Chapter 22 Escape
“Ha-ha-”
Amurad gasped heavily and trembled, his vision flickered, and the sound in his ear canal became a A distant echo.
He grabbed the wound with one hand, but not even his advanced Lariman cells could stop the blood flowing from the torn body, when he felt the hand under his arm, Help him stand up.
The server in the power armor is complaining in pain.
The person who saved him was Soshyan, the man he had been waiting for, but now the strong recruit was so weak that he could hardly hold the bolt gun. He almost fell while helping Amurad up. fall.
"Head...helmet."
Amurad tapped Soshyan's helmet lightly with his fingers. Although he didn't understand what the Chapter Master meant, Soshyan still Holding his breath, he took off his helmet.
When he saw that Soshyan's face was covered with gray veins, Amrad's eyes widened, shocked and frightened.
"No...it's not the time yet, it's too early."
Then he motioned to Soshyan to put on his helmet, then he held his stomach and slowly walked towards a Space Marine who was leaning on a broken pillar. Soshyan also saw him and immediately recognized the think tank director of the chapter at that time. Hailarsi.
But he thought it was a corpse.
At this time, sporadic battles are still going on, but there are fewer and fewer Space Warriors alive. The Star Gods who have risen to the sky have torn most of the entire world engine into pieces, leaving only the main part. It is struggling to maintain itself, while those "stars" in the distance are approaching.
“Hailalsi, Hailarsi.”
With Amurad’s hoarse call, the think tank director who was motionless against the pillar twitched his fingers suddenly, and then his His head slowly turned around.
"Amurad."
After Soshyan got closer, he discovered that a large hole had been ablated into the think tank director's chest, and two broken hearts hung inside, which had stopped beating.
In principle, he should indeed be a corpse.
"You... found him."
Hailalxi stood up, with a stiff and slow posture.
"Yes, you can prepare."
"Okay."
After saying that, a short-handled scepter flashed in Hailarsi's hand, and the tip of the scepter was a vibrating scepter. Winged two-headed eagle.
Soshiyang was always confused during this process. He looked at his chapter leader, wondering what the expression was behind his helmet.
So he asked:
"Chapter Master, shouldn't we continue to fight?"
"Yes, we have to continue to fight, but your battle is over."
"What?"
< br>Soshyan couldn’t believe his ears.
"The end?"
"Yes, you have a new mission, Soshyan Alexey."
Amurad said, raising his hand with difficulty to take off the iron halo behind him, and then hung it on Soshyan On Yang's power pack.
"You will be the next Chapter Master."
Soshiyang froze on the spot as if struck by lightning, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he could not say a word.
"I know you have many questions, but I can't answer you now. Return to Obsidian Fortress and find Brother Seid——"
Amurad's words were interrupted by a violent cough. A stream of bright red blood spurted out from the grille of his helmet, dyeing his entire neck and chest red. At the same time, the wound on his abdomen continued to bleed, but the amount increased. Coming less and less...
It's not that the bleeding has stopped, but that his blood is about to drain out.
"Chapter Commander, I will fight with you until the death! I will be buried here with all the battle brothers!"
Finally, Soshiyang held back what he wanted to say most. That sentence.
But Amurad just shook his head and carefully took out a prismatic ruby-like object from his power armor backpack, with a dark green light flowing on it.
"This is the Red Talisman. You must take it. All of us have sacrificed just for it!"
After putting the thing called the Red Talisman into Soshyan's hands, Amurad He looked at Hylalsi, who was surrounded by halo.
As if aware of his gaze, a cold whisper floated from Hailarxi's helmet. "It's ready over there..."
This voice made Soshiyang wonder whether the person in the power armor was the think tank director of the chapter, because he remembered that the other party should Have a clear throat.
"Hailalsi has fallen."
Amurad answered Soshyan's question.
“But for the final mission, he used forbidden power to temporarily bind his soul to the corpse, but this could not last long.”
Dark witchcraft - these four words Immediately jumped into Soshyan's mind.
This kind of blasphemous witchcraft is strictly prohibited, and even the Astartes Think Tank cannot get involved in it.
Perhaps aware of Soshyan's disordered breathing, Amurad sighed and said:
"For a certain noble purpose, sometimes we have to do something that goes against the principles. This may be done with expediency. to explain, but Alexei, you have to remember that there is a line between use and collusion, never cross that line.”
Then he activated the storage space on Soshyan’s backpack. Ask the other person to stuff the red talisman inside.
"Never tell anyone that you have this thing. Return to Obsidian Fortress and find Brother Said. He will tell you everything!"
A huge tremor came through the soles of the boots. , fires and explosions came one after another, which was the signal that the distant fleet began to destroy the world engine.
"I'm going to open the passage..."
Hearing this cold whisper, Soshyan turned around suddenly, and at the same time, the scepter in Hailarsi's hand fell like a whip.
The veil of reality has been torn apart.
The scepter cuts through reality and illusion at the same time. If you look at it with mortal eyes, nothing exists in the vacuum.
However, the incision was real, and Soshyan could feel another distant existence. It was an indescribable feeling, as if emotions were mixed into some kind of entity, making a hungry and thirsty sound. Hustle.
Just when Soshyan was shocked by this weirdness, Amurad behind him suddenly pushed him forward.
In an instant, his world fell into darkness.
He wanted to move, but his limbs were under tremendous pressure as if he were falling into the deep sea, and even every organ could feel oppression.
He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but what he received in response was an indescribable and vague howl.
Tangible darkness stuck to him, wrapping around his neck, wrists, and joints, until gray veins appeared on his face again.
Then, he heard the chattering curses and taunts, as well as the painful roars, and the substantial darkness quickly moved away from him.
His vision returned, and all he could see was the torn nebula rolling and churning, asteroids colliding with each other, releasing white, purple, and a thousand colors of red.
He even thought he was thrown into the void, but everything turned into a colorful stream of colors, anger, joy, pain... The torrent of many emotions involved him, causing his mind to be extremely affected. Such a big impact, if he hadn't been strong enough, he would have lost his rationality.
But this must not last too long.
Just as he gritted his teeth and endured, everything became silent again.
He stood on a beach, with warm sand beneath his feet and waves gently lapping at his ankles.
A strange woman opened her arms to him.
She...
Who is it?
Soshyan was confused by this scene, but at least the torture was far away from him until——
"He's out!"
A steel-covered hand grabbed his shoulder armor and dragged him heavily to the ground.
Soshyan's helmet hit the ground, and the eyepiece shattered into several pieces. Then his helmet was taken off, allowing him to breathe in the dull circulating air.
He put his hands on the floor and raised his head. The first thing he saw was the livid face of Venetius, the seventh company commander of the Ultramarines Chapter.
“Are you Soshyan Alexei?”
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