Chapter 345 Dark Flame
"Freedom! Soshyan, I can grant you freedom! You know very well that those people are trying to manipulate your destiny, and they arrange a path for you that you are not willing to take. , Think about it, have you made any real choices of your own so far? Do you understand their intentions? Thor, Sevita, and... why are they around you? "
“Don’t even think about provoking me.”
“Provoking? Haha, you know very well that what I tell you is the truth. Do you know what the source of your power is?”
Crazy laughter echoed in Soshyan's mind.
"Necrons? Those remnants of the dead? No, no, no, you are wrong, that is actually -"
The moment it was about to say the follow-up, a sword burning with blue flames swept towards Abrasis.
The Demon Prince also reacted very quickly, twisting his body at an astonishing speed while waving his hand to release a burst of energy.
But the man wielding the sword was too close to it, so close that even such a reaction seemed slow.
The long sword slashed across the demon's huge body, outlining a crack about two meters long, and colorful flames immediately overflowed from the crack.
The Demon Prince screamed and immediately looked back, finding that it was Thor who attacked him.
At this moment, Thor was surrounded by a layer of pale golden halo, and black flames mixed with golden light were spitting out from the gaps in the power armor. The silver-gray power armor seemed to have turned black.
Even his eyes were burning, and the eyepieces were red.
The Demon Prince immediately realized that he had been deceived and that the other party was not under control at all.
“You——!”
Thor stared at Abrasis and struck again with his sword.
The Demon Prince conjured a scepter, swung it vigorously to deflect the first blow, and then flapped his wings to fly to the other side of Thor's charging direction.
But Thor was faster than it. The palm wrapped in his gauntlet directly placed on the opponent's neck. He held it tightly and then pressed down with force, pushing the demon prince's body and chest towards The tip of the sword that has been waiting for a long time.
In an instant, its body was pierced, and it began to struggle continuously, throwing away Thor's hand holding the sword, and its wings spread out again like a bat, this time the color turned red.
Then, its wings began to flap violently in an attempt to escape, but it was difficult to do so under Thor's firm grasp.
"Can you foresee what happens next?"
Thor struck the hilt of the long sword that was half buried in the opponent's chest with his fist, and completely penetrated the demon prince's body with the blade.
His anger surged wildly, along his arms, through his fists, and along the blade buried in the Demon Prince, like a violent eruption of magma.
“No————!”
The demon prince’s piercing scream pierced everyone’s hearts, and then his body swelled into a ball full of energy, and with a loud noise Then it exploded. Flames surged from the inside out and swept across the deck, melting even the metal.
Silence fell, and Thor's armor was covered with burnt blood. The demon's scream before disappearing left everyone's brains in chaos.
After a while, Soshyan came over.
"Thor——"
"Don't be seduced by the devil's words."
Thor looked at him and said in a voice that only two people could hear.
Soshyan was stunned for two seconds and nodded silently.
“You destroyed it?”
“No, it escaped.”
“What now?”
Thor was silent After a while, he initiated a communication to Savita.
"Sai, what's going on over there now?"
With a burst of white noise, the slightly impatient voice of the Prince of Crows came. "They're moving on the lower deck, I guess they found that thing, I'm following it."
"I just met the Demon Prince, just defeated it, I have a feeling it will go back Find the Soul Drinkers"
"Your plan is"
"Send me your current positioning coordinates, and we will fight quickly."
"Then you'd better hurry up."
There is a thin layer of dust on the ceiling , the same goes for the ground.
There is a rusty old track in the center of the lower deck, which is used for locomotives. On both sides are platforms raised above the ground, extending along the wall into the distance.
This would normally be a dark place, but the arrival of the Space Marines has transformed it into a place of fire.
The flames of bolters lit up in the 500-meter-long interactive tunnel, and the bolts and fireballs that came and went in opposite directions, chasing their respective targets.
One moment it was a blue flare of magical fire across some gaps, another moment a red missile trail lighting up the darkness.
Along with the flowers formed by the fragments of the missile explosion, a group of Soul Drinkers appeared.
Sarpedon, who had regained consciousness, walked in front, urging his men to go deeper.
Heavy weapons fighters provided important support to the vanguard. The barrage of missile generators passed over the heads of the soldiers in front, not only causing serious damage to the tunnel, but also killing some Dread Monsters. Blow up.
So far, the Soul Drinkers have been unscathed by the counterattacks, waving their bolters at their foes as they advance.
Previously on the bridge, they encountered an ambush by demons and lost many people. However, when Sarpedon woke up in time, he immediately led the team to retreat to the lower deck.
Because he knew that he could find what he was looking for here.
Faced with the surging psychic power of the think tank director, the demons could only retreat.
At this time, there was an external access to Sarpedon's communication channel. It was not Luko's hoarse voice, but a majestic deep voice, which made him stop involuntarily. So is the Soul Drinker.
After a few seconds, the small demons disappeared.
"Sarpedon, you are already under my protection, why do you want to fight with swords and guns?"
A low voice sounded.
"Cease hostilities immediately. If you do not obey, you will die."
As if waking up from a trance, Sarpedon took the wrong step forward and almost fell down.
Only in front of that Soshyan did he ever have such feelings and experiences.
He soon realized that the real owner of this abandoned city had arrived.
Feeling the uneasiness of the soldiers beside him, the think tank director knew that they had come to the same conclusion. The assault that had been striding forward turned into a slow retreat, and he was frightened and threatened by the powerful voice. His tone made their minds sway.
Sarpedon gritted his teeth and shook his head, trying to get rid of the pressure this declaration put on them.
The director of the think tank opened his mind to the subspace and felt the waves of energy, which were both part of the material universe and yet separate from all things.
When he became a think tank, he already held considerable power.
Now, with the encouragement of darker beings, Sarpedon has embraced the warp side of power, gaining a deeper understanding of the nature and mysterious workings of the universe.
Compared to the previous superficial understanding, it can be said to be a world of difference.
(End of this chapter)