The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Thunder Eagle passed through the battlements low, the thrusters roared and hovered, and the flashing high temperature made the sky turbid like water.

Originally, these places should be heavily guarded. Any aircraft that reaches such a height will be ruthlessly greeted by various anti-aircraft guns and missiles.

But now, the huge prison is like a huge, gloomy cemetery. There is no light or movement. Only the black stones and stone walls wet by rain reflect the wake of the thunder eagle.

Then, Thunder Eagle's hatch slowly opened, and three giants appeared behind the hatch.

Steam came out of their armor, and all traces of rain evaporated.

"Sol, you and him to solve the big problem, I will go down and find someone, and I will find you later."

Saivita glanced at Soshyang with scarlet eyepieces, and the airflow swept the alien leather cloak on him, like bat wings spread in the dark.

"You go to the Prophet."

Soshyang didn't say anything, just nodded.

Later, Savita took a long pole object wrapped in oilcloth from Sol, which made Soshyang feel very familiar. He was about to ask, Savita had already jumped down and disappeared into the rain.

Then Saul patted Soshyang on the shoulder, indicating that he would ask if he had any questions later.

"...What are you doing."

Lei Ying continued to slide in the rainy night, and below, a **** battle had broken out.

Talos was the first to catch up with the Phoenix Lord, and the opponent immediately uttered the first paralyzing scream.

He raised the sword, intending to split the opponent with both hands.

In the last second before the sword fell, her spear turned to a perfect block, but Talos suddenly changed his move and kicked the opponent's mask violently.

Lord Phoenix slammed his head back to avoid the blow, but Talos still scratched her helmet with the toe of his shoes, causing her visor to rupture and the howling stopped.

Afterwards, Jan Zal, whose waist was folded at almost 90°, bounced from the ground in an elegant posture.

Talos fell heavily on the ground, but he couldn't help grinning when he saw her death mask separated by a cruel fault line.

"You don't know how satisfying that is."

The spirit race stared at him and responded in fragmented Gothic—the vocal hood on her helmet was broken, changing the tone of her language.

"Soul hunter."

Talos leaped up and confronted each other with swords, their weapons confronted each other.

"I'm tired of this name."

During the fight, he hit her with the hilt of his sword and broke the mask for the second time. For some reason, Lord Phoenix didn't dodge or hide this time by deliberately eating Talos.

Through the crack, Talos saw the alien eyes, the strange, squinted, and indifferent eyes.

Suddenly, Cyrion and Lucfors also rushed towards her from both sides. Lord Phoenix used a three-edged boomerang in one hand to block the chain saw sword of the former, and then when he jumped out of the warrior’s triangle and turned it over. When the latter's Lightning Claw missed the opportunity.

She suddenly shook when she landed. This was the first sign of inelegance in the actions of Lord Phoenix.

So someone immediately tried to seize this opportunity.

"kill!!!"

Lukovus is not a member of the first fierce claw, he lacks the will to unite so clearly in the other two brothers, but his brutality and ferocity are not inferior.

He aimed at her heart and rushed over, but didn't notice the other party's sneer.

Lukovus hit the target, but it was just a phantom.

From the moment he landed, Jan Zal set a trap, and her unbalanced movement was only to deceive the eyes of the Eighth Army soldiers.

In the next second, the phantom shattered, and the black spear also penetrated into the chest of the bird of prey, smashing his breastplate and knocking him to the ground.

When the Phoenix Lord stabs the raptor's abdomen with a spear, Cyrion rushes up.

She didn't rush and threw a three-bladed boomerang with the free hand.

Cyrion’s enhanced response was honed through centuries of fighting and years of training. In his lifetime, he has blocked solid warheads and avoided laser firepower without being affected by heat. His response Ability is like an army

Like all Astarte fighters in the regiment, they are far beyond the scope of human abilities and are almost supernatural.

Therefore, before the blade left the fingers of Lord Phoenix, he had already made an evasive action.

But it's still not enough, not even the connection is close.

Almost half a breath, the rotating blade pierced his chest, crunching when they bite the power armor

There was a squeak, and then the black flames pierced his armor.

After that, the dart returned to the Phoenix Lord's hands and was thrown again.

When it flashed in the air, Talos waved his power sword and split it in half.

The Phoenix Lord tried to pull her spear from Lukovus’ belly, but the Raptor grabbed the spear with its metal claws

Handle, stuck it in the body and the stone below.

The prophet rushed up after one heartbeat.

Lord Phoenix avoided Talos's three full-strength sword swings, jumping to avoid every heavy chop.

Although the speed was faster than human eyes could see, Talos still couldn't catch up with her.

And because of too much force, he almost lost his balance, staggering for a while before he replied.

Afterwards, Jan Zal, bare-handed, suddenly came close, tapped the soft plate of Talos' throat with his fingers, and crunched the chain on his body and slammed his temples—the pain was enough to kill one. people.

Talos felt dizzy, he staggered back and raised his sword to defend, struggling to pant.

In the next second, his head was slammed to the right by a slam he had never encountered before.

The sword flew out of his hand and was kicked again by a blood-stained combat boot, and then another kick on the broken eagle in front of his chest, throwing him back.

Talos almost fainted, and although his muscles were full of adrenaline, it did nothing.

He can't stop her, can't avoid her, he can't even see her.

"Serion--"

Talos wanted to call his brother, but a heavy object touched his head and interrupted him.

The pain formed a cobweb on his temple like white heat, and his vision shrank by half.

Before he had time to figure out whether one of his eyes was blind, the golden long sword smashed back, and it quickly slipped into his chest and stole all the breath, all the energy, all the thoughts. .

"She wanted to kill me with my own sword."

Realizing the absurdity of this approach, Talos laughed, and blood was splashed on the broken helmet.

When she drew the sword out, he thought she would throw it aside.

But on the contrary, she threw it on her knee and broke it.

The pain in his chest finally enveloped Talos' spine, and he fell and there was almost no possibility of standing up again.

"Like the prophecy said, the soul hunter should have fallen like this."

Lord Phoenix pulled off his helmet and stared down with those milky gray slanted eyes.

In a sense, if she is not so **** and inhuman, she is indeed a beautiful female.

One of her ears twitched in the rain, as if feeling a sound that only she could hear.

"Ha, isn't it."

Gritting his teeth, the prophet stood up again, took off his helmet, and felt the rain splash on his face.

The illusion finally became reality, very close, but not perfect.

He laughed and took a step closer to her, and despite the sharp pain in his chest, he bent down to pick up the broken sword.

"In my dream."

Talos gasped:

"You are still wearing a helmet."

She nodded, with a solemn and serious expression.

"In the dream of Prophet Usvi, they also saw the same thing...

Destiny is fluid, soul hunters, some visions are not allowed to pass, the Eighth Legion will no longer have prophets, it is better for you to die here than anything else. "

He put his hand on his cracked chest and felt at least one heart beating and painful.

Although he was short of breath, his extra organs had regained vitality and supported him through his final death.

Lord Phoenix stepped forward, passing by Lukovus on the ground, and drew her spear from his chest by the way. The Raptor could do nothing but twitch.

When she stood in front of him, with a black spear in her hand, prophecy and reality merged into one.

At this moment, this situation and situation are the same.

The Prophet and the female killer stood on the wall, holding the killer tightly in their hands.

The surrounding heavy rain was torrential and merged into a poignant flood that was muddy enough to blur the sight. When the rain jumped from the mouth of the gargoyle's treacherous smile, it even screamed at the stone, and then gushed along the side of the castle.

The only sound heard in the rain comes from those two figures--

One towering human warrior wore ragged armor with bursts of static crackling noises, and the other was the incarnation of a dead god. The ancient armor she wore was weathered by eternal scars.

"This is the burial place of your legion, isn't it?"

Her voice was modulated by the throat amplifier, and the weird hissing from the death mask on her shoulders was then melted into the cold blood rain.

"Prophet, please tell me your vision, I will remember it as much as possible."

The Prophet didn't answer, he vomited acid blood on the dark slate, gasping in pain.

The sword in his hand was already a broken sword, half of the blade was destroyed, and he didn't know where his gun was.

When he felt a sense of relief, a smirk flicked across his torn lips—he was always indulging in the sweetness of death, and losing the Legion’s sacred objects was not a sin?

"Talos."

Lord Phoenix was talking and laughing, he could faintly hear her voice.

"Don't be shy, humans and mortals are mortal."

The Prophet knelt on one knee, blood seeping through the cracks in his armor.

He tried to speak, but his chapped lips could only groan in pain. The only thing he could smell was his wounds and the smell of flesh and blood sticking to the metal.

The opponent got closer, she even dared to put the spear on the shoulder armor of the wounded warrior.

"Prophet, what I'm telling is all the truth, don't be ashamed at this moment, you have done a good job in order to get to this point."

Talos spit out blood again, and he struggled to say two words.

"Bitch."

Lord Phoenix looked down at him, her red and black hair had been messed up by the rain, clinging to her death mask, looking like a drowning woman screaming silently when she was cruelly drowned.

"I can't listen to many of the harsh things you said to me."

She said with some kind of mockery.

"You're talking about the first fierce claws, right? They are your brothers? You call the dead, and still expect them to reach out to you?"

Talos shook his body, then the blade fell from his hand, it was too heavy to hold it anymore.

He watched it lay on the black stone and showered in the pouring rain, with the same golden light as the day he captured it.

Talos slowly raised his head and faced the alien executioner in front of him.

The rain brought down the blood on his face, licked his lips, and stung his eyes. He didn't need to doubt whether she was still smiling, but he had seen it on her face.

Is that sympathy?

"Hahahahaha—"

Kneeling on the battlements, the Lord Midnight suddenly began to laugh wildly.

His laughter and the storm above his head were not loud enough to swallow the sound of the propeller burning~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A biplane metal beast with a dark blue shell, swooping down from the dark night sky, roaring and rushing in. Vision.

Lord Phoenix heard it too, but she didn't look back.

Talos was still smiling when the Thunder Eagle rode the hot fog in situ, and the dim light in its cockpit reflected the two figures inside-he didn't even have to guess who it would be.

And when its hatch slowly opened, a towering figure appeared in the flashing red warning light.

The heavy rain obscured the outline of the figure, and only the dazzling golden double-headed eagle was shining in the light, as if it had life, and was about to flutter out.

Talos laughed and closed his eyes, the soaring gray eagle appeared in his brain, but this time there was no headache or sleepiness.

"I saw this."

When he opened his eyes, he stared ironically at the shocked Phoenix Lord.

"do you have?"