God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Go forward!"

Soshian threw his fist through a heavy sealed door, throwing himself into the hustle and bustle of the battle.

At the end of the passage, the Outer Hall of a small temple was displayed in front of his eyes. The polished skulls and the walls made of bones formed a vault above them, and the profanity text was all over the skulls. A statement in praise of the dark gods.

In the past, this place used to be a place to pay homage to the sacred God Emperor, but now it has become a place of blasphemy.

This makes all warriors very angry, especially the nuns.

The nearly a hundred red pirates stationed in the temple immediately became the target of everyone's anger.

When Soshian rushed forward, the opponent's explosive gun opened fire to welcome him.

The sound of shrapnel bounced from his Terminator armor, but he did not hesitate, turning into an illusory shadow, a swift shadow consisting of a sharp edge and a hard blade.

The first red pirate was already in front of him, the explosive bomb rang, and his blasphemy blood-red armor gleamed as it reflected backfire.

Soshian stared at the opponent for a second, and noticed that there were many unspeakable floating images etched on the red ceramic steel surface, and then he beheaded with a sword.

When the headless body fell heavily backwards, more red pirates appeared behind the bunker, at least ten.

Another guy rushed in front of Soshian, and Soshian took a step too.

The barrel of the opponent's explosive gun looked back at Soshian's eyes like a wide-open eye. His twin hearts, beating steadily, bulged and expanded when he fell down the last time.

The red pirate's finger pressed the trigger.

Soshian swung his sword down again.

The blood, turned into black and slippery in the explosion of the bomb, began to spill in the opposite direction.

Although his head flew with a sword, the fingers of the dead red pirate holding the gun tightened, causing a roar of flames to explode from the muzzle, and Soshian could feel the fierce breathing bullet skip over. His helmet.

Before the corpse started to fall, he was already moving.

He chopped and chopped, killed and killed, moving forward constantly.

At this moment, his world is beating faster with the fragments of feeling, a section of torso is split from the collarbone to the abdomen, one hand is cut in two, the roar of the explosion corresponds to the dying person Screamed.

He heard and felt them all, but he was not there.

He turned into a single focused line, cutting forward, waves of ideas in his mind stirred like a river.

Soshian knows that his brothers are following him, forming a triangle with him as the tip.

They moved forward courageously, constantly firing to knock out the guards, and constantly hacking down the red armor silhouettes. The roar in the communication indicated that other parts of the strike force were gradually invading this small temple.

Although the resistance I have encountered so far is not weak, but it is not strong. There are many enemies, but the tactics are poor and lack of heavy firepower.

Soshian understood all this without even thinking about it, and didn't have to stop to disrupt the rhythm of his sword swing.

Suddenly, a red pirate rushed towards him, moving faster than the others. His face without a trace of hair had various symbols connected by a net, holding a broad long sword with broken edges. Slashed to Soshian's neck.

This blow is strong and powerful. It is the product of training and experience. Obviously, I want to be a one-shot and a clean one.

And Soshian didn't even hesitate.

He deflected the blow, turning around to chop off his own sword.

It wasn't until then that Soshian saw the grenade, the very small one, tied to the bone handle of the long sword.

Only then did he notice that the opponent's eyes were wide open on his tattooed face, showing a triumphant grin.

Soshian tried to twist to the side and yanked the sword down to block the stab, but this couldn't stop the opponent from pulling the grenade's tab.

At this time, a chainsaw sword smashed into the red pirate's head from the right side. The blow was accompanied by thunder and exploded a pile of red flesh and blood mixed with broken armor pieces.

Then Talos pushed the body away from his path.

"You almost planted here, Captain Soshian."

The front of Talos' armor was a mess of metal scars and blood stains, even though he was wearing Astral Knight. He’s power armour, but he still can’t get rid of the habit of using human bones as a mask.

They stood side by side, like the butcher and Knight with scars all over them.

Although he was reluctant, Soshian had to admit that the other party saved him.

"many thanks."

"hmph hmph hmph, if it weren't for Savita, let me look at you."

Talos is as contemptuous as ever The tone.

Sevita separated from everyone after entering the flight deck. Before leaving, he asked Totalos must protect Soshian.

The prophet who had already boarded the thief ship had to agree to respond.

More Astral Knights joined them to form a battle line, jumped to help shields and kept on firing with explosive bombs.

At this moment, a meteor mace struck, smashing Talos back by two steps.

A red pirate wearing an iron rider terminator was standing in front of them. Its armor was stained with blood, and its feet inserted into the corpse as if it were growing out of it.

Soshian waited for the moment of the heartbeat, and waited until he could feel that Fu Fu started to pull out the hammer.

"Now!"

Talos immediately swung the chain saw forward and slammed the opponent's shoulder. The red pirate terminator lost his center of gravity for a moment, and quickly recovered to swing down. .

But Soshian's sword has been inserted into the crevice of his abdominal armor, and he felt the vibration of the sword passing through the armor, flesh, and skeleton as it was inserted.

Then Talos' sword took the opponent's first level with one blow.

"Your understanding of war is still too naive."

Soshian heard the sneer in the other's words, but he seemed to be used to it.

"I'm studying."

They rushed through the piles of corpses, and the red pirates up ahead were retreating, moving while firing.

Behind them, the door leaf decorated with bones and bronze is closing the wide open mouth-like passage.

"Take the gate!"

Soshian roared loudly, and his brothers had already stepped forward to respond as soon as the order left his lips.

Five Astral Knights, their shields are tightly formed into a shield wall, and they charge forward.

Many explosive bombs hit them, two of them retreated, but the rest did not hesitate.

When they opened the fire, the door was almost closed, and only the flashing eyes and backfire flashes of the red pirates in the distance could be seen.

The next second, the hot melt gun roared out several thin lines, burning the open air and shooting towards the closed door leaf.

Plastic steel and bronze peeled off like fat in flames. The gravity gun fired in the next second, and the door leaf turned into a bright white metal and burst like a waterfall from the frame.

Soshian started running again. Talos and Thor were beside him. As the heat was still splashing all around, the temperature alarm of the Terminator armor began to sound non-stop.

Then they passed through the passage behind them, and the molten debris behind them was still splashing around.

The rhythm of killing flows through Soshian again, but it feels different again, as if a moving illustration in front of him is outlined by a swift illusory shadow and sprayed blood.

Soshian stopped.

The passage turned into a wide darkness in front of him, now silent and empty.

When the air was pulled out by the opening of the broken outer wall, a false wind surrounded him.

In a moment of silence, Soshian felt as if he had heard a distant voice whispering outside of his hearing.

He looked towards his sword below, with blood congealing between his fingers.

"What's the matter?"

Adriana Willets said as she walked through the open passage.

He turned his head and looked towards her, the nun was walking towards him, the barrel of the pistol still radiating residual heat and steaming hot mist.

The rest of the nuns followed her closely.