The Emperor’s Angel of Death

As Piceno slowly raised his head and looked up, the memory of that not long ago quickly passed through his mind, causing his dull nerves to tremble.

After getting up, he slowly scanned the giant in front of him, from the ankle to the knee, from the knee to the groin, to the pipeline and breastplate, until the head was hidden in the shadow and could not be seen.

What worries him most is that the opponent's shoulder armor is covered with a wet face, and the green on it shows that it once belonged to a certain green skin, and looking at the criss-crossing scars, it should still be a battle-tested person. The big guy...

When Piceno slowly saw the opponent's head, he wished he hadn't witnessed all this.

When Green Skin looked up at the star warrior, the star warrior also stared at Piceno. The giant was wearing a round helmet with brass reliefs on both sides, and a white skull on the front. Connected to the breathing line.

In the fire, the silver-gray armor exuded a weird luster, and the eyepiece in the center of the helmet shone red, like charcoal fire in the dark, full of hatred and cruelty.

Piceno's hands began to tremble, and he tried to pull out the pistol from his waist, but his hands trembled so badly that the weapon fell to the ground as soon as it was out of its sheath.

"you you--"

In the boundless sense of oppression, he stepped back in despair, but behind him was the edge of the ruins.

The mechanic knew that he was trapped. He had a chance only by jumping from the gap in the railing on the side—it was nearly ten meters above the ground.

But even if he jumped downstairs, his chance of survival was higher than that of staying with this monster here—instinct told him that even if he fell to death, it would be a quick and painless process, much better than being tortured to death by the guy in front of him.

The giant stretched out his hand to catch him, but Piceno looked extremely agile and jumped down before the star warrior could catch him.

"Hmm ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The mechanic watched the road on the street getting closer and closer to him, and the memories of the past appeared in his mind like a marquee-not dying in the hands of this monster made him feel a little sense of accomplishment.

The impact of jumping from a five-storey height position will be fatal and short-lived. For a green skin, this does not completely mean death. He has a high probability of surviving and then fleeing immediately.

Piceno comforted himself like this before descending, he might not die.

But he didn't notice that the other party had disappeared in place before he jumped off the building.

So where is that star warrior?

He stood at the bottom of the building, waiting for the mechanic to land, like a child preparing to catch a toy thrown from a height.

A few seconds later, he grabbed the arm of the falling mechanic and raised him to his face.

Inside his helmet, Lord Midnight's mouth cracked with a big smile.

"Do not!"

Piceno shouted desperately and tried to struggle, but it made no sense.

"You are not dead yet."

The Star Warrior paused.

"not yet……"

His voice was full of hunger and craziness, and his next actions were even worse than his words.

"Talos, come back and gather immediately after completely destroying the target."

Soshyan said in the communication:

"We don't have so much time to waste here, besides, throw away the green skin that you killed that day on your shoulder armor! I don't want to invite judges or other troubles!"

At this moment, an enemy appeared from the burning ruins. It was a big beast, as tall as an interstellar warrior, and it was easy to spot.

In the gale, it wore ragged armor, exposed its strong green muscles, and roared provocatively.

"The communication is over."

Soshyan roared, raised the Stormblaster, and hit the beast in the face with one shot.

The green-skinned head exploded like a sprayer.

Behind it, its men roared, and Soshyan had already launched a charge.

A few rough bullets bounced off his armor, only rubbing a few flashes, and then he rushed into the pile of green leather, the holy flame sword began to roar-Burning sky as a legion holy artifact is not suitable for often appearing in On the battlefield.

With one sword, he took off a green skin with his head and shoulders. The second sword cut off an axe made of scrap iron along with the arm holding the axe.

An orc raised his axe and slammed on his shoulder armor, and shot down some fragments on the ceramic steel armor. In return, he opened the guy with a sword and looked at the alien internal organs with a satisfied growl. The ground sprayed all over.

At this time, other combat brethren also joined the battle, the explosive gun sounded like thunder, and the muzzle of the weapon flashed with dazzling glare, illuminating the surroundings.

Soon after, the ground was full of corpses and rotten flesh, and the puddles of alien blood quickly boiled under the high temperature.

"Good, good, got it."

Talos, with a **** face on his waist, activated his jumping backpack and jumped out of the gantry.

As he drew across the sky, Mars passed by his side, and the automatic senses superimposed his vision with the flight trajectory and the wireframe mapping of the bridge structure.

After a while, he walked through the fierce battlefield, and the gale tried to push him off the path before his boots touched another support pole.

He stood on a protruding cylindrical incense burner under the bridge, ignored the roaring wind around him, calmly calculated the data of his next jump, and then activated the spout of his jumping backpack again.

As he was flying in the air, he heard the noise in the communication channel.

Soshyang is fighting another wave of greenskins. This should be the last wave of greenskins. What he has to do now is to completely destroy the arsenal of greenskins-most of the things in it are not available to humans, but protect Greenskins are not allowed to come back to use them after they leave.

Talos leaped down from a height, circled the concrete bridge deck, and entered the shadows.

There, huge gantry, beams and cables criss-cross, supporting the warehouse of this factory.

He gently landed on a long and wide beam, stopped, looking for the perfect place to place the ion bomb.

Because there are shadows all around, Talos can only see part of his vision at the moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~The automatic senses on his helmet are now his eyes.

boom!

Suddenly, Talos' thinking was interrupted by a bullet shot from the beam on his left.

Then another bullet grazed from the side of his helmet, and then a shower of bullets surrounded him.

Following the instinctive reaction brought by the training, Talos activated his jumping backpack to make a twisted evasive jump to avoid danger.

He leaped into a bunker composed of two beams, then directly shut off the engine and fell like a rock.

He dropped a few meters and grabbed the edge of a platform below as he passed by.

Now he dived into the shadows again, waiting, his two hearts beating steadily.

More gunfire sounded, but eventually disappeared, because his enemies could no longer find him...

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