After a war of words, Mohr was completely speechless.

He just stood there and began to wonder about his life.

Wei Mu saw that another confused young man was successfully enlightened by himself, and he was in a good mood for a while, so he began to get carried away.

"I said buddy, please pour me a cup of tea, I've been chatting with you for so long, my mouth is a little dry."

The corners of Moore's eyes twitched: "You are still the first to ask for tea in our dark angel's cell." ”

Wei Mu pursed his lips: "It's not that you have to pull me to ask this and that, and you have dried my mouth, it shouldn't be too much for me to ask for a glass of water, right?" ”

From this point of view, it seems that he is indeed unreasonable.

Moore thought for a moment, and was really ready to turn around and bring a glass of water for Wei Mu.

As a result, when he turned around, he found a man standing there silently, and he didn't know how long he had been standing there.

The man who suddenly appeared was wearing a winged lion helmet, a arcane sword at his waist, and a Grand Mentor badge inlaid in front of his chest, none other than none other than the leader of their Dark Angel Warband, a legendary space marine, known as the Guardian of Truth, Azrael.

"What are you going to do?"

The warlord questioned the recruit in an unkind tone.

"This ...... This ......"

Mor was hesitant, and was a little overwhelmed by the powerful aura of the war group leader.

Azrael scolded, "A mere heretic who writes anti-books dares to beg for tea and drink in our dark angel's cell and give him face? ”

Moore lowered his head: "I'm very sorry, Captain Warband......"

Although Azrael was very unhappy with Moore's performance, the dignified Dark Angel was so fooled by a heretic that he doubted his life, and he also helped people bring tea and pour water, which is simply unusual.

But he also knew that this could not be blamed on the recruits, this kid in the cell was not an ordinary heretic, and he had to strike hard.

"Open the prison door!"

Azrael said.

"Yes, Captain!"

More took the order and opened the cell door with the key.

Azrael walked into the cell and came to Vimu.

The already very tall body, coupled with a solid set of power armor, was like a heavy city wall at the moment, blocking in front of Wei Mu.

It seemed that it only took Azrael's thought for the wall to fall down in an instant, easily crushing Vimu into a pulp.

"Well, that, in fact, it doesn't matter if you don't have tea, it's a good thing to put an end to public spending."

Wei Mu really wanted to slap himself in the mouth.

What are you getting carried away about, don't you know that these dark angels are a group of demons?

The warlord in front of him has the title of "Guardian of Truth" on his head, the sword in his hand is also called the "Arcane Sword", plus the classic quote of their genetic father, Lion King Ryan Ellensson: "The First Legion has no secrets".

You can imagine what kind of style of work it is usually.

He shouted that there were no secrets, and secretly he didn't know how many things were hidden.

The reason why a secret is considered a secret is that it must not be known by others.

As far as Wei Mu alone knows, what fallen angels, what Second Empire, and what robed villains are enough for the dark angels to cramp and skin him tens of thousands of times.

Even if there is someone on top of him, the far water can't save the near fire.

If this guy's brain is a little convulsive, his whole body will be gone.

If it was because of the waste of doing things, then forget it, like this kind of inexplicable death in the hands of his own demons, Wei Mu really can't accept it.

However, it was too late for Azrael to relent. From the first glance of those anti-books, he had already arranged the ending for Wei Mu.

"Is there anything else to say before you die, heretical?"

With such a direct greeting, it seems that Wei Mu is really in danger this time.

This person, once he learns that he is in great trouble and has no way to save him, he will become skinny.

Wei Mu sorted out his mood, breathed a long sigh of relief, and asked, "Who does the heresy say?" ”

Azrael's voice was dull: "Of course the heretics are talking about you! ”

"So you're a heretic talking about me." Wei Mu said in a strange manner, "It's a pity that I, as a great hero of the empire that has not been encountered for thousands of years, actually died tragically in the hands of a guy full of secrets, which is really sad and lamentable." ”

After hearing Vimu's words, Azrael's face turned green.

Sure enough, there should be no nonsense about this kind of heresy, and direct punishment is the right choice.

When it comes to torture, the Dark Angels are experts.

Since the Great Horus Rebellion, there has actually been a rebellion within the Dark Angels, and some members have thrown themselves into Chaos, known as the Fallen Angels.

The existence of the fallen angels is top secret, and the dark angels must maintain their image of absolute loyalty, so for as long as 10,000 years, they have been secretly hunting for the fallen angels.

As long as all the fallen angels can be apprehended and executed before the matter is revealed, then the fact that "some members of the warband have betrayed humanity" can be treated as if it never happened, and the honor of the warband will be preserved.

Whenever a fallen angel is apprehended, he is taken to the dungeon to be repentant.

Those who take the initiative to repent can die happily directly, and those who do not want to repent will be subjected to all kinds of cruel torture until they repent or die.

Azrael hadn't done anything like this to make prisoners remorse since he had been promoted to the elite of the Regiment, and now, the Supreme Mentor of the Dark Angels, was going to try his long-dormant craft on Vimu.

So he picked up the soldering iron on the side, wanting to give Wei Mu a try on the burning as an appetizer.

Wei Mu was indignant at this: "Come on, kill me, kill me, and thousands of me, I am inexhaustible, I am loyal!" ”

is just a heresy, and there is even a face to mention the word loyalty.

"I see how loyal you are!"

Azrael tore open Vimu's clothes, intending to brand the boy's chest, only to find that the word "loyalty" was written on Vimu's chest, with an Imperial double-headed eagle printed in the middle.

"Loyalty is not guilty, loyalty is not guilty!" Wei Mu shouted loudly.

Suddenly Azrael can't be rectified.

If he wanted Azrael to kill the heretic, he would not hesitate for a second, but if he wanted to make the word "loyalty" and even the Imperial Double-headed Eagle smash, he really couldn't do it for a while. It was as if he was a traitor who was persecuting Zhongliang at the moment.

Azrael stared at Wei Mu coldly: "What, you kid is still not convinced?" ”

"Of course I'm not convinced." Wei Mu rolled his eyes, "That is, it fell into the hands of you unreasonable war bands, otherwise, in terms of the great exploits I have made for the empire, I really want to say it, who doesn't treat me as a guest?" ”

Azrael's voice was low: "Your clumsy tricks may have fooled others, but we are the firstborn, and no evil will try to deceive our eyes!" ”

Wei Mu waved his hand: "Ah, yes, yes, yes, you dark angels will not be deceived by others, they just like to deceive themselves." There is a saying that if the Dark Angel sees what the Dark Angel is doing to the Dark Angel, the Dark Angel will definitely invade the Dark Angel and free the Dark Angel from the Dark Angel's tyranny. ”

After listening to Vimu's words, Azrael was silent for a long time.

He was actually also reflecting on whether their dark angels had gone too far in order to protect various secrets over the years.

Finally, the Dark Angel's Supreme Mentor breathed a sigh of relief and said, "In that case, then convene a just ruling, and if you succeed in defending yourself in court, the Dark Angel will recognize your loyalty!" ”

Wei Mu's expression was stunned: "A fair ruling? Where is the court held? ”

Azrael frowned: "Of course, it's a court session on the spot, what's the matter, you kid still want to pick a venue?" ”

"What's that, open on the spot, in the Boulder Fortress?" Wei Mu shouted, "The lawyer here is your person, the jury is your person, the judge is your person, the crowd of onlookers is still your person, in this case, you let me defend myself?" You'd better just kill me! ”

Azrael's voice lowered again: "This is just a notice, heresy, you have no choice!" ”

With that, he threw down the soldering iron in his hand and turned around and walked out of the cell.

As he passed by Mohr, Azrael even gave a special order.

"Give him water to drink."

Then the figure disappeared completely.

There were only two people left in the cell, Vimu and Moore.

Everything happened so fast that Recruit Moore's mind was a little confused.

Nima, what's going on?

He knows very well the character of his leader, and he will definitely not be merciful to this kid, and he did put on a look of preparation just now.

But obviously the atmosphere has been set to such an extent, and the head of his own regiment can still forcibly suppress the anger, and even go to great lengths to give this kid a chance to defend himself.

What a hell of a life.

Wei Mu was actually a little confused at first, and even prepared for the worst.

It wasn't until he saw a small figure sneaking away with Azrael that he realized that his life had already been saved.