The Emperor’s Angel of Death

There are probably more than two hundred steps in the temple. The team did not encounter any obstacles along the way, and the whole temple was silent.

After entering the gate with a carved gargoyle, the first thing that catches everyone’s eyes is a huge statue of a crow. Its eyes are as red as blood, its body is pitch black, its head and wings are lifted, and it seems to be about to soar into the sky immediately, but in its giant claws Below, there are mountains of skulls, most of which are deformed

The deformed skull.

"Iron."

Armin stepped up, knocked on the statue, and came to a conclusion.

"In order to prevent the accident just now, only Soshyang and I will enter this time. You guard the gate and don't let anyone in or out."

Suddenly, Saul made a decision, which surprised Soshyang.

Not because of this decision, but because Thor never gave orders for him before, but today he was unexpectedly strong.

The other fighters looked at Soshyang, and he nodded, agreeing to Sol's plan.

After that, Soshyang and Thor walked into the passage behind the statue that was large enough for the two Rand raiders to run side by side.

It's very dark inside, and it can even be said to be unnaturally dark. They are as if they are trapped in thick ink, and they can only perceive activities within a few meters of their body by relying on the helmet's automatic sensor.

They walked for hundreds of meters without encountering anything until they crossed a stone arch.

After stepping into the arch, some subtle rays of light began to appear on the wall. Soshyang's sensor told him that these rays of light contained traces of radiation.

If there is a loss, there is a gain, at least his vision has become clearer, he can see the surroundings clearly, and it can save some time of groping in the dark.

But as he learned more about the surrounding situation, the doubts in his heart became heavier.

From the outside before, the main rock of the temple is undoubtedly made of rough handwork, and its aisles and walls are rough and there are no traces of mechanical carving.

But now, the bumpy ground and uneven rock walls have all disappeared. Through the boots, Soshyang can clearly feel the regular ups and downs, the touch is very smooth, and the stone walls are smooth as a mirror.

Such an environment is absolutely inseparable from mechanical shaping, but whether it was created through a long period of time or created by some more evil subspace force is unclear.

In the end, they reached a downward ladder.

This ladder is just enough for the two of them to run side by side? There are no guardrails on both sides? Soshyang accidentally dropped a small stone, and then the thing clanged into the endless abyss in the dark.

There is no doubt that this ladder is a hanging ladder? Hanging above the abyss.

But already here, it’s impossible to look back? After discussing with Saul, Soshyang decided to go ahead? The other side was behind? One after another to cover each other.

In the process, Soshyang had been worried that the shadow would suddenly launch an attack and retaliate against them in any way he could think of.

However, it never appeared? The two just walked forward ambiguously.

Haven't left for a while? Suo Shi Yang suddenly realized that perhaps their movement was only covered by the sound from a distance.

It was a kind of singing, a female singing, floating from the abyss, one after another? The tide ebbs and flows like the sea, and the surrounding rocks seem to be injected with this sound.

Intricate harmony intertwined? Soshyang realized that it was not an auditory hallucination, but some kind of chorus.

He seems to have heard it? In the choir of Star Whisperers.

"Why is there the singing of Star Whisperers here?"

"Go down and see."

Perceiving that Thor's attitude is a bit weird, Soshyang glanced back? But he could only see part of the other party's silver-gray body exposed from the dark? And that agreed to look at his black eyepiece.

"Ok."

After walking more than a hundred steps? Soshyang's foot finally touched a large flat ground.

They reached the inside, or bottom, of the temple.

It's also dark here, but the faint sound of electric current and the echo of piston pumping can be faintly heard. Soshyang also asked about the smell of ozone.

Similarly, when they arrived, the singing disappeared.

"Wait, the communication equipment seems to be disturbed."

Soshyang tried to contact the team above, but found that the communication failed.

At this moment, there was a constant giggle in the darkness, and then a whisper.

"Why are you here?"

"We are here to protect the territory and people of the empire."

Knowing that the opponent was nearby, Soshyang took a few steps toward the sound, holding a blasting gun, with the sword blade facing to the side to parry an attack that might appear at any time.

He activated the sensing device on the helmet, his eyes moved constantly, piercing the darkness, watching even the slightest disturbance, looking for any traces on the ground.

Only then did he notice that there were machinery and equipment everywhere, and many pipes were laid on the walls, as if it were a small factory.

After that, the other party's voice sounded again, sounding even more distant.

"Which battle group are you."

Suddenly a faint noise came from the ear, as light as breathing, So Shiyang immediately turned around, pulled the trigger with his fingers and raised the blade at the same time.

At this moment, a shining claw pierced Soshyang's chest, and the pale light illuminated Soshyang's roaring face.

In the whirlpool formed by the explosive bomb explosion, blue lightning buzzed, one paw swept across the holy flame sword to shoot it to one side, and the other swept across Soshyan’s face, from his There was a string of blood beads at the corner of the eyebrows.

Then the existence disappeared again, like a ghost in the mist.

Soshyan felt the blood flow from his right cheek, and then began to turn around, holding the blade flat.

"Are you dumb."

Soshyan suppressed the urge to turn around to the sound, which he guessed was a fake action.

The strong wind hit again, and out of fighting instinct, he immediately swung his sword to the right.

However, he failed. The sword pierced into the rocky ground nearly half a meter deep ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As Soshyang drew the sword, the cold touch climbed on the back of his neck.

But this time, it was a sword that saved him.

Solomon's hatred bloomed brilliantly in the dark night, driving the bitter coldness from the back of Soshyang's neck, and then Thor, who was drifting in shape, plunged into the darkness at the same time as the existence.

"what!"

Soshyan took a deep breath and yanked his sword from the ground.

Turning around and looking around, the sound of metal collision continued to sound in the darkness, and occasional sparks burst out.

In an instant, Soshyang saw Thor holding two swords, a tall figure covered in a black robe, and claws occasionally protruding out of the darkness-that was a huge gene. The claws of the stealer were fixed to two arms by metal.

When the figure rises and falls, he can still see that the black "burqa" is actually a cloak that bulges like wings, and it is sewn from the skin of a gene stealer, and it can be vaguely seen on it. The distorted expressions of those ugly faces.