God Emperor’s Angel of Death

She came from the darkness, just like her subordinates.

Walton was the first person to see her, and he tried to warn others loudly.

"Little—"

As soon as he shouted, his throat became stuffy.

A lance pierced his breastplate and pierced both of his hearts at the same time, Walton’s spine

on in an instant, A full one-meter long black lance came out.

Until the weapon slipped from him,

She looked at each of them as she let them sink.

"Hands."

A calm voice played in the night lord's helmet,

Everyone moved immediately.

The eighth Legion’s tactics raised explosive bullets and fired. Everyone fired a series of bullets, but none of them could hit her.

Talos shot at the dancing silhouette, and the explosion in the narrow space seemed to be a wailing in his ears.

He has an aiming processor on both the panel and the retina display, which can guide his aim and his instinct. The blaster shoots fiercely under his control, like a tide Spit out the shell, only when he has to reload it

will it alleviate.

While shooting, the prophet stepped back, crunching the other magazine.

Perhaps by some coincidence, everyone is reloading, and all the sense of unity and

covering firepower disappeared instantly.

Talos scanned the room vaguely and saw how their firepower could destroy every wall without hitting the prey.

Next, White-eyed Chris died, and his head was chopped off his shoulders in full view.

When the corpse began to fall, Talos immediately raised his fist to prevent death

brother's rotating helmet hit him.

Then the blood-stained helmet fell to the floor with a clang.

"Damn it!"

The angry Talos immediately shot at the black shadow, aiming at the place marked by the gun mark indicator, but it was just that there were more stone products in the Shattered in the explosion.

She didn't even slow down the killing speed.

In the blink of an eye, lance pierced Gortata's waist and severed his leg.

Almost at the same second, Farovan was also killed. A three-leaf throwing star forged from Xenos metal and a black fire split his head in the middle.

The two bodies also fell down at the same time, making two loud noises when they hit the stone.

"Fuck you long-legged bitch!"

Maku screamed, his heavy armor arched his back.

Talos looked around calmly, and saw a trace of movement on his mask. When he wanted to remind him, it was too late.

"Makushen!"

The next second, lance stabs Makushen's back.

Maku walked forward staggeringly, thanks to the artificial muscles at the joints of his armor that he didn't fall.

Then Markushen's explosive gun rang again, and then fell from his hand.

When the thrown blade hit Cyrion, it hit his horned helmet and large pieces of ceramic fragments fell immediately.

Sirion is not as stable as Markushen. He tripped and landed on both hands and knees at the same time, heavy enough to shake the floor.

Talos saw blood dripping on the dark stone ground, silting up between Cyrion's trembling hands.

"Talos..."

Valel's voice came from the communicator again.

"Not now, brother."

Talos already felt like he was going crazy, he almost roared and talked to Valle.

"I just want to ask when you will be back on the ground—"

"Not now!"

After that, Talos took his The blaster followed the dark shadow, but he couldn't catch up.

In a moment, the dark shadow was already dancing behind Corosa, and the technical sergeant was the last living third fierce claw.

Aware of the difference behind him, Corosa turned around and slashed with his howling chainsaw sword.

But he hit nothing.

As soon as Talos aimed, Corosa fell backward, blood flowing on his severed arm.

"Damn subspace bitch!"

Corosa took two steps, but lance's backswing immediately cut him open, and the wet internal organs splashed on Talos's Before the visor.

The angry prophet shot over Corosa's shoulder. The loud noise and the accompanying guttural sound were the sweetest voice he had ever heard.

After that, he saw that the blurry image turned into a female figure, as high as their Terminator Battle Armor, leaning backwards, head on one side.

Even his bullets had no results.

Maku Shen struggled to take off the blaster on the ground, Cyrion was still on the ground, but when Talos opened fire again, he also aimed at

Own goals.

Bullets spilt down like a rain, and Talos hopes to see the scene where the opponent is torn apart.

What can follow is disappointment, which then turns into despair.

A silver crescent arc became blurred in front of the slender banshee Phoenix Lord. Before touching her, bullets exploded one after another.

The prophet’s eyes took a few precious seconds to adjust the speed until he realized that the opponent was blocking their fire with the spear blade.

Use weapons to shoot down Astart’s explosive bombs!

It was almost a funny joke, but in front of Talos, it did happen.

"en?"

But Talos' luck never fell to the bottom, she didn't break them all up, and a bullet finally landed on her dark armor , But it just exploded.

Talos stopped to reload, and Cyrion did the same.

But for an instant, they both froze.

The tactical belt was empty, the backpack was empty, but the figure disappeared.

Corosa fell to the ground to break the sudden silence. After a while, Sai Leon turned around, unwilling to believe that she was gone.

Other sounds followed—

Makuchen’s suffocation exhalation, Corosa’s painful grunt, and the si si sound of cooling the muzzle.

"I can't see her."

Syrian said on their squad voice.

"And my ammunition ran out."

"Me too."

Talos did not check the situation of Corosa and Markushen When he turned back to back with Cyrion, Cyrion never looked away from the wall.

"She's still here, she must be there."

"No."

Talos gestured with his fists, a series of footprints from the room The inside flowed back into the tunnel.

"She is looking for an opportunity."

Cyrion didn't care about throwing away his double blaster.

"We should do the same for you."

The machine servant was waiting for them, silent in their numb reverie.

Talos was the first to walk into the room and gestured to let more slaves follow him. Their original slaves died on the echo of the curse, but after killing the jailer, they were in the prison again Tens of thousands more slaves.