The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"What kind of monster are you, and why are you inaccessible."

Facing Saivita's question, Soshyang responded with silence and walked toward the opponent with firm steps.

"stop!"

The crow prince yelled, while holding the halberd in both hands, the rotating chain saw halberd head pointed towards Soshyan.

"This is the last warning!"

"Sevita, you can't kill us at the same time."

Saul was also walking towards him, holding his sword in his arms.

"You can try."

When the two sides are at war and will enter the life-and-death fight at any time, the Star Whisperer in the life-sustaining cabin suddenly said in a painful voice:

"Those monsters... are about to rush in."

As he said, the display screen on the side of the life-sustaining capsule suddenly lit up, and then Soshyang saw the scene of Armin's team fighting with the gene stealers among the gravel ruins on the floor. Several of them had been clearly affected. Hurt.

"Almin and they are in danger!"

Saivita glanced at the screen, then let out a sneer.

"Do it yourself."

"What do you mean?"

"Hundreds of years, those worms have never found this place once. Atani used psionic energy to disguise them at the entrance and exit, but today they smelled."

Soshyan turned his head and glanced at Saul, he was very worried about Armin and the others, and now the team cannot withstand the loss of a small team.

"They are here to find you."

Saul seemed unusually calm instead.

"From beginning to end, this is a scam they set up. They can't deal with you, so they want to introduce external forces to destroy you, at least to catch you."

"You are smarter, but not enough."

Saivita takes a step forward.

"They have installed explosives in the surrounding rock formations. They can drown you all here with huge amounts of groundwater and rocks at any time. If I hadn't sent someone to stop them... but he wouldn't be able to stop them for long."

Then he changed into an aggressive tone.

"Hurry up and make a decision, whether to continue fighting, or everyone goes their own way!"

"Savita, even if we leave now, do you think we can stay here in the future?"

"It won't bother you, Sol."

"If your old acquaintances, such as the dark angels know you are still alive, guess what they will do."

"I was not afraid of Leon's cub before, and now I am not afraid."

"But you can also consider my proposal."

"what?"

A mysterious smile appeared on Sol's face.

"It's better than we make a deal. You need a safe place and a lot of resources to allow this Star Whisperer to continue to survive, and we... just need to find a place, one thing, and the Eighth Legion’s predictive ability is very useful to us. help."

Savita squinted her eyes, looked closely at this person who was not familiar with ten thousand years ago, and said playfully:

"Are you really Sol Taviz, the son of the emperor? I always think you are like another guy in his skin."

"So your choice is."

"I'm sorry? I have to disappoint you? I am not a prophet, and I have not really inherited the ability of my hapless father."

"But you know where is the prophet who really inherited the prophetic power of the Primarch? And know how to find him? Right?"

"He is a traitor!"

Suddenly, Soshyang made a sound? The conversation between the two was interrupted.

"Instructor Thor, this is a matter of principle? I can't compromise."

"It seems that your kid is not cold about your proposal."

But Saul's expression didn't seem surprising? It seemed to know that this would happen.

"Trust me, Soshyan, the foretelling ability of the Eighth Army is very important to us."

"But we can't deviate from the law for the sake of our goals."

"What does this have to do with apostasy?"

Saul shrugged.

"We didn't do anything."

"You just suggested that we take in a traitor, a traitor who should be killed immediately? He is a contempt of loyalty even for a second of his life!

"This is the pseudo-emperor running dog I am familiar with."

Saivita took a breath impatiently.

"We have wasted enough time? Haven't we?"

"I think so too."

Soshyan said gloomily.

The tension between the two is obvious. Although there are only three of them at present, they can still feel the bitterness before the storm.

"Some days."

Saul suddenly changed the subject.

"I thought that everything we did would be cursed."

"Curse? I have never thought that you loyalists have skeptical souls."

"I haven't had it before, but now I have to learn something new."

"But the situation hasn't changed? Is it? After He left, did you hold on for so long? What did you get? You would rather obey the order and sacrifice rather than face the reality."

"This is the mission. When we become Astarte, we have no choice."

Saivita smiled wryly? No sympathy.

"Look, this is your old problem? Even the Primarchs... never see any of his mistakes? Never regress? Never stop, think about it, and ask yourself-is that wise? "

His huge, hardened hands were closed on the metal rod.

"But he is silent, can you think for yourself now? That's what's needed."

However, when he finally raised his eyes to look at the noble face, there was no anger, only a deep thought.

"We are all loyal people."

Sol said quietly.

"I am honest with you now, because you have been honest with me, and I still spit on you traitors. You put the will of the original body above your own judgment, so now I also ask you the same, is it wise? ?"

Saivita no longer sneered.

"I can't answer you"

He said quietly:

"Since I saw you for the first time, the eleventh company commander, you have never been too bad, and you will be mixed with contempt in your words. Oh, you are very polite. I have never met such a humble soul, but this It doesn't make me sad."

In a heartbeat, the two stared at each other, as if performing some kind of hidden will test.

"However, the reality is still before us,"

Sol finally broke the deadlock.

"I'm here to discuss, not to argue. The wind that has been silent for ten thousand years will be set off again. I am here by no means occasionally, and so are you here. In this storm that sweeps across the galaxy, you and I are all one. Gangster."

Saivita stared at the floor, folded her hands in a thoughtful manner.

"I have three conditions."

Then he raised his head, but looked at Soshyan.

"First, I will not be loyal to anyone, nor will I fight for anyone, including the Lord of Carrion. When I think I can leave, I will not say hello to you."

Soshyan didn't give him any response~www.ltnovel.com~ just watched him quietly.

"Second, I will help you find the Prophet, but if he helps you, I am not responsible for persuading."

Sol nodded.

"Row."

"third……"

Saivita looked back at the life-sustaining capsule.

"She has never betrayed your empire. If... one day I leave, please protect her. Believe me, she must be the most powerful Star Whisperer you can meet, compared with what you have given. It’s definitely worth the money."

"Yago--"

After a long silence, Soshyan promised:

"Well, I promise you... But, Traitor Yago Sevitarion, I swear here that you may be late for your trial, but you will never be absent."

"Then I'll wait."