The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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"Soshyan Chapter Commander..."

Eli Dazarton paused for a moment, as if considering his language.

"....I have also heard some stories about you, and the alliance you established, but as you said, our identity cannot be escaped, even if your alliance is willing to accept us, the empire will not Allowed, and the Tribunal will not allow it."

Soshyan smiled and his eyes moved slightly.

"Ah, of course, that's not an option, but I have another suggestion—"

After hearing Soshyan's words, Eli Dazarton opened his mouth slightly in shock, and his eyes widened, even the warrior behind him.

Ka Yang just chuckled, turned around and opened a portal.

Before going in, he just dropped a word.

"Really bold."

"you--"

Eli Dazarton took two steps back.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"Of course I know that I have been defending the Empire from start to finish, and I just finished a little thing at hand not long ago, unfortunately it is not perfect."

"It didn't take long for the Huron thing to happen."

The name came out of Eli Dazarton's mouth like a serpent's hiss, as if he wanted to spit out a foul word.

"...now he's the most sinister traitor."

"I taught Huron twice, and many more to come, until I cut off his head, but what I'm saying is that Huron didn't take his stand from the very beginning when he took over the Chapter, so much so that His old beliefs were distorted by reality, which eventually led to the corruption of his mind and body.... The Malakin Chapter Master of the Weepers is my friend, and I know better than you the ins and outs of the Maelstrom. For various reasons, I am not Huron, the Astral Knight is not Starclaw, we will never fight against any institution of the Empire, we will never betray the Empire... For you, this situation is only temporary Yes, the curse of the Crimson Sabres has been broken, all you need is to wait for an opportunity in the future to restore your status and reputation."

I don't know if Soshyan's words really touched Eli Dazarton, who was at the end of his life. He stood there, his expression tangled and hesitant, and the soldiers behind him also looked at me, I looked at you, there was nothing idea.

After about ten seconds of silence, Eli Dazarton, the fourth company commander of the Crimson Sabres, made a decision.

"If you want to lead us, you must get the approval of the Sword Council."

"Oh?"

Sosh raised an eyebrow.

"You still retain the Chapter's decision-making body in this situation?"

"This is the tradition of the Crimson Sabres. Even if there are only ten people left, they will form the Council of Swords."

Soshyan nodded.

"So how do I get your approval?"

Eli Dazarton looked at him sharply.

"It's very simple—"

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"too slow!"

Soshyan flashed a punch big enough to knock a hole in his forehead, smashing his fist into his opponent's nose.

He savored the temperature of the blood spattered on his face, and then continued to attack, throwing his opponent's head back with an uppercut, then moving forward quickly, knocking the opponent down heavily with a grabbing gesture.

The saber on the opposite side collapsed unconsciously, blood on his nose and face.

"Next person."

Soshyan stood firmly in the center of the dueling cage, the metal platform that filled the entire lower hall, the charcoal-fired brazier surrounding its raised edge, projecting flickering shadows on its surface. The rays of light, the shadows of weapons and equipment draw staggered lines on the perfect circumference of the stone.

There are four stone carvings protruding from the wall on all four sides. The first one has no armor and holds a sword, but only wears a simple robe. The second is fully armed with a sharp blade in his hand, the third holds a huge shield, and the fourth The scars all over his body roared.

The four statues represent the Crimson Sabre warriors' understanding of the four key elements of battle, namely: agility, offense, defense, and will.

Soshyan is about to defeat 10 representatives of the Council of Swords in this training hall to prove his ability to lead the broken Crimson Sabre.

"who is the next?"

He turned and cast his eyes on the other Crimson Sabres gathered here, with his Terminator Guard lined up to one side.

"I come!"

A man roared and jumped into the gladiatorial cage, and Soshyan then turned to the left to avoid a stabbed sword light.

Then he blocked the blade with his gauntlet, and with the other hand went straight over the attacking weapon, pressing his fingers into the attacker's throat.

The fighter let go of his weapon, suffocating.

"Next time, use some fake moves to cover up your intentions."

Soshyan said with a smile, grabbed the opponent's neck firmly, and suddenly swept his leg on the opponent's heel, letting him fall with a bang.

The warrior got up and jumped out of the gladiator cage in shame.

"It's too slow to go up one by one, you might as well come a few more."

"Okay! Then let's take a look at your strength, Captain Soshyan!"

The two brothers of the Council of Swords then roared and jumped into the gladiatorial cage, one with a battle axe and the other with a war hammer.

Soshyan finally drew his sword and directly confronted the two opponents.

The two tacit understanding is still very high, the hammer bearer constantly oppresses Soshyan's position, and the axe bearer constantly strikes fast when Soshyan dodges.

Soon, there were two more deep split marks on the left sword and right arm of Soshyan's armor.

In fact, the other party is not without flaws, but Soshyan hopes to leave a deeper impression on the Sabres, so he plans to come to "a force to defeat ten meetings."

I saw him grabbing the falling warhammer suddenly. When the other party was surprised, he grabbed the warhammer and hit the original owner of the weapon, shattering his breastplate and knocking the saber down. platform.

"Sorry, but everyone will get brand new power armor later."

With a triumphant smile, Soshyan continued his fight by ramming into the axe-wielding warrior.

He first used the sword to open the opponent's axe~www.readwn.com~ and then wrapped his arms around the opponent's shoulders, directly twisting the man to the ground. When the opponent was struggling to get up, Sosh smashed his head like a hammer. to the opponent's face.

The warrior was still very stubborn, trying in vain to break free, and the armored servos splattered under Soshyan's pressure.

Zhi Suoshyan lifted his whole body and threw it to the stage. He really gave up, spat blood and threw away the weapon.

Soshyan stood up, blood dripping from his face, but he just stretched his muscles freehand.

Between the tension, he could feel every muscle in his body, it felt so... fresh.

After becoming the Chapter Master, it was a long time ago that he had a hearty duel with his blood brothers. Everyone... respected him too much, so he would always be restrained when he started, and this situation was when he became Acting Legion Commander will only get worse. Only people like Talos Sol can regularly practice with him.

But they...are not Soshyan's blood brothers after all.