God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"The smell of this place is really weird."

In the communicator, Almin’s complaints sounded.

"Soldier, concentrates one's mind, you are on a mission."

Soshian immediately interrupted the chatter, but what Almin said was true. The smell of this place is indeed Not so good, even the helmet filter is difficult to eliminate.

It was mud mixed with rotting plants, and there was a lot of sweat and silt odor. Even when Soshian was a mortal, he rarely experienced this odor.

When he became a Space Marine, he smelled the most holy oil for equipment maintenance every day.

In daily life, the servants will also clean up the Astartes' space spotlessly, let alone corrupt garbage.

But now, they seem to be walking in a huge garbage dump.

On the way to leave the square to go to the church, they had to pass through a residential area, where the ordinary residents of the city lived, including artisans and various people who served the landlords.

But even for such a group of people, their living conditions are very terrifying.

When the hardened road reaches these, it disappears, replaced by a soft mud road.

It may be fine for an ordinary person to step on it, but if the heavy Astarte steps on it, then there is a high probability that the whole foot will sink.

However, West was very thoughtful. He asked the guards to tear down the annex houses and spread those huge wooden beams on the ground to form an artificial trail. Astarte Only then can it pass smoothly.

When they passed by, they also noticed demolished houses and residents who did not know what to do.

Soshian heard a soft sigh, but I don't know who made it.

"God Emperor is on!"

When the Astartes passed by, the city dwellers knelt down on both sides of the road, some lit candles, some took out In addition to the religious emblems treasured at home, some even took out all their property. If it weren’t for guards to separate them by the roadside, they would even hang the precious metals and jewelry to the noble angels. Body.

This is a relatively backward world, and the residents of this world are mostly pious and simple, and they are willing to give everything for a miracle.

The most common form of expression of their faith is to use their own property as an offering.

"Very, I'm sorry, I made you laugh. They are all rural and country folks. I don't know the etiquette."

Besides the Astarte team, there are a lot of faces Laughing and jumping on the crossbar, West.

The angels walked a very stable path, not so easy under his feet, but this did not prevent him from following along all the way.

From beginning to end, Soshian ignored him.

Walking through the residential area, the church can already be seen.

Dangdang~Dangdang~

Suddenly, the bronze bell on the steeple rang to welcome the arrival of the God Emperor angel.

The road leading to the church is still very neat and rocky, with green trees and flowerbeds on both sides. In the gaps between these landscapes, you can see many thin and haggard people gathering.

They are refugees who have been driven out of the church and are completely homeless.

"Ah! The angels are here!"

"God Emperor is here! Can I kiss their boots..."

The look of a tall warrior Let these people gasp or scream. Most of them are sloppy, with layers of sweat and dirt staining them that are hard to call cloth pieces, and some people even don’t even have this piece of cloth. The exposed body was covered with dirt.

The temperature here is less than ten degrees late at night. Many people shivered in the cold wind, but did not move a step.

Similarly, when Astarte passed by them, these pitiful persons also knelt down and worshiped, and some even took out the last little humble belongings on their bodies and tried their best to face Astarte. Throw it where the Stats walked.

Considering their situation, this is likely to be their last property.

The tribulations of this life have made many people regard religion as their only spiritual comfort, for which they are willing to give everything.

Suddenly, Soshian stopped abruptly.

All the voices disappeared at the same time, and the mortals stared at the sculpture-like motionless giants.

Then, Soshian bent down and gently twisted a dusty mass from his feet with his fingers.

He didn't know what it was, but he noticed the frightened expression of a poor woman with disheveled hair and thin clothes on the right, and he hugged a six or seven-year-old boy.

The boy is so thin, there is almost no meat on his body, and his dirty skin is tightly attached to his bones.

Soshian turned his head again and looked at the jeweled landlords and city councillors who followed all the way on the road on the left.

The two really belong to the same species?

"I'm very sorry! I'm very sorry!"

West immediately, like a frightened chicken, turned at Soshian's crazy nodded, and then waved vigorously at the guards. Yelled:

"Let you get rid of all the rubbish! Are they blind!"

Knowing that the troubled guard turned around immediately, the refugees yelled at them. Reluctantly, they got up one after another and decided to immediately, as did the woman, but the child in her arms was still staring at the thing in Soshian's hand.

"Mother, I'm still hungry..."

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and everyone stopped moving, like a freeze-frame image.

Soshian then hung the high explosive pistol back on his lap, turned and walked towards the woman.

The approach of a Demi-God made the woman panic, but she did not dare to move. The child in her arms also held back the urge to cry, and fear enveloped the group of mothers and children.

Many people closed their eyes, afraid to watch the bloody scene that happened next.

But then, everyone was stunned.

Demi-God bent down, spread his palm, and the dusty thing lay quietly on it.

The woman was frightened and didn't dare to move. She was short and thin, only to Astarte's waist. When Demi-God leaned over, she felt like a mountain collapsed towards her. .

But the boy in her arms seemed to make hunger overcome fear, leaned out at a very fast speed, grabbed Soshian's hand over, and then bit with keen interest pleasure. .

"Is this, food."

Demi-God spoke, wading through the eardrums of people around him like a rolling thunder.

"Yes..."

"Honorable adults, this is the relief ration we sent them."

I didn’t wait for the woman to say the second one. Word, West intervened.

"It’s noisy outside, and they have no livelihood. The God Emperor taught us to take care of the same kind, so we provide them with the lowest living relief free of charge. This thing is called good food, which contains grains and some plants. We also often eat this staple food, the taste is not bad, it is very special

relentless..."

"I didn't ask you."

Soshian whispered After drinking the other party's words, he turned to the woman.

She squatted for a long time, and finally said a word.

"Thanks to God Emperor's blessing, it's okay..."

She thought about it again, and said lowly:

"Eat everything Come, we can do everything... we are used to it, we can eat, but some people are still making trouble, and the hearts of the people are broken..."

West then laughed, but Soshian said next , Let his expression freeze.

Demi-God pointed to the thing in the boy's arms, and said in a low voice:

"That thing, obviously most of it is mud."