God Emperor's Angel of Death

Chapter 798

After making a successful alliance with MAG, salpurdon immediately returned to their new flagship, a modified combat barge [hatred], which was originally a waste ship floating in sub space.

Tubek was also on board with him, while the other 19 wizards arranged by Magnus took a cruiser [shameless moon] of QIANZI. Obviously, the red king also got out of the ship, not only out of people, but also out of the ship.

But now, salpurdon needs to solve another problem.

In fact, he also talked big at Magnus. He didn't know the specific location of Xuelian blade.

But he was sure that one guy knew——

He walked quickly through the gloomy air of the secret law prison, muttering scattered poems and fragments, and chanting the chapters of the secret language book.

Different from other areas of the flagship, there is no exquisite decoration in the secret law prison, nor is there a terrorist totem symbolizing the second Legion. No one can think of such a stone brick maze hidden under the magnificent lobby - dilapidated is its main melody and cold is its pronoun.

Along the way, there was only shadow everywhere. The rusty Candlestick flickered from time to time, casting the cold light on the simple iron wall full of runes.

Salpurdon's four appendages stepped across the ground. Somehow, a little water suddenly appeared on the dry floor, and the splash of droplets made a rustle.

The pipes poked out of the twisted wall cracks spray steam, forming dark clouds at high places. The power contained in harmony and beauty can be seen on any astat warship, but ugliness is the appropriate modifier in a place far from goodness.

There is an important thing in the secret law prison. The existence of this thing is known only to a few senior leaders of the war gang.

Two figures are chasing after salpurdon. They are Emil and tubek, salpurdon's deputy. They passed the defense line pulled up by the most clever battery engine servant unharmed, and opened the ancient door filled with etheric power without any effort. Their robes dragged a rapid friction sound behind their feet.

All the people were silent and concentrated on their spirit.

Invisible crises lurk everywhere in the secret law prison. Even the most experienced psychics have to carefully establish a mental defense line so that evil consciousness will not take the opportunity to get into their minds.

They went to a room narrower than the other compartments - it was filled with a huge existence.

The three of them stood and saluted. The wall lamps around them swayed and regained their vitality. The dim light showed the real body of the clumsy body - an ancient fearless machine with scars.

The fearless reactor roared, the energy arc twinkled and twisted on its broken ceramic steel armor, and soon a deep and harsh phonological resonance came from its chest:

"Acting commander, salpurdon."

The weather beaten speaker is in disrepair, and its distorted voice is distorted and unknown.

"Master danathos."

Salpurdon bowed gently to show respect, and so did the two behind him. After all, they all know that although salpurdon is the leader of the Legion, the real leader is the ancient soldier.

"You..."

Later, the light in the fearless survival coffin goes out and flashes.

"See Magnus?"

"Yes, although it is very different from what you remember."

"The power of sub space is enough to change all reality."

Salpurdon nodded slightly, then looked over fearless and looked behind it

"I must talk to it again."

Danyasos paused for a long time, and the working sound of a piston in the coffin broke the silence that enveloped the people from time to time.

"Although it's not time for me to express my doubts to you, the current head of the army."

Fearless to finally speak.

"But this is not the first time. You have cooperated with this thing once. Every contact with it will increase its escape risk. Now it is a very important asset for the Legion."

He did not answer, and Trubek behind him was curious. Who has the final say in the Legion?

"Venerable, to find the snow lotus blade, we must rely on it. We only know that the holy thing is in the solar star domain, but the range is too large. We don't have much time to search carefully."

In a moment of silence, fearless opened the door and made way for the people to the arch chamber.

Just as the three were about to enter the gate, the ancient fearless broke the silence for the last time.

"It's planning something."

Salpurdon hesitated. He naturally understood the danger of that thing, or he wouldn't let the ancient soldiers garrison here.

"This place is no longer safe?"

"Very secure in the physical realm."

"What about in the spiritual realm? Do we need to add another shielding ceremony?"

"Although I haven't found any evidence that it has broken through the six proverbs, the machine servants are constantly having problems, especially the cursed human figures embedded in the walls of the arch chamber - they have been down a lot."

Salperdon suppressed the anger in his chest and managed to keep the balance of his emotions.

"You've never mentioned this before. Why don't you tell me?"

"I know those things."

There was an inexplicable meaning in the tone of the ancient soldier.

"There's no danger here. I've checked the state of the binding of proverbs again and again - it's all right. No matter what it's planning, it will fall short. The reason why I say it now is just because I think you understand this truth."

"It's the creation of... Crystal Maze. How can it be 'no danger'? How do you know that curse human downtime?"

"It's very simple. They are dead. The soulless human form is a half life machine servant who lives on enteral nutrition. Therefore, they don't need to move around to supply. However, when they stop breathing, I can still feel the slight agitation in the soul realm. Normally, a soulless human form can be used for several years, but in the past few months, I have asked people to replace it one after another Several. "

Salpurdon frowned and looked up along the crumbling wall in the arch chamber. Astat's enhanced vision made it easy for him to see the engine servant hanging in the air: his bony body and pale skin, and clusters of oil black pipelines poked on his bald scalp with his brain cut off.

Although his ribs were cut off and turned into a tool made of flesh and blood, he was still breathing slowly.

Their unconscious brains are loaded with simple and easy to understand tasks - throwing a heavenly net around to contain the etheric curtain. The extremely high inhibition intensity even makes it difficult for salpurdon to exercise effective psionics.

This is not a simple psionic suppression system. This system comes from the era of the great expedition and is specially used to imprison powerful psionic aliens,