The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 The demons knew this, and when they realized the doom they were about to encounter, they seemed so distraught.

　　 Soshyang raised his halberd in both hands. He roared and knocked down the demon in front of him. Then he chopped the opponent from the skull to the pelvis, and the devil's body that had been chopped in half fell to both sides.

　　 Then he stepped forward and reunited with the priest, where the demon no longer existed.

　　 The two fighters didn't need words, they just nodded to each other.

　　 "Then, let's finish this thing!"

　　 Rogris's torch is still hissing.

"of course."

　　 Soshyan replied, and then he moved on, hoping to end the battle.

　　 The demons have split into two, and the more part pounced on him.

　　 This fierce fight is just a delay, they are doing everything possible to stop the astral knights from advancing, and the smaller part is trying to defeat Falzad's team.

　　 horrible and horrible music sounded when the demons were fighting, and the voices around Falzad were louder. Obviously they knew who was easier to defeat.

　　As Falzad marched hard, the demon curse kept growing in his mind.

　　 This endless anger is not meaningless.

　　 On the contrary, if Soshyan attracted them because of threats, then Farzad was tempting the demons through his own existence. There was only one explanation.

　　 His pride is a shortcoming, and the demons want to overcome this shortcoming.

　　 "Dodge a little bit!."

　　 The technical sergeant yelled at Farzad, and then lifted the torch.

　　 In the next second, a dazzling tongue of fire flashed out of everyone's heads, and those abominations immediately turned into tumbling flames.

　　 The demons did not stop their attacks, but their attacks became more crazy and blind.

"Ler me get through."

　　 Soshyan ordered, and then his soldiers separated from the left and right, still firing at the enemy.

　　 The chainsaw that had been roaring for a long time was still spinning, and Soshyang plunged into the flames, relying on the terminator's powerful protective ability to resist the influence of the flame.

　　 Asia space trembled around him, like a beast pounced on its heart.

　　 The demons screamed and tried to stop him, but Soshyan had rushed out of their encirclement, under the cover of a blazing fire.

　　The burning wreckage hung on his armor, and he left the demon remnants behind him and let his brothers go and bear them.

　　 Falzad was besieged for a long time, his breathing was heavy and fast.

　　 Soshyang hit the demons from the right side, then took a demon aside with one punch, and shattered its tongs.

　　 Then he waved a halberd at another demon, breaking its spine and burning its flesh, leaving only a pool of pus on the deck.

　　 "Team commander! Don't worry about me!"

　　 Falzad slashed down another demon to the right like lightning, and his helmet roared like an explosion. It was a cry of victory and exhaustion.

　　 He is a warrior who burst out with new energy and rekindled his enthusiasm when he was about to collapse.

　　 "I am the emperor's loyal guardian!"

　　While cutting a demon's jaw in two, Soshyang shouted out the new battle cry he had conceived for a long time, in order to fierce his soldiers.

　　 "I am the sharp edge of the Holy Empire!"

　　 Falzad responded loudly. Although his voice was hoarse, it was getting stronger and stronger.

　　 "I am a walker named death!"

　　 "I am the immortal heart of the dead sun!"

　　 "Fire and glory!"

　　 "We are all one!"

　　 When they finished the battle cry, the demons were wiped out.

　　 The floor of the hall was splashed with thick mud. When they lost their shape, the demon's stumps merged with each other.

　　 But the dissipated monsters emit a stench.

　　 Soshyang's eyes scanned the walls of the corridor, and the subspace was still surging continuously, drawing silk lines.

　　 This ship is as filthy as before—the flying Taran could not be redeemed, but the energy behind the corruption has weakened.

　　 This ship is no longer a trap like it used to be, it is now more like a decomposed corpse.

　　 "Is there any other attacks possible?"

　　 Pastor stepped forward and asked, his voice looked tired.

　　 "It should be gone."

　　 Soshyang replied that the flow of subspace is no longer restless, and the fog seems to have become thinner.

　　 This also confirmed his earlier conjecture.

　　 "The source of the corruption is no longer on the ship. These demons are just traces left by it, and the true power has disappeared."

　　 "Then we must find it, and then destroy it."

　　Falzad kept leaning on his battle axe, and after speaking, he straightened up and strode forward.

　　 They found the captain's room a hundred feet away from the bridge.

　　 The door was open, and the house was in ruins. The remains of tables, chairs, shelves and cabinets were scattered on the floor, and some tattered tapestries hung on the walls, like patches of skin.

　　 In the center of the house, an altar was overturned and shattered. Large stones were scattered in front of the shattered altar like solidified blood.

　　 When they searched carefully, they found an indescribable thing curled up in the ruins.

　　 The rags that were originally uniforms were glued to its limbs. These things indicate that the demons came from this shell.

The height of this demon is twice that of ordinary people. Many of its limbs are covered with gray dirt on forgotten tombstones. The ends of the limbs are the result of semi-formed pliers and claws. One of them simply becomes A half-meter long bone spur.

　　 Its head is a deformed skull covered with terrible fleshy horns, which looks like an object fabricated in ooze.

　　 When the astral knights broke in, it was kneeling there, but when it saw the enemy, it wanted to stand up.

　　 But it failed, and instead tried to kneel on the ground and move forward.

　　 Its joints made a crisp sound, its chin cracked with frustrated hatred, and the hissing wind leaked from its throat~www.wuxiaspot.com~ as if only one breath remained.

　　 Soshyang hit it with a bomb.

　　 The bomb exploded in its chest, and the thing was staring at the big hole in its chest with its mouth open, and the wall in the distance could be seen through the hole.

　　 The demon then screamed, using two long notes to form the beginning of an evil song.

　　 But before it reached the third one, it quieted down.

　　 The demon's material body collapsed and turned into a crumpled shell, and soon there were only dry fragments like insect corpses left.

　　 "A sad enemy."

　　 The pastor looked at the wreckage on the ground. He sounded disappointed, as if this could not constitute an enemy.

　　 "It's weakened, no, it should be a squeezed residue."

　　 Soshyang perceives the subspace surging here, it is like the sea at low tide.

　　 "...but it should have been very powerful."

　　 "This thing must put too much energy into its dirty art."

　　 Falzad sniffed, and he scanned the wreck of the demon that corrupted the entire ship.

　　 But Soshyan just shook his head in response to this statement.

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