Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 425 413. Innocence and Death

The movement in the orc factory did not affect other Orcs at all, because it is so normal for such things to happen within this race.

In such a chaotic place, there is no real integrity at all. The reason for others to do business with you is very simple, that is, your fist is bigger than others. You can hear big clicks and big bangs anytime and anywhere here. The sound of banging, the gathering place of the Orcs will never lack this kind of terrible gunfire.

However, it was precisely because of this chaos and unimaginable order that Artanis succeeded in not attracting the attention of the orcs. However, if he wanted to go out later, he would have to sneak.

Artanis easily suppressed his figure and at the same time suppressed the figures and breathing of the children. The group walked in the dark place, trying hard to remain invisible. Carefully move towards the outskirts of the camp.

Just when Artanis was walking halfway and was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something. He looked back at the children who stopped together and suddenly asked
"Can you breathe in the outside atmosphere?"

The children looked at each other for a while, and then they all shook their heads without hesitation.After Artanis heard this, he closed his eyes, leaned back, then turned to look at his personal guards and said

"Stay here, give me 2 minutes."

After saying that, Artanis disappeared in an instant, and he once again entered the shadow stealth.These human children were shocked when they saw that the nearly three-year-old alien in front of them suddenly disappeared. After a minute, an older child asked
"My lord, where has that lord gone?"

The soldier of the Executive Guard looked through the golden mask and two blue and gold metal digital cameras, and heard a deep voice in his throat.

"The Executor will be back soon. He's going to get you gas masks."

Sure enough, less than a minute later, Artanis once again returned from the energy to the dimension of the real universe. He held a large series of gas masks in his left hand, and a large folding air-tight mask under the arm of his right hand. Gel coat up.

"Put them all on, and we'll set out in a while."

The young child laborers quickly put on all the equipment. It only took three or four minutes, and not even the slightest sound was made during this time.This surprised Artanis. As a soldier, he would not care about the people's livelihood in the territory, but there is no doubt that if the children in the Kale Empire are like them, it is impossible, even if those children It takes at least 4 minutes of hard work and concentration to put on such complicated industrial protective clothing.

However, this aspect can also reflect how miserable these children had been before this.At a young age, they directly joined the heavy industrial production. The calluses on their hands and the tiredness in their eyes are the best expressions.

Artanis sympathized with them, but could understand the empire's malice and difficulties.This empire is in the midst of a melee and invasion, and every planet serves the never-ending war. In the face of war, especially this kind of life-and-death war with no room for maneuver, no one will care about what they have in their hands. A rifle is produced by a skilled worker or a young child laborer.

For war, they are all the same.

After a brief period of preparation, the team moved forward again.

The Orc fighter jets are constantly flying and soaring in the sky. The remaining Marine Corps of the Human Empire are still defending the blue sky of the Empire. However, under the attack of the Orc's huge fighter group, there are not many left. Every attack There is no return.

Artanis carefully led his men forward, and at the same time began to constantly calculate the final direction of the war based on the distant beacons and the empire's lines.

After only 10 minutes of advancing on the huge wasteland, the youngest child in the team, who had been at the end of the team, collapsed.As he fell, his companions rushed to protect him. The warriors of the Executor Guard were the first to notice, and they immediately noticed that the child was experiencing adverse reactions.After receiving the news, Artanis immediately came to the end of the team, and then formed a barrier around the child. However, since almost all the children surrounded him, Artanis could only make the area wider.

After taking off the chemical protective suit, Artanis discovered that the left leg of the youngest child in front of him had begun to swell, and it was obvious that the scratches he had received earlier had become infected.

"Anti-inflammatory powder!"

Artanis spoke spiritually to the partner next to him, and then took out a bottle of delicate golden bottle spray, and sprayed the drug on the leg of the child who was about eight years old.

The other children watched with curiosity and timidity as these tall soldiers sprayed the youngest child. Although they wanted to help, they found that they could not do anything but make some space beside them.Advanced drugs quickly solved the anti-inflammatory problem, but according to the current situation, this child is likely to be left behind.Considering this problem, Artanis chose the most appropriate method.

Under the shocked eyes of the children and the executive, Artanis directly put the human child on his shoulders and ordered

"Keep going!"

The other children were surprised after seeing such a scene, but they also believed in these strange warriors even more.The child sitting on Artanis' shoulders actually had no impact on him at all, after all, how heavy a child could be.

And the child seemed to have become bolder because of the executioner's behavior. Looking at Artanis whom he had cast, he had the courage to ask.
"Are you the Emperor's angels?"

Artanis was filled with excitement after hearing what the other party said, and asked in a funny way.

"Have you seen the Emperor's Angels?"

The child thought for a while, shook his head, and said casually
"In the past, the pastor of the church thought we were dirty and wouldn't let us in, but we heard about the Emperor's Angels from the pastor's mouth, saying that they were very tall, wearing golden armor, wielding powerful weapons, and possessing power beyond ordinary people. …”

"But we don't look like you, do we?"

The child on his shoulder tilted his head and thought for a few seconds after hearing this, and then said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Angels shouldn't be powerful, stronger than Ogryn, and they should look different from us. After all, they are stronger than us mortals no matter what, so they should look different from us. "

After speaking, the child looked at Artanis and asked
"Are you angels?"

After hearing this, Atalis thought for a moment, suddenly smiled, and said in a gentle tone
"We are not the emperor's angels, but if all descendants of God are angels, we can be considered angels!"

"I knew it! Because only angels will save us and won't beat and scold us every day like those monsters with green faces."

After hearing this, the child said in a tone that was aggrieved but terrifyingly calm.

"On the first day, those who blamed me killed Thomson and his father. On the second day, they killed Aunt Myers, Mr. Myers and their three children. On the third day, the old factory director wanted to resist, and then the old factory director The factory director and his two daughters were killed by those monsters..."

Artanis listened in shock as the child uttered these words in a normal language, recounting the scenes of the deaths of those who had lived with him in the past without any emotion, and couldn't help but ask
"Aren't you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid, even before those monsters come, hundreds of people will die in the factory every month."

"... "

Artanis didn't know what to say. Just as he was contemplating words, a warrior next to him raised his finger, pointed to the other side of the hill, and communicated using brain waves.

"Executor, come and see what's going on here! Oh my God..."

After hearing this, Atalis held the child on his shoulders steady and walked forward quickly in three or two steps. When he reached the top of the hill, the terrifying and tragic sight in front of him made him breathless. A bit slower:

"The elder is on top..."

(End of this chapter)