Chapter 461 The price you are unwilling to accept
The high-level possessed warrior immediately roared.
Although this blow is not fatal, at least Soshyan now knows that this beast is not without flaws.
He thrust the sword into the opponent's chest with force, fixing the opponent's body, and then the shoulder armor suddenly sprayed out thick white smoke, which directly stuck on the face of the high-level enchanted warrior, causing his mouth to immediately Filled with a rapidly solidifying paste-like substance, at the same time a tactical dagger suddenly popped out of the left arm armor and stabbed into the opponent's neck - this little trick was something he learned from Savita.
“Damn. Despicable!”
Being severely tricked, the high-level possessed warrior struggled wildly, but Soshiyang, who put on the Terminator armor, was not much inferior to him in strength and still controlled it firmly.
The tactical dagger with a decomposition stance dug deep into the neck of the high-level possessed warrior, greedily devouring the flesh and blood, like a vicious wolf biting the neck of its prey.
Soshyan also pulled the blade back and forth, sawing open the opponent's carapace.
His armor was stained with dirty blood. This was not ordinary blood, but a pus-like substance that exuded a foul stench that was almost overwhelming with its incomparable filthiness. Break his will.
This is the stain of the subspace, the stench hidden behind the curtain, the corruption in the heart of the human heart, and the corruption caused by evil acts.
But Soshyan mobilized the power of Gray Marrow to drive it away.
“This blow is as fierce as my anger!”
Soshiyang mocked, and the zigzag blade continued to penetrate deeper until it touched the bone.
The high-level possessed warrior was so painful and mad that he gathered all his strength and pushed forward hard, knocking Soshiyang directly into the wall.
But Soshyan stood up tenaciously, letting the dagger embed deeply in the opponent's flesh and blood, then pulled out the Sheng Yan Sword and pierced it into the opponent's exposed chest.
The sword blade sank into it until it reached the sword grid, and the blood and flesh splattered made Soshyan's gauntlets slippery and black.
"Despicable, despicable guy!!"
The high-level possessed warrior suddenly took action, broke the dagger stabbed in his neck, and quickly retreated.
Using the momentum, Suoshiyang grabbed the hilt of the Sheng Yan Sword and pulled it out, bringing out a lot of scarlet flesh.
At this time, an astral knight sneaked up on the high-level enchanted warrior. Soshyan knew him. He was a member of Armin's team and the recruit he brought out from the Obsidian Fortress - Jericho.
Jericho tried to sneak attack the high-level possessed warrior, but his actions showed a slight sluggishness.
"Jericho! Don't!"
In Soshiyan's exclamation, all memories of Jericho left him.
“This is not the way a warrior should die.”
The high-level possessed warrior screamed, suddenly disappeared from the spot, and appeared in front of Jericho, and turned the twisted The claws pierced the Astral Knight's chest.
A dying gurgling sound came from Jericho's mouth, and foam mixed with blood flowed out of the ventilation grille of his helmet. He wanted to struggle, but his strength quickly faded.
Immediately, his hand let go, and the chain sword fell to the ground, and his whole body was inserted into the sharp claws of the high-level enchanted warrior.
"I'll kill you!!!"
The flames of revenge burned in Soshiyang's heart. He valued every warrior brought out of Obsidian very much. Each of these warriors' names He remembered that he was much closer than the warriors who joined later.
In a sense, they are all his flesh and blood relatives.
Soshyan rushed towards the high-level enchanter like an enraged rhinoceros, but the latter already had his own way of dealing with it.
It avoided fighting Soshyan closely, but suddenly swept its twitching tentacles towards Soshyan's neck and strangled his throat.
Soshiyang immediately felt his eyes darkening and suffocating. After stopping the bile flowing to the corner of his mouth, he raised his hand and cut the tentacle into two pieces with a powerful and heavy blow.
Without one hit, the high-level enchanted warrior becomes even more deadly, like a trapped beast struggling to survive.
"Killing everyone here!"
it declared with an animalistic roar.
“Death cannot quench my thirst!”
Other enchanted warriors also went crazy. They fought with their astral knights regardless of their own damage and dozens of mathematical times, unless they were torn apart. Otherwise we will never stop.
This put a lot of pressure on the Astral Knights. In a short period of time, six or seven warriors fell, and two nuns also fell.
But the enchanted warriors are about to be killed.
Their master, a high-level possessed warrior, had no mercy in his eyes. His body had become horribly deformed and he could no longer be considered a human being.
In the blink of an eye, Soshyan had rushed in front of it.
Under the helmet, the face of the Lord of the Astral Knights has turned into a solid metal mask. The cold soul wind swept away from him, while his right hand waved the Holy Sword. , like waving a purifying flame. "Death!!!"
The moment he was swept away by the soul storm, the possessed warrior stayed where he was. In his sight, all the colors disappeared, leaving only a cold The void continues to expand in front of it.
Because of this boundless fear, it paused for a moment.
The next second, three loud bangs echoed in the corridor like thunder.
The deformed body of the high-level possessed warrior trembled and spasmed due to the impact. Under Soshiyang's three violent swings, the power of darkness hidden in its body also exploded at the same time, destroying Soshiyang. Shi Yang was knocked back more than ten meters and did not stop until he knocked down the wall.
Feeling great pain, it woke up from its trance and roared, trying to regain its strength.
At this moment, Mark and Armin, who had already eliminated the last possessed warrior, pulled out their bolters and aimed at it.
"Kill it!!"
A storm of bullets enveloped the figure of the high-level possessed warrior. Fragments of flesh, bone, and armor were flying everywhere. The deformed body staggered under the volley of blows. But still not dead.
"You can't kill me! No one can!"
After a moment, the taunting voice of the high-level possessed warrior came from the smoke, and its flesh and blood had begun to heal.
Armin did not stop working hard.
"Keep shooting!"
The high-level possessed warrior arched up, trying to rush towards the warriors who were firing at it in the corridor despite the hail of bullets.
However, Talos had already touched its back at this time.
The electromagnetic arc on his power sword crackled.
“Get out!”
The prophet spoke to the abomination.
“Go back to your cesspit!”
The sword suddenly thrust out, pointing directly at the heart of the high-level possessed warrior.
This time it pierced the opponent's chest directly.
“Damn it!”
With a wave of his backhand, he slapped Talos away again. Just as the high-level possessed warrior was about to pursue him, another hail of bullets hit him.
It trembled violently, spat out a mouthful of phlegm, and uttered vicious curses, but it was of no avail - its body was gradually disintegrating under the fierce attack.
In order to force Soshiyang back, the demon in its body still exhausted its power.
When the gunfire gradually subsided, Soshyan charged, but he still retained enough strength to bring the battle to an end.
“You are a weakling!”
Soshyan approached again and waved the Holy Flame Sword again.
"Because you are filthy and unclean! I will kill you!"
The high-level possessed warrior opened his torn mouth wide, and his pale face was distorted by fear.
Then, the Sheng Yan Sword was swung down, and his body and head were divided into two parts.
In the blink of an eye, the headless body knelt in front of him and collapsed.
"Throne, this is such an ugly bastard!"
Soshyan spat, turned off the power field of the long sword, and wiped the blood from the blade.
Then his eyes looked at Jericho's body. This was not the first warrior to die under his command, but the death of every warrior who came out of the Obsidian Fortress made him feel like he was being attacked. General pain.
As a Chapter Leader, he should indeed treat everyone equally, but the emotional differences still exist.
So the price of this kind of victory is something he is unwilling to accept. Not to mention one high-level possessed warrior, even ten high-level possessed warriors are not worth the life of his comrade-in-arms in his opinion.
He sighed and turned to look at the closed gate.
"Deploy melta bombs."
(End of Chapter)