The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"It's Captain Soshyan!"

The recruits immediately recognized these intruders and found the backbone, and leaned towards him one after another.

Soshyan came to Gorgeli and immediately fell to his knees, threw away his sword and took off his helmet.

"Brother Gorgri!"

He shouted.

"brothers!"

One heart that the sword pierced through, and his other heart had been nailed through before.

Soshyang didn't dare to draw out the sword, so he could only hug the opponent carefully.

Pharmacist Pallas rushed up quickly and started frantically injecting various emergency medicines into Gorge, and tried to treat his wounds urgently-but everything was irreversible.

But in Soshyang’s eyes, there seemed to be hope, thinking that Gorgri was still breathing and alive, at least for now.

Afterwards, the opponent's eyes opened, but they turned blindly, as if he was already blind-the power from the subspace destroyed his vision.

"Soshyan..."

He called out his friend's name angrily.

"It's me, Gorgri."

Gorgri clasped his arms around him tightly.

"I never thought of having a friend like you."

He smiled suddenly, with pain.

"You are my friend too, Gorge."

"I'm going to die."

"You will live!"

Soshyang replied excitedly, but the other party shook his head.

His hoarse voice suddenly became extremely firm.

"Listen to me, I failed, I failed to save the honor of the battle group."

His throat made a painful sound as he swallowed.

"But you... can..."

Gorgery panted and gripped Soshyan's palm tightly with his right hand, and his strength began to leave his body.

"Those soldiers...I'm recruits who follow, don't let...they become traitors."

"I promise you, I will! I will not turn the soul drinker into a traitor."

"Thank you... I'm very happy, I'm very happy to fight with you, I'm very happy to meet you... In this universe full of fear and betrayal, friendship will continue forever."

"It's quiet now, you must save energy!"

Gorge's lips grinned into a smiling arc again.

"Sorry, I have no strength, I have not completed my mission, I can only be put under the throne with shame."

His back curled up with pain, and his breathing became heavier.

"...Glory to be the lord of mankind beloved by all living beings, may his dream be saved...even if I wait... without this power..."

A long breath left him, and then there was no movement on his face, and Gorgri's body gradually stopped in Soshyang's arms.

"Gorgerie!!!"

Soshyang's shout was almost crying.

"Gorgerie! Brother!"

He bowed his head and wept for his friend, and then gently crossed Gorge's hands on his chest, just as he did for any warrior who sacrificed for the empire.

Then, he picked up the Sacred Yan sword on the side, only monstrous killing intent and rage remained in his eyes.

"...Salperton!"

"Brothers! Revenge for the battle group leader!!!"

Pharmacist Pallas stood up from Gorge's side, drew the explosive pistol, and shouted.

"Destroy these rebellions!"

As soon as these words came out, the recruits picked up their guns one after another, and most of Gorge's Honor Guards did the same, but a few of them showed hesitation.

Iketinos also yelled at this moment:

"Soul drinkers! Someone colluded with outsiders to overthrow our ancient honor! The outcome of the duel is clear, and Sarperdon is the captain of our battle group! The captain of the defense battle!"

"No! Look at what happened to him, he has fallen! He has become a monster! This fallen man, this **** wizard killed the captain with evil witchcraft, and we must destroy it!"

The pharmacists immediately confronted each other, which made some of the shaken veterans immediately take a firm stand.

There is no doubt that the mutation that occurred in Salperdon can only be explained by chaotic pollution.

This, even Iketinos can't deny it.

At this time, Soshyang, who was caught in boundless fury, had caught up with the curator of the mutant think tank.

The two struggled in close quarters, unleashing a devastating force.

Soshyan has fought many enemies, aliens, demons, traitors, and he was full of justice in these battles.

But these are completely different from the death battle in the hall now.

He was full of killing intent at the moment, with only the concept of revenge in his mind, just wanting to kill the opponent.

When he caught up with Salperdon, he immediately felt like beating a dog in the water.

The think tank curator tried to resist, the original energy was burning around him, every blow of the sharp limbs contained magic from another world, and his eyes were shining with the light of the devil.

But before he fell, he was not an excellent warrior, and after the fall, he was not even an opponent of the already crazy Soshyan.

However, the subspace energy of his honor guard is moving away from him.

"You are—what a monster!"

After only a few rounds of fighting, he knew that he could not defeat this indescribable enemy at all, his head almost exploded, so that he could only keep backing away.

A fierce soul-drinker veteran rushed over, trying to help their "new battle captain", but Soshyang quickly pierced him through with eyesight and hands.

Now as long as he blocks anything in front of him, he will swing his sword without hesitation.

"Dead! Dead! Dead!!!"

Each of his stabbings was accompanied by red lightning that crossed the ground, then rounded the sword and swept it from the top of his head, dragging the dazzling cold light behind the blade, and smashing straight at Salperdon's head.

With this blow, even the filth in the subspace was curled back.

The Sacred Yan sword pierced the unclean light around the think tank curator, and it even retreated and wriggled under the sword's edge.

Salperdon could only awkwardly brandish the chainsaw sword to resist.

Soshyang maintained his momentum with continuous and heavy footsteps, and the tip of his sword buzzed with obvious anger.

As soon as their weapons touched each other, they shot out colorful sparks.

Then Soshyang Jianfeng turned and went straight to the opponent's first level.

"stop!"

At this time, another power sword stabbed from the side and rescued the precarious Salperdon.

Seeing that the revenge that was about to be achieved was interrupted, Soshyang's rage soared to the extreme. He slammed his fist on the man's face, then held the Sacred Yan sword with his backhand, and slammed into the man's body. , The long sword penetrates at the same time.

For a moment, the hall fell into dead silence.

Caen, the commander of the third company of the Soul Drinker, looked at the hilt of his chest, slowly raised his head, blood overflowing from his mouth and nose ~www.ltnovel.com~ Give it to me, go to death! ! ! "

With a roar, Soshyan slammed the sword down, and Caen's body was almost split in two in an instant.

With the sword in his hand slammed to the ground, the soul drinker's veteran fell in a pool of blood.

"He killed the third company commander! Killed him! Revenge!!!"

Iketinos roared and fired at Soshyan first.

"Kill the rebellion!!"

Pallas also fired at him immediately.

For a while, the scene fell into extreme chaos, and the veterans and recruits of the Soul Drinker began to shoot at each other.

Some of the veterans who had followed Gorge before hesitated for a while, before they swung their swords at the comrades around them, while the veterans who were loyal to Gorge joined their former comrades in flames.

Fighting in the same room, the tragedy of brothers breaking the wall broke out in this small main control hall.