The Emperor’s Angel of Death

For such a beautiful moment, Valledo's night was over.

This scene gives people an illusion, as if the air is lit up and the sun returns.

But this is a false dawn, not the hope of a new beginning, but the end.

The high-energy laser passes through the atmosphere and starts to glow at the bottom of the rain-filled clouds.

Then the high-energy meson volatilized with the burning flash, and the steam belt full of chemical substances had gathered on the enemy stronghold. When the sky was on fire, hundreds of kilometers of the earth were illuminated.

All this happened in an instant.

After a few seconds, the hot beam of energy descended from space like a straight arrow.

The beams themselves do not make any sound, but as they pass, the atmosphere begins to burn, and each impact produces a swift air current.

Soshyan observes it through the automatic sensory filtering and isolation function of the Terminator armor. The auditory damper can help block the deafening thunder, otherwise his tympanic membrane will rupture, and the visual protection prevents him from blindness. The ceramic steel armor can protect him. Protect him from the heat, otherwise the heat will scorch and peel his flesh from the bone.

The exposed cultists did not have such protection, and their bodies turned into rotating smoke.

But this kind of death was painless, because before the nerves had time to react, all the flesh on their bones had been burned, blood boiled, and only a pile of rubble remained on the impenetrable city wall.

When the first wave of overpressure shock wave struck, a big earthquake trembled, and the Thunder Eagle in mid-air was impacted and began to sway wildly. It didn't fall under the efforts of Rogers.

The soldiers who had retreated to the east bank of the river bank faced the shock wave diagonally, resisting the impact.

However, the systems of many vehicles have been paralyzed, the supply lines have broken, the hydraulic pressure has burst, and the system has been overloaded.

They were a kilometer away from the nearest bombing site, but they were still too close.

Light spears and kinetic energy shells violently hit the vast area on the west side of the river bank, destroying a large number of buildings and facilities including the station, and even the land itself was lifted. .

Excited conversation erupted on the communicator, and everyone was saying the same thing.

"Did you see that?"

"Throne!"

"There can be nothing left in it!"

But Soshyan knew that there must be some things that would survive, and the chaotic creation would not be completely destroyed so easily.

So he cut into the entire communication network.

"Continue to execute your orders."

The astral knights obeyed his orders.

"The benevolent emperor."

Arik looked at the light rising from the horizon in horror.

He knew what he saw, a concentrated orbital bombing, he memorized the terrain of the battlefield, and knew exactly who was the target of the orbital bombing.

"Those heretics are all over."

The hot wind roared from the surroundings, tumbling Yarik's military coat, making his mouth full of gray gravel.

The swaying movement of the tower forced him to relax his figure, because the ground under him had been slanted to an alarming level, and he felt as if he was standing on the deck of a primitive long ship-this feeling was uncomfortable.

From here, the destruction is more obvious.

No matter what he saw, for a moment he was proud of it, even though his own skin had blistered.

More bombing reached the ground, and more flames lit up the horizon.

The first wave of earthquakes shook the temporary control tower. Glass shards fell from the cracked window frame, the structural support bent and folded toward the ground, and the tower sank into its torn foundation.

The straight light spear was still bombarding the horizon. The hellish light illuminates a cruel fact.

"It seems that our mission is about to end."

The adjutant on the side shrugged, but Yarek hated the action.

This is a gesture of giving up, a gesture of indifference to precious things that are about to pass away.

"Look, I don't think things are over so fast."

In the world of Inquisitor Marcus, the sky is spinning upside down at this moment.

The shock wave generated by the impact of the energy-concentrated beam and the ground blast shattered the entire west bank of the river. Under the action of the shock wave, the foundation of the river embankment was broken, and the structural members at the bottom were bent like metal wires.

The remaining pillars on the river bed collapsed instantly and were blown away like dust in a hurricane.

In an emergency, Marcus threw Verne and Chandler into a safe zone-the east bank of the river, with psychic powers, but before he could save the third one, the strong hot wind swept him in it.

He tried to grab a steel bar that was exposed, but it was not enough to save him.

His stomach twitched and he felt a temporary weightlessness. , And even heard some kind of wild laugh, which even overwhelmed the increasing sound of steel shattering and concrete exploding.

The large cement slab crackled like tinder, and the plastic steel pillars that could support a building several kilometers high spread out like hemp rope.

The debris rolled around him like a waterfall, hitting him, threatening to **** him from the steel bars he was holding.

It seems that the world itself wants to murder him, but he will not succumb.

He must live to purify the world--

Soon, the sky fell, and he saw that the ground was opening.

The wide cracks tore the uneven marks on the east bank, the hair-like fault lines tore, and the abyss and gorge split open, like a gate to hell.

Large patches of dust and smoke sprayed into the sky in the form of clouds, making Marcus invisible to the world around him.

The orbital bombardment directly opened the rock formations.

Everything is noise and fire, dust and impact.

Then he hit the ground, but the fall did not stop.

The huge energy smashed through the surface, like an angry **** smashing a pile driver, making it pierce the rock like a sharp sword.

At a depth of several hundred meters, an unknown cave was broken into.

Unconnected tunnels and pits that had never appeared on the map suddenly opened up to the sky.

Marcus knew nothing about it.

Hundreds of thousands of tons of mass poured into the exposed cave system. At this moment, he was a flesh and blood in the storm formed by the eternal rock.

He tried to maintain the psychic barrier to prevent being crushed to death by something, but his bones were broken a few - if it weren't for the master armor on his body, he might have died completely.

Marcus felt the heat like a melting pot in his body~www.ltnovel.com~ After feeling life threatening, the small life-sustaining device on his thigh began to pump adrenaline in an effort to maintain his life.

But even so, he still failed to grasp the steel bars and fell into the huge rocks that crashed into each other like a storm.

He fell, spinning with the constant impact.

The psionic barrier began to flicker, and there was a huge pressure in Marcus's skull, but he did not dare to relax, even if he maintained it, his head might explode.

Even if you die with a headshot, it will be easier.

He hit a stone wall, and then the stone wall shattered.

The judge could see nothing but darkness and a fierce torrent of rubble.

Steel and rocks fell with him, like a gleaming rain in the bright light.

But even in the deafening noise, he could still hear the maddening laughter—something was mocking him.

Suddenly, his fall was over.