Chapter 107: Forging the Heart (Part 1)
“Kill him?”
Hao Mo took a step back, a little unbelievable.
"You are going to become a Septon Astartes, aren't you?"
Soshyan's voice was as cold as a piece of iron.
Both of them were hesitating, but Hao Mo obviously couldn't make a move. He took a step forward and protested:
"It shouldn't be like this! I have never heard of such a thing!"
But what he didn't expect was that when he left his back to his good brother, the other party suddenly took action.
"Brother, I'm sorry."
Wayou whispered, then rushed over and took out a short knife wrapped in a cloth from his sleeve.
His movements were quite fast, completely inconsistent with his previous silly appearance, and even his voice was very soft when he ran.
This knife went directly to the back of Hao Mo's head.
But he still underestimated the skill of his big brother.
"Fayou!?"
At the critical moment, Hao Mo turned around like lightning to avoid the blow.
The short knife was smashed in front of his face, the wind blew into his face, and he felt that his nose was cut open.
The warm liquid dripped to his lips.
Missing the first blow, Vayu howled and stabbed again, heading straight for his good friend's chest.
In anger, Hao Mo also drew out the serrated dagger on his waist and knocked the opponent away.
The two weapons struck together and made a crisp sound.
Then they circled around each other like dancers, hunched over and growling like competing wild dogs.
The next second, they were fighting together again, and the short knives kept tapping
in response to their footsteps.
Soon, Haomo's knife scratched Vayu's right thigh, but the other party suppressed a cry and instead smashed his knife against Haomo's forehead.
Haoma ducked sideways, but still received a blow on his shoulder. Fortunately, the blow was not very heavy, and it only made half of his body red. .
Then, he took a few steps back and raised his weapon in time to block another blow from Vayu.
Vayu gasped and took two steps back. He had consumed too much energy in a short period of time. Although the injury on his thigh was not fatal, it would accelerate the loss of physical strength.
Out of understanding of his elder brother, he knew that he must use his strength advantage to defeat Haoma as soon as possible, otherwise failure and death would be waiting for him.
But the only thing he didn't know was that in Soshiyang's eyes, he had already lost from the moment his initial sneak attack failed.
Hauma is undoubtedly a better warrior.
Regardless of the maintenance of physical strength and the rhythm of the attack, he is far stronger than Vayou. If it were not for his mercy, Vayou would have been killed by the knife.
But now, Haoma's kindness has gradually worn away.
During the fight, Vayu's flaws were getting bigger and bigger.
Haoma saw an opportunity and seized it firmly, stabbing out the short knife with a strong thrust, then turned back to the right and slashed Vayu's wrist.
With a scream, Vayu let go of him
The injured hand still fell to the ground from the dagger.
Haoma turned in a circle and came to the right side of the opponent. Vayu could only use one hand to resist awkwardly.
Then, the angry boy actually put away his dagger, and with a roundhouse kick, he hit Vayu's elbow and right arm hard.
The sound of broken bones sounded like the sound of two pieces of wood hitting each other.
“Ahhhh——!”
Vayu screamed in pain, his face turned gray from the pain.
But his screams were quickly interrupted. Haomo punched him in the face again, breaking his black teeth, and then kicked him again. On the chest.
Bile spurted out from Vayu's mouth along with blood.
He fell backward, then got up again, struggling for air.
Vayu walked around his friend like an enraged wolf.
"Idiot! Idiot! Why did you betray me! You actually wanted to kill me! Who pulled you out of the pile of sand in the first place! Who pulled you out of the pile of dead people with nineteen knives! Tell me! ! Beast!”
In addition to anger, there was deep pain in Hao Mo’s scolding. As a child from the slums, he grew up in a gang, and his only belief is brotherhood.
Before coming here, in his world view, brotherhood is greater than anything else, brotherly loyalty is everything, brothers should depend on each other for life and death, hide nothing, all of this can even Above blood ties.
So he always treated Vayou as a brother.
However, the belief he insisted on was torn apart by the angel at this moment, revealing the bloody truth.
The pain of this scar is far greater than his physical pain.
Facing Hao Mo's roar, Vayu was speechless and could only kneel on the ground, holding his arm that was kicked off and coughing up blood.
“Now, get rid of him!”
At this time, Soshyan urged cruelly.
Subconsciously, Haoma's hand tightly grasped his knife again.
Just one poke and it will be all over, he will win the battle and he will get everything he dreams of.
He will become an angel, far away from the dirty and boring hive, and possess supreme power.
He will become a hero, proving those who underestimate him wrong, proving that he is so special.
He will——
But is the person who killed his brother really a hero?
“What are you hesitating about?”
Soshiyang shouted:
“You are just one step away from entering the battle group! Kill him!”
Hauma looked down at his knife, which was a gift he received after participating in the first gang war. These teenagers all used the knife in their hands to swear an oath in front of the emperor's icon, never to betray each other. .
Suddenly, he felt that the knife was tainted - he actually considered the angel's request.
"I won't kill him."
Haoma took a deep breath and put the half-drawn knife back into the scabbard.
“What did you say?”
Soshiyang took a step forward with an intimidating momentum.
But the boy didn't flinch.
"I said, I won't kill him!"
He shouted angrily at the angel, completely ignoring the surprised eyes of the people around him.
Soshyan shook his head.
"You gave up your chance to be a Space Marine, your chance to be a servant of the Emperor, your chance to be the greatest warrior in the galaxy, just for him?"
Astartes pointed to Vayu, who was on the ground with tears streaming down his face.
"You are a fool! You are not worthy of the gift that is about to be given to you. I only ask you for the last time whether you will kill him or not!"
"No."
Hao Mo simply threw the knife and scabbard aside this time, then straightened his chest and said:
"I can give up everything for him, because he helped me when I needed help. He became my friend when I had no friends. Even if he betrays me, it will only mean the end of our brotherhood. The debt between me and him has been cleared! If it means that I am not qualified! I don’t care, I won’t serve those who ask me to kill my brother.”
Soshyan moved closer, and the boy couldn't help but take a step back.
“Think of the glory and power you can gain.”
Sushyan suddenly changed into a whisper, a voice full of temptation.
“It’s a fair trade to exchange a humble life for these things, right? Think about it, he just betrayed you and wanted to kill you, so you don’t need to have any moral concerns at all. Burden."
"I'm not here for glory or power, I'm just here to prove myself."
Haoma replied calmly.
He felt that he had been cheated. He had experienced so much, suffered so much, and had such great expectations, but in the end it was a scam.
The angels are not as great, so righteous, and so glorious as the legend says.
But the most angry thing is that Vayu betrayed brotherhood for his own benefit, which disappointed him far more than losing the election.
He hid all this in his heart and prepared to face his own death with dignity.
"I will never join forces with the unjust."
(End of Chapter)