The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Freedom! Soshyan, I can grant you freedom! You know very well that those people are trying to manipulate your destiny, and they have arranged for you a path you don't want to take. Think about it. As of today, you have Have you made your own real choices? Do you have any intentions to understand them? Sol, Savita, and that... why are they showing up by your side?"

　　 "You never want to provoke me."

　　 "Instigate? Haha, you know very well in your heart that I'm telling the truth. Do you know what the root of your strength is?"

　　 The wild laughter echoed in Soshyang's mind.

　　 "Space necromancers? Those leftovers? No, no, you are wrong, that is actually—"

　　 At the moment it was about to say the follow-up, a sword burning with blue flame swept towards Abrassis.

　　 The demon prince also reacted very quickly, twisting his body at an astonishing speed, and at the same time he waved his hand to give out a burst of energy.

　　 But the swordsman was too close to it, so close that even this kind of reaction seemed slow.

　　 The long sword cut across the huge body of the demon, and outlined a crack about two meters long, and the colorful flames immediately overflowed from the crack.

　　 The demon prince screamed, and immediately looked back and found that it was Sol who had attacked him.

　　 At this moment, Thor is surrounded by a pale golden halo, and black flames mixed with golden light spew out from the gaps in the power armor, and the silver-gray power armor seems to have turned black.

　　 Even his eyes were burning and his eyepieces were red.

　　 The demon prince immediately realized that he had been deceived, and the opponent was not under control at all.

"you--!"

　　 Thor stared at Abrassis, and swung his sword fiercely again.

　　 The demon prince conjured a scepter, swung it hard to block the first blow, and then flapped its wings to fly to the other side of Thor's charge.

But Thor's speed is faster than that. The palms wrapped in his hand armor are directly placed on the opponent's neck, and after tightly grasping, he presses down, pressing the demon prince's body and chest toward the point of the sword that has been waiting for a long time. .

　　 For an instant, its body was pierced, and it began to struggle, throwing away Thor's sword holding hands, its wings spread out again like bats, this time its color changed to red.

　　 Then, its wings began to flap violently in an attempt to escape, but it was difficult to work under Thor's firm grasp.

　　 "Can you foresee the next thing?"

　　 Thor hit the hilt of the long sword half buried in the opponent's chest with his fist, piercing the blade completely into the body of the demon prince.

　　 His anger raged wildly, along his arm, through his fist, and bulging out along the blade buried in the demon prince, like a violent eruption of magma.

"Do not----!"

The piercing scream of the demon prince pierced everyone's minds, and then its body swelled into a sphere full of energy, and exploded after a loud noise. The flames soaring from the inside out swept the deck, and even the metal was melted. .

　　 Silence fell, Thor's armor was covered with burnt blood once, and the scream before the demon disappeared made everyone's brains in chaos.

　　 After a while, Soshyan came over.

　　 "Sol——"

　　 "Don't be fooled by the words of the devil."

　　 Thor looked at him and spoke in a voice that only two people could hear.

　　 Soshyang was stunned for two seconds, then nodded silently.

　　 "Did you destroy it?"

　　 "No, it escaped."

"Now what?"

　　 Thor was silent for a moment, and then initiated a communication with Saivita.

　　 "Sai, how's it going over there?"

　　 With the disturbance of a burst of white noise, the crow prince heard a slightly impatient voice.

　　 "They are moving on the bottom deck. I guess they found the thing. I'm following it."

　　 "I just met the demon prince, and I just defeated it. I had a hunch that it would go back to the soul drinkers."

　　 "Your plan is."

　　 "Send me your current location coordinates, we have to make a quick decision."

　　 "Then you better hurry up."

　　 There is a thin layer of dust on the ceiling, and so on the ground.

　　 There is a rusty old track in the center of the lower deck, which is used by locomotives. On both sides are platforms above the ground, extending along the wall to the distance.

　　 This should usually be a shady place, but the arrival of the interstellar warrior turned it into a fire tree silver blossom.

　　The flames of the explosive bullet gun lit up in the 500-meter-long interactive tunnel. The explosive bullets and fireballs you came and went in were in opposite directions, chasing their respective targets.

　　 For a while, a blue flare of magic flames crossed some gaps, and for a while, a red missile trail illuminates the darkness.

　　 Accompanied by the flowers formed by the fragments of the missile explosion, a group of soul drinkers appeared.

　　 Salperdon, who had awakened, walked ahead, urging his people to go deeper.

　　The heavy weapon hand provided important support to the pioneers in the lead. The barrage volleys of the missile generators passed over the heads of the soldiers in front, not only causing serious damage to the tunnel, but also blowing up some fear demon.

　　 So far, the soul drinker has been unscathed in the opponent's counterattack, and while advancing, he greeted the enemy with a blaster.

　　 They encountered a wave of demon ambush on the bridge and lost many people, but when Salperdon woke up in time, he immediately led the team to retreat to the lower deck.

　　Because he knows that he can find what he is looking for here.

　　 In front of the surging spiritual power of the think tank curator, the demons can only retreat.

At this time, there was an external access to Salperdon’s communication channel. It was not Luke’s hoarse voice, but a majestic low voice, which made him stop involuntarily, as did the soul drinkers around him. .

　　 A few seconds later, those small demons disappeared.

　　 "Salperton, you are already under my protection~www.ltnovel.com~Why do you have to face each other?"

　　 A low voice sounded.

　　 "Stop hostilities immediately, and if you don't obey, you will die."

　　 As if regaining consciousness from the trance, Salperdon took the wrong step forward and was almost about to fall.

　　Only in front of that Soshyan, he had such feelings and experiences.

　　 He soon realized that the real owner of this abandoned city had arrived.

Feeling the anxiety of the soldiers next to him, the think tank director knew that they had come to the same conclusion. The assault that was originally striding forward turned into a slow retreat. They were frightened by the powerful voice, and the threatening tone made their minds sway. .

　　 Salperdon gritted his teeth and shook his head, trying to get rid of the pressure of the declaration.

　　 The think tank curator opened his mind to the subspace, sensing the wave of energy, which is part of the material universe but separated from everything.

　　 When he became a think tank, he had considerable power.

　　 Now, with the encouragement of the darker existence, Sarperdon embraces the subspace side of power, and has a deeper understanding of the nature and mysterious operation of the universe.

　　 Compared with the superficial understanding before, it can be described as a world of difference.

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