The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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For a moment, two diametrically opposed forces seemed to froze, and Green Skin pressed its weight toward the creature that made it tremble.

But for some reason, it is not as powerful as it seemed before, and the little thing in front of me is more like a larger existence than it.

After a few seconds, the shield couldn't support it at first, and it turned into a floating translucent screen and disappeared.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !

Greenskin howled fearlessly, the siege drill was spinning at high speed, and the tip aimed at Soshyang's neck.

But the opponent had already moved. Sheng Yan slashed at the fearless knee joint, ripped the internal hydraulic system, stirred into the inside of the thigh, and shook the whole machine.

Then he dug deeper and deeper, sawing back and forth like a surgeon, and even the chest cavity was poked a huge hole in order to go deeper.

Greenskin retreated slantingly and fearlessly, dying to pilgrimage to the holy Yanjian with a punch, knocking it out of Soshyang's hand.

Although Soshyan quickly grabbed the hilt, he actually didn't need the sword anymore.

He firmly grasped Greenskin's fearless wrist and began to twist the continuously rotating siege drill backwards.

Green Skin did its best to resist, but somehow its own mechanical power was not as good as the power of this human can.

The secondary energy device on its spine was overwhelmed and burst one after another.

It didn't take long for its arm to be completely twisted by Soshyang, the drill was aimed at its face, and the piston mounted on the wrist broke and fell off one after another.

"Have a good dream, monster."

Soshyang grinned, pushed the tip down hard, and pierced the armor plate.

In an instant, blood spurted out mixed with electric sparks.

The fearless voice device now only screamed out uncontrollably, until Soshyang made it unable to make any more sounds with the last brutal attack.

He threw the Sacred Yan sword aside, tore open the metal plate that had been chopped off with his bare hands, and took out a living creature that hadn't died completely from it-this fearless pilot, with only half of his body left and his whole body It is blood, and the **** green skin is tightly bound by skull implants and nerve fiber bundles.

Soshyang pulled it out of the cockpit, picked up the Sacred Yan sword to pierce its chest, then lifted it high, and by the way, shook off the cable hanging on the lifeless residue.

"Exterminate Alien!!!"

His voice exploded like thunder, and the body of the green-skinned fearless pilot was thrown out forcefully by him and hit the wall of the dome in the distance.

The astral knights responded with a deafening roar to their battle captain, and immediately rushed into the battlefield, driving the remaining greenskins who were still in consternation back to the trenches.

A new round of slaughter has begun again.

Sol looked at Soshyan, the young war captain was standing proudly on the heart of the enemy fortress, stepping on a small hill made of **** metal fragments.

This suddenly reminded him of the days before the truth of the empire was not broken.

At that time, he also fought side by side with the great warriors like now, defeating countless alien warlords, and personally forged what they thought was the most powerful and magnificent empire at that time.

Suddenly, Thor burst into laughter and raised the sharp sword in his hand as if he was paying tribute to a nihilistic goal.

"For the Empire!"

He yelled, just as he did in the distant past.

Then he opened his legs and plunged into the usual battle.

His sword was thirsty for blood, Thor squinted, and the pleasure of killing once again emerged from the depths of his soul.

It didn't take much time to deal with the green skins here, their morale had been completely shattered by Soshyan, and only panic was left.

When the energy grid covering the exterior of this building was completely shut down, air combat broke out under its shadow.

It was no longer necessary for the fighters of the Imperial Navy to keep a distance from ground targets. They began to hunt at close range, fully demonstrating their superiority in firepower.

At the same time, as the power generators were cut off one by one, the warships in orbit also began a new round of bombing.

Among them, the Fire of Punishment can be regarded as the most terrifying existence. Its bombardment not only destroyed dozens of forts, but also used a precise and beautiful light spear to penetrate the ammunition warehouse buried deep in the ground and wrapped in heavy metal with a precise and beautiful light spear.

This was followed by a violent tremor comparable to a magnitude ten earthquake, and the entire western part of the main Sierra was almost wiped out by the explosion.

The outside is very lively, as is the inside of the fortress.

It actually took a lot of time to completely occupy the entire fortress. Even if the intelligent control robot joins the battle behind, the huge internal structure still becomes the most important factor slowing down the speed.

The Astartes had to kill from one cave to another, destroying the weapon system, killing all the defensive troops, and smashing everything they encountered on the road into powder.

Similarly, they also have to encounter more enemies and more well-dug trenches. Everywhere they need combat robots with heavy weapons to clean up.

Even so, in the end the Astral Knights still occupied this key node.

The "door" to the main plug was opened.

Then came the bombing of the main cypriot, the purpose of which was to weaken the opponent's defense.

The orbital bombing lasted for a full hour~www.readwn.com~The artillery fire ran over from the scheduled airdrop point again and again like a torrential rain.

At the same time, the orbital fleet's sensors are constantly scanning, searching for possible weak points on the line of defense.

After a while, the first signal feedback came from the causeway of Oak Main Stop, and then it began to spread to the surrounding area.

All the lights indicating the combat status were on, and these messages were transmitted to each airdrop cabin in the scream of the warning horn.

All the combat squads that had been trapped in their cages were already ready to enter the battlefield.

When the squad received the precise coordinates, the hatches opened, the Void Shield quietly rolled up the ripples of the ebb, and the iron claws of the airdrop cabin sent these metal artifacts into the starry sky outside the ship. They hung in the starry sky. The sky above Furen's atmosphere is like steel fruits juxtaposed in rows around the railing of the ship's side.

With an order, the hanging buckle was retracted, the explosion bolts continued to explode like thunder, the propellers burned, the scorching flames traced the hot trajectory of smoke and dust in the star space, and countless death iron coffins were unstoppable toward the planet. The surface fell, the target pointed directly at the crimson world below.

Thunder Eagle and Storm Crow also fully powered, and rushed into the continuous torrential rain shortly thereafter, always keeping a close distance from the airborne capsules that hit the ground.

Behind them, the dazzling rays of laser weapons carried by the ship rushed endlessly. These deadly attacks dexterously passed through the trajectories of the falling airborne capsules, accurately hitting the predetermined targets, on the surface of the defensive array. Stir up clouds of dust.

Soon, the color of the airborne capsule's shell changed from red to orange, and then it melted into a hot, pure white ball of light. It was passing through the planet's atmosphere, and the outline of the shell was blurred due to the huge pressure and the ever-increasing speed. Unclear.