Chapter 703

One by one, the eleven frame assembly woke up, with an ominous red light on its head.

"Damn it, get out of here first!"

Talos knew the power of this construct and hurriedly asked soshyan to take people to retreat, but then he found that the door had been closed.

"They are your cursed protoplasm, silicon based intelligent spirits transformed by the technology of space dead. In a sense, their essence is closer to those abominable aliens."

The sound of Angelica laughing and the friction sound of the structure waving refined gold arms and iron feet constitute a creepy chorus.

"Destroy them!"

The eleven frame body pushed down the fence and went to the center of the hall to meet them. It was a terrible shower of bullets.

Deadly bombs are either twisted by a deflected position, or they just explode innocuously on their alloy bodies without causing any substantive damage. Their firmness is amazing.

Then they raised their four arms, and the light of the gravitational vortex and the subatomic pulse hissed. The destructive power contained in it made sosh feel bad.

However, after locking the soshyan standing in front, the light on their weapons suddenly went out and their bodies did not move.

This surprised everyone.

"Cease fire!"

At soshyan's command, the soldiers stopped immediately, and no bullets were fired again.

"Why -"

Angelica was stunned. This situation greatly surprised her.

But then her instinct for many years made her turn around and try to escape to a safe place, but a shadow had already enveloped her——

"Ah!"

The next second, she found that her thigh was hit by something. Despite years of anti pain training and the anesthetic ingredients added to her blood, angelica still felt great pain.

The judge howled and fell to her knees. She turned her head and found that her right leg was only a pile of hanging tissues and muscles, peeling off from the bloody broken bone, and a chain saw sword was spinning disgustingly.

"Traitor! Beast!"

She cursed, clenched her teeth, struggled to move herself forward, and tried to limp and run awkwardly.

But then a huge shadow knocked her to the ground, and her muscles tingled with chemical strengthening against the armored soldiers who pressed her to the ground.

She tried to pull out the phase sword that had attacked soshyan from her thigh sheath, but when she realized that her scabbard and grenade had been blown away, she immediately screamed angrily.

Finally, her card was a poisonous needle in her sleeve, but when her outstretched forearm was also broken, she shouted new dirty words.

"Damn it! Ah! Damn it!"

She struggled bitterly under oppression and lost control in anger. At this time, she could not hear what soshyan was saying. The giant with cold and cruel breath had already knocked her to the ground.

"Since you know them so well, do you know me? Woman."

Before she fainted, she only heard low laughter deep into the bone marrow.

"Don't kill her, Talos. I have a lot to ask her."

Looking at taros who tortured Angelica like a torture toy, soshyan just said hello, and then walked through the static structure to the statue.

He knew why these machines stopped, because he instinctively started the gray pulp just before the war.

Their protoplasm must have set some highest authority inside these machines. They will never attack targets with gray pulp, so they chose to stand still under contradictory orders.

"Yours!"

Suddenly, something flew over from Talos. Soshyang reached out and caught it. It was a red amulet stained with blood.

He held the treasure tightly, came to the mother and stared at the noble face.

It was then that he noticed that on the base of the statue was engraved a line of words -- [to my wisest and fearless brother, even if the whole galaxy has forgotten you]

Signed by Horus lupekar.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that the fetters of blood could penetrate thousands of years and reconnect them with the past.

"I swear, I will wash away the past stigma of the Legion, and the flag of the 11th Legion will fly in the Empire one day. This is my promise of soshyan Alexei, my father."

Under the gaze of the soldiers, soshyan stretched out his hand and held the front of Brahma.

Then, with a slight effort, the weapon of the past slipped into his hand. That is, at this moment, his world fell into chaos.

He found himself a ghost, floating on the high battlements, and clearly saw two people hiding in the darkness ahead, one tall and the other short.

"Xerxes, how did it feel to visit Tara for the third time?"

The eleven legions dressed in red and black armor leisurely stepped into the light, with a smile on their face, and their eyes were very soft. Soshyang even thought it was himself in a trance.

The bent old man stayed where he was, and the spiritual flame of the scepter was shining.

There is no doubt that it should be the palmprint.

"As in the past, you are at home."

Makado narrowed his eyes and the wrinkles on his face overlapped.

"Although I know you very well, it sounds almost like a perfunctory, like anyone else."

The mother bowed in a low voice, almost as low as the palmprint's own line of sight.

"Forgive me, that's all I intend."

"No need."

Said makado, waving his hand and motioning the other party to get up.

"You are the most loyal one. Everything you have done for your father has paid a great sacrifice, even if it is your Legion."

"Nothing costs nothing. I can do more, but things have changed."

"What?"

The mother's eyes flickered with the swaying light of the scepter.

"That thing... Was a little out of control. I also met a person who knew its existence very well. That existence warned me that it was playing with fire."

Makado is very calm. The soft sound of the evening wind is the only sound here, right on this high wall.

Staring at the flame, soshyan suddenly felt something stinging behind his brain.

"What do you mean, Xerxes? What do you think the other party knows?"

"I'm not sure, but the other party has dealt with those things. I guess you should know what it is."

The palmprint closed his eyes and continued to narrate slowly.

"... I entered an ancient library under its introduction. For a long time, I was obsessed with the knowledge in it. I dare not say how much I have discovered in recent years, but I have a better understanding of the essence of those things and the future of the Empire

Deep worry... One day, someone will expose the imperial truth compiled by my father, which was based on lies from the beginning, and claim that the galaxy cannot be rightfully ruled by our father or anyone who supports him. "

With a slight sigh, the mother seemed to say these words and unload the heavy burden.

"And that person, very likely, will be one of my brothers."

Makado opened his eyes and looked up and down.

"And is that what you believe? Your father is the root of human ills, just like the gods who died in the past?"

She shrugged slightly exaggerated.

"Of course not, palmprint, but I know my father, his power and his vision. I believe that even a strong person like you can't deceive him. If my father knows what I've done, then..."

The eleventh army shrugged again.

"Will I still be part of his grand vision? In other words, maybe I will be the most rebellious son in his eyes."