The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Lowly dirty bastards."

Typhons snorted and turned away, and a Nightmare walked forward wielding a giant blade that shone green in the gloomy light, spreading its rays all around.

The alien passed directly over a Wither Overlord, waving the giant blade in his hand, weaving a pattern of death in the air and approaching Typhonstead.

It's a clear champion of its kind, with swaggering moves full of power arrogance.

The Lord of Destruction Flies Nest silently blocked the Nightmare's first blow, and then launched a series of backhand attacks on it, driving the Nightmare back.

Nightmare stumbled back, bumping into the fallen corpse of his companion.

Typhons rushed forward, giving it no chance to breathe.

He swung a brutal arc at him, the blade piercing the Nightmare's jaw and through its head.

Then a turn, the sickle scraped the body of a snake man.

His scythe was laced with some corrosive concoction, and its kiss was so deadly to the living.

The snake-man immediately curled up from the pain of the wound.

With a cruel smile under Typhons' helmet, he stepped forward and smashed his fist into the serpent's head, then stabbed his fingers deep into his opponent's neck.

Having done all this, he stepped back, admiring the serpent man's struggle.

Soon, all the newly added enemies died, and the demon prince began to chant around him. Around him, the fallen creatures stood up again.

Typhons watched all this silently, and then said:

"Don't be burdensome, let's speed up."

Murphy Duster glanced at the talisman in his hand, and the light on it flickered at a frequency of once every two seconds.

"It's very close."

On the other side, Soshyan continued to run wild in the dark.

He could already hear the sound of fighting and howling echoing deep in the passage, and he knew that the pursuers were approaching, but perhaps because of Veronica or himself, the creatures in the passage did not dare to attack the two. People can only watch from a distance, so at least they will be much faster than chasing soldiers.

Veronica is still in his arms, because her clothes and shoes are not suitable for running.

Soon, Soshyan stopped at the mouth of a huge hole, which was blocked by a huge lift gate.

"It should be here."

Just as Soshyan was trying to find a way to open the door, the door opened automatically.

Through the dim light, Soshyan did see a gunboat, but there were more than just gunboats.

A large group of cabal warriors were looking at the two with guns and live ammunition. Their armors were all black and red, with gorgeous decoration, and the poison crystal guns in their hands flashed with cold light.

Soshyan put down Veronica, blocked her behind him, and pulled out the sword hanging from his waist.

At this time, a female spirit clan was squeezed out of the group of warriors.

Taller than the others, she was slender, with long slender legs wrapped in glossy stockings, black high heels, a suit of lavender skirt armor, and purple hair tied in whip-like braids like a lion The mane hangs down from the narrow skull.

As she stepped gracefully toward them, a necklace of red gems clattered against her breastplate.

"Males..."

The name of a prominent visitor that Veronica loathes.

"You are actually here."

Maras shook the folding fan lightly, then rolled up her skirt and bowed to Soshyan and Veronica.

"Welcome, My Honorable Her Majesty the Eternal Queen, and... Her Royal Highness the Phoenix King."

When she raised her head, she noticed Visha on Veronica's arm.

"Oh, my little darling, I'm so kind to you, and you actually serve the new master... But since it's Her Majesty the Queen, I have to give up my love. This is the bitterness of being a servant."

Soshyan looked at each other indifferently, and then said coldly:

"Okay, stop acting, how did you know we would go here."

Malasses replied with a nonchalant smile and said:

"Your Highness and Your Majesty can have fun in my bedroom?"

Soshyan immediately understood that the other party must have set up monitoring facilities in the bedroom, and the two should have been discovered as soon as they entered.

After thinking for a while, he looked at the cabal warriors behind Marathi, about two or three hundred people.

If he had to fight, it wasn't that there was no chance, but he was worried that the opponent would attack Veronica, forcing him to be distracted, and what he was most worried about was Nurgle's pursuit, because he didn't know how strong the opponent was. As Talos said before-

"Then what do you want to do now."

"I have prepared a safe place, and I also ask two people to drive."

Soshyan looked at each other and suddenly smiled.

"Let's go with you?"

"It's very unsafe here right now."

Soshyan raised his sword and pointed at the gunship.

"You give it to us, and we will be safe. As long as Veronica leaves Comoros, the Fourteenth Legion will also leave, so everyone is safe."

Malas looked at Soshyan and blinked.

"Then where are you going to take Her Majesty the Queen, Your Highness?"

"Stay away from your boring strife."

"Your Majesty is now the foundation of our clan. Although you are... Your Highness, you can't hand over the Queen to a foreign race, can you? If someone proposes to move Terra's Golden Throne to Comoros, guess what? Will the Council of Lords and those Astartes chapter leaders agree?"

Soshyan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I didn't say who to give Veronica to, she is free to come and go, she can be wherever she wants."

Maras looked at Veronica.

"Your Majesty, do you really want to abandon us? Is the blood shed for you so worthless?"

Veronica walked over to Soshyan and sneered.

"Who made everyone bleed? It's your consuls' **** for profit! It's your infinitely inflated desire for power! You are just the remnant shadow of the fallen empire in the past, and it will always be only a shadow, and Ada's future will never be Born in the shadows! The galaxy has changed a long time ago, any copying of the past is a ridiculous imagination, although I don't know where the future is, but I will try and do my best, such as doing the first thing To save Goddess Isa from the evil gods, and this is something you can't even think about, and you can't do it!"

As she said that, she looked beyond Marathi to the cabal warriors.

"If everyone trusts me and Mother Isa, then please put down your weapons."

This hand was not expected by Malasses. She was stunned for a moment, then turned her head and smiled when she saw that her hand was motionless.

After all, she has always believed that she is under the control. Through cruel punishment and rich rewards, as well as creating factional conflicts among the people, there has never been any force within the conspiracy that dared to oppose her.

However, she underestimated the influence of Veronica, or that the hype and agitation she had done in the fake show had dug a hole for herself.

"For Goddess Isa."

Marathi's smile froze when the first Cabal warrior made a dull noise and raised his weapon.

"For Goddess Isa~www.wuxiaspot.com~For Goddess Isa."

"For Goddess Isa."

........

The second, the third, the fourth—

In just a few seconds, all the cabal warriors put away their weapons. Malus was stunned and took a few steps back subconsciously. She never imagined that one day her subordinates would turn their backs on her.

Why?

Only these three words were circling in her mind.

She, who has manipulated people's hearts all her life, never thought that all her plans would be shattered by a little girl's simple two sentences, and she would never have thought that the racial justice she used to cover up her ambitions and high-profile propaganda before. At this time, he became a fierce dog that devoured him!

In the words of the Spirit Clan, this is called picking up a soul stone and hitting oneself in the foot!

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