God Emperor’s Angel of Death

While Savita was fighting the defectors, Soshian was rushing to the other soul drinkers with precision comparable to using an industrial electric drill to complete a heart surgery.

Outside, Soul Drinker’s flagship Soul Messenger and other ships are also launching a fierce attack on the Hulk, and an explosion shook the spaceship.

However, it seems that their efforts are not enough to destroy this giant ship.

The vast majority of this ship has long been abandoned. The hall used by many mortals is rotten, even without air, and dusty items are scattered everywhere on the floor.

"A lot of bad things have happened here."

The closer Soshian gets to the direction of the coordinate signal, the more disturbed Soshian's heart becomes.

Along the way, they only encountered some battles intermittently, but the strange thing was that the more they moved forward, the intensity of the battle became weaker and weaker.

As soon as they met the demons, they slaughtered them to death.

Ambush soldiers will often attack them from the dark labyrinth of spaceship, but they are only fear demon and fire demon.

They came and came, killed and killed, and finally disappeared in the depths of the spaceship.

And reality has also betrayed physics. The deeper the hull, the more weird its structure. Soshian felt that if there was no signal from Saivita, they would probably only get lost in this unpredictable place. The labyrinth.

Along with their footsteps, there are whispers that become stronger.

These words are unfamiliar, but they are undoubtedly full of malice and become clearer and clearer, causing the team to stop several times to guard against enemy attacks.

This makes warriors of soul drinkers very unaccustomed.

In the past, they may also check whether the communication is malfunctioning, but now they all know that this is the sound of evil magic.

The corridor they had stepped on no longer made noise, but became damp. As soon as someone touched it, it began to tremble, as if physical contact would hurt it.

The stinky mouth replaced the air vents, the wet holes replaced the hatches, and some malignant neoplasms could be seen on the walls, as if they wanted to grow together, as if cancer cells were growing together. It spreads in the host's organs.

All parts of this ship are suffering from disease, like a nightmare, once you leave it behind, the memory of them will disappear together. They do not seem to belong to this reality, and cannot be easily understood by the mortal mind alone.

"This place is disgusting."

Souldrinker's veteran said.

"Why do they come to this place?"

"The traitors have sold themselves to the ancient power. They have crossed the line."

Soshian answered him like this.

"They are crazy, brother."

Mark growled, like a warning in the jungle.

"It would be better if they were really crazy, I'm afraid they are not crazy."

At this time, another group of fear demon appeared, and they still appeared behind them. There were several tall silhouettes, spewing magical flames.

"Kill them, we will press forward, for the God Emperor and Imperium!"

Soshian raised the holy flame sword high and led the soul drinker to speed up the charge.

The fear demon only had time to throw a few Fireballs, and purple and pink completely collided.

Soshian stands at the forefront to fight.

The Sacred Flame Sword buzzed across the air, opening and closing, the blood blade danced wildly, wherever the tip of the sword went, the magic and flesh were all unfolded, and the hit target was instantly killed .

He always rushed to the enemy's gun and retrieved it immediately, as if this weapon that once disgusted him deeply has now become his Supreme Treasure.

The soul drinkers also follow closely from behind, slaughtering everything in front of them. In a very short period of time, they gradually adapted to fighting with Soshian and showed extraordinary coordination. Spend.

The hatred and blood shed together, and the howling of the devil was full of anger of detachment.

They concentrate their strength and release a turbulence of death.

The soul drinker veteran rushing in the front immediately raised the shield wall like an ancient siege soldier.

But Battle Armor's protection to the human body is also limited, so an elite warrior fell. A magic flame bomb smashed his helmet, and then the huge armored body fell down. On the ground.

Others strode across the fire sea with difficulty and launched a fierce attack. Their roars were amplified by Battle Armor, almost deafening.

Soshian also brought down the last demon in front of him. He used a long sword to guide the warriors through the wall of flames.

"Rush into the enemy line!"

He roared:

"We are going to dye the road here red with their blood!"

Then he swung his crackling power sword and jumped up.

The warriors gathered together, and one end of the tunnel rushed down like an unstoppable torrent of steel, instantly breaking through the "retaining wall" of devil's flesh and blood.

The timid horrors immediately broke into an army and fled in all directions.

Soshian still maintained enough sanity at this time, while sprinting forward, while letting a squad soul drinker occupy a favorable position to ensure the subsequent retreat route.

Time is racing against time, and this hulk may be destroyed at any time.

They are united, advance and retreat together. After crossing the passage, the horizontal road gradually widened, leading to a series of cabins.

There are rails for trains all over here, piercing heavy walls.

Most of the space here is generally used to store supplies, but now there are only corrupt wreckage and ashes.

After rushing through the demon's front, they finally came to a huge warehouse.

A marble staircase flew down from the gate, and many small skylights were inlaid on the roof, looking out into the void.

More importantly, there are traces of corruption everywhere in this hall.

The statue seems to move when no one is watching. A weird blue-green flame is burning in the brazier, and the decorations are either swallowed into the living carpet or submerged in the wall. Inside the mucus.

These transformations are obviously not made by human beings, they are more like their own changes.

In some places, the transformation is only halfway through. Sharp edges and spikes are formed on the solemn Imperium decorations that can be seen everywhere. They are more suitable for appearing in the torture rooms of executioners.

Some of the ornaments did indeed play the role of torture instruments. Many skeletons were hung on rusty iron hooks, still maintaining the painful posture of life.

The loud sounds of depravity echoed in the warehouse, and their whispers were clearly audible.

Soshian did his best to distract attention from above.

Suddenly, the deafening horn for declaration of war rang, and the wall burst open.

A soul drinker appeared out of thin air and threw away a mace from the top of his head.

Soshian leaned over and avoided, the weapon left a dent on the wall, the size of an old man's torso.

Then he emptied the bullets in the barrel at the chest of the rebels. The soldier's breastplate suddenly all split up and in pieces, and the wires inside were also broken. The escaped energy si The si rang, and the whole person staggered back a few steps.

Soshian took advantage of the momentum, and the tip of the sword fiercely pierced into the opponent's jaw, and then pierced out from behind.

The back of the rebel helmet burst open, and a stream of smoking blood gushed out.