The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 "If it was the old waaagh! A scared idiot like you can't survive."

　　Bonebreaker was lecturing, ignoring the giggly guy, suddenly a fart pointed at the sky.

　　 "Boss——"

　　 "You are the whitest scared person I have ever seen, you--"

　　 "Boss!"

　　 fart screaming, pointing frantically.

"To shut up!"

　　 He kicked the **** away, and suddenly an explosion in the distance tore a large number of boys, and the corpse flew up.

　　 The sky is burning, tracing countless tracks, making up for the frightening black spots.

Predator bombers are carrying fierce firepower on the greenskins that besie Hades. Although they have paid a certain price, their gains are worthwhile. Hundreds of thousands of greenskins were wiped out in the first wave of bombing, and countless wars. The machine fell apart and fell apart.

　　 But the Bonecrusher was not very worried, he turned and stared at the beast Jimede who was tinkering with a huge machine.

"Done yet."

　　 "It's over, boss! This thing is old, but it's still easy to use."

　　 Da Jiba turned around and proudly patted the machine. This thing looked like a huge sphere, shining with black light.

　　Bonecrushers stared at the machine.

　　 "You better make sure it is useful!"

　　 Just as he spoke, a ray of light flickered from reality, and the sphere began to vibrate at high speed.

　　 "Boss, this thing has been digging for a few months and repaired for a few months. It will definitely work!"

　　 "Okay, let me see how powerful our empire was back then!"

　　The war in the sky is still in full swing, the air is filled with shrapnel and the thunder of guns, the holy blood angel's aircraft will soon join the battle, and the soldiers have also been prepared in the airdrop cabin, ready to give the green skin a fatal blow.

　　 But suddenly, the sky began to dim, and metal creations resembling spikes pierced the crust of the main continent one after another, releasing energy into the sky.

　　 Almost for an instant, the wind screamed, lightning dashed through the sky, and the earth spewed thousands of tons of ash into the sky.

　　 The imperial aircraft was violently impacted by strong winds, the air intake was blocked by sand, the instrument was burned by electronic emissions, visibility was also reduced, and a thick dust cloud formed around it.

　　 Along with the vibrating thunder, the flash of thunder and lightning periodically illuminates the atmosphere, and the imperial aircraft are forced to disperse.

　　 Then, they saw an astonishing scene, a huge shield slowly rising, covering the entire main continent of Armageddon!

"what happened!"

　　 Looking at the battle report below, Dante almost lost his voice in surprise.

　　 "It seems Ouke is using some mysterious technique."

　　 Calistarius slowly expressed his thoughts, but Randall, who was also reading the battle report, shook his head.

　　 "In such a short period of time, even if Oke has the ability to reach the sky, he can't build a Void Shield system that can cover the entire continent."

　　 "Captain Randall, do you mean..."

　　 "Their activation is probably Armageddon’s original planetary defense system."

　　 "Impossible!"

　　The founding master of the Holy Blood Angels, Silver Karel, immediately objected.

　　 "I have reviewed Armageddon's defense system. There is no such a planetary void shield system. This system is rare even in the empire, and it is only deployed in a few key fortress worlds."

　　 "I think it's not impossible what the Commander of Landauer said."

　　 Dante finally spoke, and with unquestionable authority, the others stopped suddenly.

　　 He looked at Landauer and said slowly:

　　 "What do you seem to know?"

　　 "Not many, this planet is very old, there are many secrets, specific information...maybe we have to ask the mechanical bishop here."

　　 "The offensive right now."

　　 "Orbital bombing has no effect, we have to choose, whether we want to concentrate our efforts to liberate a nest city first."

　　 This is a multiple-choice question, which should have been decided by Randall, because he is currently the acting lord commander of the Armageddon Theater.

　　 But now, he gives Dante the right to choose, which is also a kind of respect.

　　 Dante thought for a while, and finally said in a deep voice:

　　 "Concentrate your strength and save Haier Riches first, and Hades's side... can only let them bite their teeth and hold on for a while."

　　 "Team commander."

　　 Calistarius suddenly stood up.

　　 "After today's air raid, Greenskins will definitely speed up the attack. We can't sacrifice an entire nest. I'm willing to lead the team to support, just give me a small team."

　　 "Making a fool."

　　 "I think it works."

　　Randall came in suddenly.

"The Yarek political commissar of Hades Nest is a superb commander. It is not a problem to have him for a while. I am worried that Greenskin will use some psionic methods. The Calistarius brothers are also think tanks. With him, the success rate of the defense is very high, and the Soshyan Commander has already led the team to approach Hades from the ground. At that time, it will be up and down, and a coordinator will also be needed."

　　 After listening, Dante was silent for a while, and finally nodded, and said to Calistarius:

　　 "Well, then you will take your apprentice and Sergeant Misser's squad to support Hades, and you must guard it until the Soshyan Commander arrives."

"Yes!"

　　 Calistarius solemnly saluted Dante, then gave Randall a grateful look.

　　 "In that case, the White Templar and the Astral Knights should also send a team each."

　　Randall's words made Dante stunned for a moment, then nodded.

　　 "It's so good."

　　 Then he turned to Calistarius.

　　 "Go and prepare."

　　 After the think tank left, Dante shook his head and sighed slightly.

　　 "The Calistarius brothers are the least like think tanks."

　　 "After all, not everyone is as real as they are, are they?"

　　Randall still smiled.

　　 While on the ground, looking at the huge shield rising in the sky, the Bonecrusher smiled with satisfaction, but when he saw the surrounding men were in a daze, the smile on his face disappeared.

　　 "How long will your group of rice buckets stay here?"

　　 He yelled at the green skins around, and the boys immediately fled away.

　　 "Boss..."

　　 At this moment, the mad doctor Gosnik walked over, holding a huge metal fragment in his hand.

　　 "It's done."

　　 He handed the piece of metal to the bonecrusher, who then stared at the words on it.

　　 Greenpi has no words, they only use simple symbols to convey meaning, because they have no need for recording.

　　 But these words have the charm of a green-skin symbol, but they are completely different ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is the real meaning of the words.

　　 "I can't understand!"

　　 A few minutes later, the bonecrusher said straightforwardly.

"Old, boss, these are the words of my boss’s empire, and almost no kid can recognize it. I also learned it from a very old and very old shaman a long, long time ago. I have almost forgotten all these years. Up."

The mad doctor Gosnik pointed at the text tremblingly. These metal pieces were accidentally found by the boys from a private museum in Armageddon, and they were accidentally discovered by the bone crusher. He instinctively felt This may have something to do with their race, so I found a mad doctor, because it is almost the oldest green skin of Ulk.

　　 "It probably says that we lost in those days, but we didn't lose cleanly. The good things are all under the ground."

　　 "Which bottom?"

　　 "It's down here!"

　　 The mad doctor pointed to the ground under his feet.

　　Bonebreaker's eyes lit up. Since he was able to listen to Mao's instructions, he has always believed that he will be the king who reunifies the green skin.

　　 Now, this opportunity seems to have come. If the legacy of the ancient Greenskin Empire can be found, then his title of King of Oc will be worthy of his name!

　　 "What are you waiting for! Do it!"

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