The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"If they attack, we will drive them back. No matter what happens, this time we will move forward and never take a step back."

Soshyang checked the tonithology data again, constantly remembering the enemy's location.

They surrounded the two from all directions, as if the intelligence guiding the alien had seen through his strategy from the previous battle, and was ready to cut off their path of advancement.

However, the aliens are not eager to attack.

Soshyan stared into the darkness in front of him, trying to see through the enemy's intentions.

What are they waiting for?

Soon, he knew the answer.

Suddenly, a series of intertwined malicious thoughts appeared in his mind. Soshyang frowned slightly, feeling the alien thoughts penetrate into his mind, penetrating the wall of discipline and hypnosis training.

"Um?"

When Soshyan was confused, Talos made a painful voice.

"Uh-"

The Prophet bowed forward, clasped his head tightly with his hands, twitching in front of the sudden pain, suffering from the torture from his skull.

A mist shrouded his sight, making all the memories that had been forgotten a long time ago were unearthed.

He remembered the darkness in the streets of his hometown, when he was just a child, and the darkness oppressed him from all around—

Very, more memories swept through, and was swept by the inhuman will to attack him-he felt the heat of the weapon that almost took his life, remembered the dark thoughts that almost occupied his mind at the trough.

His consciousness twisted and struggled in the opponent's claws, and those memories became more and more weird and inhuman.

He heard the uncoordinated music, which washed his mind and took away the consciousness that belonged to him, leaving only the sole purpose-pain.

But there is something else in it, even under this extreme pain...

He saw unfamiliar faces, a plainly dressed couple and a boy looking at the dessert window, followed by an anger full of animality and humanity, which also contained a trace of grief, or madness.

"Talos? Talos! Talos—"

Suddenly, a icy sensation swept through his pain, and Talos also felt the grip of his consciousness begin to loosen.

The fog that enveloped his vision gradually dissipated. He saw the savage figure of the alien rushing towards him, so he gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his head, raised the hot melt gun and fired forward.

One of the expellers fell down and his head was blown into a piece of shattered metal.

"You used gray pulp again—"

Talos looked at Soshyan next to him, who shook his head helplessly.

"The enemy launched a psychic attack. You are trapped. I must save you."

After a few seconds, the pain in Talos' head began to ease, and he scanned the darkness behind the alien figure, trying to find their commander.

This guy was hiding somewhere nearby, disturbing their minds, trying to make them powerless to fight back.

"How is this going-"

Saulo looked at the psychic who was paralyzed on the ground beside him, sparking constantly, and for the first time in hundreds of millions of years, he was surprised.

The guy was fine a second, but suddenly the metal tentacles supporting it began to twitch, and then its head also began to twitch, spraying sparks like a short circuit.

It is important to know that psychics are the most sensitive of all tomb technicians. Because they can control the power of the soul, they are also called "despair pioneers", and they are also one of the few Necromancers who have a certain connection with subspace.

Why is this all of a sudden?

On the other side, Talos turned his eyes, and finally locked a figure hiding behind a certain statue.

boom-

The hot melt opened fire, smashing the statue to pieces, and the mysterious commander finally appeared.

It was a three-legged expeller, but it was bigger than any one he had seen before, maybe twice as big. Its right arm was a huge phase sickle, and its left claws even stole the largest gene. Everyone must sigh.

After that, it disappeared.

The lock indicator of the aiming aid stopped flashing, and Talos couldn't help cursing.

The guy didn't run away, it simply disappeared.

But no matter where it is, it will definitely not be far from here.

"left!"

Soshyang yelled suddenly, pulling Talos' attention back.

The prophet turned around and saw an expeller with teeth and claws rushing towards him, so with a wave of the phase blade in his hand, he flew the opponent's ruthlessness aside.

But Soshyang strode towards the position he felt.

"Where are you going?"

Talos yelled, trying to silence the sound of fighting around him.

"Go hunting."

As he said, he stopped.

Saulo showed up. It realized that it had been discovered. This nasty guy was able to track it down. The shielding device it installed was completely useless.

That being the case, then it will show up for a fight!

At that moment, they just stared at each other, and then they charged at the same time.

Three seconds later, the two collided together, the active metal hit the ceramic steel, the sharp claws carved deep claw marks on the armor, and the long sword also left burn marks on the ancient metal.

Afterwards, they opened the distance, but immediately fought again.

After only a few rounds of fighting, Saulo felt something was wrong!

His movements became more and more sluggish, and at the same time, the active metal on his body had a strange peeling phenomenon, which is like a person's all organic tissues except bones begin to melt.

If it still feels painful, then this must be the most terrifying torture in the world.

Saulo, who realized that something was wrong, barely resisted Soshyan's dizzying offensive.

Compared to its sluggishness, the opponent is so agile that it has bypassed Saulo's defenses several times, leaving deep scars on its body.

Knowing that the long battle was unfavorable, Saulo swung his arm out a large cross-cut, then slammed his three-legged force, directly jumped four or five meters high, and then hid behind on all fours.

"Don't run!"

Soshyang roared and chased him, Saulo jumped from the statue to behind a pile of wreckage, avoiding the **** of death who was behind him.

But suddenly, Soshyang stretched out his arm, and then the active metal liquid on the ground suddenly floated, and then wrapped around Saulo like a chain, and the other end was connected to Soshyang's palm.

This time, directly dragged the Destroyer Lord to the ground.

Soshyan seized the opportunity to jump onto the opponent, and then slammed one foot on the shoulder of the Destroyer Lord, and slammed down into the opponent's throat with both hands holding the sword. Originally, he was aiming at the head, but Saulo was at a critical moment. Hiding for a while.

But it didn't feel good at all, the spine of the Destroyer Lord was almost cut off, and the liquid metal was sprayed continuously.