The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 In order to return to the landing platform as soon as possible, Soshyang did not choose the way he came, but decided to take a shortcut.

　　 Although he doesn't know the structure of this cruiser very well, the overall design of the Imperial warship will not deteriorate too much. It must be the fastest to enter the landing platform from the fuel depot.

　　 They wrestled with the monsters that seemed to be real, and rushed to the nearest fuel pump room.

　　Because the formation is relatively compact, in order to prevent accidental injury, the space fighters can only take a rhythmic point shooting.

　　 In the process of moving, the tactical lights on their helmets constantly cut through the darkness and hit the steel vent pipes and vent covers above their heads.

　　 While fighting, Soshyang noticed that the place looked orderly and shiny, as if it had been carefully maintained.

　　 The huge pistons on the wall are used to circulate the air on the various decks, but they are very quiet now and they are not working.

　　 "Go forward! Pay attention to the back and sides! Cross cover!"

　　 He shouted, while continuing to go deeper.

Soshyang seemed to hear some strange noise in the helmet just now, like a moan of pain and a whisper of chanting. It came from a room on the right a hundred meters in front of him, but when he passed by When I found it was empty inside.

　　 There is no trace of anyone, no sign of life.

The 　　 team quickly broke through the monsters' barriers and entered the hall of the fuel pump room.

　　 Soshyang kept manually switching the communication frequency on the helmet between the battles, but there was nothing but the hissing of static electricity.

　　 He felt that there was something there, although it was incomprehensible, but it was shrouded in that piece of metal.

　　 Suddenly, a yell behind him attracted Soshyang’s attention. It was the roar of a flamethrower.

　　 A recruit used a flamethrower to burn everywhere, roaring, spraying promethium everywhere, igniting the walls and pistons.

　　 "Be careful! There may be fuel left here!"

　　 Although he said so, Soshyan also noticed that the flame caused some trouble to the creatures, but it would not last long.

　　 They used the original angry scream to hit the warehouse wall one after another, tearing the fragile ventilation system to pieces.

　　 At this time, a larger existence loomed from the ceiling.

　　 This beast is an uncertain, vague, nightmare existence, which can be transformed randomly between reality and imaginary, like an emotion rather than a physical form.

　　 At first glance, the impression is that the limbs are slender, full of tentacles, and heavy claws, but there is no natural creature corresponding to it, and nothing can be compared with it.

　　 Explosive shells pass through it, just like passing directly through the air.

　　 But it can be touched, it can lift a star warrior, and it can even kill him.

　　 More importantly, it seems to have a sense of intelligence. At the very beginning, it noticed the dangerous existence of Soshyan, so it appeared above the team and aimed at Armin at the back of the palace.

The captain 　　 counterattacked the opponent firmly with a chain saw sword.

　　 When he cut through the ghost, the whirring jagged teeth on the blade went straight through, just biting the air uselessly.

"what!?"

　　 Then, the creature caught Armin, as if it was taking food from the enthusiasm of the soldiers and taking special pleasure from shredded armor.

　　 Its sharp claws pierced Almin’s chest like a paper shell.

　　 Air poured in from the broken armor, liquid sealant dripped from the broken armor plate, and Almin snorted in pain.

　　 Then, the warrior holding the flamethrower turned the gun at the huge beast, and then he roared, hoping that Armin’s power armor would be enough to temporarily block the heat.

　　 He has practiced this close-range flame spray technique many times. After adjusting the spray mode from fan to linear, the soldier pulled the trigger.

　　 The orange-yellow line of fire whizzed past, passing through this ethereal beast, waving through the thick fog like a hand.

　　 Before he fired again, this thing made a terrible scream, enough to penetrate the whole body, even in the heart and intestines, not just through the ears and brain.

　　 Before the second line of fire arrived, the thing had begun to dissipate, leaving only a group of angry soldiers and the echo of the chain saw sword falling on the ground.

　　 "Damn--!"

　　 Almin, covered in blood, got up from the ground, and the technical sergeant immediately repaired his power armor to prevent the vacuum from causing secondary damage to him.

　　 At this time, Armin saw something and immediately shouted at the fighter using the flamethrower:

"Behind you!"

　　 The soldier turned around, and in the next second, he felt something pierce his chest.

　　 He lowered his head, feeling dizzy, and saw his own power armor pierced by a vanity claw, but it couldn't go deeper because a hot long sword cut it off.

　　 The soldier felt very cold, as if he had been thrown into space. He could still hear the monster's roar, but his voice changed, completely turning into a painful wailing.

　　 Soshyang swallowed the cold blood in his throat, holding the hilt in both hands, like an industrious lumberjack, slashing and slashing on the huge beast.

　　 It wanted to retreat, but the soul black hole trapped him within ten meters of Soshyan like a suction.

Flashing left and right, unable to avoid it, it rushed towards the opponent, trying to fight hard~www.wuxiaspot.com~ However, the Sacred Yan sword penetrated its head in the next second, hitting its essence. Got to be shattered.

　　 This time, it really dissipated and turned into a bunch of unconscious emotional fragments.

"Uh--!"

　　 Suo Shiyang, who had wiped out a powerful enemy, suddenly weakened his legs, and he didn't kneel when he put his sword on the ground, but he could no longer suppress the chill in his throat.

　　 A cloud of dark red liquid spurted from the grille of his helmet, and the moment it fell on the ground, it turned into a bunch of frozen blood beads.

　　 "Sir!"

　　Almin saw this and immediately stepped forward to help Soshyang up.

　　 "It's okay, speed up!"

　　 Although a big one was eliminated, the small ones still chased them. Soshyang held his last breath and ran so hard that he had already felt the chill spread to the back of his head.

　　 drag on, even if he doesn't freeze to death, he will pass out.

　　 "Sir! Too much ahead!"

　　 The warrior holding the flamethrower chose to take the lead in the front of the team this time. The blood kept slipping from his power armor, but he was still fighting.

　　 However, there is not much promethium in the flamethrower.

　　 "Here!"

　　 Soshyang glanced at the environment and found that there was no monster in a passage, so he led the team to move forward.

　　 It stands to reason that they will not be too far away from the landing platform. The key is to find the exit of the fuel pump room.

"Ok?"

　　 Suddenly, Soshyang stopped, and the others looked at him suspiciously.

　　 But at this time, what Soshyang was staring at was the ornithology on his arm. If the above feedback was correct, the life signal had already overlapped with them.

　　 In other words, something is already close to them.