The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Where is this?"

Soshyan clearly remembered that he was still fighting the enemy in Comoros, but in a flash, he came to a desolate space.

The earth here is ominous bone white, the sky is endless darkness, and the only source of light is the obelisks on the ground that emit a dull green glow.

Suddenly feeling bad in his heart, Suo Shiyang gritted his teeth and tried to restrain his depression.

After that, he started to walk, but he didn't know how long he had walked, but when he looked around, there was still no change. Except for the light from those strange green obelisks, he could only see a bright haze at the end of the horizon.

All this seems to be in vain.

"What are you looking for?"

"Who is speaking!"

With Soshyan's questioning, the light on the obelisk around him became clearer and converged toward the sky, and finally something gradually emerged in the beam of light.

It was a body with ghostly limbs and a face that was barely visible.

"Are you looking for me?"

"No! Who are you? Where is this place?"

"This is nothing, this is you."

As soon as Soshyang's voice fell, the light spots scattered, he turned around in horror, and found that the ground he had been staggering forward was full of silently staring ghosts. Row after row, all over the mountains and plains, are silent ghosts and shadows.

Thousands of ghosts stood motionless, and thousands of eyes focused on him.

"This--"

"you forgot?"

A soul stepped forward, and Soshyan found him a little familiar, and then he remembered that it was the Khorne fighter he had killed in his first battle with the Chapter.

The other party was staring at him with soulless eyes without saying a word.

"Lets see."

Echo suddenly stopped whispering in a low voice, and every syllable contained a sonorous force, like a cold stone that would never give up in order to achieve its goals.

Soshyan looked further afield, he saw the mortal soldiers who fought together in the past, saw many civilians, and saw the fallen soldiers in the chapter——

"This is the source of your power. They get eternal liberation from the past in death, and their existence is forever lost in all memory."

The green light reappeared over Soshyan's head, and now it was blazing, and the endless ghosts of the field seemed to respond, with faint sounds of weeping, moaning, and pain.

The endless ghosts of the otherwise silent land became clearly visible, their faces contorted into chaos of pain and self-loathing, countless eyes staring at Soshyan with hatred.

The next moment, they rushed towards the sky crazily, converging into a real form.

"No! No way!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Soshyan's answer was firmly refuted.

"That's it, there is never a power in the universe that comes for nothing."

As soon as the words fell, the ground in front of Soshyang suddenly burst open, the crack opened a huge arc directly on the ground, and then a deep circular pit surrounded by rays of light in front of him shook.

The soil in the circle disappeared without a trace, Soshyan quickly stepped back, and a crack appeared in the circular pit, and a strong light shot out from it.

"Demon Museum"

Finally, a towering silver deity rose slowly, merged with the form of the sky, and landed in front of Soshyan.

Or rather, it was Soshyan himself.

After the other Soshyan landed, he raised his head and stared at him coldly, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face.

Soshyan has never imagined that a smile can be without any emotion or emotion. It is the most straightforward, pure, mechanical smile, which is chilling, like a metal mask.

"Look, this is what you are looking for, this is me, this is you, the product of a careerist trying to usurp the power of God."

After speaking, the metal face loosened slightly, and the other Soshyan suddenly turned around, raised his head slightly, and seemed to be looking at something in the sky.

"When you planned to let us devour so many souls and devour so many brothers, did you ever think that one day I would recover and devour you? My dearest and most cunning brother."

With this last sentence, the ground under Soshyang's feet suddenly cracked, and he was caught off guard directly into the endless darkness below, until his consciousness was surrounded by endless pain and mourning.

Just as he fell down, a hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder, and he spoke, a loud and terrifying voice shook the field.

"Indestructible Xingyun, you should continue to sleep."

Soshyan found himself back in place, a towering giant standing in front of him with his back turned to him.

Looking up at the sky, Sosh turned his head sternly, his original mechanical face twisted.

"Do not!

! no way!

!

! "

"What happened, what happened, what happened—"

The harlequins were stunned, too, as a series of repeated inquiries weaved into a murmur that echoed through the streets.

At this time, the conspiracy that broke through the red letter block also caught up.

"Soshyan, don't be wary."

Kayang stood up from the ground, just grabbed Soshyang's shoulder, and the moment the other party looked back at him, he retracted like an electric shock.

"you--"

He could sense that ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a cold and hungry malevolent will suddenly awakened in Soshyan's blood, and was observing the world through Soshyan's eyes...

"Do not!"

Suddenly, Soshyan under the helmet shouted angrily in a low voice, biting his lip tightly until blood came from the bite.

"Get out of my head...get out."

The next moment, the vicious will that Kayan sensed disappeared, but Soshyan also seemed to have experienced a great battle, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Kill them—"

But as soon as they opened their mouths, the ground trembled. The tremor was so strong that many Spirit Races, known for their flexibility, fell.

More terrifying, however, is that the harlequins discovered that the mutation did not come from their feet, but from the sky.

"Black Sun..."

The troupe looked up at the black sun hanging over Comoros, and the tone was full of incredible.

A crack visible to the naked eye appeared in the icy black sun—

Taking advantage of the shocking gap of the Spirit Race and the time when Soshyan's gray marrow subsided, Kayang took out six blank cards, pinned them to the ground with a big wave of his hand, and surrounded the three of them, and then used his psionic energy.

At the moment when the six cards burned, with a flash of light, the three of them disappeared directly in place.

The buffoons hurried forward, but there were still traces of the enemy. The theater leader of the Silent Shroud Theater pulled out a half-burned card from the ground and rubbed it with his fingertips, as if thinking or remembering something. .

"This kind of trick... always feels a little familiar, I haven't heard of Asar, but another person..."

At this time, the film and television actor also came to the head of the theater, looked at the blackened circle and the remaining cards on the ground, and whispered:

"Inskanderkayan."