The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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It's Cinrata!

Rozim turned his head sharply, but only saw a faint green fluorescence in the darkness, rushing towards the Terminator who was attacking frantically.

Then came an even more shocking scene.

The light was divided into three parts in the darkness, and then merged into one. At the last moment, Rozim's enhanced vision allowed him to vaguely see that the light actually came from the knife in Sinrata's hand.

At that moment, it was-

People are like knives, knives are like fire, fire is like hell!

And he himself took off his shirt at some point, and he could see light green lines flowing on his skin, a bit like the circuit lines of a contemplator taught by a machine.

When the green fluorescence burst out like a spark and disappeared in the darkness like a shooting star, the Terminator stopped moving and froze at the moment it swung its claws.

A second later, with a thud, its left arm fell, then its right arm, then its head, then its legs.

The massive Terminator looks like a toy torn apart, turning into six pieces in the blink of an eye.

"Wodie ghost, what is this guy--"

The original death situation was reversed in an instant. Since all the leaders died, the cultists were completely plunged into chaos and fear. Most of them let out a scream in the dark and then went silent, and a few hurriedly fled to the passage.

When Rozim turned on the light again, he saw only corpses everywhere, dismembered Terminators, and Sinrata who had just put on his shirt.

He looked at the other and blinked, then asked a question he thought was silly afterwards.

"Why did you take off your clothes when you were fighting?"

The other party didn't look at it, and fluttered back.

"like."

"Wow, how did you do that?"

Hank Evans bent over to the body of the Terminator, carefully looked at the smooth incision, and said:

"This is more neat than a machine. You can do it with a knife."

"Let's go."

Sinlata turned around and walked towards a passage, and the three of them also knew that the other party would not explain, so they followed.

But as he went further, Rozim felt the air getting hotter, so much so that by the end they were all sweating profusely, except Sinrata.

"Boss, this...why is it so hot?"

"I don't know? We won't go to the crater, will we?"

As they were talking, they suddenly left the passage and walked into an explosion-proof door that had been opened, and were then enveloped in a burst of red light.

At that moment, Rozim felt his heart almost burst, and Karen and Hank Evans simply collapsed to the ground.

Trying to open his eyes and looking forward, Rozim saw a magnificent temple and an altar made of white bones, at least fifty meters high. At the top of the altar, he chose an assistant that was crystal clear, but trembling slightly. heart.

Numerous skinned figures worshipped around the altar and hummed lowly.

"This is--"

So far, nothing could surprise Rozim, except what really happened next.

With a thunderous rumbling and a sudden stinging fire that made the hair stand upright, the heart above the altar throbbed in a dazzling explosion of light that nearly burned Rozim's retinas, leaving him for several days. The same picture remained for minutes.

The next moment, all the worshipers turned into charred wreckage, crackling around, and fortunately a few were not physically harmed.

But then, the tremor from the heart almost tore his soul, Rozim had never been in such pain in his life, and blood oozes from his facial features.

Only Cinrata, only he remains the same as ever.

He looked at the thing for a moment, then took off his sunglasses, green light flashed in his pupils, and then whispered:

"It turned out to be the Hellfire Stone, what did I think it was—"

With that said, he took out a silver, clock-like thing from his arms.

"If that's the case, then..."

"Ok?"

Rozim walked into the open explosion-proof door, it was dark inside, and Sinlata was the first to walk in, standing in the dark, motionless,

"What the **** is this place?"

Sinrata turned around at this time and threw something to Rozim.

Gu "That's it."

Rozim caught it and found that it was a fist-sized red crystal, slightly hot, and some purple flocculent suspended in it.

"What is this?"

"Something hidden here."

"what?"

Rozim scratched his head, feeling a little puzzled for a while.

"Boss, this place—"

Karen glanced at the hall and found that the whole place was as if it had been blown up by a direct death missile, and almost nothing was complete, except for the blackened wreckage and bones—

"Why is it weird?"

"The devil knows."

Rozim was also a little confused, he always felt as if he had missed something.

"Boss, what should we do next?"

"Yes indeed."

The cook hummed and looked at Sinrata.

"What should I do next?"

The other party only said one word.

"run."

Almost as the words left Sinrata's mouth, a loud angry voice broke out in the hall, reminding them where the danger was coming from.

"Fuck! Why did some strange guys suddenly appear!?"

"Kill them!"

"Go Leon, stop playing with your **** horn!"

Although he hadn't seen each other yet, from the tone and volume, Rozim could probably be sure that this was a group of Space Marines.

Chaos Space Marine.

"run!"

The four immediately chose a road to start running, but why didn't they choose the road they came from?

Rozim also doesn't know ~www.readwn.com~ because the road is brought by Shinrata.

As he ran past the skeletal debris, he turned his head and glanced, and saw several black Legion Space Marines wearing black armor and obviously mutated limbs rushing towards them around a pillar in the hall.

There were five of them, all wielding bolt guns menacingly, while the other held either a chainsaw or a chainsword.

The one running at the front had nothing but a gun, as his left hand had completely mutated into a slimy, swollen tentacle, which Rozim was sure didn't improve its appearance, and was clearly the most dangerous.

The rest is better, especially since it looks like that, either with claws or horns, and its posture is enough to tell Rozim that this team has been fighting together for many years, and will use comrades as much as a heretic can. cover yourself.

Before Rozim could look back, the bombs started messing up the floor near them, but luckily they didn't seem to be shooting better than most cultists.

However, it was only a matter of time before they hit the Universiade, so they changed course near the intersection of the walkways.

"Gao Leon! You've made a mistake again!"

"Furias, shut up! I didn't expose you for cheating in the roulette game last time!"

"Ah, yes yes yes, Destruction Drinker."

"Don't call that **** name!"

Although these guys were noisy, their speed was not slow at all, forcing the four of them to exert their milk-feeding energy and run wildly.

"Why don't you call back?"

Rozim panting turned his head and glanced at Synrata, he felt that this person should have a way to deal with these Chaos Space Marines.

But Cinlatta just took out a watch and glanced at it, then shook his head.

"There's no time, run."

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