……

After carefully closing the door, Zabriel walked out of the room.

He still remembered the way he came, so he could get back to the tarmac and leave the Invincible Reason on a transport plane.

After talking to the Father of Genes, Zabriel realizes that the Father of Genes is not hiding from what he is supposed to face, but that he must have a plan in place.

The Fallen Angel matter is not something that needs to be addressed urgently by the Father of Genes right now.

Zabriel thinks that he is only causing trouble for the Father of Genes, and as for the matter of clearing his name, it is not a particularly important matter compared to the future of the entire Legion Warband.

If the Dark Angel's dissatisfaction with the Father of Genes 10,000 years ago continues to the present, that is the most fatal thing.

However, Zabriel didn't know at this time that his genetic father was not a talkative person, and there were some things that Ryan didn't say at all.

Even though the First Legion of the Dark Angels had many opinions about the Primordial 10,000 years ago, Ryan was the Primordial anyway.

Ryan stood in front of Azrael and the Inner Ring Demon Demons and raised his arms, saying that you should stop chasing the fallen angels, the Demon Demons will not listen to him.

But the demons didn't dare to take what Ryan said as a fart.

The premise is that Ryan is considered Ryan.

However, even if Zabriel knew this, he would not want to cause trouble for Ryan, he had realized that the biggest problem of the Dark Angel at the moment was not to hunt down the Fallen Angel.

Anyway, they have a place in Tyrone, and they are not going to die soon.

"Get the transport plane ready, pilot."

Zabriel gave orders to the transport pilots through the communication channel.

"Yes, sir."

The pilot responded.

But Zabriel stopped when he heard the response.

Wrong.

The pilot who carried him and Ryan to the Dark Angel fleet was the commander's personal pilot on Karis, and the pilot and Zabriel were old acquaintances.

Coupled with the situation under the fence, Zabriel carefully handles the relationship between the Karis and the Space Marines.

He wouldn't let a Terone Karis call himself an adult.

"I'll be there shortly." Zabriel said.

The Fallen Angel made his way to the tarmac, one hand on the blaster and the other on the carrying gear at his waist.

The carrier was hung with a teleportation beacon given to him by the Lord of Tyrone, and Zabriel could at least save his life if something happened to him.

Zabriel galloped all the way to the vicinity of the tarmac.

The transport plane was still parked, but the people inside were knocked unconscious, and a servant started in his place and piloted the transport plane away from the Invincible Truth, heading for the Tyrone fleet, which was thousands of kilometers away from the Dark Angel fleet.

"Zabri—Errl!"

Like the host announcing the arrival of heavyweights, the voice calling Zabriel's name dragged on for a long time.

Then a Terminator battle squad rushed out and surrounded Zabriel.

Finally, Kayan walked out slowly.

Notably, Kayan is accompanied by a servant who resembles a servo skull, but still retains flesh and skin, and appears to be self-conscious.

And that face was familiar to Zabriel.

"I'm sorry...... the servant cried and apologized, "I don't want to tell them...... But...... But the way I am...... I ......"

Zabriel looked at the servant, his pupils dilated.

Then a wave of anger burned in his chest, and this anger was accompanied by grief.

The material for the servant was Zabriel's old acquaintance.

One comrade-in-arms who became a recruit of the First Legion, both of whom were of Terra, one passed the selection, the other underwent transformation, and the other faced the Lion King who slaughtered them after the transformation was completed.

Zabriel's last news to this friend was that he was missing.

And now this friend has become a servant who only has his head dragging his spine and floats in mid-air.

"I said that why is there a dark angel with that impostor, it turns out that it is not the warband that sent a guard in advance, but you, the fallen angel, are following him."

Kayan looked at Zabriel sarcastically.

"You call our genetic father an impostor?!" Zabriel shouted.

"He may have deceived you, but he couldn't fool us." Kayan shrugged, "Trust me, if he were really Ryan El Johnson, I'd look like yours as a servant friend right now." ”

Zabriel was shocked.

He couldn't imagine that the guy in front of him hadn't been killed by the Lion King, so he thought that the Lion King was a fake.

This is a frustrating test.

"I heard that he appeared at the Tyrone, our genetic father is obviously lying in the Boulder Fortress, how can he run to the Tyrone people?"

"Dark Angels can't be like the Blood Angels' idiots, crying and worshipping a marionette made of living metal."

"We are a group with a background."

Kayan said as he gestured to the Terminators around him.

"Now we're going to deal with you, fallen angel."

As the Terminators swarmed up, Zabriel looked at the brother who had been transformed into a servant.

He had no choice but to evacuate first and think long-term.

But Zabriel thought of a lot of things, a lot of people.

Eventually, he shifted his hand from reaching his waist to drawing his gun, holding two blaster pistols and shooting at the Terminators around him.

Zabriel isn't any special fighting genius.

He knew that he and his brothers were going to return to the warband eventually, so he was embarrassed to accept Terminator A in the Star Sector.

The moment Zabriel drew his gun, his hands were severed by a power axe.

And then the legs.

Eventually, Zabriel fell to the ground, unable to do anything but look at Kaan by the neck.

But Kayan found that the fallen angel didn't seem to be nervous or scared at all.

"My death will change everything." Zabriel said.

"Nope." Kayan walked up to Zabriel, grabbed him by the hair and pulled his head up, then pulled out his sword and rested it around his neck, "Your death will not change anything, it will only bring good. That is, the Legion's dishonorable past will be completely covered up and forgotten, and no one will know that the glorious First Legion has ever happened......"

Considering the people around him, Kayan didn't continue, and slashed Zabriel's head with a sharp sword.

"I accomplished an unexpected mission."

Kayan dropped his head and weapon, fell to his knees, and bowed to the rosary that Azrael, the Dark Angel's Supreme Mentor, had given him.

When Azrael tasked him to test whether the sudden appearance of Ryan was their genetic father or an impostor, Kayan knew he might die as a result of the temptation.

The true Father of Genes would have really broken him, even if he was wearing a rosary.

But it doesn't matter.

For the warband, for the legion, for the dark angels, for the father of genes......

The dark angel's dishonorable past must be covered up.

Nor can the Dark Angel accept an imposter as the father of genes.

If this requires sacrifice, then sacrifice.

That's sublime!

That's glorious!

The impostor will pay for all the desecration it has done since its appearance, all the desecration of the true Father of Genes who lies dormant in the Holy Land, in the Great Stone Fortress.

The Dark Angel does not bear the contempt of others.

Nor will he be like the Holy Blood Angel, who uses a toy made of living metal to satisfy his love for the father of genes, and worships a toy and cries and cries.

Dark Angels don't do that.

In Kayan's ears, the words of the Supreme Mentor Azrael echoed incessantly.

(End of chapter)