The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 The big ship is groaning.

　　 It is like a dead creature floating in the void: Although it has a steel shell, the hollowed-out interior is creaking.

　　 There were no signs of moving creatures on the passages and elevators, and no one knelt down on the silent church. There was no light source in the cabin, and the remaining light was almost exhausted.

　　 However, somewhere in the vast depths, there were flashing spots of armor, and the pale light in motion was like the beam of a search lamp, and the frost-like steel wall was shining with light.

A group of armored soldiers moved in a single column along the walkway. Although they walked slowly, their heavy footsteps turned into metallic ripples echoing in the endless maze of corridors and pipelines. .

　　 beside them, a weak singing voice followed.

　　 But no one can hear it, or people will ignore it.

　　 There are often echoes or illusions of previous victims in the Hulk.

　　 Soshyang walked at the forefront of the team. He was holding the explosive gun in one hand and the Sacred Yan sword in the other. At the same time, he also noticed the sounds like tentacles stretching out into the cold.

　　 Next to him is Thor, holding his pistol in one hand and ornithology in the other, and the screen is shining with dim green light.

　　 The static noise of the communication channel flows between people. Because the life support system here is not working, everyone wears helmets. The three people with silver-gray paint are particularly dazzling among the dark purple.

　　 When passing by some cabins, there are still some dry and floating bodies. So far they have not encountered any living people, nor have they found any signs that can prove the identity of the ship.

　　 Even Savita didn’t see the specific model of this ship, but he said it was somewhat similar to the Odysseus class.

　　 armed transport ship.

　　 But after a long period of silent floating in the subspace, its interior has not rotted, although it looks very old.

　　 "Keep the formation closed."

　　 Soshyang's commands sounded very soft in the channel, but the echoes that reached the void were continuous.

　　 When the team moved down another iron staircase and passed through a hatch or vent on another floor, Soshyan suddenly felt like they had entered the depths of a huge steel tomb.

　　 "This ship is clearly not operated by anyone,"

　　 He said this to Saul, his tone still quiet.

"But the internal ventilation and gravitational force field still exist. It seems that it is working. I feel that there may be subspace forces at work. We have to continue to move towards the lowest level to the fusion reactor below. If there are any signs of life, I think that is where we should go."

　　 "We don't know anything about this place. It's too dangerous to go to the deepest point rashly, Soshyan, I can understand your desire for revenge, but you are responsible to them."

　　 Thor looked back at the soul drinkers behind him.

　　 "I suggest to go to the bridge first and control there, so we can find out those people."

　　 "But what if they escape with other tools?"

　　 "Don't worry, they can't escape. We have a hunting master here."

　　 Speaking, Sol connected to Saivita's communication.

　　 The crow prince stopped and listened for a moment, then turned silently and walked to the edge of the team, quietly hiding into the darkness.

　　 At the moment Saivita turned around, Soshyan vaguely saw something under his cloak—some kind of shiny sharp object.

　　 The soul drinkers in the team didn't even notice that one was missing.

　　 Soshyan could only accept Sol's plan and turned to lead the team to the bridge.

　　The team went down two more floors, all the way to the rusty and rolling channel, which leads directly to the bridge.

　　 The screens on the top of the terminals on both sides made white noises, projecting ghostly lights on the rusty wall, and electric wires hung above them like exposed nerves.

　　 Soshyang’s boots stepped on the fallen servo skull, and it responded with a grin with hollow eyes, as if it was laughing at him.

　　 "There is movement!"

　　 A shout came from around, and the owner of the voice was Saul.

　　 Soshyang instinctively enters the combat squatting position, and the explosive gun in his hand is aimed at the entire corridor.

Under the narrow beam of the armored lights, he saw an erratic and confusing figure moving towards them-a stubby torso with many pink arms, and no so-called head on it, but it could be seen. A sly smiled face appeared in front of his chest.

　　 They are noisy, jumping and jumping, like a group of urchins.

　　 "It's the fear of monsters! Charge up! Don't let them move away!"

　　 A second later, the muzzle of Thor's explosive pistol exploded with a dazzling red flash like lightning, and it was adjusted to a fully automatic firing mode, making the noise very loud.

　　 On the radio channel, Soshyang immediately gave the order and said calmly:

　　 "Shoot all! Heavy weapons, press them in place."

"Roger that!"

　　 But when bombs baptized the entire corridor, the noise of the monsters quickly turned into screams.

　　 Even if measured by the standards of the devil, the pink fear demon, which belongs to the demon lord, is probably the strangest. Their behavior is completely unpredictable and uncontrollable, just like the lord of impermanent destiny.

　　In the process of their fight, they will laugh out loud with jokes that are not understandable by ordinary people.

　　 When attacking, they can fire a fireball that changes colors constantly at their fingertips, and any well-equipped enemy will also turn into a pool of flesh under this fireball.

　　 But on the other hand, mud

　　 Jumon is also completely incompetent in melee combat.

　　 So Sol's choice is very correct.

　　 The blasting gun hit the Ode of War, and the twisted figures became staggered, then cursed and roared loudly. More voices sounded hoarse, rough and mocking, and some threw fireballs as a counterattack.

　　Various small explosions swallowed the entire corridor, sparks ejected from the surrounding and the walls,

　　Water and waste material splashed around under repeated impacts and impacts.

　　 "For the emperor!"

　　 Soshyang wielded the Sacred Yan sword and took the lead.

Then his roar was swallowed by another burst of blaster fire. Something pounced straight from both ends of the team. They had a manta-like appearance, decorated with fangs, sharp horns and spikes, and swooped in mid-air. Then go straight to the team of Star Warriors.

　　Amidst this chaos and awfulness, they are like fishes in the water.

　　 When they bit the warrior's arm ~www.ltnovel.com~ Unless they are chopped up, they will never let go.

　　 Soshyang tried to make a clear vision in the chaos, but somewhere in the darkness came a low and messy voice, which continued to form a weird song.

　　 Then the voice fell apart again, and then it came out and started to laugh.

　　 Soshyang took a deep breath, his heart beating hard in his chest.

　　 Now he probably knows that it is these demons who drive this ship-it hasn't been long before a handful of demons has been wiped out, and now he has to face a large group of demons. How many demons are there in the galaxy?

　　 Although Thor warned him not to use gray marrow too frequently, the situation forced him to use this forbidden power again.

boom--!

　　 A fireball passed in the air and hit Soshyang's shoulder.

　　 But the flame enough to melt the metal is as if submerged in the ice, only a wisp of smoke is stirred up, and there is no trace.

　　 The fear demon began to cry, and Soshyang began to run, fiercely and forcefully roaring.

　　 When he rushed up, the passage seemed to be thoroughly flushed by flames.

　　 He heard howls of anger and pain, explosions, and crude mocking from an existence.

　　 Then, those fearful monsters either died or escaped without a trace.

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