Chapter 1126: It’s hard to distinguish between loyalty and treachery
“You——”
The sudden approach of the other party made Azrael take a step back involuntarily, and then the other party’s low roar came straight to the door.
"Boy! You don't understand anything! You have never walked with Him! You have also never witnessed His superior look down and that arrogant and indifferent sneer!"
Azriel's features twitched, ripples of anger passing over his face.
"I've heard enough of your crazy talk. If you keep talking, I swear, I will kill you."
"You think so, Azrael?"
The man smiled, but his voice became colder.
“Do you think it is justice and honor to kill a brother of your own blood?”
“What I must do is to protect our honor!”
Azriel's gaze became as sharp as polished steel.
"We cannot let the glory of the Chapter, or even the Legion, be destroyed! This is my responsibility!"
"Do you really know what responsibility is?"
"This is it!"
Suddenly, Azrael slammed his elbow into the man's chest, pushing the other person's body to fall backwards.
He took advantage of this momentum, grabbed the opponent's shoulder armor with his left hand, and struck a series of hammer blows on the Lion's helmet with his right hand.
The other party also reacted quickly. He straightened his waist, jumped forward, held Azrael's head with both hands, and then knocked the Supreme Master headfirst into the ground.
"With all your strength, all your anger and all your will to fight, you can't defeat me!"
The other party just gave him this, then roared away.
Azrael tried hard to stay awake, but he knew that the other party was right. With just this blow, he felt as if he had been hit by a thunder hammer.
But he still pushed up his knees and tried to stand up.
"I'm not trying to defeat you-"
Blood and teeth spilled from Azrael's mouth as he spoke.
"Just to tell you!"
He stood up and wiped his lips with one hand.
"Seph! It was you who destroyed Caliban! It was you who destroyed the First Legion!"
After saying that, Azrael roared and rushed towards the man, wrapping his arms around him.
In the process, he was hit once and hit three times harder, but he persisted, even as his armor began to bend and crack. He even had to press his head against the opponent's breastplate.
The two struggled and then rolled off the church's pulpit.
Two angels fell at the same time.
They hit the ground like rocks falling from the sky, shattering the thick wooden floors and sending sharp shards flying into the air like grenade shrapnel.
But in the end, Azrael failed to capture the opponent, and instead he was already bruised and swollen.
"I don't have time to mess around with you anymore."
The mysterious man stood up unsteadily and started to walk towards the exit.
“Don’t go!”
Azrael snarled, slamming his fists into the ground and pushing himself up onto his feet.
Blood streamed from his nose and pooled around his eyes.
"Seph! Stop!"
He gritted his teeth in anger and forced out the words.
“Do what you have to do, and if you really want to know something, go to Soshyan.”
The other party dropped these words and walked into the darkness.
After Azrael gasped for more than ten seconds, he stood up with difficulty. He looked at the deep darkness where the other party disappeared, and frowned.
"Soshyan. Soshyan? Why him?"
Just as the battlefield in Attica was changing unpredictably, another group of people was also on the battlefield thousands of kilometers away. Working hard on an arid plateau.
This was once a colonist's fortress, but it was abandoned a thousand years ago, and you won't even find any information about it on the map of Paisha. But a week ago, it welcomed a team of a hundred people.
The leader of the team is none other than Judge Lennart Meyers.
He is now standing on the edge of a huge pit in the ruined center of the ancient fortress.
Underneath the colonist's residence is a large stone structure containing a mound that appears to be the pinnacle of a dome beneath the building. It appears to be made of the same stone as the structure at the center of the anomaly. Done.
However, the nearby pillars still cannot be identified, and they do not look like they were built or man-made. Even so, the structure of the submerged cave still has a disturbingly seamless material.
Lennart Meyers sees no seams, no mortar, no suggestion that the building is not carved from a single block of black rock.
It seems that the entire section became this shape and was then buried by the passage of thousands of years. A similar structure can be seen in the second subsidence site.
Melissa, who was standing next to the judge, said carefully:
"If this is what is under the two mounds..."
"Yes."
The Inquisitor was the first to answer, then turned slowly in a circle:
"Are the other mounds the same?"
"Yes."
Now he realized The four mounds are so evenly spaced that the diagonals connecting them will meet in the center of the plateau.
"Why, didn't it sink in the other two places? It only happened where the colonists built their houses."
An archeology consultant whispered:
"There must be a connection, we haven't found it yet."
The Inquisitor walked to the edge of the cave again.
"We expose the truth, cutting right into the heart of lies."
The Inquisitor then ordered that the entire extent of the underground structure be revealed.
Since the operation brought a lot of machinery, the work progressed quickly. His faith was shaken, and dozens of workers worked together to dig out the edge of the second pit.
Each blow dragged the rock formations down, plunging into the darkness, pebbles and clods of earth crashing against the face of the black structure.
Although its mystery also deepens, the more time it remains visible, the scale of the building becomes increasingly apparent.
Others may not feel it, but psyker Melissa's faith is being shaken by the mysteries of the structure.
When it is exposed to the light, it mocks reason, the facade is a bunch of ornate sculptures with little representativeness about the artistic features, the twisted lines and protrusions of the stonework are terrifying and majestic abstract language.
When Melissa looked directly at the carving, she saw power condensed into the stone, and the stone was about to explode with power.
She couldn't stare for long, the designs damaged her mind, they tried to strangle her eyes.
But as she avoided her gaze, the torture changed its character, forcing her peripheral vision to maintain its rising motion.
She tried to remind herself that there would be no movement, movement was a mockery and a lie.
The fear grew stronger, and the next time she looked, the stone began to squirm.
"My lord, I feel that there may be something here-"
"You look frightened."
Melissa raised her head and turned around, the inquisitor stood behind her, even though the other person's face was He was smiling, but he could still feel the stern scrutiny in his eyes.
"Yes, my lord."
"You should not be like this, you should have full confidence in your colleagues. No heretical force can stand before us."
"I know."
Lennart Meyers raised his head.
"My words can't make you relax, can they?"
"Sorry, my lord, I will try to relax."
"That's good."< br>
For some reason, she felt that there was something deeper hidden in the judge's smile——
(End of Chapter)