The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Death worshippers...Damn, the Thirty Silver Coin Club really wants me to die!"

Sorge, who saw the death-worshiping assassin, immediately cursed. After all, other enemies were okay to say that this group of people would be too troublesome.

Once upon a time, Death Worship was a very important and active force in the Maelstrom region, and its hometown was even built on the planet Siniax, the most important military stronghold of the Empire in the Maelstrom region, where the Empire also operated the Maelstrom at that time. The outpost of the port, a large number of imperial merchant ships were parked in the port.

At that time, the death cult relied on the skilled killing skills, and soon became the target of all forces. The power once expanded to the leading gray organization in the entire galaxy. However, in the 41st period, a sudden warp storm swept Soniak. Afterwards, the hive world succumbed to corruption from within and attack from outside, and the planet soon plunged into a **** civil war between the Imperial garrison and the Death Cult.

At the end of the battle, not wanting the world to become part of Chaos, the necromancers managed to gain access to part of the planet's missile defense network and, in suicidal rage, fired a flood of atomic bombs and plasma on the doomed world The warhead, shattered its hive city, disrupted the planet's orbit for years, and the resulting permanent nuclear winter, radioactive fallout, and tectonic upheaval wiped out all life in Syniaks, up to the present day in the once prosperous world Still a wasteland.

After this battle, the power of the Death Cult has been greatly reduced, but it is still the strongest killer organization in the Maelstrom area. As long as they can afford the price, there are few targets that their gold-medal killers cannot kill—unless it is Huron. A chaotic giant.

In fact, the Death Cult tried countless times to assassinate Huron, but all of them failed and killed a large number of excellent killers. Since then, they will no longer continue this useless wasteful behavior, but there are still many red pirates who died in worship. In the hands of the Death Cult assassins, Huron even set up a 'Shadow of Death' unit to fight against the Death Cult, and adopted the killer-to-killer model to reduce the occurrence of this kind of thing.

A high-level death worship assassin is terrible, but there are several now, and Sorge once again feels the looming death.

So he hurriedly urged:

"Go! Let's go!"

However, once he was targeted by a death-worshiping assassin, it would be so easy to get away. Sorge had just run a few steps, and a bodyguard walking in front of him suddenly shook his neck a few times, and then his head fell directly from his neck.

Sorge immediately stopped his heels, because a thin sharp thread appeared between the two armored vehicles in front of him at some point, and he was noticed because of the blood.

Soon, four death-worshiping assassins rushed from all directions, and Duggar picked up a big gun and started shooting frantically.

"Come on bastards!

"

However, his bullets couldn't keep up with the speed of the death-worshiping assassins. Sorge knew that these assassins would look at a lot of strengthening drugs before moving, making their reaction and speed infinitely close to the Eldar known for their speed - although Sorge knew this There is a lot of bragging, and there are quite a few psionic factors in the speed of the Spirit Race, but even so, the speed of these killers is very amazing.

"The Ronin from Douluo"

Although the heavy use of that kind of strengthening drug would cause irreversible damage to their bodies, Sorge felt that instead of worrying about the health of the other party, it was better to worry about his own life first.

"spread!"

Realizing that the crowd was useless, Sorge immediately scattered the bodyguards, and then clenched the short knife in his hand.

Those people may never think that he is also a killer.

Next, the necropolis assassin's needle pistol spewed a fierce rain of death, but was dodged by Sorge at an incredible speed, which made a cry of surprise from under their masks.

At the moment of landing, the four assassins wrapped around Sorge at the same time, and all their limbs were equipped with weapons.

But from footwork to martial arts, from tricks to improvisation, Sorge doesn't look like a businessman at all, but more like an equally fierce killer, swinging his multi-bladed short knife with a whip in one hand, and the other One is constantly shooting with a needle pistol, forcing the position of the devotees.

But these ruthless death worshipers also have their own unique skills and fighting skills. They slash, swing, and stab at the target with poisonous swords, while Sorge avoids the deadly blade time and time again. Even he The dresses were unscathed.

Everyone said that the devotees were agile and deadly, enough to split the flies flying in the air into two, but Sorge's skills were not bad at all.

During the battle, he suddenly backhanded the multi-blade knife in his hand and struck the lungs of one of the attackers with the back of the knife. The nerve circuit at the blade turned the weapon in the assassin's hand into a medium between the weapon and the electric field, a painful torture. Make the assassin scream.

Then, Sorge took the poisoned sword from the wielder's hand, and the power blade that shone with energy then snapped the assassin in two.

Then he dodged a stinger with microsecond reflexes, turned to fire the last few bullets, then dropped the gun and grabbed the neck of the assassin hit by the needle pistol—his arms were as strong as a Put the muscle and bone in the vise.

Sorge lifted the opponent directly, blocked the poison dart shot by one of the assassins, and then smashed the opponent into the armored car without mercy.

At this time, the third assassin had already entangled Sorge, but instead of retreating, he advanced and fought with the opponent.

The assassin kicked and beat to try to escape. He tried a series of lock techniques and defensive moves taught by the church. Each set of moves was followed by a killer move. There was no chance of victory in front of the space agent Sorge, he directly twisted the opponent's neck.

Just as he was about to tackle the fourth, the guy suddenly exploded.

The violent explosion directly blew Sorge several meters away, and the dress on his body turned into tattered cloth. When he tried to get up, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen—

"hiss-"

Enduring the pain, he tore out the hot metal piece embedded in his body, but something pressed against the back of his head.

And a fifth assassin!

Sorge realized his brain would be punctured before the next breath.

stop-

Then he heard the sound of something passing through the air behind him, and then the thing behind his head slowly moved away from him. Sorge turned his head and found that the last assassin had fallen, with a metal spike stuck in his forehead.

Suddenly, a clatter of high heels sounded, and the embarrassed Sorge turned his head and saw in the flames a man wearing a black leather skirt and black boots, with fair skin, bare shoulders, long black hair, and one side of his head. She walked out in the shape of a metal rose.

This is a young and beautiful woman. Her bright eyes with tanned eyeliner are looking at him with contempt. On the slender fingers of her right hand, there is a golden spike with a ring on it, which is slowly turning.

"Ha, are you Sorge?"

"You are-"

"Master has a new order~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As soon as she finished speaking, she started running, racing against the Thirty Silver Coin Killer who broke through the bodyguard's defense line with assassin-level reactions and incredible muscle tissue.

One step, two steps, three... She slid sideways behind a smoking armored vehicle, allowing the armored vehicle to absorb the fire that bit her.

Then she turned over at a weird angle, and at this moment time seemed to slow down, bullets exploded around her, the doors of the armored car were smashed, and sparks spurted out.

But she had already tumbled through the bullets, like a queen bee, stinging the gray-robed killers one by one with the golden spikes in her hands.

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