The Emperor’s Angel of Death

After successfully entering into a covenant with Mag, Sarperdon immediately returned to their new flagship, a modified combat barge [Hate], which was originally a hulk floating in subspace.

Tubek was also on board with him, and the other nineteen wizards arranged by Magnus took a cruiser of Qianzi [Shadow Moon]. Obviously this time, the Crimson King was also off. , Not only out of people, but also out of the ship.

But now, Sarperdon needs to solve another problem.

In fact, he also talked a lot about Magnus, and he didn't know the exact location of the snow lotus blade.

But he was sure that one guy knew--

He walked quickly through the gloomy air of the secret prison, muttering scattered verses and fragments, and chanting chapters in the secret language book.

Unlike other areas of the flagship, there is no exquisite decoration in the secret prison, nor the horror totem that symbolizes the Second Army. No one can think that there is such a maze of stone and brick hidden under the magnificent lobby-dilapidated It's the main theme, and coldness is synonymous with it.

Along the way, wherever he went, there was only shadow, and the rusty candlestick flickered from time to time with blazing ghost fire, casting the cold light on the simple iron wall covered with runes.

The four appendages of Salperdon stepped on the ground. For some reason, a little water suddenly appeared on the floor that should be very dry, and the sound of splashing droplets started a rustling sound.

The pipes poked in the cracks of the twisted wall sprayed with steam, forming dim clouds on the heights. On any Astarte battleship, you can see the power of harmony and beauty, but in this place far away from goodness. , Ugly is the modifier suitable for it.

An important thing is being held in the secret law prison, and only a few high-level members of the war gang know the existence of this thing.

Two figures were chasing after Salperdon. They were Salperdon’s deputy Emil and Tubek. They passed the defense line pulled by the most astute turret servant unharmed. No It took a lot of effort to open the ancient door filled with the power of ether-the two robes dragged out a rapid rubbing sound behind their fast-walking feet.

Everyone was silent along the way, concentrating their minds attentively.

There are invisible crises hidden in the secret prisons, and even the most experienced psionicists must carefully establish a psychic defense line, lest sinister consciousness takes the opportunity to get into their minds.

Everyone walked into a room that was narrower than the other cabins-it was filled with a huge presence.

The three congregated people stood still and saluted, the surrounding wall lamps flickered and regained their vitality, and the dim light showed the real body of the clumsy body-an ancient fearless with piles of scars.

The fearless reactor roared, and the energy arc flashed and twisted on its broken ceramic steel armor, and soon a deep and harsh sound resonance came from its chest:

"Acting Commander of the Legion, Sarpedon."

The weather-beaten talker was in disrepair, and its distorted voice was distorted and unknown.

"Venerable Dan Yasos."

Salperdon bowed lightly to show respect, as did the two behind him. After all, they all knew that although Salperdon was the leader of the legion, the true leader was the ancient warrior.

"you……"

After a while, the lights in the fearless coffin flickered.

"See Magnus?"

"Yes, even though it is very different from what you remember."

"The power of subspace is enough to change all realities."

Salperdon nodded slightly, then his gaze went over Fearless, looking behind him,

"I must talk to it again."

Dan Yasos paused for a long time, and the sound of the working piston somewhere in the coffin broke the silence that enveloped everyone from time to time.

"Although it is not my turn to express my doubts to you, the current commander of the army."

Fearless finally spoke.

"But this is not the first time. You have already cooperated with this thing once, and every contact with it will invisibly increase the risk of its escape. Now it is a very important asset for the Legion."

Salperdon did not answer, and Tubek behind him was curious, who in the legion had the final say?

"Venerable, you must rely on it to find the snow lotus blade. We only know that the holy relic is in the solar star field, but the range is too large, and we don't have much time to search carefully."

After a moment of silence, Fearless opened the door and made way for everyone to lead to the arch.

Just as the three were about to enter the gate, the ancient fearless broke the silence for the last time.

"It's planning something."

Salperdon hesitated, he naturally understood the danger of the thing, otherwise he wouldn't let the ancient warriors come here to garrison.

"It's no longer safe here?"

"It's safe in the physical realm."

"What about in the spiritual realm? Do we need to add another shielding ceremony?"

"Although I have never found evidence that it has broken through the sixfold proverbs, but the servants are constantly having problems, especially those cursed humanoids embedded in the walls of the arch-they have gone down. A lot of machines."

Salperdong suppressed the anger that ignited in his chest, and barely held the balance of emotion in his chest.

"You have never mentioned this before. Why don't you report it to me?"

"I understand those things."

There is an inexplicable meaning in the tone of the ancient warrior.

"There is no danger here. I have checked the state of Proverbs' Binding over and over again-it is completely unimpeded. No matter what it is planning, it will fall short. The reason why I am only telling this now is only because I feel that you also understand this. reason."

"It's..... The creation of the Crystal Labyrinth~www.wuxiaspot.com~How can it be ‘not dangerous’? How did you know about cursing the humanoid down?"

"It's very simple. They are dead. The soulless humanoids are half-living machine servants who rely on intestinal nutrition to survive. Therefore, they don't have to move around for supplies. But when they stop breathing, I can still feel the soul realm. The slight agitation that occurred, according to common sense, a soulless humanoid can last for several years, but in the past few months, I have had people replace several."

Salperdon frowned and looked up along the crumbling wall in the arch. Astarte's enhanced vision made it easy for him to see the servant who hung in the air: a bony body and pale skin. , The bald scalp from which the brain lobe was cut off poke a bunch of oily black pipelines.

Although the ribs were cut off and turned into tools made of flesh and blood, he was still breathing slowly.

Their unconscious brains are loaded with simple and easy-to-understand tasks—throwing a net of heaven and earth that is too large to contain them, and the extremely high intensity of inhibition makes it difficult for Sarperdon to even carry effective psionic energy.

This is not a simple psionic suppression system. This system comes from the era of the Great Expedition and is specially used to imprison those powerful psionic aliens.