The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 "What's wrong? The false emperor's running dog, are you afraid to shed a little blood?"

Morinite gave Soshyang a cruel and sharp smile. They stood in the center of the battlefield. The roar of the previous battle and the roar of weapons had gone. Now there were only dead bodies around them, and spectators. The heartbeat of the soldiers.

The Blood Bronze Claw War Gang is over, Morinite has no illusions, but if he can behead this pseudo-emperor running dog who should be a company commander or even a higher level, then he will offer the last one to the blood **** Got food.

　　 After a brief confrontation just now, he has confirmed that it was a group of recruits who ambushed them. In exchange for a group of veterans, they are likely to take away everyone from the Blood Copper Claw War gang with zero casualties.

　　 But their number is too small, even a bunch of recruits are enough.

　　 The unnatural air in the Star Harbor intensified the silent noise, as if even the surrounding wind was fighting and dying with it.

　　 Soshyang didn't answer, and stared at the other side motionlessly like a statue.

　　Morignite even doubted whether the opponent was dead, but he quickly put aside this idea, felt the slight vibration from the opponent's armor, and tasted the pungent breath of the reaction backpack.

　　 He heard the unexpectedly calm heartbeat of this big man, and a small sound coming from the visor of the Mark helmet.

　　 No, not dead, just a bad attitude.

　　 Morinite tore off a skull from his waist and threw it directly to Soshyan.

　　 The opponent's hand was as fast as lightning, catching the skull in time before the face was hit, and then the only response was to crush the pale bone in his hand, and then open his fist to let the broken bones fall from his fingers.

"Hey."

　　 Morinite let out a barking laugh.

　　 "That's plausible, I thought you were ignoring me on purpose."

　　 Then, Soshyang's voice came from the helmet amplifier, with a deep tone.

　　 "Traitor."

　　 Molinite tilted his head, the other party's voice was soft in terms of the so many Astartes he met. When those guys met them, they were either cursed or angry. It is quite rare to speak so calmly.

　　 Soshyang stared at the son of Angron, his gaze swept across the relief on the red ceramic, and the scene he had witnessed on the New Falos flashed by.

　　 The numbers on the temperature detector began to plummet, but Soshyang didn't feel a trace of chill, only cold anger rolled in his heart.

　　 "Don't you change some words?"

　　 Morinite whistled:

　　 "Look at what the empire has shaped you into? A bunch of idiots, or the kind that can't even speak well."

　　 Soshyang pointed his sword at the World Devourer.

　　 "At least we will not swing our swords at our blood brothers. What happened on the Istavan III will be your eternal shame."

　　 In order to understand the history of the Legion, Soshyan often stayed in the archives for one day, especially the history and secrets of the era of the Great Expedition, which he has covered.

　　 Molinite clenched his fists, and the other party's words pierced his brain like poisonous thorns. He could feel the surrounding light dim, and the voice in his brain gradually amplified, and the crying sound was like a noisy locust swarm.

　　 He has to kill this nonchalant guy, and he wants it now.

　　 "That's right."

　　 The World Swallower sighed, not like a low smile or a roar, and then a harsh sound containing anger came from the helmet.

　　 He pressed a rune on the handle of the axe, the weapon motor injected with life spit out black smoke, and the two rows of single-molecule sawtooths interlaced began to bite the air. All the structures were designed to dismember the flesh and blood more effectively.

　　 "Celebrate your last moments, and then let the Blood God Hound bite your soul in the next eternal time."

　　 "All traitors will die in disgrace."

　　The people started to circle, and Morinite took a big step, swinging his tomahawk freely in front of him, watching everything about Soshyan with his eyes.

　　 This guy has a steady footwork. The angle of his body, his breathing and reactions are all at the level of an elite veteran.

　　 Before the swords crossed, Morinite knew that his opponent was quite good, and he was calm and foresighted. He didn't rush to attack because of his random temptation, which made him wonder if this guy was a recruit.

　　 This thought only lasted no more than one heartbeat.

　　 The World Swallower roared from deep in his chest, and raised his axe over his shoulder to slash towards Soshyang.

　　 "Blood sacrifice to the blood god!!!"

　　 Soshyang took a step back, swept away the axe with the blade, and flashed the screaming jagged side steps at the same time.

　　 But Morinette is worthy of being a veteran of a hundred battles. His experienced backhand hit the chain saw axe on Soshyang's blade, and the opponent immediately felt the shock of climbing on his shoulders, and the sword in his hand was almost blown away.

　　 Soshyang moved away from the opponent again, but the World Devourer didn't intend to give him any space. He kept on approaching and suppressed Soshyang with a slashing slash.

　　The commander of the star knights dodged from left to right, and only held their swords as a last resort. After each collision, more metal fragments and jagged teeth were scattered around them.

　　Molinite's strategy is very simple, first defeat Soshyan's weapons, and then defeat Soshyan himself.

　　 If the axe and the sword are to go head-to-head, the latter must suffer.

　　 "Huh!"

The slash aimed at Soshyang’s throat shook him a step back. He quickly wanted to use his sword to push him back, but the World Devourer did not retreat. Instead, he rushed forward and threw a punch, forcing Soshyang to twist. Move your body to avoid.

　　 But his sword was stabbed out, the sword tip pierced the world-swallower's crown, cutting off the blood **** symbol carved in dark bronze in a string of sparks.

　　 Soshyang drew his sword back and drew it to the armor of his opponent's neck~www.NovelMTL.com~The World Devourer's battle ax immediately slapped it away, and then roared his axe towards Soshyan's abdominal cavity.

At this time, Soshyang’s body temperature has dropped to 20°C. Instead of stiffening, his movements have become faster and faster. The gray veins in the visor cover his face. If he takes off the helmet at this time, it must be very Appalling.

　　 Soshyang took a breath, and the blade tilted so that the serrations and the blade's edge were intertwined.

　　 Then, the two duelists were bathed in sparks, their weapons biting together tightly.

　　 Suddenly, Morini special used a head hammer, which knocked Soshyang off his balance and almost couldn't escape the blows aimed at his head from top to bottom.

　　 He turned his hand back and slashed at the opponent's neck, but was blocked by the world-swallower's armplates, Molinitge opened his sword and pushed Soshyang away.

　　 The World Swallower urged the chainsaw axe. The original calm disguise was in vain. He was lost in the song of the Butcher's Nail, and the brain implant pushed him deeper and deeper into the fury of the Berserker with pain.

　　 "Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill '

　　 Soshyang could also see that the convulsions and tremors had extended to the whole body of the world swallower, the handle of the chain saw creaked, and the strength of the weapon held by the world swallower even left dents on the plastic steel.

　　 anger veiled his mind, and everything else was overwhelmed by the bloodthirsty wave.

　　 Soshyang also rushed out, the blade was too fast to catch up with his eyes.

　　 His long sword chops and stabs, and the world swallowers also dance their battle axes.

　　 The two sides, together with their fierce momentum and fierce movements, once again fought together, staring at all the recruits around.

　　 In the end, everything ended when the long sword slashed into the armor of the World Devourer, shining like a diamond.

　　 When breaking down the position and chewing on ceramics and plastic steel, sparks burst out, instantly illuminating the duel.