Chapter 677 Mysterious Statue
While sailing deep underground, everyone was ready to rest and recuperate.
The termite boring machine of the White Temple is almost as big as a small landing craft, and it does not seem cramped even if two teams of soldiers are crammed into it.
There is no distinction between day and night underground, but every morning, warriors train in makeshift training grounds, sword to sword.
This time Soshyan not only brought the warriors of the Astral Knights, but also some warriors of the White Templar. On the No. 1 machine he was riding, there were teams from two battle groups.
He would occasionally watch the warriors spar in silence, and the warriors from different war groups would cheer loudly for every subtle or fierce blow. They appreciated the battle impartially, and not just cheered for the warriors of their own war group, any time. Powerful moves will make their blood boil, and Soshyan likes this very much.
Of course, Soshyan will not be idle, but the only one who can spar with him is the mysterious Talos.
As soon as they dueled, Talos would start telling wisecracks to distract Soshyan, an ancient trick.
“I like that Snow Lotus Knife.”
While the blades were clashing, Talos said to Soshyan.
"What?"
"I like that knife. I want to get it. Since the holy sword broke, I haven't had a weapon for a long time."
He Jueda Like most Astartes, Soshyan had a poor sense of humor. In fact, he had no sense of humor since he was a child.
"Speaking of that sword, where did it come from? Why did Loken say he couldn't repair it."
Talos smiled in a low voice.
"It's nothing special. One day, I was lying on a pile of corpses, and when I woke up, I was holding some bastard's sword in my hand."
As he spoke, he retreated, intending to take advantage of the situation. Shiyoung took a breath as he spoke.
But Soshyan did not let him get what he wanted. Instead, he chased after him and struck his sword blade hard, causing a burst of cheers.
“Be serious.”
Talos chuckled, pointed the tip of his sword directly at Soshyan, and then rushed over.
He moved so quickly that Soshyan barely saw him leave the spot and seemed to turn into a shadow.
If it were other warriors, they would certainly not be able to compete with the Prophet, but Soshyan could.
Even if he does not use the power of gray marrow, relying on his sparring experience with Savita, he is already familiar with the Eighth Legion's martial arts and attack patterns, but Talos is a bit more special, because he has the ability to predict visual ability.
In Talos's world, various images violently impacted his visual cortex, as hard as nails.
He foresaw the opponent's actions before Soshyan even swung his sword, so he launched an attack in the future, but the long sword was blocked by another sword.
But Soshyan's counterattack caught him by surprise, and he deflected it with his sword, and then the next, and the next.
Whenever he saw an opportunity, Soshyan immediately sealed it, and when Soshyan stabbed him on the move, Talos appeared elsewhere.
The two fought around the small arena, engaging in hand-to-hand combat at a speed far beyond what ordinary people could see. Both sides were predicting and capturing the enemy's next move, and launching appropriate counterattacks.
One relied on experience and the other relied on foresight. They fought for a long time, but no one had the upper hand.
So Talos used his usual tricks again.
"You've made such rapid progress that it almost makes me ashamed."
"Ha, I know, you didn't really do anything, otherwise your sword would have seen blood long ago."
>"Do you already know me so well?"
Talos muttered. The sword blade bit tighter and tighter, and the two fought face to face for a few seconds, and then Soshyan pushed him a few meters away.
The fight continues.
Five minutes later, without warning, Talos suddenly said.
"You have to be careful with the Blood Angels this time."
He was indeed a cunning guy, and Soshyan almost put down his weapon.
“Why?”
“They are not a group of guys that are easy to get along with, and their mental state is very unstable.”
"I know, black rage and bloodthirst."
"It's more than that."
Talos grinned.
"Their characters have great flaws, and they have been immersed in sadness about the past. How do you say that, huh? Turn grief into art, but unfortunately it is the art of self-pity." He did not wait for a question. Shi Yang answered and then asked:
"Do you know who their current Chapter Master is?"
"Dante, the most legendary hero of the Empire, has lived for more than a thousand years."
"I know this, His prestige is so high that once you get here, your command may not be guaranteed, so you must be prepared."
"If this journey goes well, then there is nothing wrong with handing over command. ”
After the two separated again, they were both breathing heavily, and the edges of the two training swords became scarred and almost unusable.
At this time, Soshyan saw Judge Angelica standing at the hatch with his peripheral vision, looking at them with interest. Then he seemed to notice Soshyan's gaze, shook his head and left.
“That disgusting woman was peeking just now.”
“She just glanced.”
“I can kill her.”
"No."
Soshyan said sincerely.
“If you do this, we will be in a lot of trouble in the future, I have a feeling.”
“Didn’t you notice that she has been sneaky during this time? She has been trying to spy on us. "Secrets, whether it's your side, my side, or even the White Temple's side, she wants to get involved."
The suspicion in Talos's voice sounded so real, and Soshyan backed away. Taking one step to relax him is a topic worth talking about at length.
But the next moment, an elbow hit Soshyan hard on the chin, and he was knocked directly to the deck.
"It's so simple."
Taros showed a sly smile and said in a low voice:
"Sevita still hasn't told you, don't believe any child of the night's emotional expressions, This is the way we fight, what do you think?"
Soshiyang grinned, held the opponent's hand and stood up.
“I learned the lesson.”
At this time, a soldier suddenly walked in.
"Chapter Master, the pilot found something that you should probably take a look at."
Soon, they reached the upper hatch of the boring machine, which now looked like the same ship Sailing on the water like that, when Soshyan opened the hatch, the moist air immediately hit his face.
It was dark outside, and the water was also dark. The four tunnel boring machines were like big fish in black waters, causing ripples in the calm water.
When Soshyan and Talos climbed out of the hatch, the searchlight on the hatch rail also turned on immediately.
The strong light tore through the darkness, revealing smooth rock walls on both sides. The rock walls were covered with dark green moss. The entire passage was more than two hundred meters wide, with extremely obvious man-made traces.
But that’s not the point. The searchlight finally settled on a statue. Half of the statue was in the water, with only the upper body above the water. It could be seen that it was a green-skinned giant wearing armor. It's so lifelike that even the domineering and destructive desires on his face are expressed.
Considering the depth of the water here, the height of this statue is over one hundred meters!
“Is this made of green skin?”
Soshyang was confused because he had never heard of green skin having such artistic attainments.
"I can't tell."
Talos' tone was also very uncertain.
“Wait a minute, this statue——”
Sushyan suddenly noticed another detail. Under the mottled and corroded appearance, a piece of white could be vaguely seen.
“Why is it white??”
Talos also looked at the statue with interest.
"Indeed, I remember that the aesthetics of those beasts are basically red, blue, green and yellow, and I have almost never seen them make white things."
Soshiyang thought, and then used uncertainty Said in a tone of voice:
“Statue is generally used to commemorate or highlight someone. In other words, this thing is probably made according to the form of a certain green-skinned leader, and the use of white color is also in accordance with its requirements. ?”
No one can answer.
(End of this chapter)