The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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After confirming that the green-skinned boss was far enough from his bodyguards, Soshyan stopped retreating.

He began to move forward, towards the green-skin leader, and almost easily kicked the fart who was running around holding an axe or a club on the road.

Nothing can hinder him now.

The green-skinned boss saw him coming, his little red eyes burned frantically, and he raised his crude gun and shot a string of bullets.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! !

The bullet hit Soshyan's armor and fell to the ground, cutting out several small holes in the armor and scraping off the bright silver-gray paint.

One or two lucky bullets penetrated the gap between the armor pieces and shot into the flesh and blood.

There was a pain in his limbs, but the strengthened nervous system of the star warrior immediately shut down the pain receptors, and the strengthened blood coagulated at the moment when the wound was poor.

Soshyang speeded up the last few steps and jumped high towards the orc, the green blood dripping from the holy flame drew a corrupt arc.

The creature slammed its power claws to try to counterattack, but did not expect the opponent to suddenly change the direction of attack, and the long sword slashed directly through his gun arm.

Amid a stern roar, the huge machine gun fell into the mud mixed with blood.

Soshyang stood up directly after landing, and danced his sword without hesitation.

He attacked the green-skinned boss again, the shining sharp blade creaked in endless fierce stabs.

Although the green-skinned boss lost a hand, it did not affect much combat effectiveness. He kept using his power claws to fend off the weapons of the interstellar warrior, and counterattacked with a series of fierce fist attacks.

Ten seconds later, in the depths of his thoughts, Soshyang felt his soul shed with silver light.

Grey pulp surged in his veins again.

He stepped up the offensive with unparalleled determination, doing his best with every blow.

When the grey marrow flowed all over his limbs, the green skin in front of him seemed to sink into slow motion, and Soshyan could see through the opponent's attack abnormally.

He watched the green-skinned boss sway his power claws fiercely, but the speed was pitifully slow.

And, in the center of the violent claws, there is a completely unprotected gap-Soshyan can see clearly.

So after he slid to the right, he took a step forward and pierced the enemy with the Sacred Yan sword.

The brilliant light was stained with blood.

"Alien-shaped Fu Zhu!"

Soshyang yelled and pierced the green-skinned boss into the chest, then pressed the sword into the opponent's abdomen and cut it completely with a fierce upward swing.

The green-skinned boss split in half under the heavy blow and died before falling to the ground.

When Soshyang cut off the head of the green-skinned boss and raised it high, the nearby Okers suddenly erupted in horror. Seeing the tragic death of the boss, they immediately lost their will to fight and turned around to try to escape. Shooting randomly behind them

Alien shot to death.

Suddenly, the boys on the entire front were caught in a dilemma, hovering between eager to continue attacking or turning around to face new threats.

Soshyan obviously did not intend to give them time to make a decision.

He raised the Sacred Yan sword again, even if his voice was weakened, it would easily cover the sound of the massacre.

"Astral Knights, attack!"

Soon, under the ruthless blow of the Astartes, the green skins gathered on the battlefield rushed away, leaving only the remains of corpses and burning vehicles everywhere.

When dawn comes, the sun rises in the smoke and dust.

Under the influence of the strong wind, the battlefield was covered with heavy dust.

Regardless of whether the dust was the residue of the destroyed Ouke group, or it was blown from the mountains in the distance, Soshyan couldn't give an answer.

The astral knights gathered around their captain.

They are like shadows, or **** ghosts, with blood and dust on their armor.

They fought all night to disintegrate the Ouke group around them, and surround the entire landing field. The lone line of defense made of plastic steel and ceramsite sand was coated with Ouke’s blood.

The corpses of the invaders piled up into thick masses around them, mixed with waves of smoke and dust.

When those trenches were covered by dust, Soshyan didn't know how many people among the defenders were still alive.

If they arrive a few minutes late, they will not be able to save any garrisons in the future.

"When the new ground forces arrive, we will return to orbit and re-arm before the next wave of attacks."

Soshyan said that his low voice barely overwhelmed the whispers of the wind.

Suddenly, a slight shock passed through the **** mud to the soles of Soshyan's boots, disturbing the battle captain's thinking.

In the distance, a large machine strode towards them, making clanging and clicking sounds.

Soshyang glanced, nodded, and he immediately recognized what it was.

"Astral Knights."

He issued a calm order.

"set."

The interstellar warriors immediately assembled, and the sound of stepping on the ground echoed on the scarred battlefield.

Soshyang looked ahead, the automatic senses of the helmet explored the dust clouds, peeling them out layer by layer.

The first thing that was revealed was a deformed shadow, with broad shoulders and a hump, approaching them from the direction of the defense.

After a while, the blue-green spear coat of arms was recognized by the scanner of the helmet. This was a registered imperial knight family-although this family had already perished.

The war machine emerged from the dust, like an ancient **** of war, crushing the corpse of Ouke on the ground into the soil every step of the way.

Soshyang raised the Sacred Yan sword head to the ground and lifted his position.

The other fighting brothers maintained their fighting stance and stood.

When the knight approached, Soshyan noticed the extent of his battle damage.

His banner is tattered, with scarred adamantine shells covering silver or black strike marks, as well as scars caused by a large number of flamethrowers and countless small-caliber weapons.

The imperial knight has lost its entire right arm weapon and is obviously limping when walking, because the servo grille of its knee joint is damaged.

The knight mech finally stopped in front of the star warrior, twisting his feet deep into the ground.

A horn sounded, and the imperial knight lowered its huge glove. This posture represented a salute like a benefactor in the knight culture.

"How to call you."

A harsh voice came from the towering imperial knight's voice grille. Although the metallic distortion made his voice as sharp as metal, he could still be heard as a male.

Soshyan moved the Holy Flame Sword to the left, revealing the imperial eagle emblem on his worn breastplate.

"My name is Soshyan Alexei~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the captain of the Astral Knights. These are my combat brothers."

"Salute to you, Captain Soshyan, Olga, the knight leader of the Dupont Delin family, and the last person. I am a freedom blade at the moment. I owe you and your brother a debt. If you don’t come, Scorpion and I will be torn apart by green skin."

"All the debts we owe belong to the emperor."

Soshyan answered simply.

"Continue to fulfill your sacred duty to him."

The knight mech shook his head.

"Duty is duty, but I won't use this as an excuse to avoid favoritism."

"In that case, let us discuss this after the war, Baron Olga."

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