The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Now that we have reached a preliminary agreement, now we have to solve more realistic problems."

Sol patted his palms and turned his eyes to the display.

The Armin team has gradually ceased to support. It is obvious that their ammunition has been exhausted, and they can only use back-to-back melee weapons to resist the impact of aliens. If the entrance to the temple is narrow and a large number of obstacles and ruins have just been blasted, they are likely to be early Was overwhelmed.

And all this is just a matter of time.

"Don't worry, they can't die."

As soon as Saivita finished speaking, Soshyan noticed that unexpected reinforcements appeared on the screen.

A group of people in cloaks jumped out of a small tunnel on the side of the temple, brandishing spears and pistols with a mysterious light in their hands.

The head of it is a person wearing a crow mask, dotted with many complicated symbols, and also wearing a feather cloak, and the cloak is not shaking due to the airflow caused by running, but autonomously on its owner. Swing behind him.

As soon as the mysterious people appeared, they fired their pistols at the alien-they turned out to be plasma pistols.

All of a sudden, those aliens were beaten into a daze, and dozens of them were knocked out in an instant.

The gene stealers seemed as confused as Soshyan.

After a brief chaos, they split a part and rushed towards the mysterious team, apparently identifying them as a more serious threat.

The other part became more crazy, completely disregarding the safety of his own life, incarnate wave after wave of people slapped at the Astarte team, making the soldiers had to do everything possible to save their lives.

Armin furiously swung his power sword, and his position tore apart their flesh and bones.

Decapitation may give people greater pleasure, but in order to swing faster, he still lowered the blade.

His opponents are all kinds, tall, short, fat and thin, and they are all different, either rushing, or crawling, or winding around-not to mention that there are guys stumbling around in the **** water he has created.

In the chaotic battlefield, he must always pay attention to the most dangerous guys-purebreds with the ability to tear power armor.

He didn't want a certain purebred to escape his sword inadvertently, after all, they only needed such a small opportunity to cause serious damage.

Four of them have been injured now, as long as someone else is injured, or the moment he is injured, the alien will swarm like a swarm of rats in the tunnel.

Relying on their weight alone? The team may be finished.

"Who are they?"

Although there is no time to think about the current situation? But Armin risked a look at the mysterious man.

They had already handed over to the alien at close range, and the spears in their hands were flying? Throwing through the abominable body time and time again, causing bursts of pus to burst from the multi-legged monsters.

But their number is still too small, and it will not bring any turnaround in the situation.

An expressionless young man rushed towards Armin with a certain kind of syringe? He wanted to block it with a blow, but was caught by a corpse under his feet.

He instinctively swung the chain saw sword? Split the man's arm from the elbow into two? Then the golden syringe fell down with the broken limb, and the chemical inside immediately leaked out.

Although Almin was defensive, he took a puff of the poisonous vapor.

This is a deadly nerve gas, a little bit is enough to kill a person in a carriage? Even Astarte, who has a strong anti-drug ability, can't get out of his body after taking a single breath.

Arming suddenly felt dizzy, his limbs were soft, and his knees fell down involuntarily.

Fortunately, the corpse underground took most of the impact for him, causing him to just fall on a puddle of unpleasant things? Instead of hitting a rock.

However, the enemy has exposed him to flaws.

Almin has not had time to restore his balance? The screaming aliens swarmed up, pushing him to the fist, and a few stones that didn't know where to find him slammed at him.

He tried to cut a path with his sword? But those guys were crazy? They kept throwing on him--

Suddenly? Armin felt the pressure on his body weakened. The alien shape hanging on his body was either dead or injured. The cave was echoing with the clattering sound of the heavy explosive bullet gun and the sound of a smaller and clearer light bomb.

He struggled to stand up, brandished a power sword and cut a few corpses that tried to crush him, looking at their savior in surprise.

There were about a hundred people, and the leader was a strong man. He emerged from a ground cover suddenly lifted underground, and he kept on fire when he appeared—clothing like a miner.

"Hurry up, these people won't last long, the bomb prepared by the gene stealer will explode soon."

Saiweta finished speaking, turned around, walked to the huge life-sustaining capsule, and then slammed the halberd into the shell of the life-sustaining capsule in Soshyang's surprised gaze.

With the roar of the chain saw, sparks flew, and two life-saving capsules as high as Astarte were torn out a single-person-high fissure. Then Savita inserted his hands into the fissure and pulled forcefully to the left and right.

In the painful squeak of the metal, the shell of the life-sustaining capsule was torn apart, and a large amount of translucent liquid poured out from it, like broken amniotic fluid.

Soshyan cast his gaze into the life-sustaining cabin and saw a small black iron coffin suspended in the life-sustaining cabin by chains.

This looks weird.

Savita stretched out her hand and tore off the chains one by one, then took out the iron coffin, threw it behind her, and then fastened it to her shoulders and waist with iron cables.

"What a powerful psychic."

Suddenly, Saul sighed softly.

"Pure, bright... You protect her very well, she is not contaminated at all, it is indeed priceless."

"It seems that you have also become different from before."

Saivita stared at Saul meaningfully, then turned around and took out an object from the back of the life-sustaining capsule and hung it on her waist.

It was a bat-shaped dark blue helmet, with a face as pale as a skull, and scarlet wings on both sides-this may be the only part of the power armor he wore in the past.

"Let's go, this place will soon be submerged."

The three of them took their steps and quickly disappeared at the bottom of the dark temple.

"Wall?"

Armin cut open an alien throat with a sword, and let the blood spill on his chest, while shouting loudly:

"Wall, are you still alive!?"

Then, a fist appeared on Almin's left shoulder, shattering the face of a purebred who was trying to sneak attack.

"Still, sir!"

Squad member Wall yelled in his ear that his left wrist had been severed-from a sneak attack by a certain purebred, but he was still fighting with the other hand.

"This will not last long, we must try to retreat below, sir!"

A reasonable suggestion, Wall wanted to try his best before he died.

Although I don't know why the battle group leader disappeared for so long, it is clear that the opponent must have encountered something.

They can't win anymore, there are too many aliens, even those newly added reinforcements are gradually being eaten away-although every fallen person has exchanged his life for the enemy's high price.

And they, as Astarte, will make the enemy pay more.

He is proud of them, proud of their captain-this is how an Astarte is doomed to die ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he thinks so.

"It makes sense!"

Almin gasped.

"Retreat down, and then—"

Before he finished speaking, the air was torn apart by a huge explosion.

Almost 100 meters to his left, a huge cloud rose up, and the odd-shaped stumps and broken arms flew around.

After a while, another cloud turned up and threw a large piece of minced meat on their heads.

The explosion was much closer, and even the earth trembled.

When the smoke from the explosion had not dissipated, three figures rushed out.

"Team commander!"

Armin immediately recognized the silver-gray figure that was at the forefront and the long sword in his hand that was emitting a hot red light.

"The captain is back!!"