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Chapter 978 333. Good Friday of Savita, end (3k)

Author: Cut the wallpaper with a knife

Chapter 978 333. Good Friday of Savita, end (3k)

Roaring and racing - this terrifyingly frightening speed reminded Sevata of a pastime of the rich and powerful in Nostramo. The sickest among them would tie some living people to the car, and then

Remove all safety measures, maximize the horsepower, and let these people run fast on a long straight road.

This activity was carried out secretly in Nostramo for three hundred and twenty years.

Conrad Coates later killed everyone involved in this matter, a total of 1,400 people, no more, no less, just right.

Sevatar snickered, twisted his right hand, and speeded up again. He was rushing to another weak point of the black tower's position - since the black tower can now be used for teleportation, he can also move quickly between planets.

In just half an hour, he has moved between four planets. If he wanted to find a reasonable description for his behavior, he would call himself a firefighter.

He read this from an ancient Terran book. The article described that this is a noble profession that can only be held by brave, fearless and agile people. They existed in the ancient times of Terra and were responsible for

The wizards who used witchcraft to summon fire to harm the civilians appeared and struck the fire with their fists full of justice and truth to make it disappear.

It sounds interesting, but also very exaggerated - but Savita likes this kind of exaggeration just right.

Moreover, he did feel that he was brave, fearless and clever.

Okay, stop bragging, he thought to himself. Let’s get down to business.

Savita whistled contentedly, and the combat motorcycle quickly passed by in the wilderness far away from the city, raising a splash of dust. In other worlds, this is difficult to imagine, and everything that can be exploited

The land will be transformed, and only the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar have the luxury of retaining part of the natural landscape.

Although he did not have the right to question those who made such a decision, Savita still felt it was a waste. These wilderness areas could have been transformed into military fortresses. However, if they really did this,

There was nothing for him to do.

Two minutes later, he arrived at his destination, a cliff.

Looking down, Savita was not surprised to see that a corner of the stand was being corroded, the spreading carpet was squirming, and many worms had taken root deeply into the soil. Obviously, they didn't just want to

'Come in', they also want this place to look like something else.

"It's as ugly as Shang's back"

Sevatar muttered. Shang's back was burned by the flames of witchcraft. The Astartes' recovery power allowed him to heal, but the scars left behind were extremely ugly. Thinking of this, the Crow Prince sighed.

The side of the combat motorcycle was cracked, and a large-caliber enchanted sniper-type bolter lay inside the thick armor.

'Storm', this is the name Sevita gave it. He picked it up, patted the magazine, and lay down happily, intending to name the enemies one by one when they appeared. The power of this gun meant that he didn't need to do anything

Anything superfluous.

However, the waiting time was always boring. He couldn't help but start to think about Sanguinius's words again. Sevatar didn't think that the angel of Baal would deceive him, not to mention that Sanguinius had no reason to do this.

His character is also trustworthy.

So, the captain really established a Court of Owls. What's the name?

Savita thought with a hint of disgust. His right index finger tapped on the side of the trigger guard, making an uninterrupted metal collision sound.

The Court of Owls. Why not call it the Court of Two-Headed Eagles? Or, the Secret Council of Terra? No, no, that sounds too political, and maybe there really is someone with such a name on Terra. So, Imperial Judgment

court?

Savita was amused by herself.

Picking up a name that's already been used - even made me laugh. I've probably been a bit insane lately.

Five minutes later, his slightly blasphemous leisure time was ended. The Night Lord lowered his breath silently, and the visor popped open. He touched the scar on his face, and then closed it again. At this moment, in the 'Storm

'In the high-precision sight, several runes representing the enemy's approach were flashing slightly.

'Four.'

'That's too little - even Nurgle's demons can be lazy?'

The Crow Prince's expression became serious. He didn't think they were really that stupid. But why were there only four?

His answer came quickly.

Along with a wave of blasphemy, four fat and rotten figures appeared on the carpet. But Sevatar was stunned and did not fire immediately. In the eyepiece, what he saw was not carrying a witch.

The demons who came to perform the blasphemous ritual before the operation were instead four demons who fled in confusion.

?

The brief daze quickly dissipated. Savita did not think so much, but quickly fired. The storm's gun barrel lit up, and the enchanted bomb spun out. With the secondary acceleration of the rune, it became

An indestructible source of destruction. Four trigger pulls, four gunshots, and four destructions.

Sevatar completed his mission, but did not relax his vigilance. He stared closely at the squirming carpet, watching the maggots fall out of the demon's corpse and multiplied with the carpet, but he did not take action immediately.

.He must figure out what it is that scares the demons of Nurgle.

Between breaths, he got the answer to the question again. Along with a wave of fluctuations, a deep chill emerged from the cracks. Just looking at it made Sevita's eyes feel a biting cold, and he raised his head in shock.

, and immediately wanted to call for support - this was definitely not an enemy he could deal with.

However, a dark figure that appeared together with the ice cold made him stop what he was doing - don't get me wrong, it wasn't that he didn't want to, but that thing was staring in the direction where he was ambush, shaking his head slightly.

what's the situation?!

Sevatar rolled over in surprise and disappeared from the sight of the thing. He picked up the storm, put it into the cracked armor, and then immediately planned to leave on the combat motorcycle.

He turned the front of the car and turned the accelerator, but Wen Zhen was giving warnings frantically at this moment. The warning was so violent that it almost made Sevata deaf. This was obviously not Wen Zhen's normal behavior - he felt a shiver in his heart and pulled out the explosive bomb from his waist with his backhand.

The gun fired three times behind him, and then jumped off the motorcycle without looking back.

"The response is good." Someone commented in a low voice.

Sevatar turned around slowly, still aiming the bolt gun in his hand. This calmness was completely destroyed in the next moment, and he saw three bolt bombs being solidified by ice in the air.

Moreover, he didn't see the person - or thing - who was talking.

"Iago Severtalion didn't expect to meet you here. When he told me that the organization had new members, I thought he was joking again, but I didn't expect it to be true."

The voice came from behind him, and the coldness and calmness in it made him sound almost inhuman. Savita took a deep breath, maintained the hard-won calmness and slowly turned around.

He saw a giant shrouded in darkness, with a dark cloak covering his body. Moving his gaze upward, he saw a helmet with bat-like pointed ears, and the faceplate was deliberately carved into a terrifying shape, as if he had chosen to

The monster that desires to devour people, Sevatar's own reflection is reflected in the scarlet eyepiece.

".Who are you?"

"A person who is somewhat similar to you, but I'm beginning to suspect that this is a premeditated bad joke. I said early on that I didn't want to meet you, but he stuffed you in."

The giant shook his head slowly, and at the same time lifted his cloak, and a dark bat symbol appeared brightly on his chest.

The corner of Savita's eye twitched: "You——"

"——I am not who you imagined." The giant warned sternly. "Quiet, you are not allowed to ask questions yet."

Such height and such momentum.

A guess suddenly appeared in Savita's mind that he himself did not believe.

He originally wanted to say something, but the giant had already turned around. He came to the top of the cliff, raised his right hand, and then, there were continuous explosions from below.

"The backup plan is always trustworthy." The giant said with his back turned to him. "What do you think, Yago Severtarion?"

".You mentioned the organization." Sevatar replied after a moment of silence. "The Court of Owls?"

The giant turned around slowly, but for some reason, Sevata felt that he could see some obvious opposition and disapproval from the scarlet eyepiece: "This name... hum."

"Since he wants to call it this name, then let's do what he wants."

The giant said indifferently: "You are the seventh member of the Court of Owls, Yago Savitarion. I hope you will not live up to this name. Continue to perform your duties, like me, we will act in the dark."

After saying that, he turned around and jumped off the cliff. Savita immediately rushed over, only to find that he had disappeared.

"There is probably a big problem with my recent mental state, Otani." Standing on the edge of the cliff, Savita said to herself. "I think it is necessary for me to be locked up again, otherwise I will probably go crazy."

He raised his head and looked up at the sky, sighing deeply.

(End of chapter)