The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Facing the enemies on the left and right, Soshyan casually deflected the sword downward slightly and prepared to attack, cut off the opponent's arms when the sharp claws poked over, and then stepped forward with a sword. Pierced the enemy's chest, and quickly turned to the other one with a crisp audible sound of bone shattering, blocking the whistling hook knife.

With a cold snort of disgust, Soshyang punched the giggle in disgust in the face, and at the moment when it was smashed, he knocked it down with a heavy blow from his elbow.

As soon as the beast fell to the floor and let out a shrill and painful scream, the sword in Soshyan's hand smashed its skull with a slash.

The air was filled with the smell of musk like a Slaanesh demon, and when Soshyan turned to look at the others, there were a dozen corpses lying around him, many of which were directly dismembered.

"Victor is clearly a coward."

Kayan pointed to an abominable corpse on the ground with its legs chopped off and said:

"He's arranging these things here for fear that someone will come after him from here."

Soshyan clenched his sword.

"Then he has nowhere to run."

The team barely stopped and entered the passage to the Temple of Cain from the throne area of ​​Victor. Occam briefly expressed one of his concerns - all of them had run out of ammunition, and now they can only be full Melee.

However, this did not shake Soshyan's resolve.

Unsurprisingly, the passage was full of guards left behind by Victor, who were shocked by the Space Marines who suddenly broke in, as they suspected that there might be a hostile Cabal, Ark Eldar, Plague Warriors, Nathan The filth demon, the only thing I can't imagine is a group of space warriors in black legion armor.

When Soshyan rushed towards the cabal warriors, he could feel the anger fueling every attack, not dodging, not evading, regardless of safety, the only thought in his mind at the time was to kill all the blockers, leaving no one behind.

Every swing of the long sword was accompanied by a roar of filial piety from an angry soul, whose arms were not tired at all, but rather rejuvenated.

One cabal warrior was hit hard against the wall, the second was smashed to pieces, the third was smashed with a broken neck,

In the storm of poison crystal shrapnel, Soshyan slaughtered the Quartet, unstoppable, paving a road full of blood and debris as he advanced.

When Soshyan found the silence around him, he realized that he had smashed through the defense of the Dark Eldar in the frenzied killing, and everyone else looked at him in astonishment from behind.

At this time, he was covered in blood, his armor was full of cracks, and poison crystals were everywhere. When he swept away, a large piece fell off, but the poison crystals that hit his body didn't seem to have any effect. , just created a little sting.

When Veronica's figure appeared in his mind, Soshyan's emotions erupted again, and he silently continued to advance toward the depths.

Occam tapped Kayan on the shoulder.

"That person...what's the matter?"

"Nothing, just anger."

"Angry for what?"

Kayan smiled and said:

"you guess."

Occam looked back at Soshyan's back, then shook his head.

"What a peculiar fellow."

The team encountered Dark Eldar patrols a few times after that, each time Soshyan roared at them and ripped them to shreds with his sword, so much so that he didn't notice that his weapon nearly fell apart.

Even so, there were countless red eyes staring at him in the darkness before him, and he was surrounded by hundreds of cabal warriors, and he stood there waiting for them to charge up.

At first, the Dark Eldar was still very courageous, daring to charge at him with a machete and a dagger, but when a dozen corpses piled up under his feet in just a few seconds, the Eldar became cautious. Not a lot.

But Soshyan obviously couldn't let those guys play tricks. He rushed straight to the enemy. The cracked sword danced perfectly between the enemies. The timing of each swipe and fall was almost perfect. The thorns are reaping these cheap lives.

For Soshyan, the battle seemed endless, and all he did was slaughter the foes that came up.

But the Spirit Race killed more and more, until he was covered in blood, and the corpses behind him piled up like a mountain.

Soshyan killed frantically, but those who followed him were not so easy. Occam's helmet was almost broken, and several sneak attacks nearly pierced his stomach and back.

Suddenly, Occam heard the sound of metal rubbing and turned around immediately. The weapon in his hand instantly penetrated the chest of a cabal warrior. The other party struggled and spit out the last provocative words from the corner of his **** mouth.

"Long live Victor! The Phoenix King... Long live!"

Occam slammed his fist on the idiot's head in disdain.

"He's worthy too?"

Soon, they reached the end of the passage, where there was a closed door.

Without saying a word, Soshyan stepped forward to face the gate with a kick.

With a bang, the door was kicked open in a slight depression, and a grand scene came into view of Suoshyan~www.readwn.com~ This is a magnificent hall, which seems to be built on magma, red The lava flowed gruntingly through the stone vents on the surrounding walls, filling the entire space with long-lasting heat.

Some flames lingered back in the air, with active magic, an avenue stretched from the gate to a spacious platform not far away, at the end of the platform was a gleaming golden statue of Kane, overlooking the entire hall, a towering The throne is just below the golden statue.

On the throne, the Comorian overlord Victor was holding his chin with his fists with a smile, staring at Soshyan and the others who came in through the gate. On his left hand was a phoenix wing with a gorgeous weapon rack. Long sword, on the lower throne on the right, is sitting Veronica in a cyan robe and wearing a golden crown.

Veronica's legs and feet were bound by invisible restraints, and she could only look at Soshyan with worried eyes.

"Welcome, it's a great honor for all of you to come from afar to attend my wedding...Although our races are different, we have the same expectations for a better future."

Soshyan stepped forward slowly.

"If you have any other tricks, just use it quickly. After a while, your head will not be able to say anything else."

"Ah, Soshyan Alexei Chapter Commander, your threats really make me feel cold from the bottom of my feet."

With that said, Victor tilted his body and brushed Veronica's cheek with the fingers of his right hand. The other party immediately moved his face away in disgust.

"But I still have to say that what you are doing now really does not conform to the commandments of your empire at all. If your carrion master knows your current behavior, will he be angry?"

"Ha, everything I do is as the Emperor wishes, especially when your head is cut off."