The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"You're going to die fast!!!"

Lucius roared and rushed forward, overflowing resentment condensed on his blade, he slashed at his opponent frantically, and the man dodged sideways in front of his sword, followed by a quick and short counterattack, while spinning Between the body, withstood three strikes from the battle ax swung by the tentacles.

The blades collided fiercely between them, bringing out more intense sparks and fighting spirit.

Suddenly, Lucius's sword stabbed forward, and at the same time, the tentacles wrapped around the tomahawk spun around and hit the back of the opponent's head from behind.

But the opponent turned around suddenly, showing his back, and then the sword in his hand passed between the two axes, cutting off the tip of the tentacles.

Lucius hesitated for a moment, and accelerated, but at the moment of piercing the opponent's body, he was blocked by the blade of another sword.

As the yellow silk floated down, a gleaming chanabar saber was revealed, which blocked Lucius' sword.

Lucius opened his mouth slightly in shock, and the man turned around abruptly, holding the Shengyan sword in his forehand and the Chanabal saber in his backhand, as if dancing around Lucius, Lucius Si also hacked out instinctively.

After a brief sound of metal clashing, the two stopped at a distance of ten meters from each other, their backs facing each other.

When the two turned around together, Lucius glanced at the notch on the other's shoulder armor and smiled nervously, but his smile froze immediately.

The Immortal stared wide-eyed and lowered his head slightly, only to see five deep sword marks on his chest and abdomen, from which thick dark black blood spurted out.

At this moment, Caesar finally understood that this person was not Sol, and Thor absolutely did not have such sword skills and strength. In the entire Third Legion, there was only one person with this ability——

The erstwhile Legion Apothecary spat out the name with trembling lips.

"The first of the two hundred swordsmen, the commander of the second company, Akurduna!"

The mysterious warrior pointed his sword at the gloomy Lucius, and said slowly:

"Lucius, as I said, your biggest enemy is yourself. The essence of your strong self-esteem is cowardice, and it is easy to be transformed into low self-esteem and mania by failure. Just like now, your heart is shaking, so your sword Too."

Lucius's scarred face twitched a few times, and there was no expression on his face, even his eyes, only crazy.

Afterwards, he pressed the pressure plate on his arm, and all the medicine in the medicine rack behind him was pumped into his body in an instant, dyeing his skin and blood vessels an unnatural red and purple.

"ha-"

Lucius opened his mouth full of fangs, exhaled a white mist, and then he disappeared in place, as if he hadn't appeared at all.

Almost at the moment when Lucius disappeared, Amnak turned around smoothly, thrust out with his left hand, slashed with his right arm, blocked the gleaming Lal's blade, and sent flying the magic whip that was gripping the battle ax again.

"Die! Die! Die!"

Lucius now has only one thought left, to kill the man in front of him, to kill the guy who ruined his perfection!

He has already discarded all skills and sword skills, and completely controlled the fighting process by instinct, pushing the speed and ferocity to the extreme. It was precisely this primitive but brutal enough tactic that he defeated the legendary swordsman Sa of the Thousand Sons. Nacht.

It's a pity that what he met was a master who was good at taming "barbarism". The opponent also abandoned the conventional sword skills and only responded to each attack in the most appropriate and most suitable way. This flexible response made Lucius crazy. There is simply nowhere to play.

The two fought all the way from the throne to the operating table, smashing a bunch of contemplators, and then moved to the loot stand, knocking down rows of skulls and various weapons, and some Slaanesh succubi wanted to He joined in the fun, but as soon as he got close, he was immediately dismembered by the frenzied sharp blade, and purple body fluid was sprayed on the walls and the floor.

The entire bridge seemed to be trembling and trembling because of the battle between the two.

But gradually, the effect of the medicine began to fade, Lucius' hands and feet began to become heavy, his vision became blurred, and he couldn't even keep up with his opponent's agility.

In the end, he was powerless to parry the opponent's sword, and could only trust that his enchanted armor could withstand the impact.

The blade slashed across the shoulder armor, and Lucius staggered and barely endured it, and then blocked the opponent's saber strike on the armorless neck with the blade of Lal, and then gritted his teeth and grunted, forcefully swallowed it. Slashing to the side, that is, at the moment the opponent approached him, Lucius relaxed the suppression of the souls bound on the armor.

This is his last resort.

In the blink of an eye, every howler clinging to his shattered armor was screaming, releasing their suppressed malice and hatred with a deafening crescendo, and the visible sound waves even shattered most of the bridge The facilities, as well as those Slaanesh succubi, including some Slaanesh warriors, bowed their knees under this strong sound.

Amnak was also impacted, and took a few steps back staggeringly, as if hit by a lightning hammer.

Lucius squeezed out the last of his strength, and at the same time he stuck to the downward trajectory of the Holy Flame Sword with amazing agility, he dodged the saber attack that was chasing him, and then immediately turned back Get behind the opponent and point the blade at the opponent's neck with perfect timing, trying to decapitate the nightmare in an instant.

However, this was just a small trap. Amnak seemed to be affected by a sudden increase in speed. Lucius thought that the fatal blow only touched the corner of the opponent's helmet, and did not get close to the opponent's neck at all. .

The defeated Lucius couldn't control his figure at all, and instinctively fell forward, but was stopped by the opponent's kick.

The heavy iron boots kicked the Immortal, and the champion of Slaanesh was immediately thrown away by a terrible bang. The bang sounded like an explosion and knocked down a lot of shattered facilities. Then rolled into the pile of corpses.

that's all-

Lucius the Immortal lost.

This was not his first defeat, but it was the first time he had been thoroughly humiliated, even more humiliating than the one Sharokin defeated him.

"Save the Indestructible!"

The Nashikai brigade had already established a soul contract with Lucius, and they couldn't just sit back and watch the immortal be killed again, otherwise, when he was resurrected, he would probably take revenge on everyone present.

Amnak turned to face the surging enemy group~www.wuxiaspot.com~ hardly stayed in any position for more than half a second, and all the explosive bombs fired hit the distance.

In the blink of an eye, he spun and rushed in front of Kasodos, the noise warrior who used to lead a warband called the Ring of Purity, was captured to Comoros, and was rescued by Lucius to join the Flawless Blade.

He was the commander of the 318th company in the legion, but now he is just a monster who can only scream strangely.

But his cry ended at this moment. Amnak knocked off the scimitar in the opponent's hand, and slashed at the noise warrior's body with a blow with his left hand, and Kasodos barely had time to react.

The chaotic noise was covered by a crisp sound, which was the echo of the collision of steel and steel.

When Kasodos came back to his senses, he had already been blown away, his breastplate was cut open, and the blow just now almost cut his whole body in half.

By the time he hit the ground, the noise warrior was lifeless.

(end of this chapter)