Chapter 496

The attack came so suddenly that thanks to the desperate resistance of the Planetary Defense Forces, most people were able to hide in safe underground air raid shelters.

A few people left on the ground either HID or set up roadblocks at the end of the street, ready to defend their homes with guns, iron bars, tools and a limited number of small arms.

As for why, few people have made it clear.

Everyone did not expect that when the sub fleet sent by Huron fought with the bitter Walker regiment in the Nathan system, two small cruisers came straight to Nathan IV, and soshyan had drained almost all the defense forces of Nathan IV for the expedition.

It was no one else who came to attack Nathan IV. it was an enemy that soshyan could not think of - Renegade soul drinkers. Now they call themselves phantom soldiers.

The airport was the first to fall. Under the raid of more than 100 capable veterans, the airport could do nothing but start a pitiful defensive fire in time,

When the phantom soldiers landed, those who stood on the ground were the first to die.

After tentatively attacking the monastery fortress of the star knights and finding that there were two teams of ascetics stationed in it, as well as a large number of regiment auxiliary troops and a knight Titan, salpurdon immediately resolutely gave up this unrealistic goal.

He turned his eyes to the nearby Somus nest.

The dead body was thrown into the pit,

The machine servant excavation team pulled up the whole street, dug bigger and bigger holes and piled up the bodies.

The floating servo skull and the phantom warrior's own helmet recorded the massacre and archived it for future use.

The dean of sommes noble college never left his desk.

Dawn, how faint it seems in this world, has only one hour left.

With the arrival of the attacker, he intends to get some answers in one way or another - at least his death today will not go ignorant.

A teacher hurried into the conference room, his trembling hands clutching the printed report, and his robe swished on the dusty floor.

No servants remained on the ground to clean up the ruins.

"The students basically hid in a safe place, voice communication... There is no reason to listen to it, there is only screaming."

The Dean nodded.

"Don't worry, everything will be all right."

"But... The support of the bitter Walker regiment has not come yet."

The old man shook his head.

"Even if everything doesn't get better, we can at least face it with dignity... I think I heard the gunshot below."

The teacher walked to the table.

"I... I heard it, too. Where are the guards?"

The Dean sat down and raised his fingers.

"I sent them to the nearest shelter a few hours ago. Although they seem likely to stay, they just want to do their duty out of an admirable stupid desire. Maybe they sacrificed their lives elsewhere in the college and delayed the meeting for a few seconds, but I hope it's not them. It's too wasteful."

The teacher gave him a look.

"As you said, Dean."

"Please stand up straight, sir. We almost have guests."

As the gate was pushed open, a group of giants in purple armor entered the office, and their armor was still covered with blood.

Salpurdon led them in, but everyone present could not help flicking his eyelids when they saw his mutated limbs.

As soon as the degenerate think tank came in, it immediately threw a dark green helmet on the desk, which directly split the wood.

"This table is a cultural relic with a history of thousands of years."

The old man said with admirable calmness that his hands didn't even tremble when he leaned back in his chair.

Salpurdon immediately admired him - but it would not affect the action of the regiment.

"This --"

The teacher glanced at the table.

"Is this the helmet of a Star Warrior belonging to the bitter Walker regiment?"

"You guessed right."

Salpurdon said with a smile.

"These unintelligent guys interfere with our plans for the world. This is their last mistake."

The mutated think tank turned around and walked around the office, looked at the city extending in all directions from the huge floor to ceiling window, and finally looked back at the president. There was neither regret nor malicious impulse - it was a cold and empty face, showing no thought of the admirer.

The Dean sat straighter and cleared his throat.

"I'm Arthur Amos nuvas, the current president of Somus nest noble college."

Salperdon tilted his head.

"President nuvas."

He's not going to beat around the Bush this time.

"Do you know who we are and why we come?"

Salpurdon said, looking back at the city and listening to the beautiful music in the hearts of the two people.

As time went on, both hearts beat faster, the wet drum sounded faster and faster, and the salty sweat of fear began to reach his senses.

Humans can always smell the most sour smell when they are afraid.

"I'll get back a debt."

Salperdon said meaningfully.

"We have also served the false golden throne, but the Empire only wants to forget us and all those who have shed blood for it."

With that, he turned to the dean.

"That includes you."

The Dean looked at them in turn and noticed that they were decorated with booty made of skulls and gorgeous weapons.

"What's your name?"

The dean asked calmly. His voice was not strangled in the tension of his throat.

"Salperdon."

The mutant warrior roared back.

"I am the sickle of the soul snatcher and the Lord of the soul drinker."

"So what do you want to do here, salperdon“

"I want to take this debt back from a thief. I want to pull him into boundless fear and make him realize that he should never rest easy."

"You mean Lord soshyan?"

Salperdon nodded, his broken armor humming.

"He's your pride, isn't he?"

The Dean squeezed out a smile. He wanted to make fun of each other, but in the end, the smile only turned into a stiff expression.

"He is our pride and one of the bravest soldiers under the emperor. He will also eliminate countless heresies in the name of the emperor. Maybe you have been defeated by him, because I can feel the fear when you hear his name."

"Shut up!"

Salperdon gasped slowly and carefully considered what to say next.

"I'll make him regret it. I'll make sure of it... Now, I ask you, the star knight has been recruiting with you, right?"

"Yes, of course."

"The best boys on the planet are here."

"Not all."

"Don't lie to me. When you lie, your body will betray you with a thousand subtle signals. What do you want to hide?"

The Dean was silent.

"Bring me all the boys, now."

But the Dean

He didn't move. This attitude made the surrounding chaotic star soldiers couldn't help killing him.

Just as salperdon was about to lose patience, the old man suddenly asked.

"Can you keep us alive?"