"Everything was planned."

"Whether it's you, me, or those aliens, or even every world in this galaxy, every puff of dust, every drop of blood, is in the plan of the [Lion], everything may change, but it will never get out of control."

"After all, this is not a battle."

"It's a great hunt."

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Morgan's eyes were bleeding.

Crimson blood.

The subtle waterfall of blood stained her brows, from pale to worrisome cheeks, converging on the sharp jaw, not forgetting to pollute the equally pale lips.

She closed her eyes tightly, calmly and cautiously adjusting her state and situation,

Under the cover of scattered silver hair, the turquoise pupils kept turning, obscuring Morgan's original gaze under the sight of the dark angel: indifference, rejection, and pure dead silence.

If there really was an Angel of Death who saw Morgan's eyes at this time, he would have only fallen into the most shocking confusion: what a terrible gaze it was, and the owner of this gaze was more ruthless than even the coldest, most brutal, and most selfish alien overlord in the stars.

But fortunately, but unfortunately, the dark angel at this moment does not have the energy to take care of her.

The plan went smoothly, and when Morgan's spirit dived into the ocean of consciousness, she saw the soul and will of the so-called [Randan Battle Shuai] almost immediately, for no other reason, the existence of this wizard master was so dazzling and special among countless ordinary souls, it was like a dying red giant star, exuding unsettling light and heat.

Reflected in Morgan's pupils was a scene that made anyone's scalp tingle: millions of souls were scattered all over the galaxy, except for the few shining spots that belonged to humans and Astartes, and those who walked under the banner of Randan were the most gloomy and numb souls, bound tightly by twisted flesh-colored threads, and these millions of threads were intertwined with each other, all the way to the obscure star, Densely packed with a scene that would make anyone feel sick and sick to their stomachs.

In this way, the will of this master of witchcraft connects and enslaves countless souls, and it does not even need any means of defense or warning, because its stellar size and strength are the greatest defenses, and no one can harm it unless it is another star.

But now, times have changed.

As Morgan's soul slowly emerged from the myriad wailing souls, the faint star began to stir restlessly, and it was evident that it realized something, and that was the most instinctive awe of its predators.

But it is clear that this Ran Dan's [Battle Commander] may be too old, or maybe too sad, in short, when Morgan's will is fully revealed, it is not ready for a death match in the vast ocean.

Morgan didn't act immediately, she first glanced at Ran Dan's [Battle Commander] to the huge and delicious soul like a star, and then at the millions of souls that this criminal had enslaved.

【Hunger】

After a long time, this will attacked her again.

She felt hungry.

Or rather, she felt a desire to eat.

[Eat it, eat it all.] 】

[This is your power. 】

"You are born strong, and you should plunder yourself. 】

Invisibly, a voice urged her.

Morgan certainly knows, and of course desires.

This stellar alien soul is so majestic and delicious that devouring it is even more satisfying than devouring the soul of an entire world.

And these millions of obscure individuals, perhaps they are not worth mentioning compared to the huge main course, but so many of them can be used for simple hunger.

But this time, Morgan's eyes were only blurred for a moment, and her mastery of herself was still in a strong state.

Now is not the time.

Morgan knows this.

She needed a right moment.

It won't be long.

With that in mind, Morgan first carefully observed the psionic killer floating in her palm, as if to remember every detail of it.

Then, she gently pushed the alien creature that was no different from the scourge to the [star] for most psionics, and with a few fingers, the blasphemous creation was wrapped in a shield, and Morgan stood in the distance, manipulating it to float towards the target.

The destructive meteor dodged in countless threads and souls under the control of the hypocrite, like a silvery glare of light across the dark night, and it was close at hand when the victim's vision had just recovered from the sudden stimulus.

If it were an ordinary psionic person, even one of the alpha-class who was capable of summoning legions, destroying Titans, and ravaging a civilization and world at will, it would be difficult for him to be so finely defined: psionic energy is the embodiment of destruction after all, its power is so majestic and brutal, and the whispers of subspace are constantly destroying their users and restricting those subtle operations.

They can only continue to destroy the complete net on the outer edge of the star, and of course they can do this quickly with powerful psionic powers, but it also means that when that indiscriminate and devastating explosion occurs, it will be difficult for those who go too deep to escape.

But at the moment, Morgan was just admiring it from afar, and the whispers in the void accompanied the ethereal scourge star she dominated all the way, until the endless light of destruction broke through its core.

[Good dreams. 】

For the future entrée, Morgan sincerely blessed it.

——————

An explosion rang out.

This is the destruction of the pure spiritual realm, and at this moment, all the psionics in the Sabis system involuntarily frowned, those who are more powerful can still stand calmly, and those who are less powerful can only sit on the ground, and even more unbearable.

No one knew what kind of posture Ran Dan [Battle Shuai] was in as the main target, but its state could be truly felt: those who still had the strength to do so could not hear the sharpest howl in the soul realm, and the sound was as if a star was dying, accompanied by the screams of millions of people being pulled out of their souls alive.

And those ordinary people who have no talent saw a more intuitive scene, the dark angel battleship hiding at the edge of the galaxy saw the movement of the Randan fleet clearly: at a certain moment, the thousands of blasphemous warships of the entire fleet all fell into a strange and sudden stagnation, especially the core of the fleet, the battle moon with many stars holding the moon, it was like a giant machine out of control, losing its balance and sense of direction, uncontrollably hitting left and right, crushing countless Randan frigates that were too close.

Eventually, it stopped, as if dead.

At this moment, all the dark angels witnessed it with their own eyes, or it was determined from the communication.

The plan worked.

Morgan could feel a minimum of pleasure lingering in this secret underground chamber, and he barely stood except for the think tank.

And when the leader of the Dark Angels shifted his gaze from the think tank to Morgan, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, as if he was a little surprised that Morgan was still alive.

“…… How's it going for you, Ms. Morgan? ”

[It's okay.] 】

She laughed, which made the Dark Angel feel an instinctive uneasiness, and he could feel the mortal looking around everyone in the room.

He felt a little dangerous.

Obviously, this is a delusion.

"So...... Do you have any questions? ”

Morgan brushed away the blood and opened his eyes, his pupils were already full of exhaustion from death.

"I want to know what happened, that can be satisfied, right?"

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"Absolutely."

During Ahriman's final questioning, the hooded Dark Angel simply nodded.

The ship they were on had just left the shadow of the planet's orbit and left the very edge of the Sabis system, and when the light of the stars brightened the bridge of the battleship once more, Ahriman realized that they had made a big circle from Sabis IV all the way to the back of the Zandan fleet.

The hugely large Mandeville Point was not far from them at this time, and Ran Dan was clearly not interested in leaving more garrison here: more small ships of the Dark Angel were quickly drilled out of the shadows, and the few small ships that Ran Dan had left behind were quickly wiped out under their flanking attack.

As Aliman watched the battle end, he felt he couldn't take it anymore, so he found the dark angel who was in charge of everything again.

"Presumably the harsh secrecy system in your mind already allows you to know more?"

Facing the yin and yang weirdness of the commander of the Thousand Sons Company, the dark angel just smiled.

"Of course."

"So, what exactly are we going to do?"

"You just have to watch."

With that, he lowered his head and continued to operate something.

Ahriman was not angry—even he thought it was incredible, perhaps the untruthful turmoil in his soul had temporarily weakened his strength and temper.

But soon, what was happening outside the porthole caught his full attention.

Several Dark Angel warships were concentrated in the vicinity of Mandeville Point, they obviously had some kind of tacit cooperation power, and after a period of silence, each warship invariably emitted some kind of light blue ray of light, which first converged together, and then pounced on Mandeville Point.

Then, a scene that made Ahriman's pupils dilate.

As if the switch of the drain valve had been unscrewed, the undulating waves of Mandeville Point had shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye after [engulfing] the light.

Before Ahriman could utter any exclamation, it was indistinguishable from a normal Mandeville Point, and after a few moments, it had shrunk to the point where any slightly larger ship could not pass through.

"You ...... What was done...... You shut it down? ”

"It's just a while."

The Dark Angel seemed to enjoy Ahriman's shock extraordinarily.

"It's going to be closed for a few days, roughly five to seven Terra standard days, but that's enough."

"At least, that's enough for everything that happens next."

“…… What are you going to do? ”

"A hunt, that's all, but that's not our job, it's someone else's, the lucky ones who are still on Sabis IV, and they'll tell these aliens, what the truth is in the void."

“…… What is it? ”

Ahriman asked sincerely.

And the Dark Angel just sneered.

——————

[All of them.] 】

At a certain moment, in the communication of all the living dark angels on the planet Sabis IV, a voice rang out in unison.

As the voice echoed through the chamber, Morgan could hear it clearly.

[All the soldiers of the First Legion, please note, go to the marked place immediately, repeat, go to the marked place immediately, abandon all combat missions and positions, and go to the marked place immediately.] 】

[From now on, there is only one task for us, and there is only one goal for us. 】

[Immediately assemble at the marked location, board the Relic Battleship moored in low earth orbit, and we will go directly to the battle moon of Randan.] 】

[Start the gang jumping battle.] 】