The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Sir Olga has seen many horrible things in his life, but no one can compare with these.

In the distance on the horizon, the undead from space marched towards the battlefield with weird and uniform steps. The weapons in their hands were glowing with a weird green light, while suspended above the ruthless infantry were armed pyramids and scorpion vehicles, shining every time. The shooting seems to have the ability to evaporate a whole knight Titan.

Looking back at the transport ship carrying him to land, Olga sighed.

Some people say that he is old and no longer suitable for driving the great God's machinery, but Olga has been scornful of this statement.

The machinery of the gods gave him the power to surpass mortals, and this power would not weaken with the aging of his body.

But on the other hand, in the final analysis, he will still be completely decayed. At that time, as the last member of the family, he will no longer be able to shoulder the family's oath to the golden throne.

This is the only thing that bothers him.

These things were finally resolved by the Astral Knight’s battle team leader. Soshyan promised him that he would be able to rebuild a strong family for him, and what the other party needed was only a piece of friendship and cooperation.

For Sir Olga, this is a good deal.

At first he was skeptical about this, because as far as he knew, most of the Astarte battle group was in a state of overwhelming self-care, and the power from there re-established a knight family?

We must know that a knight family not only needs knights, but also a strong castle, a large territory, a large number of followers, and enough good young people.

But to his surprise, the Soshyan Commander seemed to be really energetic, and he was able to mobilize several casting worlds.

As a result, he has always been alone and has his own team of followers, which is the so-called "gun formation".

And what makes up these spear formations is the servant mecha that is one level lower than the knight mecha.

In the 41st millennium, the servant mechas were the smallest knight mechas deployed by the empire on the battlefield, and they were often only half the height of the knight mechas.

Nevertheless, this kind of attendant-level knight mech is still a powerful war machine, powerful enough to single-handedly destroy a whole team of soldiers, or other small vehicles.

In addition, due to the size, the attendant class is not enough to put down the entire complete mechanical throne system, so the mechanical teaching compromise uses a relatively simple system-the mechanical crown.

This kind of device worn on the head connects the attendant mech and the driver’s brain through the interface of the driver’s frontal lobe. However, it should be noted that this simple device also makes it difficult to use this mechanical crown. There is no need for a complete incarnation ceremony for the driver to successfully establish neural interface connections.

For this reason, the prestige of the servant pilot is much lower than that of the official knight pilot who can establish a complete mechanical throne connection, and the consequence of this combination is: when the servant knight acts alone on the battlefield, each family often has This tradition is to allow the attendant pilots to be neurologically enslaved by the command nerve impulses radiated by the larger knight mecha through the mechanical crown. This tradition is said to be established by the knight family to express their affiliation.

And accepting this kind of nervous enslavement often means becoming the guarantor of a more advanced knight, so even though the knight attendant is not a shameful rank, it is far from honorable.

Generally speaking, the drivers of the servant-class mechas are often members of the lower social status in the knight family. For example, some are divided by blood, some are small divisions of some large families, and some are divided into small families. It was the last resort of the family members who were nearly destroyed and surviving at such a difficult time.

There are also families who will select from the best people in their family guards or planetary defense forces to drive servant mechas, and also upgrade their family status, thereby turning them from simple civilians to respected social elites.

Of course, in rare cases, certain families will use the attendant mecha as the basis for training and choose their favorite retainers.

For many servant mecha pilots, the process by which formal knight mechas transmit brain information through neural connections is usually unnatural and abrupt, and most novice pilots feel that this is far from their previous assumptions. There are many complaints and frustrations in the experience, and this almost enslavement process, and even some people who are not strong enough will gradually lose their self-awareness under the control signals of the official knight, and become a puppet.

But not all servant drivers are left to slaughter. There are many free blades that are born servants, and some servant drivers will run away or even betray to escape the terrible mind control.

In order to solve this problem, many families will allow the servant pilots to accept the guidance of the knight instructor before they formally perform the servant mission. Through the loyalty and heroic behavior of the knight instructor, they will set a good example for the servant pilots to inspire them. Make them convinced by the fate of their well-deserved elites in the empire, and plant in their hearts the firm belief that they can dedicate everything to this mission and live for it.

Of course, this is a more common practice, but Olga is not doing it.

In order to continue the family, he chose a more alternative approach.

Those carefully selected attendants were all adopted by him as adopted sons and inherited the family's surname and coat of arms.

"Ahem, to everyone."

Olga's voice was transmitted to everyone through the communication channel. After half an hour of landing, all the attendants were in place.

It's time for them to perform, the astral knights need their support.

"Strictly guard the shield, use discipline, and keep your eyes open for your tonithology! Any active movement on the geological structure must be paid attention to! Remember, enemies can emerge from the ground, or even appear out of thin air, and their weapons Enough to melt your horses into a pool of boiling hot metal and flesh and blood."

"Received ~www.readwn.com~ my father, we will be cautious."

The first to respond was O'Four, a 19-year-old young man. His answer was always so straightforward. At the same time, he was at the tip of the left-wing knight's spear and drove a broad-bladed servant mecha.

"We've been sharpening it for a long time, just like a sharp blade just out of its sheath, isn't it? Be cautious, that's a cowardly rhetoric."

It was Matthias who provoked, he was a brave but slightly arrogant fighter, and the leader of the right-wing gun array.

"The arrogant driver is a crack in the perfect shield of his horse."

O'Four answered with a sneer, anyone could tell from his tone that this was a sharp criticism of someone.

"Be vigilant, prepare to fight, and do what you should do."

Olga had to interrupt such a quarrel, in a sense, such a quarrel was also deliberately created by him.