Chapter 1206 Disposal Plan
Santo Joel has not slept for a long time. In the past, he always had too many things to do, and the actions of his men had to be constantly monitored and monitored at the appropriate time. Intervene.
Although the Space Marine's physique allows him to stay alert at all times, and lack of sleep will not have a big impact on him, he has been so tired recently that the sleep he had left for a long time has returned unknowingly. Got him.
Because he was the Chapter Master, Soshyan gave him a separate cabin and even allowed him to bring his own mortal servants with him.
But at this time he was tossing and turning on the bed, and the bloody dream was tormenting him.
Traitors are walking through the burning world, demons lead twisted legions on the bloody road, and the screams of billions of humans are shaking the foundation of the real world.
The Milky Way is constantly fluctuating, the army rushes out from the cracks in the sky, and the big brass bell rings the doomsday bell.
Blood red and pitch black rolled in front of his eyes.
He was eager to destroy the enemy, spread his wings and struck out——
The noise of battle, the ridicule of traitors, the burning empire, the unforgivable crime in the eternal time and space Calling for vengeance.
Unquenchable rage.
But... no, not this madness...
...swinging arms, swimming in the blood...
...sinking...
Sinking.
sink.
Sinking——
The roar shook the deck and made Soshyan stop.
He was about to go find Santo Joel when he heard some noise, so he stood still and listened.
Talos was beside him, looking a little bored.
"Talos, did you hear it too?"
"I heard it..."
Talos seemed hesitant.
"Honestly, I have heard this voice many times. You know that the descendants of Sanguinius and I have a grudge. I have seen their depravity several times, so I suggest you best Throw away these time bombs"
"Well, but I have decided..."
The roar sounded again, clearly audible, and the source was at the end of the passage in front of them.
Soshyan interrupted his words and shook his head.
"Go and have a look."
Santo Joel was being attacked from both sides, and a huge face above his head was gradually appearing, looking down at him with victory.
“Horus!”
Santo Joel gasped as a huge claw reached down and grabbed him, ready to crush him.
Double anger hit him at the same time. He felt the anger at that time, which was the first attack of the bloodline defect. The second anger came from the present, from the memory of the loss.
He thought of his past and was angry at his own sinking.
The two rages fueled each other, intensifying the hurt and dragging him deeper.
The red color is deep and turns into pitch black.
The echoes of his own past, the echoes of fallen angels, the cries of revenge are a din that tears all coherent thought to pieces.
Sink into darkness and drink blood.
Scarlet's thirst is never satisfied, even a sea of blood is not enough.
A sea of blood...
"My lord."
A faint voice mingled with the din of hell.
"My lord!"
Soon, a pair of weak hands was shaking his arm.
Santo Joel suddenly woke up. Stimulated by the terrifying things in his dream, he suddenly stretched out his hands and choked the servant's throat. At the same time, his teeth stretched out, his face was bloodshot, and he was as ferocious as A ghoul.
“Sir, it’s me!”
The servant's twisted fingers tried in vain to free his hand.
Joel's fangs extended, the mortal's heart rate rising sharply under his iron grip.
"Sir, please wake up quickly!" The next moment, the suffocating pressure on the servant's throat disappeared, and Santo Joel's face gradually became clear.
The servant took several steps back. This was not the first time he had encountered this situation. If not, he would not have dared to come in.
Santo Joel rubbed his head and quickly got out of bed.
"I'm sorry."
"My lord, the Chapter Master of the Astral Knights is here."
"Where is he?"
"In This.”
With that said, the door was pushed open and Soshyan walked in, while Talos chose to stay outside the door - he said he didn't like the cursed smell.
Santo Joel was not wearing power armor, just a red robe. He stood up and turned to Soshiyan.
"Hello, Chapter Master Soshyan, I hope I didn't scare you."
"Honestly, if you couldn't control yourself at the last moment, I might really Rush in and kill you."
Santo Joel grinned.
"It's not too late."
Soshiyang shook his head.
"I have talked with Marshal Austin about your disposal plan."
"Oh? I would like to hear the details."
"He has given up on you. But you will be handed over to your parent group, the Blood Angels, and Chapter Master Dante will ultimately decide your fate."
Santo Joel looked at Soshyan and laughed miserably.
"Ha, what a benevolent arrangement."
"This is also my bottom line. After all, you have been declared traitors by the high lords. The Suffering Alliance will never be able to fight against the empire. I hope You can understand.”
Santo Joel nodded.
"I can understand, and I'm grateful that you preserved our only dignity at the end."
"Be optimistic, things may not be that bad. Chapter Commander Dante is a kind and wise elder. He may not necessarily cleanse you."
"There is no difference between being imprisoned in the Tower of Angels for life and being executed. "
Soshiyang was silent. He didn't know what to say. After all, something happened to the Flesh Tearer. Now Dante is under a lot of pressure. I'm afraid it will be difficult to protect the Blood Knight. He will There is a high probability that sending them to the parent group will just give them a decent exit.
Santo Joel sighed, looking very tired, and continued:
“You are already the friendliest person to us in these years, Chapter Commander Soshiyan, I don’t What more can you ask for? In this dark galaxy, a decent exit is very precious.”
"Sorry. I can't do more."
"But there is still one thing I hope you can agree to.
"What? "
Santo Joel hesitated for a moment, and then said softly:
"Blood, preferably the blood of a living person. Some brothers have not had food or drink for a long time. If it goes on for a long time, they will Out of control. ”
Soshyan looked at him and nodded.
“I’ll arrange it right away.”
“One more thing.”
“What?”
“There is an area on the Blood Curse. A hidden area where several brothers are locked up.”
Seeing the other party's hesitation, Soshyan understood immediately.
"Death Company?"
"It can no longer be called a company. Our Death Company was destroyed a long time ago. Now there are only a few brothers who have been deeply involved in the black rage recently. We have been troubled by red thirst all year round, but not many have fallen into black rage."
"So what do you want to do with them?"
"I hope you can help me end their pain. They should have shed their last drop of blood for the Emperor on the battlefield, but now it seems there is no chance.”
Soshiyang thought for a moment, then moved his eyes slightly and said softly:
"That's not necessarily the case."
"Huh?"
(End of this chapter)
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