The Emperor’s Angel of Death

With another heavy collision, the short knife and the witch sword bounced off each other.

Veronica took a step forward, smashed the base of the hilt, and missed the target by just an inch. Then she had to defend, avoiding the edge of the short knife, and then took another step back to open up the space and make full use of the spirit. The mobile power that can be granted.

"You're not thirsty."

Suddenly, the words came out of Veronica's lips almost uncontrollably.

Hunger and thirst is the name of the various mutations and self-destruction displayed by the Ark Spirits to the Comorian kin. Their genetically modified bodies were destroyed and distorted, and they had to use the pain of other creatures to make up for their own shortcomings. Self-deprecating hell.

The Great Prophet once told Veronica that if one enters such an evil way, even death is difficult to get rid of.

During the battle, Veronica discovered through her psychic energy that Evelyn's body was purer than all the Dark Eldars present, and her soul was also pure, no other Dark Eldar who had taken too much. A mottled and dirty mark of a painful soul.

Simply put, she didn't go down the path of consuming the pain of other creatures.

Only one thing is that her soul seems to be shrouded in a shadow that separates her thoughts from Veronica's eyes.

It was an extremely unfamiliar force that made Veronica palpitate.

Hearing Veronica's words, Evelyn laughed, with a cruel voice.

"You mean I'm still like the natives of the Comoros? Of course, not yet, but sooner or later."

Veronica continued to retreat, making her enemies press closer step by step, and observed the fighting situation of the surrounding recruits from the corner of her eyes, and directed the Heart of Avalon to rescue them.

"I will never understand your fall."

There was a contemptuous snort under Evelyn's lips, and the shadows of swords and swords blurred like a veil around her armored body.

Then the swords collided again, making a clanging sound.

"What can you understand? As a flower in a greenhouse, you have never had a real understanding of the suffering of reality. You have been gifted with talent but are too simple, and you have only seen their cruelty without seeing their suffering, Comoros is Ada, Ada is Comoros, you run away, look away, and dare not face that—it's always been the case with our race."

The weapons swirled around each other, weaving, stabbing, and beating.

"However, for me, the shackles are gone."

Just then, Veronica heard a dull cry of pain, which made her have to take a distracted glance, and another recruit fell, with two sharp knives stuck in his chest.

Just when she was distracted to lead Avalon's heart, Evelyn seized the opportunity to get close to her, and the dent on the machete blocked Veronica's witch sword, forcing the opponent to block with her arm. The folding fan pointed directly at her throat.

The moment Veronica supported the bottom of the folding fan, the fan suddenly opened, only a palm width away from Veronica's face, and the sharp spikes on the fan bone flashed vicious light.

"Don't struggle, I don't want to mess with your face."

Evelyn said in a cruel but sincere tone:

"Give up resistance and go with me, I guarantee your safety."

At this time, Veronica's two arms were locked. She pulled it hard twice, and found that she didn't move, and immediately realized the absolute difference in strength between the two.

But that doesn't mean she's going to be caught off guard.

"Think beautifully!"

Veronica let go of her hand suddenly, and the witch sword fell to the ground.

Gu Song

The moment the tip of the sword touched the ground, the blade shattered, and then a waterfall of shiny fragments formed throughout the space.

The next moment, under Evelyn's astonished gaze, the air burst out from between her and Veronica, a huge force pushed her into the air, and spun around with the surrounding corpses.

The instant she hit the ground, Evelyne steadied herself, her boots sinking deep into the churning ground.

When she raised her head again, Veronica was already floating at a height of half a meter above the ground, her slightly raised hands hissed as the light twisted, as if half immersed in another world.

Evelyn realized that the usual way could not win the other party, and she also underestimated this war witch, or the daughter of Isa——

Thinking of the possibility of failure, the Dominator Succubus couldn't help but burn with anger.

She has made arrangements for so long and put in so much effort, and if she gets nothing, then not only will she be discredited, but the supporters behind her will be disappointed.

She has failed in the past and will never repeat it now.

Some terrifying force began to take shape inside her, expanding in her chest, making her breathing take on a frantic rhythm.

And under Veronica's gaze, Evelyn's tresses suddenly spread out and turned into an ominous white.

"It's time to end."

Evelyn whispered, taking her first breath.

But Veronica was already moving, and there was no way to track her movements, as if she had conceived it before the other party spoke, prepared it outside of time, and was brought into the present, faster than she thought.

Her gleaming hand stretched forward, swirling in visual distraction, pulling light and form away from reality.

And Evelyn shrieked and disappeared in place.

The next moment, her short knife slammed **** the barrier in front of Veronica, and then there was a violent explosion.

Veronica was thrown high into the air, and then smashed back to the ground in a standing position, 30 meters away from where she stood before.

Then, she raised her head weakly and looked for her target. The supernatural explosion almost flattened the 100-meter radius around the two of them, and the aftermath of the explosion had not dissipated, radiating from around her body like a heartbeat.

Suddenly, Veronica felt a flash in front of her eyes, and the white-haired Evelyn had appeared in front of her. Before she could raise her hand, the folding fan was knocked **** the back of her head~www.readwn.com~ Withdraw! "

Carrying the fallen Veronica on her shoulders, she rolled up the fallen Avalon Heart, and Evelyne, whose hair was gradually recovering, roared and started running first.

Then the witch spirits also left the battle for the first time and began to flee.

"Bastard! Put down Ms. Veronica!!! Stop her for me!!!! Stop her!!"

He kicked away the blood-covered Valosian with one kick. Armin didn't care about the bleeding neck, let alone chasing and killing the opponent, but shouted orders to the soldiers.

Immediately, several soldiers aimed their guns at Evelyn who was running.

"Don't fire! You idiots! Catch her!"

Armin was also anxious to get angry and started to swear. The recruits immediately put down their guns and chased after them.

But how did they catch up with a Dark Eldar who was fleeing at full speed.

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