The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Come and face me! You subspace-fuck freak dog traitor!"

In spite of the surrounding war, Soshyang has no longer cared about it, and only Sarpedon who is retreating in embarrassment is in his eyes.

Rushing fiercely under the rain of bullets, he instigated a series of horizontal attacks. The flying sword was as swift as a thunder eagle, almost tearing the air, and Salperdon also waved the chainsaw sword to block.

The collision of metal and metal is like a bell that announces the end of the world.

Soshyang's fierce offensive even made it difficult for the think tank curator to resist. Knowing that the defense alone will undoubtedly die, he can only bite the bullet and rush to the side of Soshyang's breastplate to culminate in the past.

In the process, he simply threw out the chain saw sword, tricked Soshyang into a block, and then swung two sharp mutant appendages forward, hoping to tear off Soshyang's head.

Soshyang tried to dodge, but didn't completely dodge, and his claws cut across his shoulder armor.

The ceramic burst, smoke rose, and cermet's silver shavings splashed all over Soshyang's face.

Salperdon seized the opportunity to press, and the sharp barbs on the appendages bit into Soshyan's arm like jagged teeth.

Soshyang gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain.

"Traitor, you can't defeat me! Go and die now."

Salperdon raised another appendage to end this terrible enemy, but he didn't notice the killing intent in Soshyan's eyes.

This is just a scam.

Just as he moved, Soshyang broke away from his sharp claws abruptly, raising his hand to tear off an appendage.

Then with the fragmentation of the armor and flesh and blood, Soshyang pierced the tip of the long sword into the body of the think tank curator with one hand.

A fierce shock wave broke out.

Soshyang took advantage of the victory and pursued, his arms continued to exert force, and the long sword slowly ran into the lining of the armor, piercing the body armor.

Finally, the Sacred Yan sword pierced the fallen flesh and blood.

The think tank curator lowered his head and looked in disbelief at the **** sword tip protruding from his side. On his purple ceramic armor, a thin layer of blood dripped down.

"This sword was stabbed for Gorgeli!!"

The eager blade inserted

In the viscera of Salperdon, the think tank curator immediately uttered an unhappy scream, and the defectors were also panicked for a while.

Then Soshyan drew out his tactical dagger and thrust it into his chest.

"This knife is a punishment from the emperor!"

"Do not----!"

The degenerate think tank curator looked up to the sky and screamed, and a fiery soul fire spewed out from his mouth, turning into a subspace storm.

Countless bursts of lightning flashed across the surface of Soshyan's armor, and the opponent's wounds burned with a purple glow. Under the action of the powerful psychic energy, even the edges of reality gradually became blurred.

Salperdon staggered back, trying to draw his sword.

Soshyang refused to give up, and kept pressing on the weapon in the wound.

At this time, two chain saw swords were swung towards Soshyang's head, and he could only step back and drew out the long sword to block.

Salperton suddenly fell to his knees, his head hanging weakly.

The pale flesh slumped loosely on his head, a halo of miserable energy surrounded him, whispering from time to time in the void.

"Take him away!"

The soul drinker's veteran sergeant Gravis waved his power axe to intercept Soshyan, while shouting loudly, two veterans immediately went up to drag away the motionless Salperdon.

"Let him go! Damn it!"

Soshyang wanted to rush up, but was stopped by several weapons. He could only fight with these veterans.

On the other side of the battlefield, the situation began to tilt sharply towards the loyal side.

"What kind of guy is that!"

"Stop him-ah!!!"

"Quick! Retreat! Retreat!"

Saivita single-handedly headed straight to the priest of the soul drinker, like an unstoppable storm. When his cloak made of alien leather was raised, everyone's hearts couldn't help but cast a huge shadow.

More than twenty soul drinker veterans have been cut down by him in a very short period of time.

The first person was completely opened. The roaring halberd pierced him to the end. The rotating sawtooth tore the corpse to pieces, splashing skin, bones and internal organs everywhere.

But the prince of crows didn't care about the scene of flying flesh and blood at all.

When he chopped off a guy's arm, that guy had just pulled out the sword on his waist.

Realizing that the opponent's target is himself, Iktinos immediately summoned people to surround Saivita.

Savita simply waved his arms, and a veteran who had served for more than two hundred years immediately flew out like a broken spear handle and crashed into a place out of sight.

The next second, he nailed another person to the ground.

The elite veterans who used to show off on the battlefield wailed like beasts to be slaughtered.

Next, he took the life of another person with a wild slash, and then cut his heart to make the ground full of intestines.

But Ichtinos had already taken this opportunity to escape.

Saivita was not in a hurry. A Soul Drinker assault veteran rushed towards him with a jetpack, brandishing a chain saw sword.

He raised his leg as a savage kick, kicking accurately on the opponent's chest, with great force directly penetrating the sternum and breaking the spine.

At the same time, Thor has used superb technique to deal with the betrayers in the loyal side, fifteen heads have been cut down-they also fought side by side with the astral knights not long ago.

"Retreat! All retreat!!"

Iketinos decisively issued the order, and the remaining two hundred soul drinker veterans immediately left the battlefield and began to retreat out of the hall.

The loyal side naturally chased him, especially Soshyan, rushing to the forefront of the team.

At the same time, the warships in the orbit also received information about the tragedy that occurred in the Star Fort. The two strike cruisers that had been in the orbit began to move, but one of the engines had just started, and the Void Shield had not had time to rise. He was immediately hit by a few dazzling light spears and turned into dust.

"Target hit! Destroyed!"

On the bridge of Unbound Soul, the officer in charge of scanning the array reported loudly.

"Very well, for the second Gunhound

Send the newsletter, we have targeted them, either perish or surrender! "

Lothar gave orders coldly from the command position.

In fact, long before Soshyang descended to Starcastle, Saul asked him to use the fire control system to target the other two strike cruisers, and as long as there was a slight change, he would attack immediately.

This is also the reason why the two strike cruisers were immediately attacked as soon as they acted. On the other hand, they did not know the fire range of the Pluto-class heavy cruisers, and believed that their current location was safe.

Soon ~www.ltnovel.com~ the officer in charge of communications shouted:

"The other party agrees to surrender!"

"Scan and monitor, the other party has turned off the engine!"

"Received, continue to monitor."

At this time, the operating officer responsible for monitoring the subspace fluctuation array suddenly stood up from his position.

"Report! Abnormal fluctuations in subspace!"

"specific situation!"

"A warship is leaving the subspace. According to the scan, it should be a...a hulk."

"Hulk?"

Lothar frowned, feeling that things were not simple.

"Continue monitoring."

"Roger that!"