The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 "Beauty! Beauty! I'm coming!"

　　 Loken opened his arms, let out a weird and even distorted laugh, and rushed straight at YT-0001.

　　 All of a sudden, even Armin was frightened. He even thought whether this mechanical cultist had some kind of electronic plague.

　　 "Emergency passive defense, start."

　　 When Loken was about to pounce on him, YT-0001 suddenly moved.

　　 saw its right arm suddenly ejected a light green sharp blade, and then directly pierced Loken's chest.

　　 No accident, this guy will die immediately.

"stop!"

　　 With a roar, Loken and YT-0001 froze at the same time, and the weird pale green blade also hovered less than a centimeter from Loken's chest.

　　 "I'm out of shape, I'm out of shape."

　　 Loken retracted his arm in embarrassment and patted his face, and YT-0001 also retracted his blade, but said nothing.

　　 Soshyang suddenly turned his head to the opponent, and asked in a deep voice:

　　 "How did you get this weapon."

　　 When YT-0001 ejected the green sharp blade, Soshyang immediately recalled the terrible battle not long ago. The melee weapons used by those mechanical undead were the same as the sword ejected by YT-0001.

　　The faint green light, he will never admit it.

　　 After hearing Soshyang’s questioning, YT-0001 rarely paused again for a while before answering:

　　 "The special model phase sword, installed during the body construction, is the initial weapon."

　　 "Phase sword? That's not different—"

　　 Just about to finish the last paragraph, Loken suddenly noticed that a cold gaze was looking at him, and immediately swallowed the words in his throat, standing in sorrow.

　　 Soshyang did not continue to ask, he already had the answer in his mind.

　　 And the deployer of these combat robots, he probably guessed it too.

　　The rest, just wait to go back and look for the Brother Said to answer. The most important thing now is to transport these precious combat robots back to the Spark as soon as possible.

　　 "Why did you come here."

　　 At this time, Soshyang finally had time to take care of this rough mechanical cultist.

　　 "It's... these combat robots suddenly appeared in the teleportation room and scared me a bit. I thought the commander of the battle group had you visited another forging world."

　　 "Then you don't need to worry about it now."

　　 "Of course, of course."

　　 Loken wiped the sweat from his forehead, then looked around.

　　 "Clan commander, this base... is you going to give up?"

　　 "What do you mean."

　　 "There are many things here that are of extremely high value, including the maintenance processing line, as well as these stagnant position generators, including the main energy system..."

　　 Soshyang understood what the other party meant, but because this place still has a certain degree of danger, he does not plan to stay here for too long.

　　 "Give me a time."

　　 "Uh... if we can send a group of slave laborers down."

　　 "What's the fastest time."

　　 "Three days! It can be done in three days as soon as possible!"

　　 "Okay, then three days, in addition to these useful things are moved away after three days, I want you to install something."

　　 "What is it?"

　　 Soshyang transmitted his thoughts to Loken in the form of text, and the other party took a look, then nodded, indicating that he could do it.

　　 "I will give you the secondary authority of this group. After a while, you and Rogers will be responsible for their maintenance work. This is a very heavy work, and we don't have more staff for the time being."

　　 Hearing that Soshyan would hand over the battle robot team to his management, Loken's immediately showed undisguised ecstasy and expectation.

"my pleasure!"

　　 Talking, Loken's eyes have been staring at YT-0O01. This can be said to be the most cutting-edge individual among the combat robots. For the mechanical priest, it can be called a sacred object.

　　 He has only seen Telex-type combat robots in the classics and materials. This kind of omnic that has stepped on the red line of the Crimson Agreement has always made him fascinated.

　　 The main direction of Loken Academic is intelligence and combat robots.

　　 "Beauty, we will have time to get along in the future."

　　 Loken rubbed his hands, came to YT-0001, looked carefully from head to toe, and then circled the opponent again.

　　 "This piston, this gear, and this transmission... It's so perfect, so awesome, I can't sleep without you in the future."

　　 "But—"

　　 Suddenly, Soshyang's prolonged sound made Loken's heart beat.

　　 "But, but?"

　　 "You are only in charge of these castle-class combat robots, if it does."

　　 Soshyang reduced his slack tone.

　　 "Only responsible to me."

　　 "Cocoa Cocoa——"

　　 Loken's face suddenly changed, his hands kept gesticulating, what he wanted to say but he didn't know where to start, and finally before he was about to suffocate himself, he finally organized a suitable language.

　　 "It needs professionals to maintain it, and if it is damaged, it must be repaired by professionals. It is a very delicate treasure."

　　 "With Rogers in charge, you don't have to worry about it."

　　 After finishing speaking, Soshyang tilted his head towards YT-0001, and the other party opened his chest knowingly and sent the control panel to Loken.

In the end, the Mechanical Priest could only be dejected to receive the secondary authority from the opponent~www.NovelMTL.com~ After transmitting the second batch of combat robots to the Spark, Loken also returned to the ship and began to arrange personnel to disassemble the equipment and carry it. At the same time, Falzad’s team was also ordered to be sent underground.

　　 Their task will be to guard the portal to prevent sudden attacks when the base equipment is dismantled.

　　 When everything was proceeding in an orderly manner, Soshyan had already taken the team, returned to the starting point from another safe road, and joined the two soldiers guarding here.

　　 He feels that he still has some unresolved issues.

　　 At this time, it was two standard Terra days before they left Setis. When they arrived quietly outside of Setis, it was already late at night.

　　 is the same as last time.

　　 But outside the city late at night, some huge fires were burning at this time, which made Soshyang suspicious.

　　 When he approached, there was a terrible scene in front of him.

　　 Withered and skinny corpses were piled together like piles of wood. After the city guards stripped them of the only useful things, they threw them here and waited to be burned.

　　 The corpses were completely frozen together, cold and hard looking like ice cubes. Among them were men, women, old people, and children.

　　 They all opened their eyes wide, telling their unwillingness before death. Most of them were covered with scars from bullet holes and bayonets, and some were beheaded.

　　 even more, even the limbs were cut off.

　　 Some of the faces, Soshyang still has a vague impression.

　　 When looking at them, the Astarte's heart was full of anger and guilt. What's more terrifying is that there is more than one such "firewood pile".

　　 After leaving the world engine, he once again became extremely furious...