Chapter 466 The black armored guard appears!
Hot emotions filled Magnar Titus's heart, driving the blood to rush through his veins.
He only had one thought left.
Revenge no matter the cost, revenge must be done no matter what!
No revelation of the truth suddenly ignited in his mind, and no flash of clear consciousness from the spiritual platform could dispel the bloody fury.
Even in the bloodiest and fiercest battles, fighters will still protect themselves, even those warriors called berserkers - they will still be driven by instinct and use the excellent muscle memory of a fighter to protect themselves.
But that day, facing his enemy, Magnar Titus gave up all attempts to survive.
The will for revenge surged in his mind, washing away all rational thinking.
And this is what Adnus expected.
The sword blades of the two met again, and the friction of the sharp edges brought out a stream of sparks, which splashed onto the bodies of the two warriors.
The fallen mantis warrior also has a rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins, fueled by his armor in response to his thirst for battle.
Their clashing blades brought a storm of thunder to this simple and dark hall. Lightning crawled across the cracked marble walls and illuminated the stained glass panes, praising the dark gods. The stern face of the statue was bathed in even colder electric light.
These weird stone sculptures stared forward, but they were only slightly calmer than the two groups of warriors who looked up at the duel.
Adnus' swordsmanship perfectly integrates all his movements. Almost all duelists will block and parry to ensure their survival when they have sufficient skill level. If they lack this Skill, or simply relying on brute force to win, duelists would turn to longer two-handed swords, trying to use its weight and power to break through their opponents' defenses.
Adnus does not belong to these two.
He never simply blocked attacks, but combined every defensive move with an offensive one.
In a sense, his defense against Magnar Titus' attack was actually a side effect of his own offensive actions.
And Magna Titus is always attacking, attacking, attacking again, blocking every attack while attacking.
Although Adnus does not seem to be taking the initiative, every step contains murderous intent.
The Ranger Warrior Chapter Leader's fatigue is increasing as time goes by. He clenches his teeth, and the airflow of breath passes through the gaps between the teeth with difficulty, and his movements become more and more conservative.
The sparks flying when the power sword force field collided illuminated his face, and his solemn face showed an expression of exertion.
Whether it is a one-on-one duel or a battle between two armies, in countless battles there will be a moment when the balance of power between the two sides is ruthlessly overturned, a moment when the battle line is breached, the battleship shield fails or the engine The moment when the fighter stops, the moment when the fighter starts to make careless mistakes or shows signs of fatigue -
Magna Titus also encountered this moment.
He took a step back, just one step, but it was his first step back in this battle.
Adnus's face illuminated by the thunder showed a cruel look, a mocking and confident smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, so——
"Uh-"
The Blood Forest seized the opportunity and thrust his sword forward, and Magna Titus immediately let out a muffled grunt.
The opponent's long sword penetrated his body, and the sword grid had touched his damaged breastplate, and then his whole body curled up in pain.
"You failed again, sadly."
Adnus sneered and pulled out the sword suddenly, destroying at least one of the three lung lobes along the way. The blood hissed and evaporated from the blade.
The fallen Mantis Warrior raised his blade, intending to harvest the head of an Imperial Chapter Master, which would be an extremely valuable trophy.
Boom boom boom————!
A sudden roar interrupted his beheading, and when he turned around, he only saw his warriors exploding from their armor one after another.
His eyes widened.
He saw it.
In the darkness, there are eleven in total, eleven nightmares cast from plastic steel and ceramic plates.
Lightning claws emit lightning in their hands, curved armor plates bulge on their shoulders, lightning-like lines travel on the blue armor, they move like a piece of metal Thunder clouds.
At first, Adnus just stared at them, his gaze was locked on the flashing eyes on their metal faces, those soulless eyes seemed to be telling With some kind of mockery.
Then he felt his mouth moving silently, speaking a word that he had heard and seen before, but never really understood.
Terminator——
Once the most elite force of the Eighth Legion, the Black Armored Guard!
The sudden appearance of the Black Armor caught the Mantis Warriors off guard, and a dozen warriors were directly covered and killed by the Havoc missiles.
But when they began to charge, the nightmare really came.
In an instant, the battle line formed by the Mantis Warriors and the Red Pirates was as fragmented as if it had been run over by a tank. Their explosive shells weakly hit the Terminator's armor, and then they were ruthlessly knocked down and crushed.
The black-armored guards were equipped with lightning claws on their left and right hands, and they were like meat grinders when they tore through the line.
Within a few seconds, they told these "juniors" where the former Black Armored Guards' reputation came from.
"Long live! The King of the Night!"
In the dull battle cry, the force of the claws wrapped in the decomposition force field directly penetrated the power armor and the flesh inside, and quickly killed The ground was stained with bright red carpets.
The black-armored guards rushed out of the darkness at full speed, and the long claws on their gauntlets had already begun to move.
The mantis warrior closest to the black armored guard only had time to turn around, and the crackling claws hit the side of his helmet.
The ceramic steel and the skull were shattered under the contact of the flashing energy position, and the constituent structures were also scattered and disintegrated under the destructive effect of the lightning claws.
The second Red Corsair dodged the initial blow and raised his bolter to fire a long stream of shots into the chest of his attacker, even as he collided directly with him Time never stops.
Under the violent impact, the red pirate's breastplate twisted and deformed under the weight of the Terminator armor, and the black armored guard's second step fell on the traitor's arm, crushing his elbow. At the edge of the hardened cement, the forelimbs were cut off in jagged and messy ways.
The black-armored guards maintained their usual cruelty, crushing the remaining parts of the red pirate's arms until they were ground into sharp shavings of ceramic steel and rotten flesh, eliciting a series of prolonged howls of pain.
Then he knelt down on one knee and pierced the traitor's lenses with the sharp thorns of his two claws.
When the sharp claws pierced the back of the red pirate's head and drove into the metal floor, sparks scattered like embers in the breeze.
(End of this chapter)