God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Yeah--"

After a while, Soshian found that his feet touched the ground again, and at the same time he heard a painful hum.

So he extended the hand and held Veronica on the verge of collapse.

"It's okay."

"How could it be okay!"

The Spirit Race girl glared at him.

"Isn’t it telling you not to use that power indiscriminately, to harm others and yourself."

"In order to obtain the storage film, I was impatient for a while."

At this time, Soshian noticed that the golden rune in Veronica's palm, which had been fine before, was now cracked in the middle.

"This is—"

Veronica glanced at that rune, her expression a little lonely and regretful.

"The Prophet said, this is the legacy left by my parents, whom I have never met. It has saved me twice, and this is the last time."

" This...sorry, my promise is still valid. You helped me get those things. In the future, you can make a request to me personally."

"hmph hum, then I will let you die. Go."

Soshian was nodded with a solemn expression.

"If you are really asking for that, then when I complete my mission, I will immediately suicide."

The Spirit Race girl wrinkled her nose and made a grimace.

"Green Skin only believes! You are so cunning, the ghost knows how long your mission will take, and your life can last."

Speaking, she walked around behind Soshian.

"You better look at your baby."

Listening to what she said, Soshian was shocked, and then immediately took out those storage films.

The result made him feel distressed.

Ten pieces of storage pieces, four pieces were torn along with the backpack. They are all serious damages. I don’t know if they can still be used.

"Ai, damn, I blamed me for being too careless, careless, careless..."

"Okay, okay, don't sigh, it means you hit It’s destined to take only six slices. It’s already pretty good. Now we have to think about something more realistic."

Actually, without Veronica's words, Soshian quickly calmed down. Self-pity is not his character.

"Where is this place?"

Soshian took a look at all around and found that this place is different from before. There are still a small amount of natural landscape, including decayed trees, only Under the shrubs with dead branches, he could only carefully choose his path forward in the mud pits everywhere.

This place seemed to be a forest a long time ago. Considering that this place is the status quo, it sounds incredible.

"This is very close to the core area."

Veronica took out the map again.

"Huh? Why did the light spots become two?"

She noticed the bright spots representing the green skin, and only two of them were still flickering.

"Forget it, no matter how much, we have to go in front."

The two of them walked forward, came to a high slope, and then followed the high slope. Looking down, there was no trace of any exit at all.

What’s more weird is that there is a river here, and the gloomy and turbid water roars downstream in an unstoppable imposing manner, and is haunted by the dim and unknown light from the sky like mottled amber, beside the water. The air is full of ups and downs like dense gray clouds.

"Where did this river come from?"

Soshian asked suspiciously, but the Spirit Race girl shook the head.

"I can't tell. The space and time of this place can't be estimated by common sense."

After finishing, she waved her hand to a clearing among the trees.

"Let’s go there and take a look."

Then the two filed out from the forest, their agile and vigorous skills stared at the muddy and rugged underfoot, and Soshian’s shoulders The beam of light emitted by the powerful flashlight tore the surrounding airtight shadows to pieces.

When passing by the river bank, Soshian also reached out and picked up a broken dead branch and a rotten leaf. The Tao Steel armor weighing more than a thousand catties gradually sank into the mud under his feet, but it did not affect his actions in the slightest. .

"There is still a certain degree of freshness, this is definitely not something ten thousand years ago."

At this time, Veronica also stopped and poked the stick in her hand. He poked the ground and called Soshian:

"Big guy, look."

Soshian walked up quickly, and a clearly visible footprint came into his eyes. The huge size dwarfs mortal boots.

"Green skin also passed by here."

Soshian came to the conclusion softly, carefully tracing the outline of the footprint with his fingers.

"Why?"

He couldn't help muttering to himself:

"After so many years, what else do they want from here? How did they pass on this secret from generation to generation?"

"It's hatred."

Veronica also stared at the huge footprints:

"The Great Prophet said that the Great War General of the past will determine where the galaxy belongs in the next ten thousand years. If the Greenskins win, they will have a chance to get rid of the barbaric curse imprisoned on them, and let their civilization sublimate to A higher level, but they have failed, and they are still wild beasts ever since. Regardless of whether they will gather a powerful force in the future, this opportunity will never be there again, so they are right this time The hatred of failure is deeply embedded in the genes."

Soshian sighed slightly and looked around.

"But I didn't see any exit. Is there any special place in this place?"

"We have to cross the river first."

Veronica reached out and pulled out the gold-bound hardcover booklet on her waist, and glanced at Soshian beside her:

"Don't use your power again, I can't stand it."

Soshian waved his hand in response, then stepped back to reassure the opponent.

Veronica began to recite the mantra. At first, she had only her clear voice. Then she added a low voice like an old woman. The tones of the two people’s words were coordinated strangely, and every mantra was It was an octave lower than the previous paragraph, and finally turned into bursts of weird white noise that was indistinguishable-a strange sound and rhyme that was very different from any human language.

After that, Veronica raised the cane in her hand, the jewel on the tip of the cane was gleaming, and then flicked the sword, sword edge pointed directly at the roaring waves in the heart of the river.

Several seconds passed, Veronica's singing was lowered by the violently expanded psychic energy, and the incomparable force shook the earth, provoking a small-scale earthquake in the mud and sand.

Bang——!

The two sounds of piercing the cloud and cracking stone exploded at the same time, Veronica drew the spell at the same time, and the red beam of light rose from the river bank under her feet, as if spewing out of an underground cave. Wandao Xiaguang.

Then, the cruising beam of light was twisted into dozens of main shafts at the root, just like a crimson mangrove forest rising from the center of the raging waves.

At first, the water flow could easily penetrate the scarlet beam of light inserted in the heart of the river, but as Veronica repeated the previous edict again, the reverberating low-pitched curse pressed the red beam of light into shape. , A wall of light rose instantly.

Along with the dull damp roar, the river water was divided into two by the light wall blocking in front, one left and the other continued to rush forward.

I saw the angry waves right in front of me, Soshian neither anxious nor nervous, letting the turbid waves crash into his body, and blocked Veronica behind him.

After a while, the raging waves stopped, and the two stepped onto the exposed riverbed—the wild waves of water boiled and transpired around them, turning them into dark, filthy white smoke.

"I'm exhausted. Let me borrow your shoulder."

Gently wipe off the sweat from her forehead, Veronica has a little bit of her feet, and she rises into the sky, and then Sit gently on Soshian's left shoulder.

Fortunately, Soshian could only take Veronica wading into the knee-deep mud, and walked slowly toward the middle of the river bed. Fortunately, Veronica did not sit dry. He kept waving his magic sword, using his psychic energy to dig through the annoying silt blocking him.

Finally when she reached the heart of the river, Veronica used her formula to call out the hot flaming flames, causing the mud to boil and splash in an instant, and the imposing manner surging foul-smelling steam.

In just a few minutes, silver-colored rays of light flashed in the mud, reflecting Soshian's face.

Feeling the sub Power of Space rushing around, Soshian suddenly realized that this seemingly fragile Xenos girl is actually a very terrifying psionicist. All kinds of spells almost only need a very easy The simple idea of ​​—— this power seems to have become an extension of self-will to the world.

If it were not for him, he felt that no one in Chapter could deal with this female Xenos, so he always reminded himself not to be deceived by appearance-this is definitely an extreme danger of Xenos!

In addition, regardless of Xenos's identity, psionic energy is always a dangerous double-edged sword in his eyes.

For a long time, Talos often laughed at him for being indistinguishable between'psionic power' and'witchcraft', but every time he asked rhetorically, Talos himself could not distinguish between the two. The subtle difference between the two.

For thousands of years, various psionic organizations including the think tank sanctuary have used obscure language and mysterious symbols to whitewash their own discipline and rules, and firmly believe that through the implementation of a series of cumbersome and complicated ceremony , You can keep the soul of sorcerer pure-Soshian disagrees with this kind of humble opinion.

So far, Soshian has always believed that simply there is no effective way to separate purity and filth. Everything in the world is always difficult to distinguish between black and white, and there are shadows under the blazing sun.