The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 This battle is so pure, there is no lofty ideal, no grand strategy.

　　 This is a simple life and death. For this simplicity, there is only one thing to do.

　　 "For the emperor!"

　　 Soshyan cut off his head from the enemy's shoulder, opened his chest, and cut off his legs from his hips.

　　 His sword is always swinging, and he uses every movement he knows to kill.

　　 At this time, not only the dead Chaos interstellar warriors, but the dead mortal crew members also poured out from the gate, drowning these ten silver armored warriors like a wave.

　　 But they are doomed to fail,

　　 Saivita slaughtered these walking corpses in dozens, tearing the corpses into shreds, and even these dead corpses could not continue to fight.

　　 They grabbed his body and beat his armor with broken fists, but the crow prince enjoyed the melee very much. He tore them to pieces with a halberd swing.

　　 Thor's movements are not so conspicuous, but they are equally fatal.

　　 He had already shot the pistol empty, so he used the sword master's precision sword to kill the enemy.

　　 He knows these subspace creations very well, knowing that the only way to completely destroy the enemy is to behead.

　　 Almin and his team are walking towards the entrance arch with flags.

　　 He is not retreating, but clearing a corridor for retreats that may be needed.

　　 Soshyan had just split a Chaos Star Warrior, a huge crimson thing suddenly hit from the right side, slammed his shoulder, and knocked him to the ground.

　　 Then, an armored boot fell with a bang, and Soshyang rolled away.

　　 He brandished his sword at the warrior's torso, but the blade hit the rune-engraved power axe.

　　 "Death comes for you, son of blasphemy!"

　　 The dead leader of the Chaos Star Warrior, whispered in a muddy accent.

　　 "When I'm ready, death will come."

　　 The words did not fall, Soshyang raised his sword with both hands to block an oblique slash from the opponent.

　　 The power behind this move is huge, and sparks full of energy gush out from the collision of the two weapons.

　　 The server in the armor is strengthening his power, and the smell of ozone filled his nostrils. Soshyan turned his wrist to let the roaring blades scrape down his power sword.

　　 Then he dodges a quick return blow, slamming the place in the groin.

　　 This is a good blow, powerful, accurate target, straight to the twisted joint between the opponent's pelvis and thigh.

　　 Soshyang twisted and pulled out the blade forcefully.

　　The black blood spattered out of it and smelled like a scent.

　　 This is really the most disgusting thing in the world, even the helmet filter can't stop the smell.

　　 Soshyang was breathless and even had the urge to vomit.

　　 The blood stopped flowing, the Chaos Space Marine didn't even slow down.

　　 "You killed my relatives."

　　 He growled lowly, and a layer of disintegrating foam overflowed his lips.

　　 Soshyan did not answer and started attacking again.

　　 Although his swordsmanship is better, the enemy's speed and strength are also amazing. Even under the action of the gray marrow, this subspace creation is still a fierce opponent.

　　 Gunshots echoed in the distance, and the flash of reaction to the explosion could only be seen.

　　 The Chaos Star Warrior began to laugh wildly, his battle axe turned into a vague shadow, and the speed of blocking, defending, and attacking reached an impossible level.

　　The liquid black flame jumped along his shell.

　　 "Savior monster, traitor..."

　　 The subspace creation giggled, spinning, and almost bumped an elbow against Soshyan's helmet.