes of the dead and flew to my face, so I tasted them burnt. The smell of meat, and there was a terrible howl in the wind."

　　Arik’s narration was full of emotions, and some women were trembling with fright.

"I started searching, but the sound got louder and louder, and then the second howl joined, then the third, the fourth... In countless howls, stepping out of the dark snow A green beast came out. It was the biggest one I had ever seen. It was almost as huge as an imperial knight. Its blood-red eyes and big mouth were burning....It came towards me, and I knew it was coming. Killed me, so I raised my sword and prepared to fight."

"and after?"

　　 I don't know whose voice is, but Yarek doesn't care.

"We fought together for a long, long time. Its breathing was like thunder, its fangs were like mountain peaks, and I had only storm-like fury... My battle with it even made the earth shake and the sky boiled. "

　　 "Did you beat it, my lord?"

　　Aric picked up the flask, but found that it was empty inside, and a worried expression appeared on his face suddenly.

　　 "It's too powerful, I can't beat it, but I found a chance to sacrifice an arm in exchange for a chance to pierce a sword into its throat."

　　 Looking at the empty glass jug, Alek shook it.

　　 "I woke up later and understood one thing. There is only one way to survive such a terrifying beast—"

　　 As he said, he let go of his hand, still falling to the ground with the flask, falling to pieces.

　　 "At all costs."

　　 Sir Webb was stunned, and just a few seconds after he was distracted, a big warm hand suddenly covered his mouth.

　　 Jon Abbott appeared behind him, and used a sharp tactical dagger to understate the throat of the rich man.

　　 For a moment, the audience was silent, except for the muffled hum of Sir Webb whose trachea was cut open, and the faint sound of blood splashing.

　　Arik didn't seem to see the same, but he just brought a fresh glass of wine from the machine servant as usual. Even if the other party's blood was sprayed on his body, he drank it calmly.

"what!!!!"

　　 Accompanied by the harsh female screams, the silence was finally broken, everyone panicked, but the bodyguards hadn't reacted yet.

boom------!

　　 Suddenly, the door was heavily opened from the outside, and at the same time the wreckage of several smoking armed servants also fell to the ground with them.

　　 "Go!"

　　Maike, holding a light explosive gun, walked in with a cigarette in his mouth. Behind him was a large group of gang elites armed to the teeth and covered in scars.

　　 Before the bodyguards on the second floor of the hall could react, a string of bullets flew behind him, shooting them down one by one and falling onto the smooth floor of the hall.

　　 Moiz showed up on the second floor with his crew and completely controlled the hall.

These two men are both Sir Webb’s white gloves, so they know the secret passage to Purplestone Manor. They used the emergency as an excuse to request a meeting with Sir Webb. While waiting, they suddenly violently killed the manor’s bodyguard, and then opened it. The channel was put into his little brother, and he went all the way in.

　　 When these militants appeared, the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, and everyone realized what had happened.

　　Arik threw away the glass, looked down at the dead Sir Webb, and said loudly:

　　 "We already have the evidence that he is an alien spy~www.wuxiaspot.com~Don't panic."

　　Of course, everyone knows this is a nonsense.

　　 "The first evil, I will not embarrass all the loyal citizens of the Empire."

　　Arik looked at everyone with a smile, his original drunkenness disappeared.

　　 "The proposal I just proposed, should everyone support it?"

　　 "Of course! Of course!"

　　 "Everyone should contribute to the empire!"

　　 "I donate! I donate all!"

　　 Seeing these high-class people are as humble as beggars at this moment, there is an inexplicable pleasure in Arek's heart, but he immediately warned himself not to indulge in power-and it is the power brought by violence.

　　 "Well, in that case, then I also tell you one thing."

　　 Yarek turned on the holographic display in the big picture, which showed that several large aprons on the upper floor of the nest were controlled by people in uniforms.

　　 "From today, without my permission, no aircraft will be allowed to leave the airspace of Chaodu, violators will be punished as treason, and the air defense forces have the right to shoot down!"

　　 Although everyone is dissatisfied, they are still quiet.

　　 "Then, let's do it, I said, if you want to defend the nest, you must be the same enemy, regardless of rank, and you will have your own posts in the future."

　　"Post——"

　　 A fat man wiped sweat on his forehead and smelled tremblingly:

　　 "What position is it?"

　　 The smile on Yarek's face is even brighter.

　　 "Of course it is a suitable position for everyone."