God Emperor's Angel of Death

Chapter 175

The first thing they arrived at was the Church of the spark, a magnificent building that shone through the majesty of the emperor.

Its spire, decorated with countless stone statues and ghosts, and engraved with carols on each stone, stabbed into the endless void like a sword. The shining huge metal gate was etched with statues and confessional poems, which inspired every astat passing through it to hate any evil forces that dared to challenge the glory of the emperor.

Inside the church, the huge arched ceiling creates a broad space and inspires the visitors to think deeply.

Surrounding the walls are murals showing the star Knight's bravery against heresy, traitors and aliens.

Stained glass windows depict the golden throne surrounded by silver star moment choir. The rising sun shines above and sprinkles the gifts of the emperor on every corner of the church.

In the chapel behind the altar, the star Whisperer Choir knelt quietly and prayed.

It was a silver and pure voice, which went beyond all feelings and perceptions and directly into the soul.

It is enough that every dark corner of the soul is full of arias of purity and light.

Malakin came all the way to see this magnificent scene. Although the church on the mother of tears is no worse than here, the stories in it are very different.

After visiting the church, soshyan took malakin to an auditorium.

There are no complex furnishings here, only dark walls and a miniature monument. Some weapons without owners are placed on the relic rack.

Malakin was shocked by the figures on the monument.

771——

They had been in the mire of war and had not heard the story of the star knights. When soshyan told the story of the battle in which their regiment was destroyed, malakin's ice like face finally loosened.

Soshyan clamped his helmet under his left arm. His skin was almost the color of armor, and his eyes were particularly bright.

"We mourn for the mourning brothers."

He said in a soft tone:

"Because we know the pain of loss, but the star Knights will not give in. We firmly believe that even if we have only 33 people left, the battle group will exist until the last one dies."

"Is this false hope, commander sohyan?"

Malaka asked in a gloomy and sad tone.

But it's more like his self questioning.

"This is hope."

"What is hope? We were full of hope."

Malakin's mood suddenly became excited. It seemed that all the injustices and misfortunes he had encountered in his two hundred years of service broke out at the moment.

He raised his hand to point to the eagle emblem above the monument.

"But we never got hope! Hope... Is dead."

"Hope may not be a driving force, but it can be a weapon."

Soshyan calmly replied:

"I think hope is to accept the worst and move on. Although our hope is like a candle in the cold wind, it does not mean that we should give up fighting... I changed the battle roar of the battle regiment to 'the battle regiment will last forever' until no one can roar out of the battle."

"The battle regiment will last forever..."

Malakin thought over these four words.

Then he glanced at Lord Mazar and whispered to soshyan:

"Apologize for my previous attitude, commander soshyang war."

"No, no, I know the pain of physical and mental creation very well. You have also lost a lot, not just material."

"But I still can't see through your intentions."

"We are fighting a war against the green skin."

Malakin frowned. He was thinking and wondering whether the other party intended to use them as cannon fodder for the war.

But this possibility was soon ruled out, and he was still willing to believe that soshyan would not have such malice.

"Our regiment is very tired now, and the soldiers are full of doubts, and -"

He glanced at Lord Mazar, who was as motionless as a sculpture.

"We cannot fight with people without trust."

"This is the second thing I want to do."

Soshyan smiled.

He went between Mazar and malakin, then looked at the head of the bitter Walker regiment and asked:

"Lord Mazar, what would you do if the Wailers were in danger at the moment?"

Lord Mazar loosened his arms around his chest and changed his stance in the low sound of the server.

He looked at malakin, was silent for a moment, and then replied:

"I don't trust them."

There was no expression on malakin's face. It seemed that he had known it would be so, but Mazar then said:

"But I will save them."

The head of the wailing battle regiment raised his eyebrows and appeared surprised for the first time.

"I'm not a bad man, but since the emperor forgives them, they're still astat. They're... Fighting brothers. There's no reason to abandon them. I'm just such a character. Don't have other ideas."

Soshyan nodded to salute each other and then looked at malakin.

"Commander malakin, what would you do if the bitter Walker regiment was in danger?"

The other party hung his head and remained silent for a long time, then looked up and said in a positive way:

"Our battle cry is' die for the people we cherish, we die with honor '. No matter what we have encountered or how we have been treated, our faith has never changed, so... I will try my best to save them."

Soshyan nodded and raised his arms like a balance.

"Then, what determines the fate and future of the regiment? Is it tradition? Or the gratitude and hatred of the deceased ancestors?"

The two battle commanders looked at each other and said nothing.

"According to me, it is not, but our faith, the immortal flame and hope in the hearts of every generation of soldiers."

He put down his arm.

"There are current choices."

Soshyan took a step back and left a passage between the two battle commanders.

"Now, what is your choice?"

The auditorium was silent, with only a slight breath.

Two minutes later, Mazar took the lead, and malakin took another step.

They walked towards each other with firm steps.

When the two sides were only one arm away, they stopped at the same time.

Finally, bright yellow and dark black, two big hands covered with armor tightly held together.

Soshyan also took a step forward, stretched out his hand and put it on their clenched hands.

On the day of reconciliation between two war groups that have been hostile to each other for thousands of years, the mourners also announced their official involvement in the crusade against the green skin in the Freon system as the first battle of the atonement expedition.

In response, the bitter Walker regiment of the campaign initiator announced that the mourner regiment could unconditionally obtain any supplies in the theater and establish temporary strongholds for renovation to help them restore combat effectiveness as soon as possible.

In private, soshyan promised that the wailer regiment could get a month cruiser under construction as a reward for participating in the war after the war, and all materials seized in the war belonged to them, whether equipment or ships.