The Emperor’s Angel of Death

When Soshyan and Veronica left the ruins of the old human beings, with bursts of dazzling light, the unpredictable vast land replaced the black icy void around them.

In front of them appeared a dilapidated city that had been ravaged by natural disasters, covered with slumped towers and aisles filled with rubble: as if the grand arches and viaducts falling from a height were stacked one after another, twisted by their own mass. A bunch of them were smashed together on a huge rock without friends.

From Soshyang’s point of view, it should be a continent that was excavated from the planet’s mantle. It has drifted through the stars for countless years. The exquisite and magnificent scenery of the past seems to be right in front of you. Tens of millions fell, but the tragedy like the collapse of the sky turned it into maddening ruins, and the once glorious palace was also turned into countless fragments with the disaster, and it is no longer difficult to distinguish the previous appearance.

"... Ulanno's Oc empire plundered countless treasures and even buildings from many worlds, and decorated them in the world of its throne. Oc called it the "City of Conquest", described by the Great Prophet It is a "blood cave", and it should be called Nineveh in your human language."

Stepping onto the capital of the largest Greenskin Empire in the past, Soshyang couldn't help feeling a little bit. In the era of the turbulent expedition, how many such powerful alien empires fell apart under the iron fist of the Emperor.

The empire at that time was so vibrant and unmatched.

Among the many ruins, only one was particularly conspicuous in the dilapidated depression everywhere: a relatively complete building at that time, several ivory white towers with a graceful arc similar to the surrounding ruins, together holding a bright and dazzling one. The ball of light, meandering upward, points straight to the sky.

Veronica saw this scene and laughed in amazement:

"I didn't expect it to exist."

Soshyan retracted his gaze.

"What is this?"

"I heard from the Great Prophet that the former King of Ouke had a patron, and he even built an unparalleled palace for her, called the Sparrow Palace, and this high tower should be the core of the Sparrow Palace, the Golden Sparrow Top... .... It is said that when it was in its heyday, its dazzling brilliance was rare in the Milky Way, and it could be observed with the naked eye even if it was a few light years away."

"favorite concubine?"

Sosh raised his brows slightly.

"Does Green Leather have such a concept?"

"I don't know. This was mentioned by the great prophet accidentally. At that time, I also asked the same question as you, but he didn't explain it."

"It seems that your great prophet looks unpredictable even in front of his own people."

Veronica snorted and replied with disdain:

"How can your simple thinking understand the profound philosophy of language."

Soshyang didn't even bother to refute, but turned his attention to the ruins of the palace again.

The huge pagoda is shining with sparks and glare, and the center is constantly radiating shocking energy. It is not only a flower blooming on the ruins, but also a kind of coordinate: the edge and outline of the pagoda are ever-changing. The colorful glazed prisms intertwined and circled each other, stirring up a turbulent vortex in the air.

This spectacle is so fascinating that even Soshyan can hardly look away-it's amazing.

"How do I go next?"

After staring for a while, Soshyang turned his gaze back to Veronica, and the spirit girl had already taken out the map.

"Next...there is no way around, we have to go through the bird palace."

After that, the two went deep into the ruins of the palace. At this time, Soshyang discovered that in addition to the broken tiles of the towering buildings, the ground was also inlaid with large and small damaged ships: up to the imperial navy specifications. There are all kinds of warships, down to rough fighters driven by greenskins.

Soshyan has recognized at least a dozen different types of hulks, and the weathering of the hull is also very different.

Undoubtedly, the war experienced here was extremely tragic and large in scale, otherwise there would not be so many starships falling here.

A building in the ruins caught Soshyan's gaze: at first he thought he had seen it before, but soon he secretly rejected this idea.

The structure next to this dilapidated building resembles a passage. A wide main road that winds and snakes successfully arched away the debris piled up into a mountain, but luckily it was not buried deeply by the heavy ruins.

"There is a weak psychic response here, and there are no obvious signs of pollution and toxicity. Even so, don't relax your vigilance. This area does not look very stable. The battle situation is changing rapidly. Pay attention to the situation."

Veronica kindly reminded that Soshyan did not answer, and he would actually pay attention without the other party saying more.

Soshyang walked quickly across a weathered and damaged ladder and stepped onto a platform about thirty meters high, with Veronica closely behind him. During this process, the storm bomb on Soshyang's arm was always on standby, ready to fire at any time.

"This kind of building structure—"

Standing on the edge of the platform, Veronica murmured, and pointed with a sword in her hand to a collapsed ruin that was suspected to have been a theater-the crooked semicircular platform can still see layers of dust-covered seats.

"It's a form we often use, and it must have been plundered by Green Skin from some kind of Ark World."

Soshyang's gaze swept across the heavy walls, and finally landed on the top circle of seats. Several solitary curved partitions at both ends lost the cover of the overhead canopy, and soared upward to point towards the sky.

Although the surrounding ruins were extremely wide, the pale clouds of smoke that filled the two men's heads obscured the pitch-black void.

He looked around the rows of stone seats, thinking about a question, but why in the depression, only this circular theater stood out?

"Don't waste time, let's go."

Veronica spoke behind him:

"We don't have much time."

Soshyan turned around from the edge of the platform and looked into the distance. This place made him feel very different.

He raised his head and looked at the tower of light illuminating the ruins.

"I still need some time. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

He squatted down and gently touched the ancient rock with his hand.

In an instant, the originally dilapidated stage became magnificent, wrapped in gloom, there was only a beam of light on the stage, making the whole picture seem to be covered with a layer of veil.

He couldn't remove the veil, he could only see a stunning figure dancing gracefully. She had a pair of wings, but she had a figure that did not belong to any human female.

With a light jump, her skirt began to fly, and the turquoise skirt brought out a mysterious and suffocating blue shadow in the deep light and shadow, glowing brightly.

Then she raised her hand to reveal a little bit of snow white, but before she could see clearly, she hugged the pipa half-hiddenly, and the tight-fitting top also showed a dazzling figure in the rotation, and her chest became full. , Every turn, I was so horrified that they could not support it, and would gush out, and when it was down, the waist suddenly closed straight, but there was an arc at the lower nest, showing a different beauty, but still blatant There was a kind of temptation.

Then, there was another light jump. The heel of the shoe was lightly touched, like a dragonfly that swept the water, and gently stroked like that. Then the toe of the shoe propped on the ground, and arcs were drawn on the left and right, one circle after another. To profile.