God Emperor’s Angel of Death

Sons of Dorn Chapter has been active near the Eye of Fear all year round, often dealing with Chaos Space Marine, and knows those traitors very well.

"It is strange to say that his sword technique...I always feel it."

Huberto Silver touched the chin and said to his deputy:

"How is it similar to the traitors of the third Legion?"

The deputy nodded, their Chapter just fought with a Slaanesh war gang not long ago, and the fallen swordsmen gave them Caused a lot of casualties-and they are very good at using double swords.

"It is true that the number of paths is similar, fast and ruthless, and focus on attacking the next game."

"But look carefully, there are still differences, a lot of unloading power And the technique of winding...should it be a coincidence?"

"It should be—"

On the field, double swords and shields kept colliding, Each collision releases a frightening ripple towards the blocker.

Ustad’s arms even looked a little fuzzy because of the fast movements, but his face under the helmet was already sweating profusely, gasping for breath ——

Muthari just insisted on his shield and waved his sword from time to time, staring coldly at the momentum of his opponent.

The creak of metal friction and sparks of collision echoed throughout the square.

"Ha! Ha!"

Ten seconds later, Ustad continued to attack continuously, continuing his quick pace.

But the speed is not as fast as before.

Seeing that the opponent had been pushed to the edge of the arena, Ustad suddenly rushed to the left, then suddenly turned back, raised his swords, and aimed at Muthari's torso.

In the next second, the three weapons collided in the rain of sparks, entangled tightly.

Ustad exhausted both hands, poured the power of his whole body and pushed fiercely.

Mutari just maintained it for a moment before staggering back, losing his balance.

"Aha!"

Seeing victory is in sight, Ustad loudly roared, rushing over.

With a loud noise, Muthari fiercely hit the pillars at the four corners of the arena, and the steel that felt hard seemed to squeeze into his back-the arena has no fences, but there are four Pillar.

Before Ustad's long sword crossed where his chest was just now, he rolled and avoided.

Suddenly, there was a wild laugh from the viewing platform. Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was the representative of the Black Temple, the 11th Expeditionary Fleet Marshal Sith Garrett.

"It's a good fight! There must be this imposing manner!"

When Muthari dodges another slam and stumbles out of the attack range, far away There was another deep ridicule.

"It's too far."

Ustad completely ignored the voices outside the court. He just chased his target closely, panting heavily, and put his helmet on the eyepiece. The mist is full of sweat.

He is about to win, he has pushed the opponent to the edge of the arena step by step.

But he ignored the reality that his physical strength has been severely consumed.

And Muthari saved enough energy in the conflict just now——

"Heh!"

Suddenly, Muthari fiercely The ground threw the shield in his hand towards Ustad.

Ustad was caught off guard by this order and could only be blocked by crossed swords, but the huge power carried by the shield directly knocked him back a few steps, and the sword in his hand was also weak. Withdraw to the left and right.

At this time, Ustad's front was completely defenseless for the first time.

Mutari made a posture with his body curled up before jumping, then jumped out, rushed toward Ustad's torso, and fiercely knocked him back.

The opponent's speed was so fast that Ustad couldn't drop his sword in time.

Mutari tied him tightly with his arm, pushing him backwards until he hit a pillar in the arena and suddenly clanged.

Seize the opportunity. Although the champion of the white temple has lost control of the shield, he still clenched the sword and prepared to give his opponent a heavy blow.

But at this critical moment, the air around the two suddenly became very cold.

At that moment, Ustad's arms burst out with a huge force, directly breaking free from Muthari's restraint.

"What—"

In surprise, before Muthari reacted, Ustad stepped forward and hit the opponent with his head. Face.

In an instant, Muthari's head tilted back, the eyepieces shattered from inch to inch, and the pungent fresh blood energy began to fill the air.

"You..."

Mutari swung his sword to force him back, and then stared at Ustad's figure through the broken eyepiece.

"Who is it?"

Ustad did not respond, but instead used all his strength to charge forward, Muthari could only passively accept the battle.

The sword and the sword collided time and time again, and the sharp blade shone rays of light when colliding.

Along with the movement of the two warriors, there is only an afterimage of each attack, and the audience continues to make exclamation sounds.

But Soshian frowned suddenly, and he sensed the power of the gray marrow.

"Ustad...I already told him, this guy!"

Tighten his hand armor, Ustad's recklessness makes Soshian a bit annoyed, doesn't it? Does the other party know what will happen if the secret is revealed?

But Talos beside him is very optimistic.

"It’s okay. Wearing a helmet, let’s talk about it... Isn’t he doing this to make your face shine?"

"I said, Do your best."

"For a warrior, the feeling of failure is uncomfortable anyway. Although he normally doesn’t talk much, I can see that he still has a Chapter for you. He has deep feelings."

"Ah..."

In the face of Ustad’s strong wind and swift rain-like attack, this time Muthari Make no compromises.

Retreat does not exist for him at all, because he no longer has a shield, and a step back is a failure.

Ustad’s sword slashed his armor, and the damage was cold and deep. Every cut was sucking his remaining strength, although his sword would be on the opponent’s armor from time to time. Create wounds, but the efficiency is far from comparable to that of the other party.

In the process, Ustad seemed dumb, making almost no sound, not even gasping.

Aware of this, Muthari browsed tightly knit, and seemed to become very worried, and even the sword was much slower.

But Ustad won't let this opportunity pass. He leaned closer and kicked Muthari in the chest amid the buzzing of their weapons.

Followed by for the second time, it hit the abdomen directly.

Each impact echoed in the corridor like the forge of a furnace.

The subsequent two swords fought together, and Mutali's sword fell to the ground.

After the opponent slammed his chest with the hilt three times, Muthari stumbled back to the edge of the arena, and eventually lost his balance and fell to the ground after a few heartbeats.

Soshian shook the head with a sigh, and the audience burst into applause.

"Astral Knight, Ustad, win!!!"