1.14 Angeltay can't catch up with Hades
[My son, the words of the false gods are vulnerable, and the blasphemers pretend to be noble and decide our survival without permission, and now, attack, and drag the gods into hell. 】
Heavy footsteps rang out on the Bearer's deck, and Angeltai ran wildly towards the area where the carrier-based aircraft was docked, his brain was in turmoil due to the sudden situation, but he knew what he had to do, and Luojia's scepter was glittering with a dim light in his hand.
Luojia was not on the Queen of Glory, the Law of Faith, and Angeltay knew that, but he was sure that the Lord of Hades did not know about it.
Angeltay swallowed nervously, he remembered the feeling of oppression that had come from behind him, and he could at least do something......
He frantically adjusted the communication channels of his helmet, but the electronic warfare at the beginning of the naval battle caused him to only make a crackling noise, and the voice of the Immortal and the voice of the original body seemed to come from the distant shore, with distorted hallucinations.
"34-7, come here! Come here! ”
Angeltay shouted, waving angrily at the furious edge of the deck, and he could hear the frightened and confused breathing of the mortal pilot inside,
"Open the hatch and let me go up!"
Angeltay did not hesitate to give the order, he jumped up roughly, and directly ordered the pilot to set sail, and fragmentary beams of light were already lit up in the distance, and someone in the original body began to attack.
After a brief respite, the light of the macro cannon lit up.
Annoyed by Anglet's hammer on the bulkhead, his thirty-fourth company did not attack, and in fact, the battleship was moving away from the center of the battlefield, which was already the biggest concession they had ever made under Angeltai's persuasion.
"Go to those black ships! Turn on the surrender signal! ”
Angeltay roared, he felt the slight tremor of the Roar's hull, the engines roared, and the scene on the deck quickly receded.
Angeltay tried to open his comms again, and he regretted that he had never befriended the Whisperer's Technician, which was the consequence of not befriending heretics.
They began to rise into the air, and Angeltay saw the chaotic array of the Whisperers, the Whisperers clenched their teeth, and he saw the ships frozen in place—and wondered if they were really locked up in the initial signal war, or if they were just unwilling to make a choice, and that choice meant a cost.
Some of the ships began to try to attack the black ships that were cutting a hole in the Whisperer array at full speed, but with the rest of the ships in confusion and lacking overall command, their attack was not satisfactory, and there were even other Whisperer ships blocking their path.
The torpedoes screeched, stupidly streaked through the void, but because of calculating their orbits and avoiding friendly ships, they could only reach their destination after that rapid darkness - there was no target, the torpedoes continued on their way by inertia and residual fuel, and Angeltay watched in disbelief as the ships on the other side of the array became confused trying to dodge the empty torpedoes.
For a moment, Angeltay felt great sadness at how his proud bearer had become, but on the other hand, Angelay lamented that their stupidity had not led to a more painful price.
He didn't know which emotion upset him more.
The Fury was gliding and jolting, and Angeltay could feel the embarrassment of being the hapless pilot he had chosen, long-distance communications cut off, and short-range communications unable to notify the ships standing in their way in front of them.
Angeltay gritted his teeth and roared,
"Go to the Law of Faith!"
He stared at the speeding black ships, and even at a distance, the emaciated behemoths were moving rapidly in his sight.
“…… Don't resist, don't ......"
The sound still echoed intermittently inside Angeltay's helmet, which made Angeltay even more anxious.
But there was nothing else he could do but pray.
Angelay took a deep breath, the Fury he was carrying was shuttling from the side of the Bearer towards the Law of Faith, and the pilot was visibly relieved when Angeltay ordered the pilot to change the target, at least that meant that he didn't have to be actively exposed to the "enemy's" range.
Angeltay made one last attempt to open his communication channel, and in his desperate attempt to contact the ships, he failed again, and the electronic attack on the opposite side cut off communication between the ships and the ships.
Angeltay closed his eyes, put Luojia's scepter on his forehead, and began to pray.
In the chaos of the Whisperer fleet, no one noticed a small Wrath heading for the Law of Faith.
——————
The battleship jerked and jolted.
Angeltay opened his eyes, the battleship was gliding, and he knocked on the bulkhead and motioned for the hatch to open.
The blinding light shot in through the crack in the door, and the icy air flow squeezed through his power armor, and Angeltay jumped off the Fury, which was still flying low on the deck, trying to land, and he slammed to the ground like a cannonball, and Angeltay staggered.
He landed on the deck of the Law of Faith, where Angeltay heard the cacophony of sirens roaring as the haphazard mortal crew squeezed past him, desperately trying to squeeze into a safe corner.
He raised his eyes to see his battle brothers standing on the deck, shouting for the mortals to return to their posts.
No...... In the Legion of the Speakers, most of those mortals also believed in religion, and the religious change of the original body was too short and urgent, even most of the warriors of the legion were not convinced, let alone those mortals who were ignored?
But Angeltay didn't have time to sigh, he stepped forward, stepped out of his legs, and yelled at the nearest Whisperer, who he saw was the first company,
"Hey—"
The next moment-
Rumble!!!
A deafening loud bang came, and the rippling brilliance on the deck was fleeting, it was the corpse dropped by the disarmed Void Shield, Angeltai could clearly feel the Law of Faith tilt sharply to its side, and there was no time to think about it, he grabbed the black spear of punishment behind his back with his right hand, and ran in the direction where the loud noise came from.
The crowd of people running towards him passed by him, huge waves of air mixed with metal cargo on the deck rushed towards him like a tsunami, Angeltai ran, the waves of air pushed him heavily, metal shards cut holes in the armor, but Angeltai's pace still did not slow down for a minute.
He saw the other warriors running forward—no—Angeltay thought, no, they weren't the same goal as his.
He yelled for them to leave, but the waves swept away everything, and the communications disrupted by the ion storm were unusable, leaving only the loud rustling of the wind and the roar of sirens carried by the wind.
As the wind swept by, Angeltay rushed into the walls of gunpowder, the Law of Faith caught fire, the stench of burning metal wafted by, and in a trance Angelay thought he was running through the ruins of the perfect city.
A green figure lit up in the eyepieces, Angelay heard the sound of a blaster firing, he saw a spark in the smoke of gunfire, and the battle brother lying at his feet as if he were asleep.
Angeltay's heart thumped.
He ran towards the deepest darkness, not just the smoke of gunpowder, but something else there, and Angeltay knew what was on the other side.
There were more and more fallen wraitters at his feet, and there were traces of blood, bullets, and plasma flowing from the outermost sides, but the further he went, the more rare these traces of battle became—
- Even if more and more of the bearers are falling.
Angeltay began to gasp, perhaps too tired from running from one side of the deck to the other, he felt his steps soften suddenly, a tingling dullness came from his right hand, darkness enveloped him, and the smoke grew thicker and thicker, almost becoming a substantial bulwark.
Angeltay gasped, the scepter in his other hand getting even darker.
No—no—Angeltay thought that he was dying, and that the dull scepter was the link that broke his will.
Angeltay jerked off his helmet, and the smoke pierced his airways, and he opened his mouth and roared,
"—Silencer, Hades! Please listen to the prayers of the believers!! ”
His hoarse cry disappeared directly into the darkness, as if silent.
The smoke immediately blackened his mouth, and Angeltay forced the feeling of coughing as he continued to shout,
"In the name of the original body Luojia, I ask you to redeem the Legion of the Whisperers! My father was betrayed by Perturabo and parasitized by demons! I beseech the executioners of the Emperor to grant them the punishment they deserve!! ”
Finally saying this, Angeltay retched violently, he coughed up a mouthful of thick black saliva, and tried to continue speaking,
"- My fighting brothers, in the name of Luojia, ceasefire! Cease fire!!! ”
As if nothing had happened, Angeltay ran desperately in the endless darkness, and even the Wai Sayers who lay down at his feet disappeared, and he ran mechanically, but each step became heavier and weaker.
Finally, Angeltay couldn't hold it anymore, and with a bang, he slammed on the deck, gasping and coughing, and his lethargy getting stronger—
He saw the green glow that moved faintly in the distance.
Angeltay seized this last chance as he shouted at the blurred figure,
"Hades!! Listen to my Lord Luojia's plea!! ”
For a moment, the shining light pierced his eyes, and Angeltay felt it all in amazement, as the light rushed in, and the corners of his eyes secreted tears of reason, and power suddenly began to surge, and he looked ahead in disbelief to meet the gaze of the black-armored figure.
The sound of stabbing was mixed with radio waves, and it sounded from the emergency communication port of Angeltay's breastplate,
"Who are you?"
A cold voice sounded, but the next moment, footsteps sounded from behind Angeltay, and Angeltay saw the Hades raise his gaze on him, and he raised his gun—
Bang!
A chambersman with a gun in his arms fell to Angeltay's side, letting out a groan of pain, Angeltai's pupils dilated, and he stared at his companion's struggling body—
After a brief moment of thought, Angeltay decisively raised the blackstone spear in his hand and gave it to his moaning companion, who was instantly as quiet as a corpse, but at least he was alive.
Angeltay crouched on the deck, he pulled out the blaster from his waist and threw it on the deck, he held the original Luojia's scepter in one hand and the spear in the other, and then he slowly got up and stared at the being.
Angeltay inserted two long weapons into the deck, and the one behind his back, and he raised his hands,
"Hades! My father Luojia is not here, he is above Cadia! Under house arrest by Perturabo! ”
Angeltay yelled, it was clear that his actions and words had earned him the trust and patience of the Underworld—after all, time was all that mattered in gang jumping, and he could feel the judgmental gaze burning over him, and he paused for a moment in confusion and interest on the Blackstone Spear.
"Bring your weapons and come here."
A calm voice sounded, and then the Lord of the Dead continued without hesitation, entering the interior of the Law of Faith through the gap in the wall that had been forcibly cut.
At this time, the team of soulless people behind the underworld lord appeared in Angeltai's sight, and Angeltai, who did not know the characteristics of soulless, would not know that he had just broken through the point where even soulless people would feel discomfort by relying on his willpower.
He gritted his teeth and grabbed the weapon at his side, even if it was a sacrifice, even if he was listed as a traitor by the Bearer, he would follow.
——————
Angeltay couldn't catch up with the other side.
He gritted his teeth and tried to keep up with the heavy, eager footsteps in the distance, but he could only listen to the sound fade away, the speed of the Immortal Lord fast enough, he couldn't keep up-
The soulless men in black armor also ran at Angeltay's side, and Angeltay spit on himself that could be followed by mortals, while he still struggled with a sense of detachment.
The darkness ahead faded away, and the red-helmeted warriors who had been swallowed up by the darkness and then abandoned lay on their sides on the wall, Angeltay wished they were still alive, he could vaguely hear their breathing, and sometimes, as they ran, the occasional struggling Whisperer would be re-shot by the Soulless, but the good news was that they didn't look like they were aiming at their heads.
As if he were familiar with every path of the Law of Faith, the Immortal expertly made his way to the command room, avoiding all the ambush and trap points, as well as the levels that might be stuck in him.
Angeltay heard a distant explosion like thunder, as the Whisperers blew up the corridor to stop the invaders from moving on.
But in vain, as if anticipating their actions, as if they had walked through all possible mechanical creations in advance, Hades' footsteps would always turn in the next moment.
Eventually, when Angeltay burst into the command room out of breath, he saw the Underworld, who was already forcing the captain to turn to the Law of Faith with a gun, and the rest of the crew was shivering as they worked at the command platform, and several people were lying limp on the ground, which Angletay recognized as the navigator of the Law of Faith.
Hoping they were still alive, Angeltay muttered to himself again, at least the liquid that had flowed beneath them was not blood.
The man who was pointing the gun at the captain slowly turned his head, the scarlet light flashed, and Angeltay saw a presence with a hideous scar piercing the left side of his face, the cold mechanical face was expressionless, and on the other side, the white hair was hanging down, and the pale and calm face, the dark eyes like black holes were staring at him.
The Immortal Lord was staring at him, and even seemed interested in him.
"Say, you've got five minutes and seven seconds."
Angeltay took a deep breath.
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