The Lamenters' battle to save the human slaves of Sothis was equally brutal, as too much time was spent searching deep into the hive to rescue the surviving humans.

As a result, under the subsequent support of the green-skinned orcs, two hundred Lamenters Astartes were killed in the battle, leaving only sixty-three.

Lu Mingfei didn't want to see these future blood brothers suffer heavy losses - even if it was just a dream.

Plus this dream really needs to shape up a battle.

"Then... what are you going to do? The people here don't seem to have any fighting ability... they are obviously no match for those beast-like guys."

Yuan Zhennu asked in a low voice.

"They just lack courage like you. And that's not all you see."

Lu Mingfei said, looking for some "special" people in the crowd.

There are still a small number of elite Astra Militarum soldiers among the 300,000 remaining human slaves. There should be about 200 people left. The previous raid on the hive communication system escorted the remaining astropaths to the sector headquarters.

The entire army was nearly wiped out during the operation to send a request for help.

Astropaths are the only way to communicate across galaxies, but it was precisely because of this communication operation that the Weeper Company came to support after receiving a request for help.

"Hey! You! Xiami!"

A strange, high-pitched scream interrupted Lu Mingfei's thoughts. He turned his head and saw the short green creature calling to him.

It had long pointed ears and nose, and was ugly in appearance. It stared at Lu Mingfei with a pair of narrow eyes, and a treacherous smile on its mouth with tiny fangs.

Grots, the lowest creatures among the green-skinned aliens, usually exist as slaves and food. Their combat effectiveness is low and weak. An adult man can easily kill a Grot.

"Come and kneel down and be a squirrel for the little freak, Xiami!"

The Fart laughed and screamed, saying that it was very happy that this little shrimp was still alive. What it liked to do most was to use the shrimp as a mount and ride on him to feel the awe in the eyes of other shrimps.

Lu Mingfei's ability to survive to the third year in this world is also because of his cowardice and cowardice. The greenskins are an alien race that enjoys war and fighting. They have no interest in the timid little shrimps.

On the contrary, the slaves who resisted attracted their attention more, and were then pulled out and used as consumables for the orc boys to fight for fun.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the little fart coldly, stepped forward indifferently and gave his response.

His palms were like cold and ruthless shackles, locking the skinny fart's neck.

The glutton kicked its legs and struggled painfully, but it soon stopped - the metal knife hanging on its waist was snatched by Lu Mingfei's other hand and penetrated through its head.

This simple and neat killing method is not a special skill for the residents of the hive city. Many children who grew up in the gang wars of the hive city can learn this skill.

But doing something to this fart is another matter.

Many human slaves recognized this fart. It was the rarest little thing for the orc overseers who managed this area. As the saying goes, beating a dog depends on the owner. Killing it will undoubtedly attract the anger of the overseers.

Lu Mingfei threw away the body of the glutton as if discarding rubbish. Lu Mingfei grabbed the crude metal knife and soon caught the fearful look that was different from other slaves.

"...You should be the Astra Militarum of the Sixth Regiment of Sothis?"

He walked up to a middle-aged man and asked based on his vague memories of the past.

"We are now the first group, and everything that can still fight has been integrated."

The man corrected himself. The bulging muscles on his upper body were covered with various scars, and his dirty, dark skin could not hide his sharp eyes like an eagle.

"You have to clean up the trouble you caused. Don't try to drag us into trouble. We don't want to attract the attention of these green-skinned guys so quickly."

The veteran of the Astra Militarum did not have any other strange emotions because Lu Mingfei killed a fart, and warned him coldly.

"The Emperor's avenging angels will come to this planet tomorrow to save us. We need to integrate our forces, break through, and save as many people as possible."

Lu Mingfei didn't care about the disrespect in the veteran's tone and said calmly.

"The Emperor's Angel? Tomorrow?"

The veteran's spirits were uplifted upon hearing this, and his eyes were filled with light. Although he had never seen it with his own eyes, he had at least heard of those superhuman warriors wearing indestructible armor, who represented the embodiment of the will of the great God-Emperor.

But then he calmed down and looked at the thin young man in front of him:

"Why do you know this? Are you a psyker?"

Lu Mingfei didn't want to explain too much to them in his dream, so he just closed his eyes calmly.

After a moment, a pair of hazy golden wings of light stretched slightly from behind him. In addition, there was also a vague golden halo like the sun appearing on the back of his head. The sacred breath seemed to be healing the wounds on his body.

, cleanse his inner soul.

"Oh my God! You are...the Emperor's Saint!"

The veteran was so shocked by this scene that he immediately put away all disrespect and knelt down on the ground to show his absolute respect and surrender to Lu Mingfei.

He had heard stories about the "Emperor Saint" from the legends and myths promoted by the state religion, and had also seen the image of the saint on the glass paintings in the luxurious state church.

"Tell me your name, soldier."

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes again, and a faint golden light flowed in his eyes like water.

"Haklian Hurley, captain of the ninth tactical team of Sotis's first regiment, we are willing to fight to the death for the emperor!"

The veteran's body was trembling uncontrollably because of the feverish excitement and excitement.

"Gathering all of you, get ready for battle."

Lu Mingfei said.

"yes!"

Hacklian immediately got up from the ground and ran towards the depths of the settlement. They must have had their own means and methods to hide under the eyes of the orcs for so long.

"Next...what should we do?"

Yuan Zhennu, who had been following Lu Mingfei, asked in a low voice.

"Arm these people and fight them out, and then complete the rendezvous with the battle brothers responsible for the rescue. This dream will be over."

Lu Mingfei said.

Just when Yuan Jingnu wanted to say something, a cold restraint clamp locked him from the back of his neck and hung him up, as if he was playing with a small animal caught in a trap.

Yuan Zhennu tried hard to struggle, but as he said, he was not the extraordinary body with dragon blood now, so he couldn't break free for a while.

"It was you two shrimps who killed my rarest little fart, right?"

A tall green figure gasped and said, his round eyes as wide as copper bells reflecting the golden light behind Lu Mingfei.

In one hand he was holding the slave trap holding the young girl, and in the other hand he was holding a red creature the size of a table.

The owner of that fart has come to your door - a cruel and powerful orc overseer.

"Eat him!"

The orc overseer did not take action personally, but seemed to be looking for the source of the power of the light behind Lu Mingfei.

He blew his whistle, and the red creature he was holding in his left hand, which the orcs called "The Beast Scrooge," howled and jumped up.

Although Scrooge looks like a meat ball with a short tail, its two hind limbs are extremely powerful. In the blink of an eye, it rushed to Lu Mingfei and was enough to swallow Lu Mingfei whole.

Its huge mouth is filled with sharp fangs.

Facing the disgusting stench, Lu Mingfei just moved his steps slightly, and the little knife in his hand brought out a splash of blood. Scrooge's narrow eyes were scratched, and he screamed and hit his head.

on the wall.

"For The Emperor!"

Accompanied by a high-pitched war cry, in the shocked eyes of all the human slaves present, the pair of golden wings of light completely stretched out from behind Lu Mingfei, and the posture of the saint appeared in front of everyone.
Chapter completed!