God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"So fast—"

Soshian, who was hit on the wall, didn’t respond yet, and the opponent’s 2nd Strike came one after another, directly hitting On his chest, then raised him high.

Considering that he is now wearing a Terminator, the opponent is not only terrifying in speed, but also terrifying in power.

For an instant, the entire world flickered, and then a strong light flashed, and the shadows fled everywhere.

Soshian's armor broke, and droplets of blood the size of a needle spattered into the air.

He was just thrown out.

The Spirit Race's hand was put down, and the shadows outlined its face. It was a face solidified with anger and howling, and the red silk on the back of the head became fluffy. Red temples.

"This—"

Soshian gasped hard with his mouth open, trying to support himself on his knees.

Then Dark Eldar half-turned, raised his arm, and the double blade on the wall flew into his hands like alive-Soshian noticed that his hands were blood-colored.

Then the monster turned around and waved, in one go.

This time the blow was not rushed, as if the Spiritual God in this world was touching mortals contemptuously. The double-edged blades seemed to be thin and light, but they had a solid weight.

It hit Soshian's chest, causing his head to fly back and forth, blood gushing from between the broken teeth.

There are very few enemies that can make Soshian helpless, but the Dark Eldar in front of him reminds him of the Phoenix Lord howling Banshee he has met-the speed of the two is almost the same, but the offensive in front of him More fierce, fierce, and deadly.

But now he thinks he is still inferior to Saivita, the gray marrow may be able to suppress psionic energy, but it is not very useful for enemies who are good at battle skills.

When Soshian fell to the ground, the shadow was still standing, and the double-edged blades were casually held beside him. His existence was like a towering thundercloud, roaring in a silent place.

Soshian stood up struggling, and through the broken eyepieces, he saw that the black misty figure fluctuated between several pictures: the tall Shadowman shape, whose face and hands were blood-red, It is like a king wearing a burning laurel crown.

"You can't be led by his nose."

Soshian steadied his heels, and the utterly motivated area of ​​desolation turned into a spinning cloud, and the air was full of coldness. And nothingness.

Faced with the storm that could freeze the soul, the existence laughed instead. Soshian felt the laughter as if a thousand razors were stroking the inside of his skull.

"This is the virtue of the dog of the lord of mankind?"

He stepped forward, and another huge force pushed Soshian away. Space Marine, who had just stood up, immediately again He fell to the ground with his back down.

Soshian felt ashamed of this lack of power to fight back. He forced himself to stand up, and the opponent hit him on the back again.

The Terminator Battle Armor cracked immediately, and Soshian fell heavily to the ground again.

The opponent made another kick. In a powerful action, Soshian was kicked and turned over and lay on his back toward Heaven and Earth.

Then, the two blades pressed against Soshian's chest.

"You really disappoint me, little warrior of the Lord of Carrion."

After playing for so long, this is the first time the opponent has faced Soshian at close range, with a low and calm voice.

"Please forgive me, I might let you go."

Soshian looked up at the opponent, his face was covered in blood, but he was tough and shocked.

"It is you who should beg for mercy."

Seeing quietly, his hand has pressed the magic tome on his waist and gently lifted the seal set by Saivita.

"Sing—"

At first, it was just a messy mix, and then gradually merged into a hymn, a chorus of non-male and non-female tones is like a kind of weeping fanaticism , Soshian couldn't even hear the lyrics, but felt that he was standing on the shore of a sea of ​​believers. The singing sound was like an inhuman chant.

Suddenly, the singing became a high-pitched scream, tearing apart the dimensions of reality and nothingness.

"en?"

In a low voice of surprise, Dark Eldar suddenly pulled away from Soshian.

"You actually use the power of the devil?"

"To deal with Xenos, by fair means or foul."

Soshian guessed it, Slaanesh demon It should be able to restrain Spirit Race.

But it was just a laugh.

"Do you think this is enough?"

Seeing the opponent's body moved, Soshian immediately raised his sword to block, then his body sank suddenly and his feet sank three inches to the ground.

This time he caught the other's dynamics, but as he said, still not enough.

Dark Eldar immediately launched a series of swift blade offensives. The two knives slanted across Soshian's heavy shoulder armor, shaking him for a while.

The singing continued, but the opponent's blade became more violent, and the Sacred Yan sword clanked with unparalleled speed.

"Come on!"

Soshian lifted his spirits and greeted the sky with steady efficiency.

He steadied his feet to meet the new blow. The three weapons collided and rebounded, only visible afterimages were distorted, and the two blades burst into the darkness with sparks, and the violent situation was full of murderous intention.

After fending off the opponent's offensive, Soshian's backhand is a sword.

But the opponent has already strayed away, and even whirled around Soshian, making it almost impossible to notice how it maintains its balance.

next moment, the blade of a knife flies like stars, like a torrential rain, unstoppable.

This offensive almost suffocated Soshian. This was the first time he encountered such a powerhouse. The oppressive feeling of the opponent turned out to be terrible in the match Vita!

"You don’t know much about subspace, it will come for you. It is kind to kill you here. I have seen your future fall into darkness and drag your soul!"

"Shut up!"

The two pierced through the haze like arrows, and then came to the throne where the shadow was high before, smashing the table and breaking the pillar.

"I'm tired of it."

After kicking Soshian away, Dark Eldar's cloak was suddenly flooded by the hot updraft, spreading like wings.

For a while, it looked like a phantom of the underworld, a Nether Soul swallowed by nothingness, eternal and evil.

Soshian holds the sword with both hands, takes a step back, gasping for breath.

He thinks that he is not too slow, but compared to the opponent, he appears so slow. Strictly speaking, it is not easy for him to remain unbeaten.

"Go to the carrion corpse and make a complaint--"

The shadow of being transformed into death strode closer, his voice was low and strong, and his hatred had become his With the new mask, Soshian's stiff breathing suddenly became low and rapid.

Around them, the shadow cast by the pillars swayed constantly, responding to the waves of energy.

"He asked for it. I have reminded him that the end of the road is only a nightmare."

Soshian decided to take the initiative, so he raised his arm and shot a burst of explosions. Flick, then swing the sword up.

The opponent avoided his explosive bullet, opened his sword, then raised his left hand, and took Soshian's neck with a knife.

Soshian blocked in a panic, in a flash, the opponent cut the knife down, slid under the neck guard, and cut a terrible long mouth on Soshian's breastplate.

This time, the blade cut extremely deep, cut off the broken armor, and penetrated into its lower chest cavity.

"Um—"

Soshian's expression was very painful, he pulled away suddenly, opened the opponent's knife with his arm, and staggered back.

At the same time, something slipped out of the crack in his breastplate——