The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"kill!"

After a word, the brutal throbbing of various melee weapons drowned the stern battle cry of the miners.

Without any words, the astral knights carried out a merciless slaughter of the attackers.

The Sacred Yan sword is the most efficient weapon among them. It whizzes through the clothes and bones, burns the flesh and blood, and scorches the wound while cutting off the head.

Soshyang used it to wave a series of short and swift blows in the cramped space of the tunnel. The space limitation only made his killing more cruel, and the silver-gray armor turned into a dripping bright red for a moment.

The end is as sudden as the beginning.

The broken tunnel was cleared in an instant, and the star warriors stopped one by one, and thick blood coagulated slowly dripping from their armor.

They didn't say a word in the process, only the harsh breathing sound in the communication system.

"Damage assessment."

After a simple examination, it was found that everything was normal except that the boy was frightened and almost fainted. Even in the **** battle, Almin did not let a drop of blood splash on the boy.

"Keep going."

Although they were mercilessly slaughtered, these heretical miners did not give up.

When they came to the main tunnel of a sinking shaft, the ambush intensified.

The journey through the mine turned into a mixture of blood and fighting excitement. The miners draped all over came with waves of despair. The sharp blades and mine picks flickered in the uncertain tunnel lighting, and the howls were hoarse and harsh.

When they reached the bottom of the tunnel, Soshyan could already hear the faint sound of running water.

The destination is right in front of them.

This is a wide underground cave with a large number of stalagmites growing on the ground and on the top. A gurgling river flows through the cave, like a giant python with gleaming scales under the dim light.

There are many low houses on both sides of the river, and they are crowded together randomly, which reminds Soshyang of the slums of Chaodu.

On the farther rock wall, there are many luminous plants and fungi growing, and the light source in the cave comes from this.

Unlike the mine, there is no such hot feeling here, and there is no ubiquitous chemical stench, only the most primitive dampness and dullness.

Soshyang also noticed that staring at the ends of the stone pillars, there are many dark things hanging, just like hanging upside down bats, crushing a large area of ​​black, making people feel palpitation, as if they would have a disaster if they were awakened.

Such caves, generally speaking? There should also be a lot of nocturnal animals inhabiting.

Then? Soshyan noticed that at the end of the cave, there was a large-scale pyramid-shaped building.

If nothing else? The goal they are looking for is there.

"Cover and move forward."

Just as Soshyang pointed at the facility with the sword in his hand? A wave of heretics burst out from the bottom of the cave.

The astral knights didn't stop, they rushed into the crowd? The original gunfight soon turned into close hand-to-hand combat, pushing each other.

Soshyan brandishing a sword? Cut a way among heretics and traitors.

In the process? He saw some people wearing broken guard clothing or costumes that looked like worship. Everyone had the same mark on their face, and some people's marks were still bloody.

They smell bad, their black eyes are like glass? And they never blink.

What's more important is that even in the face of Astarte? They are still not afraid of death, they are not like mortals.

A knife slashed through Soshyan's arm armor, and he then shot back at the unknown objects with a sword and a pistol, breaking them into pieces.

In the short moment of slashing and prodding, he can see Saul's freehand harvesting pace? He is like a farmer working in a wheat field, efficient and boring.

The crowd still remained.

Soshyang smashed the face of someone who tried to bite him with the **** of his rifle. The tattoo on his face was completely shattered, and the person fell to his feet.

Then he noticed? This was a woman, a young woman? It seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen? Just like this, she died worthlessly.

"We are the astral knights under the emperor! If you continue to hinder us from performing our missions! We will kill them all!!"

Can't bear this situation anymore? Soshyan roared.

To his surprise, he felt that the pushing began to slow down, the shouting also decreased, and the smell disappeared.

He looked around, holding his breath, those people were still around.

But it looked a little surprised and at a loss.

"He just said the emperor"

"Not the four-armed emperor?"

"They don't look like monsters either..."

Soshyan suddenly realized a problem.

These people live underground all year round and may not have been to the surface for generations, which means that their knowledge may be scary.

Don't even know the existence of Astarte.

But the problem is that they seem to understand Gothic.

"We are the emperor's messengers, come to investigate the gene stealer sect and another heretical sect."

Soshyan asked the players not to do anything, and then stepped forward.

These people were covered in blood, most of them were of the same kind, and looked at the approaching giant with a wink.

"He... he was talking about the emperor."

One of the men was eventually pushed out by the crowd.

"The high priest and the high priest are not there now, we can't be the master."

"High priest?"

Soshyan raised his head and glanced at the pyramid shrouded in shadow.

"Do you believe in a **** called Lord of the Crows?"

"No, the Lord is not a god."

The man shook his head and said something that surprised Soshyang.

"It is the emperor's messenger and our protector."

"Have you seen it?"

"Only the high priest can see the Lord."

"Is it there?"

Soshyang raised his hand and pointed at the building.

The man nodded.

"Take us to see it."

"No, only the high priest can see the Lord."

"We are also the emperor's messenger."

The man looked back at the crowd hesitantly ~www.readwn.com~ but no one spoke, and no one expressed his opinion. Everyone was obviously frightened by the killing just now, and only supported by fanatical belief and ignorance.

"I know you have been fighting gene stealers, and so are we."

With that said, Soshyang took out several sets of gene-thief’s paws from behind. He originally planned to take them back and give them to Ford as a gift. The biologist knew they were going to deal with the gene-thief. Shiyang said that he hopes to get their very famous pair of claws for research.

Seeing the sharp claws that Soshyang took out, everyone made a surprised voice.

"This is the claw of a pureblood species!"

"I have only seen it in the high priest..."

"Did he chop it down?"

The man glanced at Soshyang's blood-stained claws, hesitated for a while before nodding.

"I will only take you to the temple. It is up to the Lord to see you or not."