The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 When Cattiro was saved, Ustad also happened to kill his demon opponent.

　　The rage guided his blade, he used a long sword to pierce the head of the four-legged beast, and cut off the right half.

　　Ustad could feel his body fluids boiling like a steam oven.

　　 Since the start of the battle, he has suffered 18 injuries, including a whip pierced through the muscle of his right thigh, a bone fracture in the forearm, and a broken little finger. The others have suffered from falls, cuts and severe concussive bruises.

　　His metabolism has greatly increased, trying to make up for the fight, trying to suppress or delay pain, trying to maintain peak physical performance, and trying to accelerate healing and repair.

　　 Energy consumption has increased his body temperature by several degrees, and his body is rapidly burning the body's fat reserves.

　　Ustad knew that he would soon need hydrolysate and additional analgesics to maintain a good combat state.

　　 Suddenly, two demons rushed out of the gap in the door, knocking him to the ground.

　　Exhausted, he felt a heavy burden on his body for a while.

　　 He can't stand up anymore.

　　 When he was attracted by external things, his temperature at the top began to drop rapidly.

　　In a short time, the whole world turned into a slow stop motion animation in Ustad's eyes.

　　 Those Astral Army who are still fighting, the demons who are tearing them apart, the Sky Eagle emblem on the broken gate, everything is like this--

"what……"

　　 Squeezing the last breath of heat from his chest, Ustad slowly, like a puppet, stood up again.

　　 The two demons who were about to pinch him suddenly became slow and weak as if sinking into a quagmire.

　　 There was an unnatural howl in their mouths, but there was only pain in it.

　　 The power sword fell with a screaming arc.

　　Ustad stared at it, which was more like a living creature with its own anger than a weapon in his hand.

　　 He watched it fall, and his genetically strengthened brain expanded in a few seconds.

　　 He watched it touch the point of impact, the thin edge of the molecule cut into the twisted flesh, and sparks burst out at the moment the power of the subspace was torn apart.

　　 Jian Feng penetrates into flesh and blood, cutting and burning calmly and quickly.

　　 A smell of meat, burnt meat, rushed into his nostrils.

　　 The sound of the enemy is not a scream, it is more like a moan or a futile cry.

　　 The filthy blood gushes out, like wine gushing out of a broken tank, from flowing out to spurting and shooting, these viscous liquids gathered into a pool at his feet.

　　 The demon broke apart in an instant, and his upper left shoulder, arm, and half of his chest were all split apart.

　　 The opponent was gone, Ustad continued to move forward, and by the way, he used the giant boots made of fine porcelain to crush the enemy's skull.

　　 He has only one thought left-there are more enemies who have not yet died.

　　Countless enemies used their dirty tongues to scream dark hymns to the chaos, but he will kill them today and use their remains to infiltrate the land of this insignificant world.

　　 He rushed into the enemy crowd crowded in the gap of the gate like a bomb.

　　 While running, the deformed heads exploded into a pink-purple blood mist, and the slender limbs turned into sticky mud.

　　 Not a single point of killing power is wasted.

　　 Ustad has taken off his helmet, but not for any reason.

　　His face is frosty, and the gray veins are like the roots of some kind of plant, covering his neck and face.

　　 The power sword smoked from the blood that had just been stained, and the hot steam dissipated into the cold air from above it.

　　 He fell into a rage, like radiation, making the demons feel like a cold **** around him.

　　When it goes deeper, the anger becomes as dark as a void, as if to absorb everything.

　　 Suddenly, a bright beam of light rushed out of the heretical front. This was a close-range shot of a laser cannon.

　　 Ustad flinched, his eyelids quickly closed to protect his eyes from the dazzling beam of light.

　　 A tenth of a second later, when he looked at the object again, a large pit was ablated in a place less than half a meter away.

　　 "I am the emperor's blade!"

　　 Enraged by the attack, Ustad shouted the name of the Holy Emperor and rushed into the enemy line. His speed was incredible at this moment.

　　 His sword turned into a bright flashing trajectory, and death followed immediately, and the tide of demons were rushed into an army for a time.

　　The enemy manipulating the laser cannon was scared to death by the angel's thunderous roar. Even the hypnosis of the evil demon could not cover the voice of anger and vengeance.

　　 But when the cultist just turned and took a step, the hot sword pierced his breastbone, exploding a mess of crimson liquid from the spine.

　　 They pulled closer and fell into a cruel embrace.

　　 Taking advantage of the chance that the traitor was still alive, Ustad did not hesitate to tear open the cultist's throat with his free hand.

　　噗嗤——

　　 Blood spurted from the destroyed body of the heresy like spring water, splashed on Ustad's face, staining his vision red.

　　 The warm liquid touched his cold face, and he suddenly realized that he was so cold.

　　 An unprecedented bitter cold, completely embracing him in his arms.

　　 Unable to support Ustad suddenly fell to his knees, and a string of condensed, chilly blood gushing out of his mouth.

　　 When he raised his head, he dimly saw that a Chimera was aiming at him with its dual heavy bomb a hundred meters away.

　　 He glanced at the sky again.

　　 Why didn't the support arrive?

　　Why——

　　 At this time, Chimera, who was about to shoot at Ustad, suddenly started a powerful engine, sprayed a cloud of black exhaust gas, and began to reverse quickly.

　　Ustad could hear the sound of the tracks, the huge body trembled, the main turret began to turn to the left, and the double heavy bombs gradually lifted.

　　 The rebels gathered around hurriedly dispersed to avoid being crushed to death by the urgent displacement of the tank.

　　What is it doing?

　　 At this time, there was a scream in the sky.

　　 Something seems to be falling.

　　 A violent impact came from the Chimera’s muzzle~www.wuxiaspot.com~, shaking up a large amount of dust around, the explosive bomb burrowed into the dense fog, leaving a spiral track that slowly dissipated. There is no way to confirm that it hit anything.

　　 In the next second, an explosion followed, swift and bright, hot and violent, and the outline of the twisted Chimera suddenly disappeared.

　　 Ustad's eyes widened.

　　 He saw it.

In the smoke and flames, a huge chain saw halberd was inserted diagonally into the burning metal ruins, like a crooked tombstone, and at its end, a helmet was tied with a chain, and a pale skull with blood-colored bat wings .

　　 There seemed to be lightning embedded in the hollow eyes, staring at the battlefield shiningly in the firelight.

"this is--"

　　 Ustad wanted to say something, but something blocked his throat.

　　 Then he heard the roar, the roar of the engine, coming from overhead.

　　 He looked up and saw that it was a Storm Crow gunboat with a silver-gray paint.

　　 More importantly, the hatch of the gunboat’s weapon operator’s operating compartment has been opened, and a figure without a helmet clings to the edge of the gunboat, holding the gun barrel on one side tightly with one hand.

　　 After reaching the sky above the destroyed Chimera, the figure let go and jumped down from a height of 100 meters!

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