Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 476 Taliban Knights
To be honest, Azrael had never suffered such humiliation in his life, being treated like this by a mortal, especially a suspect.

This was the most unlucky day in his history of serving the Imperium and fighting for the Emperor.

However, this failure was somewhat forgivable. After all, he had not yet seen the terrifying vitality of this Zerg Titan, and he did not know that the explosives he carried were still not enough to kill it.

They are not experts in fighting insects, nor are they battle-hardened masters of fighting aliens. To put it bluntly, they have focused too much energy on finding fallen angels.

This is also the most painful thing for their father. The Caliban War broke Ryan's heart, and that pain still leaves wounds on their bodies and spirits.

It turns the proud knight into a beast chasing after anger, a ridiculous beast.

Now they were imprisoned, and he looked at the mortal in front of him, high above him in the transport plane, while the one who was supposed to be judging was over his head, demanding his judgment.

Azrael's voice cracked. "I'm not asking for your forgiveness, but let us go."

"Although I don't know what other vicious techniques and hidden things you have in your hands, I roughly understand that you are a damned existence..."

Taylor coughed slightly and said, "Great Space Marine Lord, Grand Master of the Dark Angels, you need to consider the current situation."

"We don't have much more to argue about. If you think my skills or methods are too dirty, then the Empire may lose half of the Dark Angels Chapter today."

"The cruelest thing is that the remaining half, whom you call Fallen Angels, are now the most beloved children of your Primarch, and the ones who will inherit the name of the Dark Angels..."

"How ridiculous, how ironic, like an exaggerated, dramatic opera, those things make you a joke, and given the character of the Comorians, they will soon turn you into an opera."

This sentence touched the heart of Azriel, who was very concerned about his reputation. He began to think about giving up his dignity, but it was just an idea.

God knows how stubborn Ryan was when he was young. This great mentor was as loyal and conservative as him, and he was even better than him in terms of being too concerned about his reputation and suffering.

Seeing that the old man was unwilling to give in, Taylor could only say, "Okay, do it."

After that, countless high-explosive bombs carrying anti-insect toxins began to fire, and then exploded in mid-air. Colorless and odorless smoke filled the air, and at the same time, a large number of insects began to die.

This thing is Taylor's last resort, and it can be called a trump card. It is the work of the most powerful genius in the world.

Fabius Bile, a true madman, cursed the Zerg.

Originally, those toxins were no longer effective against the bugs on Krieg, but most of the bugs here were produced by the Zerg and stored in the Leviathan ship in the void.

Now the giants spit out those things, and the young insects have never tasted those toxins, diseases and plagues.

The most powerful thing about Fabius's poison is its high speed of infection and killing ability. This is why Taylor dared to use it many times and guaranteed that this thing would still be useful.

Because even the Zerg would find it difficult to obtain enough information to analyze and resolve such a toxin. It can be said that the toxin made by Bayer is more powerful and faster than the so-called father's gift.

This time the killing was also very effective. Under the stunned expression of the Dark Angel, about two-thirds of the bugs died.

But Taylor knew very well that after this time the Zerg would be completely immune to this toxin. Previously it could be considered a surprise attack, but this time it was probably the Great Devourer taking out its trump card right under its nose.

Taylor sometimes wondered if he was crazy for paying such a huge price just to save a few enemies, but he knew very well that what he did was not wrong.

Having many friends and few enemies has always been his standard. After all, his idol is the legendary Sun Lord Macharius, and the person he least wants to be is Macharius because of that legendary lord.

He was a great man who had won hundreds of worlds for the Empire, but in the end, he died on an inexplicable planet. People later said that he died of illness...

The uncertainty of his later years is just like this. Taylor doesn't want anyone to stab him in the back during his rest days, especially when he is ready to spend his later years in peace.

Of course, some people say that he is a coward, which is fine, after all, his reputation within the empire is already very bad.

If Taylor had not enjoyed sufficient reputation among the Primarch, the Inquisition, the Imperial Guard, the Space Wolves in the Imperial Navy, and Macragge, he would have been attacked by extremists with holy fire or bombs long ago.

He was almost a heretic leader, not even an ordinary heretic leader, but a heretic leader who could threaten the founding chapter of the Space Marines.

We must crack down on that kind of...

After all, Taylor's research and involvement in heresy and aliens are too numerous to list in words.

Even with the protection of the Emperor's grace and a wealth of knowledge comparable to the Black Library, Taylor's mind is probably the most dangerous thing in the world.

Azriel, who had just crawled out of the insect corpse, was completely unaware of this. The big golden and black warrior just said.

"Evil technology..."

Taylor replied. "I can't deny that they came from an evil individual."

Although Taylor feels that many things in the galaxy cannot be described as justice or evil.

He said with a slight seriousness, "Grand Master Azrael, I naturally respect you and am loyal to the Empire."

"But the emotions and state you displayed forced me to treat you with almost the same attitude as Ryan."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Azrael, but I can't trust you anymore."

"I will see you off and let you leave this star region safely."

"And your reckless success has deprived me of my final trump card against the Zerg. Evolved means of defending against that virus will soon permeate the entire Zerg swarm, especially now that the Great Devourer has realized how dangerous it is."

For the first time, Azrael's face showed an apologetic expression. He was not an unreasonable person. Finally, his anger turned into helplessness, and then he said, "I need to embark on the path of redemption."

"And you will eventually return to my father."

Azrael, Grand Master of the Dark Angels, and his thousand Space Marines and seven battle barges are now ready to go, they need to earn their father's forgiveness.

So he found the perfect place…

Of course, the idea was crazy, but Azrael said it calmly now.

"Let us fight side by side."

(End of this chapter)