Reverend Vental stood at the pass, his power axe hanging from his waist, and he was able to raise his weapon at once if needed, and at the foot of the hill his fighting brothers lay in ambush for any contingencies. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But Wintar knew that even so, the heretical space marines who had thrown themselves into the Dark Remnant would not take these designs to heart.

Upon hearing the name of the Silver Angel, Priest Vental contacted the Warband's headquarters, and although there were intermittent disturbances due to the Hive, Wintal eventually received information from the Warband about the renegade, as well as instructions from the Warband.

"The Holy Silver Angel, whose origins in the Cursed Army, has a combat style with the protection of civilians as the primary goal, and was declared a heretic by the Inquisition for refusing to pay genetic seeds to the Inquisition, and only a handful of survivors escaped. For them, be cautious and prioritize the elimination of the Iron Warriors as the primary goal, and let them deal with Tyranny. ”

The commander's instructions still ringed in Vental's ears, but Vental was skeptical about whether the communication was going well. Admittedly, unlike most Astarte warbands, Blade Wings can work with Xenomorphs to achieve their goals.

However, there is an indelible distaste for these heresies.

Never forgive, never forget.

Ventar admits that, as traitors, they are better than those who have fallen into chaos, but that's about it.

Unless the situation is dire, the Emperor's Space Marines have no chance of compromising with the traitors and dealing with another group of traitors.

Suddenly, Vental looked up, and a black dot appeared in the sky that had not existed before, and then quickly grew larger and larger, and almost instantly, a huge vehicle hovered above Vental, casting a heavy black shadow.

Looking at the huge steel vehicle, Wintal frowned, in his eyes, it had a considerable resemblance to the Thunderhawk, but it was obviously larger, and it was equipped with more weapons that Vental could only vaguely recognize, and most importantly, it not only flew faster than the Thunderhawk, but also did not have the obvious tail flame of the Thunderhawk.

It seems that the Dark Remnant's skill level is indeed unpredictable, which needs to be noted, but on the other hand, the fact that they dare to defile the sacred Thunderhawk makes Wintar a little angry, but Wintar quickly controls his anger.

It's not the time for these traitors to pay the price, they'll be punished by the God Emperor, but not now.

The tainted vehicle hovered in the air for a moment, then began to slowly fall.

Wintar knew that the next step was to get to the point.

When the vehicle was levitated less than five meters from the mountain, a huge figure jumped down with the sound of mechanical running-in.

The one who came was wearing was undoubtedly power armor, but this design was completely different from the MK7 double-headed eagle power armor, and even had little in common with those ancient power armor that were too old to be seen in Vental.

It's similar to the Blade Wings, and Wintar can't help but think so.

However, Wintar was not too surprised, after seeing so many strange alien weapons, at least the weapons of the Dark Remnant could basically see the style of humans.

After quickly adjusting his mind, Priest Vental watched as the renegade Space Mariner stood four meters away from him - a cautious fellow...... Then stopped.

"I'm Priest Vental of the Blade Wings Warband, I've been authorized, and everything I have to do with you will be coordinated within the Warband, now, what do you want to say, heretical?"

"This is Sergeant Urut, the commander of the second company of the Federal Holy Silver Angel Wargroup, I am here to consult with you, if you can, Your Excellency the priest of the Blade Wings, I hope you can at least call me without derogatory terms, I believe that our understanding of this term should not be too far off."

Vental stared at Urut without hesitation: "I'm just repeating the facts, and if it weren't for the circumstances, it would be my power axe to argue with you." ”

"Well, I understand your distrust, and from my standpoint, I can't trust you Terra government thugs, but given that time is precious, it's better for us to devote our time to discussing our next cooperation, even if it only lasts for a short time."

Urut - that's what he calls himself, Vental thought.

He shrugged his shoulders and took off his helmet.

――――――― (Steven) ――――――――

"Company Commander Tyrell, I'm sorry to let the Holy Silver Angel take on such a difficult mission, but the Federal Marines are really not suitable to communicate with the Imperial Space Marines, please forgive me." I said this to Company Commander Tyrell in the communication band.

"Don't mind, Ambassador Steven, while you were the first to propose contact with the Imperial Space Marines, my warriors did not act on my orders, but on their own thoughts."

I laughed.

"It may not be cautious, but it shows that this kind of contact is necessary under the premise that we have planned, but it is really difficult for you to take on the task of communication, after all, ......"

"Let the past pass, Mr. Ambassador, we chose the Federation not simply because we were betrayed and abandoned by the Empire, but because we chose it voluntarily. No matter what the Imperial Government says about us, our beliefs have never changed, and traitors will always have ten thousand reasons to explain their betrayal, but we are not traitors, they are, so, I don't want to say anything, let the future bear witness to our loyalty. ”

"Speaking of which, I am grateful to Marshal Lincoln, after all, we have all said that, but he is still willing to promise us to the higher-ups. Oh, loyal to the emperor but turning away from the empire? We are really conflicted, I wonder if the emperor will accept us if he returns one day, or will he execute us with his own hands? But for the sake of that rational and united galaxy, we have no regrets. ”

"As an aside, about the founder of the empire." "Personally, I think he was a man who was too great to describe, whether as a leader, a warrior, or a scholar.

But he is so perfect that his people can never learn from him, but can only submit to him, and after leaving his guidance, the empire will only, and can only deify him, worship him, and not preach reason, as he expects.

Company Commander Tyrell, you know the Federation's policy towards the galaxy and the Empire, and if the Empire itself is not aware of its own problems, we will not care what happens to the Empire, our fundamental goal has always been Tyrann. ”

"Yes, I know that." Tyrrell said.

"We are not just the Holy Silver Angel, the Golden Locust, the Son of Aruye...... We all share the same belief that even if it is a long time, we will one day return to him the empire that the emperor wants. ”