Chapter 802 Dark Angel

If he withdraws at this point, Korsaro Khan will be surrounded by the zombies, either drowned alive by the zombies or breaking out of the siege with heavy losses.

No matter what the result is, it will inevitably make the White Scars dissatisfied with the Dark Angels.

"Samuel!" Korsaro Khan's shout is almost a roar, his beard and hair are raised angrily, and the scimitar he chops becomes more powerful and swift, as if the one who died under his knife was a Dark Angel.

Samuel's apologetic eyes passed through the goggles of his helmet. This was the last thing he could do.

"Turn around! Return to Thunderhawk!"

No one questioned Samuel's fate. The Dark Angels loyally obeyed the orders of their superiors. Sometimes other regiments fighting side by side with them even felt that the Dark Angels recruits had no personality and thoughts of their own.

"Samuel! No matter what you abandoned us for, was it really worth it?"

"I don't know."

"I asked you what kind of man you are, now I ask you again, what kind of man are you?"

"I really don't know."

The Dark Angel left quickly, and Korsaro Khan's curse caught up with the Raven Motorcycle running at full speed. As the heir of Chagatai, Korsaro was no less eloquent than his father in the choice of words and sentences.

"You are a coward in diapers! A coward who stopped his horse during the charge! A idiot who tarnished the freedom of a good horse."

Samuel sighed. He knew that Korsaro Khan was right to be furious, but it was difficult for him.

Selling Korsaro would at most be scolded, and he would be poked in the spine by words when they met next time.

But it delayed the capture of the fallen angel.

Samuel suddenly trembled, he could think of the consequences of the delay.

Azmodai, with a dozen interrogation priests, stared coldly at Samuel, asking him to explain at the specified time and place why he ignored the order to capture the Fallen Angel. Are you also starting to be disloyal?

Samuel shook his head and took his troops to board the ready Thunderhawk to leave the planet.

Back to the battle barge, Samuel felt guilty for selling out his teammates as he walked. After he became the Grand Master of the Ravenwing, he naturally had the right to read the files that he had no right to read before. Many of the battle records in them made him dizzy.

What about suddenly evacuating from the front battlefield when fighting against the Chaos Rebels' fierce attack is a small matter.

Their internal confidential documents even recorded an annihilation battle against the Black Templars' fleet, and the reason for annihilating that fleet was just because the Black Templars captured a traitor who called himself a Fallen Angel, and they were very interested in the name of the Fallen Angel and wanted to study it themselves.

The 20-meter-high gate is engraved with a spectacular scene of Lion King Ryan hunting a giant beast. On both sides of the gate stand two hooded, faceless knights holding swords. A huge candlestick hanging in the air becomes the only light source here.

Mysterious, dark, and cold.

Every time he comes here, he can give Samuel the same feeling.

Taking a deep breath, Samuel carefully scans the darkness and corners.

This is the most secret location of the battle barge. No one can come here anyway, but Samuel still can't let his guard down so easily.

Everything about the fallen angels is a matter of life and death for the war group.

Holding the Raven Sword, Samuel stood here for half an hour, and then he carefully took off the emblem shield on his armor that symbolized his identity and installed it on the gate.

The ancient voice tells the dusty history. Samuel strode into the darkness behind the door, and he silently counted his steps.

One step, two steps.

Until the number of steps reached 13, he stood firmly. The heavy startup sound was drowned out by the battleship engine and the Dark Angels' training sounds. A cold light illuminated Samuel's face, and then a circular table suddenly appeared, with holographic projections of the Dark Angels' high-level officials standing in their respective seats.

The empty honorable seat in the middle belongs to the Lion King, and the one who is qualified to stand on the left side of his position is Azrael, the Dark Angels' Chapter Leader.

Azrael is the Dark Angels' military commander, the guardian of glory, and their soul shield.

He is the epitome of what the Dark Angels yearn for, with a solemn demeanor and firm beliefs and goals.

He wears a lion helmet decorated with red wings pointing to the sky, holding a bullpup plasma bomb compound gun named Lion King's Wrath and a powerful and extraordinary secret sword.

The armor on his body is not ordinary either. The power armor named Protector can even withstand the damage of battle cannons at close range.

Whenever he sees Azrael, Samuel feels that the shadow of a lion is standing in front of him.

On the right is Ezekiel, the chief think tank master, guardian of the Book of Redemption, and key holder of the chapter.

He is stern and firm, and his powerful psychic power can even help him directly read the intentions of others. His sharp eyes can make the bravest soul feel uneasy.

Ezekiel wears a metal mask with a breathing tube, and a simple red biochemical eye shines in the darkness under the hood.

Ezekiel's holographic projection swept towards Samuel, and in an instant Samuel felt that his soul was arbitrated by Ezekiel's eyes.

This feeling is exactly the same as the final review when he joined the Inner Circle. If Samuel's loyalty has a trace of stain and weakness, Ezekiel will crush him with psychic power without mercy.

The review is over, Samuel's soul is pure and loyal, and Ezekiel withdraws his gaze and remains silent.

The projection of the priest master Safo and the projection of the death wing master Belia stand farther away from the seat of the lion king.

Then there was the holographic projection of the interrogation priest Azmodai, who exuded waves of anger against the fallen angels.

Brutal, uncompromising, and hitting the nail on the head.

These words are everything Samuel described Azmodai to be, and Azmodai has proved these qualities with his actions in countless previous actions.

Now the inner circle of the Dark Angels has gathered together, and those who can stand here are the most trusted and loyal people in the chapter.

The inner circle is a special organization of the Dark Angels, and the operation of this organization is full of mysterious codes and rituals. The inner circle used to be divided into the Hundred Mysteries, the Six Wings, and the Chapter Company.

Now this organization is composed of only the core management of the chapter. Members who join this organization must serve in the most elite Death Wing troops in the chapter, and then he will examine the loyalty and purity of the warriors in the circle within the circle and the circle within the circle.

Every promotion means that the warrior will be qualified to know the truth of the history of the chapter, and every secret will be revealed in a meeting of absolute trust and confidentiality.

"For the Lion King and the Emperor." Azrael solemnly swore, and the others followed suit.

Azrael then announced a piece of news to everyone.

"The fallen angel lord Sever is in the Cadia sector."