The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 The demon raised his head and seemed to be singing.

　　 Even in the roar of the battle, Soshyang can still hear the depressive voice.

The invisible magic lifted the demon, and a song composed of pure power made it float on the top of the tower. Hundreds of sound waves incredibly overlap each other, and heart-piercing tones collided from the throat. Drilled out.

　　 Soon, the stones engraved with mysterious symbols flew up from the top of the pyramid, spinning and floating towards the vault—the singing was tearing the reality apart.

　　RUA————!

　　 A discordant syllable broke out in a deafening rising tone, and a violent explosion blew a boulder on the pyramid.

　　 The huge stones rolled in the torrent of light, and then fell into the front of the soul drinker, pressing some fighters underneath and knocking down more.

　　 A part of the pyramid collapsed in a landslide-like vibration, and rocks and rubble rolled down.

　　 Ascending Soshyang struggled to maintain his balance.

　　At this time, a warrior in purple armor slid down the stone slope, about to fall straight into the pile of rubble

　　 Soshyang saw at a glance that it was the **** Gorge.

　　 He then passed through the continuously collapsing pyramid, leaped hard to the edge, grabbed the warrior's armor, and dragged him back to a safer place.

　　 Soul Drinker Battle Commander's breastplate and upper arm armor were crushed, and the condensed blood gathered around his wound like uncooled glass, and some sharp gravels pierced his joints.

　　 "Sosh Yang!"

　　 Gorgerie growled, his anger overwhelming the pain.

　　 "This demon is very powerful, we must deal with him as soon as possible, otherwise we will all be finished!"

　　 "Hold on, brother, I will."

　　 "Leave me alone, kill it!"

　　 Soshyang raised his head and saw the demon start to move. It was descending, his expression was peaceful, his eyes closed, deadly singing woven around him, his arms opened as if he was welcoming them,

　　 More rocks are rising around.

　　 Soshyang even saw a warrior, the standard bearer of the Soul Drinker, being pulled into the air by the invisible rhythm.

　　 His armor twitched, as if being pulled by many fingers, the ceramic plate flickered and peeled off, and then it was torn apart-his helmet was torn off with his head, sprinkled with a gleam of blood and broken bones.

　　Aesthetics and death are intertwined in the discordant rhythm, describing the kind of beautiful peace that only needs to sacrifice life and hand over to the sound of oblivion.

　　The war will end, and violence will be a memory that does not exist.

　　 "Everyone, don't be disturbed by this voice."

　　 Soshyang roared in the communication channel, the Stormblaster shook his arm and shot bullets at the demon, but the sound of the gun was immediately completely covered by the sound of music.

　　 In the blink of an eye, the bullet hit the shining force field of the demon's body, and the explosion produced in advance burst out with white light.

　　 More Astartes, both soul drinkers and star realms, are actually beginning to float in the air.

　　 Keep going, they will be torn to pieces by the sound waves.

　　 If he doesn't want to suffer huge casualties, then he doesn't have much time.

　　 Soshyang used the effect of Grey Marrow again, forcing himself to move on, staggering forward amidst the presumptuous sound of destruction.

　　The fissure in the subspace is opening above their heads, and the majestic energy is vented out wantonly, even the gray marrow can do nothing here.

　　 This is the first time Soshyang feels that he is so weak.

　　Gorgri also got up again.

　　Wearing power armor, he was more agile than Soshyang. After the gray marrow weakened the obstruction of the subspace power, he rushed forward.

　　 "Demon! Face your destruction!"

　　The Soul Drinker's battle captain roared defiantly and rushed to the last few steps of the pyramid.

　　 The devil glanced at him contemptuously, and surrounded himself with a bright white film without any unnecessary movements.

　　 Enraged by the contempt, Gorge rushed in.

　　In a short time, the dazzling light became opaque, like a bright eggshell.

　　 The magazine of the Stormblaster was empty, so Soshyang put his arms down, held the chainsaw halberd in both hands, and entered the light.

"Well--"

As soon as 　　 stepped in, the deafening scream filled his mind with deadly unclean sounds, and the pitch rose again as he walked through the light barrier.

　　 The powerful force almost made him kneel on the ground, while the demon was floating in front of him.

　　 Its four slender arms stretched out and hit Soshyang with sound waves. The powerful force was enough to make the air appear distorted, and even the sturdy Terminator armor began to deform.

　　 Another sound wave passed, and Soshyang's helmet fell off in a large amount of splashing blood.

　　 But he is still alive, still fighting.

　　 When the demon concentrated his power on Soshyang, Gorge, who was blocked by the singing, found an opportunity, rushed up and shouted:

　　 "For the emperor!"

　　 The devil noticed him, lifted his wrist inadvertently, and knocked him to the ground with a burst of sound.

　　The helmet of the leader of the Soul Drinker also cracked under the impact.

　　 At that moment, all he could see was the awesome beauty in the singing.

　　 But just when Gorgeli's sight was restored, he happened to see Soshyan rushing up.

　　 Not long ago, his charge turned the devil's singing momentarily, winning a moment for Soshyang.

　　All a fighter needs is an instant.

　　 Soshyang's eyes were blazing anger, and his hatred and hatred for this enemy was obvious.

　　 He urged the power of the Terminator armor to the extreme, rushing past the opponent like a tank, and opened his mouth wide and let out a roar.

　　 "I am your destruction!!"

　　 Shocked by Soshyang's roar, the demon's mouth opened wider, releasing ear-piercing screams that almost tore the air.

　　 Gorgri turned over and lay on the ground, threw away his sword, and covered his ears with both hands to resist the terrible noise.

　　 The devil’s singing concealed death under the layers of false beauty, while Soshyang’s roar did not contain the slightest elegance, but was just a deafening volume.

　　 At that moment, his face turned into a cold metal mask again, and the dark green runes flashed on his forehead.

　　 His roar changed.

　　 is full of metal texture, like the violent scratching of two pieces of metal.

　　 The powerful noise hit the demon, and its grace disappeared immediately.

　　 swayed a step back~www.ltnovel.com~ The devil opened his mouth to sing the death song again, but some kind of power enough to erase the soul turned the rhythm into a terrible elegy.

　　 "No... this is not the power that a soulless person should have."

　　 The demon suddenly fell from mid-air and knelt to the ground.

　　 When Soshyan approached, the demon twisted in pain to avoid it, but it lost control of its own singing voice and control of its body, and a bright light circle spread out from around it.

　　 Did Soshyang pass through those lights and noises, the halberd pierced out and cut off the demon's head with one blow.

　　 Finally, the singing fell silent.

　　 Everything from the beginning to the end, but more than ten seconds.

　　 The moment the singing ended, the soldiers who were lifted up in the air fell one after another.

　　 Gorgri lay on the top of the pyramid that was gradually collapsing, watching Soshyan, who put on his helmet again, held up the halberd in victory, but he couldn't understand what he had just seen.

　　 The bizarre rhythm is still reverberating in his mind, Gorge shook his head to disperse them, staring in disbelief at this friend who had only met for a short time.

　　 Above them, the rift in the subspace is closing quickly.

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