Emperor's Bane

Chapter 54 Death (Part [-])
[Carmen. 】

[Carmen! 】

【my child! 】

【why are you not replying?Why not respond? 】

【Why do not you answer me! 】

【my child!say!tell me!What the hell happened to you!Why can't I feel your consciousness!Why do those queer mists hang over your soul! 】

[Don't believe them, don't believe any voice in your head! 】

【I'm sorry, my child, I have concealed and deceived you: don't believe them!Don't believe those voices!No matter what they promise you, don't care what they urge you, ignore it! 】

[That terrifying eyeball, everything that emanates from it is false and malicious. Those stupid guys thought they could gain benefits in the transaction with them, but you don't want to know what they turned into in the end . 】

[So don't believe them, my child, my Carmen! 】

【answer me!Come back to me!I give you permission to abandon your mission, return to me, and leave your army and those other fools behind!All consequences are borne by myself! 】

[Carmen!answer!Carmen! 】

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The anxious words tore through the limitation of time and space like sharp arrows, from the distant Randan battle moon to the burning bridge on Sabis [-] star, they are so dense, so prioritized, even The overall coordination of Ran Dan's fleet went awry in order to give way to these words.

This long, anxious request and order became broken and reversed in the rapid transmission, but still maintained the general meaning. They only took almost an instant to cross the ocean of soul and consciousness, and finally rushed to [ Overlord Carmen's consciousness, ready to break through the crimson fog lingering around Randan warrior.

But in the next second, accompanied by an almost emotionless sarcasm, they disappeared at the last step of the arduous mission, and even Warmaster Ran Dan, who was proud of his psychic power, could no longer find them.

There was only laughter in the air, a cold sound that was neither arrogant, nor loud, nor pitiful.

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【It's really interesting...】

[Even the filthiest creatures are nobler than the greatest in some respects. 】

[Although "noble" means nothing. 】

【…】

[From this point of view... the so-called emotion is a common thing among intelligent creatures, whether it is a damned alien, or a similar kind that can be tolerated a little, this will not change at all. 】

[Then those individuals who gave up on it... for what?And how? 】

Smiling, Morgan seized the thread of communication.

This born vicious soul is muttering to herself, constantly perfecting and conceiving her cognition of the world. Every example in her field of vision will make her fall into extremely short thinking, and in countless times of such thinking, She confirmed one thing after another.

But none of this gets in the way of business.

She rubbed her fingers lightly, and the words that contained countless thoughts and infinite love, mixed with orders, hopes, and pleas were completely reduced to ashes.

Morgan didn't care what kind of emotion that so-called "father" had towards its heir [Carmen], and she didn't care what it was for that sent this communication with great sacrifice.

But since it passed through its range, there was no reason why she couldn't block the damn alien.

Morgan narrowed his eyes.

She felt a trace of [happiness], or was that a trace of [pleasure]?
She couldn't tell them apart, but that didn't matter.

She didn't hate this fleeting feeling.

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A Dark Angels sergeant stood in the central area of ​​the bridge, in front of him was the command center of the mortal defenders, as well as auxiliary institutions such as medical positions and communication rooms.

This crucial transportation hub was originally guarded by 1 mortals and seven dark angels, but under Ran Dan's round after round of attrition and offensive, when the real pure-blood main force of the aliens When they were all thrown into the front line, there were only more than [-] mortals and five dark angels who could stand, stand firm, and fight to the death with these blasphemous aliens.

But even so, this is still a battle that cannot be covered by the naked eye of mortals. The fighting of tens of thousands of fighters is far more terrifying, more vivid, and more cruel than the pale numbers and descriptions.

The crimson flames and dark purple light waves constantly appeared everywhere on the battlefield. Every time they appeared, it meant the evaporation of hundreds of lives, or the collapse of a strong fortress.

In the line of defense composed of hundreds of trenches and passages, a grand feast of light is being displayed. Countless soldiers and officers use their lives to maintain this bloody feast of flowing water, just to let the sound of artillery fire and tearing Possibly continue to the next second.

Ran Dan's army is advancing. They used to have tens of thousands of people, and they were able to launch wave after wave of offensives with incomparable arrogance, but now, there are only thousands or even hundreds of soldiers at the front of each defense line. Constantly biting at countless loopholes, looking for a good opportunity to break through.

The human corps is also attacking, and countless soldiers rushed out of the trenches almost crazily. The fear of the alien's tall body and ugly face has been completely covered by scarlet eyes, and the almost suicidal countercharge is on countless fronts. Every time Ran Dan's sharp edges were stained with human blood, they had to pay something. Just like that, all kinds of corpses inadvertently piled up like a mountain, flowing down a waterfall of blood.

Both sides are bleeding, both sides are losing, both sides continue this bloody gambling with unreasonable courage and madness, the bet is one life after another screaming towards the enemy, they, they, all Like a collapsed tower of coins, his body crashed down without a trace.

Perhaps only the endless laughter of the gods above the clouds and in the strong wind, which almost no one will notice, can explain why such a kingdom of Shura came to the world.

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But even so, the staff sergeant of the Dark Angel still didn't move his position. He was guarding the very center of the bridge, serving as the last line of defense and the only line of defense against the dangerous person beside him.

And after another round of violent artillery fire rang out from a place that was obviously closer, another question came from his ear.

[Are you sure you want to stay here? 】

【Your comrades in arms are struggling. They are suffering from multiple disadvantages and are mercilessly submerged in the tide of aliens. They can't hold their lines. This is not a problem of ability, but a problem of reality. 】

[So, are you sure you want to stay here? 】

The Dark Angel didn't seem to be listening at all, and Morgan wasn't serious about persuading her at all. She even yawned lazily. When the Angel of Death focused most of her energy on the approaching flames of war, she relaxed her nerves instead. Limbs and limbs, leaning on the anti-psychic devices that made her [painful to die], lazily perceiving where the four flickering light spots behind her had gone.

She didn't need to lie to him, when her senses walked on the battlefield ahead, she would faithfully feed back everything.

She watched the battle as if she were watching a play without sound or script.

She saw everything that happened within these two Tara standard times, she saw that the battle line belonging to humans was slowly collapsing, and she saw more and more souls belonging to Randan warriors began to flash on the battlefield, From dozens to hundreds, to tens of thousands, until they completely surrounded a dark angel.

It was an extremely disparate battle without any fairness or hope at all. Ran Dan's warriors disappeared one after another. life.

However, under Morgan's witness, the surrounded Dark Angel was also getting weaker and weaker. All his breakthroughs and tactics were wiped out by Ran Dan's endless superiority in numbers, and this desperate advantage also It is blocking the arrival of other reinforcements.

Although his swing is still sharp and his footsteps are still steady, it is impossible not to pay a certain price for every shot of his. On top of the corpse, the silent warrior finally rang the thing in his hand.

Then, an extremely intense light spot appeared in Morgan's field of vision, and when it slowly disappeared, all traces of this duel also disappeared without a trace.

Morgan witnessed the huge wounds on Ran Dan's entire front that were torn out of thin air, and then she shifted her gaze to the other side, where there was also a duel.

Three dark angels, three times stronger and stronger.

But their situation is even worse, and it can even be said that they are dangerous.

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Blood flowed from his forehead and flowed into Lieutenant Andrews' eyes.

He wasn't sure what happened, he could only look for those fragments from broken memories.

Ran Dan's most elite [Overlord] filed out of the black cave that appeared out of thin air, and it was from that moment that the situation completely got out of control.

As the explosion rang through the comm, he knew he had lost another battle-brother.

No, it's two.

Andrews raised his head and looked at the palm of the only Ran Dan [Overlord], which was holding a blood-soaked Astartes helmet tightly, and the owner of the helmet had already fallen under the alien's feet .

And behind [Overlord Carmen], there are ten corpses of [Overlord] lying in disorder. This is the price to be paid for one Dark Angel to fall and two Dark Angels to be seriously injured.

Andrews breathed nervously, this seemed to be the end of a tragic victory, they still had two fighters, and Ran Dan only had one [overlord], but he knew very well that things were not that simple.

Ever since that [Overlord] cut off the head of the assistant officer beside it without hesitation, he has been aware of all this.

"It's a duel, you idiot, it shouldn't be interrupted by anything..."

Carmen was muttering to himself, and it almost enjoyed breathing the blood-soaked air. Afterwards, it picked up its long knife and stretched it towards its right arm.

A great fight, certainly worth remembering.

Another scar was cut off, and just like that, eight scars were neatly scattered on its two arms.

Then, it lowered its head, but the corners of its extremely grinning mouth could be seen.

Andrews heard a kind of laughter, it was the most insane sound.

"Hehehe...hahaha...hahahahahahahahahaha!"

When the alien raised its head again, the ugly head had been polluted with blood at some point, its sharp teeth and tongue collided with each other, murmuring.

"Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God..."

"Skull Offering Skull Holder!"

It roared and rushed up.

The battle started again.

(End of this chapter)