The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 Soshyan guessed right, Loken’s biggest problem now is how to end it, or how to end it decently.

　　Although the traitors have been completely wiped out, they have also caused very serious personnel and equipment losses, and if there is any loss, someone will inevitably come out to take responsibility.

　　 There is no such thing as force majeure and innocence in the empire. As long as you want to look for it, you can always find a place of negligence, and Loken himself feels that this time the matter will be so big, man-made disaster is the main factor.

　　 But the most troublesome thing now is that the main responsibility bearers are all gone, so in principle, the technical priest Loken, who is the second in command of the orbital station, is of course the best person to carry the pot.

　　 He can fully imagine what will happen next.

　　 Those people will get him back to the ground from the orbital station, and as soon as he touches the ground, he will be arrested immediately and deprived of all power.

　　 Then there is an unfair trial. He will not get any opportunity to justify, and all crimes will be triggered according to the heaviest sentence.

　　 All his personal belongings will be confiscated, including his cat ear health care machine (crossed out).

　　 Then he will be stripped of the red robe, the gear necklace, and all the mechanical appendages removed, and he will be declared as a mechanical cultist.

　　 Then, he will be sent to a remodeling factory to undergo brutal anterior lobectomy surgery, and those who hate him will even make more remodeling.

　　 "...No! I don't want to be turned into a rectal massage machine by those perverted bastards! Ohnisia is on! That, that's just..."

　　 Looking at the crying mechanical priest in front of him, Soshyang realized that his popularity must be so bad that there are people ready to kill him anytime, anywhere.

　　 Such a mechanical believer, if he is allowed to join, what will be the consequences?

　　 "Priest Loken, I sympathize with your experience, but..."

　　 Soshyang shook his head.

　　 "...The Astarte Order is not a refuge, it is a group that dedicate everything to the empire and mankind at any time, just like our more than 700 brothers who died in war."

　　 "I, I am also willing to give everything for humanity and the way of Omnisia!"

　　 Loken held up the mechanical gears in his chest with his busy hands.

　　 "If you do not come, my lord, I will use the final authority to destroy the entire orbital station to ensure that the Honor Sabre will not fall into the enemy's hands!"

　　 Soshyang looked at Loken, he was probably convinced that what the other party said should be true.

　　 But it doesn’t matter.

　　 "This will be a difficult and arduous road. Once you step on it, there will be no return. Have you really thought about it, Lord Loken?"

　　 "I have decided, my lord! No, the captain of the battle!"

　　 Loken focused his head heavily without hesitation.

　　 "Well, then I, the commander of the Astral Knights, Soshyan Ariksha invited Brother Loken to join the Astral Knights as the technical priest of the Starfire."

　　 "Thank you very much! Thank you very much!"

　　 Loken nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, suddenly he remembered something and knocked his head fiercely with a gear.

　　 "Damn it! I almost forgot that!"

　　 He raised his head and said to Soshyan:

"The commander of the battle group, there is something I almost forgot. It was left by the instructor. It is said to be...Uh, the master sword made by a certain battle group commander of the battle group a hundred years ago. The instructor took a lot of hard work. I want to send this batch of supplies to Obsidian Fortress, but before completing the last step, the instructor just...but I have completed the last step!"

　　 said, he pointed his hand to Warehouse No. 5.

　　 "Team commander, please follow me."

Soshyang really did not expect this kind of unexpected gain. After he followed Loken into Warehouse No. 5, he found a large amount of ordnance piled up here, but it seemed that they should all be weapons used by mortals, of which the most numerous are the Star Boundaries. Standard laser gun used by the military.

　　 In the deepest part of the warehouse, there is a separate compartment. Loken opened the compartment with his biometric code, and Soshyang had to bend down to squeeze in.

　　 But after entering, his gaze was immediately attracted.

　　 In the static position at the end of the compartment, there is a scarlet long sword floating, which looks like a stream of flowing magma from a distance.

　　 Its length is a quarter longer than the power sword used by the Astartes, but it is also relatively narrow by a third, making it slightly slender and elegant.

Soshyang approached to observe and found that the sword body of the long sword was made of unknown material. The metal surface had a wonderful pattern like a rolling flame. The central axis of the long sword had a thin blood groove. The tip extends to the guard handle.

　　The shape of the handle is a flaming eagle wing with spreading wings. The hilt is wrapped with circles of golden coils. You can see that it has been carefully crafted.

"About this sword, the instructor didn't tell me much. He told me that it was called the Holy Flame Sword. The materials used were provided by the astral knights. The position generator above can create extremely high levels when activated. Temperature, and if the surrounding environment is also high, it can automatically be recharged... But what I am most concerned about is that this sword can be connected to the thermostatic system of the power armor through the isothermal coil on the hilt to conduct heat to user……"

　　 Loken looked at the sword and scratched his head.

"... You need to know that the temperature when the position is activated can directly carbonize a person. Even if the temperature transmitted is only a very small part, it is enough to make a person faint directly by the heat. I don't quite understand the meaning of this function. This part is me. It was installed according to the wishes of the instructor."

　　 Hearing this, Soshyang's heart moved. He realized that this sword, which had been made a hundred years ago, was definitely not used by the commander of the battle group at that time.

　　 is reserved for him a hundred years later!

　　 Whenever he uses the powerful abilities of Grey Marrow, the biomass metal will madly absorb the heat in his body. This absorption speed cannot even make up for the constant temperature system of the power armor. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 But with the Sacred Yan sword as an additional "heater", then his time to use the gray pulp can be greatly extended, and he will no longer have the embarrassment of the first fight.

　　 "Its meaning..."

　　 Soshyang stretched out his hand, plunged into the static position, broke through the slight resistance, and grasped the hilt of the Sacred Yan sword.

　　 "It's huge."

　　 At the moment when he dragged the sword out of the static position, Soshyang's thumb flicked the rune of the stand generator, and the body of the sword was suddenly covered with a deep red mist in a low groan.

　　 "Hot!"

The moment the stand started, the heat wave spread to the surroundings with Soshyang as the center. Loken felt as if he was in the melting pot of Ma'kande II, and immediately jumped back, but the edge of his robe was still Burning black hair curled from the heat.

　　 Soshyang looked at the long sword, the heat wave could be felt even through the power armor, and even the air was distorted in his eyes.

　　 At the same time, there was also a hot current that spread upward along his arm, all the way to his neck.

　　 Sweat leaked from his skin, and Soshyan turned off the stand generator.

　　 turned his head and saw Loken shrank in the corner and wiped his sweat. Soshyang immediately realized that he almost cooked the other person, so he said apologetically:

　　 "Sorry, I didn't notice that the space here is too small."

　　 "No, it's okay, is this Holy Yan sword still in hand?"

　　 "Excellent."

　　 "That's great, I believe that he will be able to drink the blood of the enemy of the empire in your hands, the leader of the battle group."

　　 Loken said, removing a scabbard from the side wall and holding it in front of Soshyang with both hands.

"Will do."

　　 Soshyang nodded slightly, then put the sword in its sheath and hung it around his waist.