The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 Under and around its body, the hard metal plate and body shattered and ruptured under the fierce fire.

The prey below 　　 seemed to have noticed their tracks and released a disgusting anger that blew its relatives to pieces.

After 　　, the hot bullet began to hit its skin, which reminded it of pain.

　　 Soshyang also raised his arm, took a second to restart the Stormblaster, and then its internal mechanism began to work.

　　In that moment, a blast of bombs shattered the group of weak creatures into pieces, but there was still a giant beast screaming through a row of bullets and rushing on the roof, shortening the distance between them.

　　 The warrior holding the heavy bomb remained still and pulled the trigger, feeling that the stabilizer on the armor was working to offset the recoil.

　　 The heavy bomb vibrated when it spit out a string of explosive bombs that exploded at a high speed, and each bomb hit the chitinous flesh from the exoskeleton of the creature.

　　 When the twelfth explosive bomb hit the spot, the giant beast fell from the ceiling and plunged into a group of boiling lower creatures below.

　　 Soshyan lowered his targets, then took aim at them.

　　The owner of the nest smelled his own blood, which somehow was more shocking than the pain of its ruptured and bleeding wound.

　　 The smell overwhelmed the wounds of its relatives and dimmed their power.

　　 The nest owner retracted its injured limbs and curled up next to its body.

　　 It misjudged its prey. This prey is very fierce and far more difficult than those encountered before. The timing is wrong now.

　　 The nest owner was too hungry to open his eyes and couldn't see the way, but the pain caused by this mistake was the most powerful reminder.

　　 It lost, so it must retreat, but the enemy will not let it do so easily, so it sends out a sharp thought pulse, summoning all the children to its side to protect itself.

　　 But for some reason, the psychic channel that had been passing in the past suddenly became blocked, and most of its heirs could not receive its signal!

　　 This made it fearful and began to run away desperately.

　　 "Pay attention to the back!"

　　 Loken shouted, he also joined the battle with his high-power laser gun, mainly to **** Dieterian.

　　 Endless gene stealers are pouring from the vents in all directions, rushing towards them.

　　 They are all standard individuals. The carapace is shining in dim light, and the body is splashed with oil and turbid liquid, and most importantly, there are a lot of them.

　　 The two Terminators greeted the front enemy side by side, and their powerful slashing slashed the aliens into the beasts behind, splashing blood and pus.

　　 The mixed air was suddenly filled with the smell of pus, so that Loken had to wear a face mask to breathe normally.

　　 Loken is responsible for protecting Dieterian, while the other Terminators are responsible for protecting Loken. The ground is now wet like a swamp, with alien bodies everywhere.

　　 The technical priest beat the drum in his heart, but he was also amazed by the power of the Terminators.

　　 That speed, that endless rage, and that precision.

　　 The chopped body fragments rolled and flew into the sky, but then the rows of aliens trampled and climbed past their dead bodies of the same kind.

　　 Loken has seen ants doing this kind of thing.

　　The native marching ants in their hometown were on the edge of a small stream, and the front ones drowned in water, so that those who followed could use their corpses as bridges, and the bridges were gradually extended.

　　 Ants can always cross the river successfully.

　　 Ants never remember their dead, they only use them.

　　 Another wave of aliens rushed from their right side, using their mouth organs to make a terrifying cry.

　　The Terminator walking on the right pulled out his broadsword and turned to face them. The explosive guns on their arms were basically out of ammunition, and the only thing left must be reserved for valuable targets.

　　 And Soshyang's sword directly hit a gene stealer's chest, almost piercing it, and then he threw the alien to the opposite side.

　　 The monster screamed and drew an arc in the air and then hit the wall, splashing dirty water when it landed.

　　 Soshyang then swung vigorously and chopped off the head of the other, and then chopped down in half from the middle of the third head.

　　 "Protect the primary goal!"

　　 Soshyang yelled, and then he started running forward.

　　 Loken is now completely retracted next to the workbench, only to get under the bench, because his head was almost cut off by a claw just now.

　　 The four Terminators surrounded him and separated him at four corners, while the alien ran along the two lines of attack.

　　 There is so much pus flying into the air that it smells like pus while wearing a respirator, and everyone is covered with spots of pus.

　　 The gene stealer slammed into the four corners of the defense line desperately, only death and dismemberment were rewarded.

　　 Loken suddenly remembered an old saying-ants often kill elephants.

　　 He realized that these creatures are similar to some kind of cooperating animals or insects. What gives them such selfless and almost mechanical endeavors?

　　Individuals are never important, only groups are meaningful—just look at the encyclopedia of biological sages and you can see thousands of examples of nature, about selfless cooperation, about irrational strategies, and absolutely guaranteed survival.

　　 But the gene stealer in the record is a highly intelligent creature, not a crawler with simple thinking. So what is it that shapes their duality?

　　 Loken's mind is now in chaos, and various academic theories are running around in his mind, but he can see the facts clearly—

　　 A huge beetle wearing heavy armor can easily kill a tiny ant, but no river has ever stopped the ant colony.

　　 Dietrian’s fingers become indistinguishable when they hit the keys, push the lever, and adjust the dial.

　　 The lock code obscures the information he wants. This is very complicated. Even if the crack key he designed himself works in the designer's program, it will force the instrument to adjust to a certain degree.

　　 This is not an unexpected development, but it has attracted attention, which annoys the skilled bishop. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

What's even more annoying is that the gun battle at fifty meters to his left is also a noisy stimulus, because the blaster is not a quiet weapon, and the nest owner, Ditrian, has never seen it with his own eyes. The alien species is enduring the process of being torn apart by explosive bullets and screaming constantly.

　　 Not to mention the brown crackling of the heavy explosive bomb and the guttural sound of the explosive gun shooting together to form a peculiar tapping sound.

　　 is almost...almost...

　　 Dietrian made a whine of machine code processing from his vocabulary, which sounds like a faint and monotonous pulse to anyone who has not received this unique language comprehension training.

　　 But this is the closest he has come to cheering in years.

　　 Fifteen of the sixteen independent memory tablets have slipped from the main meditator’s data socket, each of which is the size and shape of a human palm.

　　 contains the extremely precious data and blueprints of the Abyss-class battleship, each piece is invaluable.

　　 Although he doesn't know how the Alpha Legion got such blueprints that have been theoretically destroyed, they are now about to fall into his own hands—although it is only temporary, it is enough to make Dieterian excited.

　　 almost done, almost done!

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