Chapter 2041 Seeker
The third deck of the passenger ship belongs to the civilian cabin with the lowest fee. It is almost the same as the bottom nest slum. Long voyages often take weeks or even months, and people can only squeeze in In the small cabin, the length of the folding bed is no more than one and a half meters, and some slightly wealthier passengers will choose to carry their own tents and sleeping bags.
Since there will be no food provided in the civilian cabin, passengers will either go to the restaurant to eat expensive fast food, or they will make it on their own. Some people even set up private kitchens to make cheap food for sale using the ingredients they brought.
In a sense, this is a small city, only more dirty and chaotic, but basic security is still there. Crew guards armed with electric shock batons will often patrol here and beat some who don’t like it. The unlucky guy.
Si Xina sat cross-legged on the bed in a small independent cabin. She was covered with a light brown robe, which almost covered her from head to toe, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
A small censer sat to her left, against the cold wall, hardly comparable to the comfort of her meditation room on the Inquisition cruiser, or even the austere room aboard Serenity II. , but she was too tired and longed for a short rest and occasional comfort.
Just sitting down, closing your eyes, and not looking back is enough.
As time passed by, she regained a little energy and found that her thoughts were wandering, rising on the wings of thought, and a strange pressure of foreboding hit her - just Like a slowly forming ball of water filling the space in her head.
Her senses let her know in a hazy way that a prophetic trance was coming if she chose to let it go.
At first, she refused, choosing to spend some time to stabilize her mentality and restore her strength. After all, there is a mixed bag of fish and dragons here. Although it is a good place to hide, there will also be various accidents.
Her master and her colleagues are dead, and now she can only rely on herself. Before she uses that kind of psychic power, she is just a twenty-year-old girl who is a little more fragile than normal people.
But the tide that enveloped her thoughts was not so easy to calm down, and another thought told her that only by accepting the visions provided by the trance state could she hope to foresee what was before her.
She was not sure whether this was her idea, but finally gave in to the pressure, sighed softly, closed her eyes, and cleared her thoughts.
Crazy visions of the future flooded into her skull like dark clouds hanging over the canopy of trees.
First of all...
It's the same as before, always the same.
The cold hit her, and although she wasn't sure if she was actually part of this vision, or just watching the events from somewhere "far away", she still felt naked: Ice in Forming on her skin, steam rising from her mouth with every breath.
For any physical existence, the subspace can be described as an abyss.
The next second, her soul was standing on a huge gray stone pillar, surrounded by nothing. No matter which obscene breeze caught her, it would make her roll down the steep side.
At this time she was like a lamb on the altar.
She cried, was scared, and was sickened, even though she had seen all of this before.
This is the fourth time she has witnessed this scene.
Then, there seemed to be something in the clouds in front of her, an invisible presence that broke the fog of confused thinking, moving like a shadow under the water, getting closer and closer.
Just like before, she knew what it was.
She was forced to leave the stone pillar and was lifted high by a beast in black armor with the symbol of a double-winged sword on his body - this terrible scene created in front of her was almost certain to happen. on her.
But there's more to come.
She tried to see the monster grabbing her, but it was very blurry...
Suddenly, it left, her consciousness also left, and Scyna's soul fell into the darkness. , hatred and anger boiled around her. She believed she had seen it all and experienced it all, and that the symbol represented an identity.
Dark Angel…
The Dark Angels are traitors, they have fallen, they secretly betrayed the Imperium and the Emperor.
Cecina believed in her feelings, even though she knew that the nature of subspace visions was a guessing game of half-truths and half-falsehoods.
“Well——”
The girl woke up gasping, with thick bile accumulating in her mouth. She lay on the bedside, vomiting and choking, holding her stomach. It took a while to recover.
It’s too cold...
Suddenly, she heard the announcement that the ship was about to arrive at the port.
The girl struggled to the bedside, turned on the kettle, and poured herself a cup of hot water. After waiting for her body functions to gradually recover, she opened the pillow, picked up the belt and leg rings, and tied them around her waist. and on the left thigh, then tied a laser pistol to the waist, hung a micro acupuncture pistol on the leg ring, then a dagger, and finally simply packed the small baggage.
When she walked out of the hatch, people outside had already started queuing up to take the elevator. The scene was very chaotic, with shouts and curses everywhere, and people running in the middle. This often means that a thief has succeeded.
The journey went smoothly. As a follower of the Inquisitor, she had a perfect identity disguise that was completely impossible to be discovered. Soon she left the passenger ship and came to the airport, and boarded a transport plane bound for the ground.
She must first return to her master's secret residence, find a way to contact other colleagues who are still alive, and hand over the evidence she possesses to a person who is trustworthy and has the power to avenge those dead.
Scyna knew what kind of force she was about to accuse, a powerful group of Space Marines, a founding group.
But she must avenge her master.
Not long after the girl boarded the transport plane, another group of people also entered the airport from the secret VIP channel.
“The boss said, capture the people, give each person two tons of palladium, and if you find something, add another ton for each person. This money is enough to go to a remote world and live comfortably as a noble for a lifetime.”
The leader is a slender figure. He is taller than most men and very slender. He wears a mask that seems to be shaped by a whimsical sculptor. The mask has a fixed and arrogant look. With an expression on his face, an electric blue cloak covered his body from the neck down, beneath which a sheen of pearly gray could be seen.
Behind him, there are six other figures, they are male or female, some are tall, some are short, but without exception they are killers and bounty hunters who are very famous in the Maelstrom area but almost no one has seen their true faces.
Not long ago, a mysterious financial owner issued a dangerous mission. The Death Cult assassin in front of him, known as the Gray Ghost, accepted the mission and summoned some of his past partners, but Gray Ghost himself said that he did not know who the real boss was and that his upline was just a middleman.
But these are not important. What is important is that this is a mission with extremely rich rewards. Even if it is to assassinate a planetary governor, no one may be able to offer such a price.
What they have to face is just the "little trouble" of the Tribunal and their "comrades" who seem to have also accepted the mission.
Previously in the Grief Galaxy, they had fought against the entourage of the Tribunal, and also fought against their colleagues who had accepted the same mission. The mysterious financial owner hired many killers, but the reward was only One serving.
There is only one goal.
The two-chapter plot is not a branch line, but a closing line
(End of this chapter)