The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Two months later, a major event occurred in the Engels galaxy in the Stormwind Star Territory. A star knight cruiser suddenly appeared, and within a few hours a large space station belonging to a commercial guild was wiped out in the galaxy. The personnel were either turned into corpses or disappeared.

It turned out that the space station turned out to be the headquarters of the Blue Ants of the Star Pirates Group. The legal department of the star district arrived after hearing the news, but they had not collected much evidence because the astral knights wiped out this place as if they were venting their anger. , Which made the Ministry of Justice quite criticized Astarte's ultra vires.

But what no one knows is the coordinates of a dozen secret mining stations and the locations of several large empty warehouses that disappeared with the blue ants.

No one knew that the leader of this operation had been unconscious shortly after the operation was initiated, and was taken back to Nathan 4 in a panic by the recruits to receive Valier's treatment.

However, after the pharmacist checked, he found that Talos was not as simple as being in a coma. His actual situation was much worse than it seemed.

"The Charles is dead, what are you going to do?"

"Talos? Talos?"

"What happened to the Soul Hunter?"

"Forget it, leave him alone."

"He should need a funeral."

Talos knelt beside his brother's body, saying nothing or thinking about anything.

Charles's mutilated body hardly looked like a warrior, he was just a shattered thing made up of torn pieces of flesh.

"brother--"

After a long time, he whispered to Charles:

"A hero's funeral is waiting."

Talos stood up and walked to his weapon rack, where there was an old flamethrower, and its unlit nozzle emerged from the wide mouth of a brass demon.

He never liked this weapon, and he rarely used it since he took it from the warrior of a dead emperor's son.

But now he needs to use it, Talos picked up the flamethrower and activated the indicator light with a click of his thumb.

The flamethrower made a hissing sound in the room, and an angry wax flame glowed dazzlingly in the darkness.

He slowly aimed the weapon at Shire's body, breathing in the smell of blood and the chemical smell of old oil from his brother.

Charles was by his side when Talos killed for the first time, and when the gang war swept the city, he and him depended on each other, always swearing, always the first to shoot, the last to ask questions, always confident, never regretting.

They have never liked each other, because brotherhood does not require friendship, only loyalty.

They stand back to back, even if the entire galaxy is burning-forever brothers, never being able to be friends, and walking together to the end on the road of traitors.

The flames hissed in the spreading silence.

"If there is **** in this world."

Talos said painfully:

"You are heading there now, I believe I will see you there soon, brother."

He pulled the trigger, and chemical flames roared out suddenly, sweeping Shire's body in a short time.

The ceramics were burnt dimly, and the flesh and blood melted.

He glanced at Shire's blackened skull for the last time. The substances were decomposing. The rancid smell of the burnt human flesh made the disgusting air even more unpleasant.

Suddenly, in Talos' shocked gaze, Charles' corpse suddenly sat up, and the almost split head turned to Talos in a weird manner at ninety degrees.

"You...must...return to...the Eye of Fear..."

Talos took a step back in shock. He opened his mouth, trying to say something, but he felt that his throat was pinched from behind.

The moment the whole person was lifted up, Talos twisted his head back, and then he saw a pale and evil smiling face with eternal gloom and sadness.

"My...Father!"

The original body of the Eighth Legion pinched Talos in his hand, and then let out a hissing whisper.

"You betrayed our ideas, you and your cubs are polluting the soul of the entire legion...you have succumbed to the decaying throne, sad boy."

"Do not--"

Talos opened his eyes abruptly and saw a big nasty face hanging over his head.

"Are you awake?"

"Valiel, stay away from me!"

Valier took a step back, placing the syringe in his hand on the medical tray next to him, and picking up a glass of energy drink Lei Bi.

"Just an hour before you woke up, Soshyang had just come to see you. This is the third time he came to see you during your coma. This legion commander takes you very seriously."

"What do you want to say."

Talos sat up, took the cup, and drank the liquid filled with bubbles. At this moment, he was almost naked, only a pair of black shorts. The strong muscles, the nerve interface and the criss-crossing scars were all exposed under the operating lamp. .

"Perhaps because I once told him that every time you are in a coma, it means you see something very important."

"You are wrong, he is not a man obsessed with predictions, because he often sees things himself."

Talos turned and sat on the edge of the bed, his legs hanging on the ground.

"And my memory is a jagged plateau and shadow, mature for a while~www.wuxiaspot.com~and empty for a while, I am not even sure that I have seen the future, what I remember—a little thing is like a rope of fate entangled. Together, it is no longer a prophecy, at least not as I understand it."

If there was anything that surprised Valler, he didn't show it.

"Well, at least your condition scares your **** enough, I doubt if they have already cried for you."

"What happened after I was in a coma?"

"Ah, you should be able to imagine that those recruits think you have been attacked by some witchcraft or spirit. They are in a rage and plan to kill everyone in that group of star thieves, and they are acting very fast."

Talos frowned slightly, which was not what he wanted to see.

Valer laughed suddenly.

"I have to say that the little guy named Sablin has a hand. When you were in a coma, he was able to restrain the little guys who were already going crazy, and quickly summoned the leaders of the recruits when the massacre began. Together, a small temporary command organization was formed, which saved the lives of the remaining half of the living."

Talos was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"He always surprises me."

"Yes, you have found an excellent heir for Shire's genetic seed."

Hearing these words, the Prophet shook his head.

"The Shire is the Shire, he is him, and the genetic seed is a dead thing. It has no soul and no witchcraft. It will never affect the independent personality of the transplanter."

"Oh? That's not necessarily."

Valer turned around and pulled out a notebook from the cabinet behind him.

"For example, we can talk about your genetic seed."

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