The Emperor’s Angel of Death

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, he woke up in an unspeakable utter darkness. He tried to get up and move, but found that he couldn't. He tried to breathe, but the row of tubes stuffed into his throat made him suffocate. .

He began to struggle, but he could only roll over at the level of consciousness. There seemed to be a raging dark sea. He was sinking and floating in the black sea water, and the icy sea water hit his face, making him unable to think. To countless faces—

Most of them have been forgotten by him, but there are still a few unforgettable remnants in the corner of his memory—

"I'm not a pirate, Aruhun, I'm just like you, I'm also a space warrior, from the Starclaw chapter."

"Fuck you pickle rogue! The Starclaws have betrayed the Emperor! You stopped calling yourselves Space Marines a long time ago, you are a bunch of brigands and pirates."

"Anyway, we're coming to the Maelstrom, and you'll get back your precious psychic powers soon, and try to remember what it really means to be a Space Marine and a Coder."

"I swear to the Emperor that I will prove the truth of my words and restore Starclaw's honor."

"The Emperor may show mercy to your soul, pirate."

Suddenly, a bolter appeared in his sight and was held in his hand.

"Kill that White Scar."

There was a voice in his ear that made him tremble, but he couldn't remember who made it.

"But, he, he helped me escape."

"He escaped for your life so that you can bring him here. He is a white-scarred spy, and he was undoubtedly sent to kill me. Now, take a gun and kill him!"

"Go ahead, pirate."

In the seawater where Aruhun's face appeared, he was so calm.

"I knew you were going to kill me in the end."

"no no!"

He tried to resist, but his finger pulled the trigger, and the White Scars died without a word or a complaint.

The bolter slipped from his fingers, and he sank, in the cold black water.

In a trance, he didn't know how long he had sunk, a day, a year, or a hundred years?

"Blood! Blood sacrifice to Khorne!"

"Blood! Blood sacrifice to Khorne!"

"Blood! Blood sacrifice to Khorne!"

The loud noise woke him up, and then he saw a gloomy warrior being forced to wrestle with a terrifying bloodthirsty lunatic. He wanted to rush up, but countless hands grabbed his body.

Finally, he watched the man fall to the axe.

At that moment, all voices and resistance disappeared, and there was only a dying person lying on the ground in the darkness. He walked over with difficulty, because this was his only true friend in the battle group.

"Forgive me, Losar, I couldn't find you."

"I was discovered by..."

Losar gasped for breath, but squeezed out a **** smile, as if some kind of relief.

"But I... have found out, the attack... the attack will come to the expedition star, may the emperor... save us."

Suddenly, the friend disappeared, the blood disappeared, and he was left kneeling on the ground alone in the darkness.

boom!

A loud noise made him turn around abruptly.

A half-mechanical, half-flesh giant wearing broken armor stood tall in front of him, his broken face exuded a full threat, his eyes were burning with unclean flames, and blood was dripping from his huge sharp claws. billions of blood

"Garon told me that you are contacting the White Scars...I want to come over and thank you personally."

"Grate...thank me?"

He took a step back, but his brain was in a mess, and he couldn't remember who this person was, but he hated him so much that he wanted to kill him immediately.

Who is this guy?

"Yes, Star Claw."

The man grinned maliciously.

"I want to thank you for telling the White Scars that I'm going to attack Crusader, what a touching show of misplaced loyalty, especially when you consider that I've changed my mind!"

"Have you changed your mind?"

He was taken aback, and suddenly recalled something in his heart.

Star Claw, Maelstrom, Expedition Star

"Uh huh, no, I lied to you, I haven't changed my mind, because we were never going to attack Expedition Star, in fact we are rushing to San Diego."

Saying that, the man waved his hand contemptuously.

"Thanks to you, though, the White Scars will be far from us while the Red Corsairs sweep that helpless planet."

Red Corsair, Huron!

At that moment, he remembered everything, he remembered his name, his identity, and those dark days in Badab's world.

When Huron poisoned the Astral Claws, causing them to betray the Emperor, Saltak was originally loyal to the Emperor - as a Space Marine should be, but also followed Huron into the Rebellion , but years of plundering made this once idealistic warrior pay the price. Saltak was like a startled sleeper. depravity and corruption in human beings.

He realized that he was wrong.

Saltak drew his sword and pointed it at the opponent, but the tip of the sword was trembling and shaking.

"San Diego? There's nothing to loot there, just a completely non-military agricultural world."

"Oh, but you're mistaken, there's still something there."

The other party gloated and pointed his fingers around. Saltak turned his head and suddenly found that he was already in a burning world with corpses everywhere. Human bones were piled up in layers hundreds of meters high, everywhere Screams and howls are the only sounds, a sinister statue made of dismembered limbs.

"There... there are more than a billion unarmed civilians, hehehehahahahahahahahahahaha!!"

Huron hissed at the irrepressible pleasure, and Saltak felt a cold rage burning in his soul.

"My loyal little wizard, think about it, if I donate the blood of a billion victims overnight, what will happen in the subspace?"

"Huron, I follow you, I trust you, but you have brought me and all of us into hell! Are you worthy of the names of those martyrs engraved in the hall of the gate of eternity? (Because of participating in the fifth black Expedition, Starclaw's Chapter banner is placed in the hall of the Eternal Gate in the Terra Palace) Do you have the trust of the Lovik Chapter Master? If I must follow Aruhun and Lothar to die, Then I will take this sacrifice as a confession."

After speaking, he roared and rushed towards Huron, but the other party only let out a happy cry, and blocked the forcefield sword with a huge metal claw grid.

"You want to die now, don't you, Last Star Claw?"

The Librarian let go of the sword in his hand and stepped back. He said a calm prayer, then focused, and launched a psionic attack on Huron's sick consciousness. The power of justice roared in his heart, and the lightning came clearly and truly. Fly out of his hands.

But Huron, immersed in black evil energy, defuses the offensive with a flick of his wrist, and then giggles with unnatural pleasure.

"It's nothing, Saltak, it's impossible to hurt me with ordinary psionic tricks, so... Farewell, lovely traitor."

The think tank didn't give up, he stretched out his arms, and a more powerful current rushed from his arms to the hateful heretic traitor. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his wrist, and then his arm was cut off. When he staggered back, the other party stomped him on the ground.

"But you don't die a hero."

Huron bent down, bringing the hideous face closer to Saltak's **** face.

"Instead, I'll give you the best gift Starclaw can get."

He wanted to hold the sword that was lost in his hand, but he couldn't hold anything anymore, Sartak roared in despair, he failed Aruhun, he failed Lothar, and he failed the emperor even more —

Tears mixed with blood fell from the corners of his eyes, and his world fell into boundless darkness until the voice appeared.

"Saltak?"

(end of this chapter)

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