The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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　　 Astarte, created by the emperor’s mysterious genetic technology, as the strong shield of human civilization, needs to face the most powerful enemy.

　　 But at the same time, they are also the creators of fear.

　　 Ordinary people cannot face such an existence. When the blast bomb hits and the blade falls, the mortal will be dumbfounded by fear.

　　 It is this fear and the supreme martial arts that make Astarte an unparalleled force in the human empire.

　　 Facing the anger of a giant, these astral armies should become lambs to be slaughtered, but the mysterious existence imposed

　　 Some pressure forces them to fight without fear.

　　 They rushed to the angel in the terminator armor with a mob of ferocity, kicked and kicked the greaves, and stabbed each other with bayonets blunt like a group of crazy wasps.

　　 And Soshyang’s sword kept slashing downwards.

　　 But the soldier under the blade showed unexpected, almost inhuman agility, and tried to dodge aside.

　　 If he was one second faster, Soshyang’s sword might have failed.

　　 In the end, the Sacred Yan sword was still cut from his shoulder, splitting the whole person into two instantly. But immediately more rushed up and stabbed the angel's groin with a bayonet.

　　 Soshyang blocked the barrel of the laser gun with his knee and turned it away when the soldier emptied his battery. Then the laser hit the soldier on his left.

　　 The angel reversed the blade and pierced the back of the man's neck vertically.

　　 At the same time, the wall of the dormitory trembles suddenly, and something hits the wall from the other side.

　　 These soldiers did not turn around, and Soshyang ignored them.

　　 "Shoot again!"

　　 exclaimed the body that used to be Arthur.

　　 The soldiers standing behind fired a volley,

　　 didn't hurt Soshyang, but fell a group of his own people-instead of being angry, the existence gave out malicious laughter.

　　 It seems to be happy to see everyone fighting each other.

　　 This made Soshyang even more angry.

　　 The people who rushed ahead did not try to save themselves, even when the violent light beam shattered them, they still rushed towards Soshyang.

The beam that can effectively shoot through the bulletproof carapace and burn the flesh of mortals bounces harmlessly from the Terminator armor. Even the laser light that brushes his eyebrows only wrinkles his skin and leaves red scratches. Superman's physiological machine can also quickly clear it.

　　 Afterwards, Soshyang got rid of the dead person who was brainlessly stacked on his legs, and rushed to the culprit. At the same time, Yarek behind him also found the bunker-the turned over iron cabinet, and hid behind and kept shooting.

　　 He maintains a perfect balance when running at small steps, and when someone tries to stop him, he raises the blade and then cuts it off.

　　 In the blink of an eye, he knocked down thirteen people. Although some people were not cut, their uniforms were on fire because of the high temperature of the Holy Flame Sword, and they could only run and scream. "Good kill, Commander Soshyang."

　　 The existence let out a weird laugh, pulled out a blasting pistol from the corpse of an officer on the side, aimed and fired.

Soshyang danced his sword and cut off the first round of two bullets out of thin air. One of the fragments bounced on the wall and exploded a ball, while the other bounced back, cut through the shoulder of a hapless guy, and killed it. he.

　　 Seeing Soshyang approaching, some soldiers drew out their sabers, but their speed was really slow in Soshyang's eyes, and most of them would be beheaded before the blade was unsheathed.

　　 The only exception is Arthur, who can move far faster than ordinary people, and can accurately aim at high speeds.

　　The bullets hit Soshyang’s breastplate in vain, and some of them flew towards his head, but were changed by the deflection of the iron halo and hit all around.

　　 If he continues to move like this, Soshyang will probably never catch him.

　　 "Grenade!"

　　 With a roar, Yarik threw a second grenade. This grenade blocked Arthur's path, and he could only stop and crush it with psychic energy.

　　 This gave Soshyang the only chance.

　　 He strode forward, grabbed a tattered iron bed frame, and slammed it out, hitting Arthur's raised hand aside.

　　 The soldier's bones and shoulders broke one after another, and the large diameter of that force twisted his useless arm out of his arm socket.

　　 In the next second, this body hovered in the air. After that, his face slammed against the wall and the whole person stopped-the power was enough to crush his head.

　　 Incredibly, this mortal who was once vulnerable to you stood up again.

　　 With a weird smile on his face, he stretched his hand to his head and twisted his neck back into place.

　　 "The power of physical weapons is really limited."

After 　　 blew the whistle frivolously, he made a gesture, and an unstoppable force pulled Soshyang's arm to his side, as if wrapping him in an invisible chain.

　　 Soshyang felt the cold gray marrow in his blood vessels boil, but he still couldn't break free, and the Terminator's server was screaming frantically.

　　 Then, Arthur raised his hand and lifted Soshyang into the air.

　　 His shadow seemed to be showing brutal malice, scratching and slapping his unarmored face.

"Do you agree?"

　　 Soshyang tensed his body, the gray veins covered his face more than ever before, and finally fixed his face into a metal mask full of bumps.

　　 If you look closely, you will find that the ups and downs on the mask are actually a mysterious symbol.

　　 When his face was completely metalized, Soshyang's world changed. He saw something different-flickering thin lines flickering around his body.

　　 The lines of the non-material world rubbed, pulling his limbs and armor.

　　 "Wow, what an accident."

　　 As the closest existence to Soshyang, that thing discovered the abnormality in him for the first time.

　　 "The gift of the original thing has turned you into an inhuman, right, Commander Soshyang."

　　 With a gesture of contempt, the existence threw Soshyang out.

　　 "Foul! You must pay for what you do today!"

Soshyang flew out, the invisible shackles still glowing around his torso, but when he roared, an invisible wave swept through him ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ the whole life in the fortress of the Ministry of Justice At this moment, the soul shuddered involuntarily.

　　In an instant, the evil force disappeared, and all the people controlled before collapsed to the ground like broken puppets.

　　 Soshyang landed heavily on both legs, and stepped back a few steps to stabilize his body.

　　 "Disgusting soulless bastard!"

　　 The existence also roared, and the mortar on the ceiling above Soshyang began to disintegrate.

　　 Suddenly, a suddenly loose stone slab fell, and Soshyang raised his left arm and directly smashed the half-person-high stone slab with his fist.

　　 Arthur grinned, his face flabby from the previous blow.

　　 "I will have more slaves, maybe you star warriors are too narrow-minded to use it for us,

　　 But there are still thousands of people in this world who are ready to die to embrace the truth of the galaxy. "

　　 "Foul, I already know your secret, you won't be rampant for long."

　　 Hearing these words, Arthur's arrogant face became slightly loose.

　　 "I hope you will be as proud as you are now."

　　 After that, Soshyang raised his arm and fired.

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