The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"My lord, I still have something to report."

At this time, the chief navigator stepped forward.

"Say if you have anything."

"The subspace engine of that ship behaved strangely."

Soshyang frowned because of his inexplicable words to the navigator.

"Specifically, what did you see?"

"Please forgive the vagueness of my words. For a person with normal vision, it is difficult for me to describe clearly. Some...some things are moving in the Geller force field of that battleship, which looks like subspace debris. In fact, it exists inside the hull, but this is impossible."

"What does this mean to us?"

Before the other party could answer, Soshyang's attention was diverted by other changes.

"My lord, the enemy ship is turning, trying to get rid of the subspace crack, and the distance from us is approaching."

"Adjust 2° to the left and prepare to fire on the starboard side."

At this time, the rapid sirens diverted everyone's attention, and an operator monitoring the scanning array stood up and reported.

"The enemy ship is activating the void shield and subspace engine, my lord."

There was panic in his voice.

"Evasion at full speed, full rudder left!"

Soshyang gave the order loudly, apparently the other party thought they were going to run away, and they had to chase them if they were trying to create a tide in the cracks in the subspace.

"The torpedo warhead is separated from the thruster."

The monotonous voice of the weapon servant appeared again.

Soshyan immediately looked at the main projection screen, as did Sol, Savita, and others.

The torpedo thrusters completed their mission, projecting warheads at unknown ships, three of which were destroyed by interception fire.

Only one, rushed towards its goal.

Then the flashes lit up a few times in response.

In the next second, the space around the enemy ship suddenly lit up with colorful rays, and violent energy poured out from the subspace cracks like a rainbow.

The Void Shield attempts to transfer a pure energy flow without attributes back to the subspace itself, forming a cycle between the subspace and the physical universe, which is also the mechanism of its operation.

Obviously, this torpedo is not very useful.

But the goal has been achieved. Because of the interference of the torpedo, the opponent turned his attention to the interception of external firepower.

When it realized that the Honor Saber was turning around, it immediately closed the Void Shield and prepared to accelerate its pursuit.

"Ready to teleport over long distances!"

Soshyan suddenly issued a new order? It shocked the surrounding mortals.

"grown ups?"

Gages said nervously? His arms trembled because of the excitement.

"Is this wise? No matter who they are, the risk of teleportation is too high? We can still..."

Soshyan put his palm on the scabbard? Stroking the hilt lightly.

"Make sure that the multi-line illuminator is ready to teleport in three minutes, Captain Gages."

"Of course? My lord."

Soon, Astarte on the entire warship assembled in the transmission room? Except for the two injured previously? Participants in the jump gang operation plus Savita totaled 10 people.

And what they are going to challenge is a large cruiser.

Generally speaking, if the opponent is also Astarte, at least hundreds of fighters will be deployed on a battleship of this level.

No matter what angle you look at? Their behavior is similar to suicide.

But Soshyan had no choice.

"...Three, two, one!"

As the speed of light transmission started, he felt that his consciousness was enlarged, but reality began to blur.

In an instant, he felt the frivolous tentacles like feathers entwining him, wrapping his body, his mind, and his soul with warm touch.

"Don't be nervous? I will protect you."

A soft voice rang in the ear, and the strong nausea that would have been produced by the transmission disappeared without a trace.

Then? With a deafening sound, he appeared in an unfamiliar environment? Invisible lightning flew around his power armor, and then quickly disappeared into nothingness.

He looked around? Slowly and cautiously held the scabbard.

In addition to him? The other 9 people were also accurately transported to this place? This is a transfer workshop place, where you can see transporting materials, small trailers and scattered containers everywhere.

At the same time, he also clearly saw the damage caused by this transmission.

Rubble and corpses were scattered everywhere, and the ground was covered with pitch-black depressions caused by multiple explosions. Most of the corpses were wearing shabby work clothes, and some were wearing robes and masks with fallen chaotic eight-pointed stars.

There is no doubt that this is a warship controlled by a chaos traitor.

"The battle formation gathers."

After giving the order, Soshyan switched the chat channel to Saivita's personal communication.

"You are very familiar here, you should know how to get to the bridge."

"Of course, we are lucky. It's not far from the bridge here."

Savita picked up his chainsaw halberd and pointed to a door on the right.

"Go here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door suddenly opened.

Soshyan saw a large group of people rushing into the transit workshop from the gate.

They are all humans-or they were once humans.

Most of these crew members had pale skin like corpses, dark eyes, ulcerated and dilapidated skin, and crooked when walking.

Everyone has the mark of chaos—this turns them into dark and powerful slaves, who can only use their souls and bodies in exchange for a moment of survival. When they open their mouths and howl, they can see all kinds of Protruding sharp teeth.

Even some of them have grown mutated limbs and horns.

They kept coming, overflowing from the gates on both sides or staggering closer from the far end, as if there was no limit to the number.

Maybe there are hundreds of people, maybe there are thousands of people.

They gathered like piranhas smelling blood, surrounded the astral knights in the sea and blood of the pagans, and shot them with shotguns and pistols.

"Well, let's start our grand game."

Saivita let out a dull laugh, and then his chainsaw halberd roared.

Soshyan drew his sword slowly.

"Warriors, free them, punish them, one... don't stay!"

"For the emperor!"

The soldiers roared ~www.ltnovel.com~ and took up their explosive guns, their muzzles flashed and fired at the infidels.

However, the gradually sparse crowd did not disperse, and the heathens continued to advance, unconsciously stepping into the fire web interwoven by the retreating astral knights, and falling in patches.

Then the astral knights began to move, shooting while running, not letting go of any targets.

Those fallen mortals can only mourn and die.

But this is only the most benevolent way to die. When the crow prince wielding a chain saw and halberd hits the crowd, the splashing blood and minced meat are like pouring rain, setting off a **** storm in an enclosed space.

He is like a living meat grinder. Any object within three meters of his body will be minced. When only he passes by the dense crowd, there will be large areas of blank space and a large amount of tissue residue that can make people slip to the ground.

Even Soshyang didn't have many chances.

In this way, he killed directly from the transfer workshop and ran all the way to the bridge hall.