Chapter 837 The Killing Sword
Ustad slashed at the opponent's head, but the opponent immediately blocked it with a shield. Steel collided with steel. The Minotaur commander effortlessly struck The deadlock was broken.
He then slashed the opponent's chest with another sword, but the sharp blade only carved a mark on it - Ustad realized that he had underestimated the defensive power of the Hades Terminator.
Just when Ustad failed to attack, the opponent was not idle. He took the opportunity to swing his war hammer and struck Ustad's sword hilt with force.
This thunderous blow did not hit directly. Although Ustad had retracted his hand in time, he was still hit on the hilt of the sword.
For a moment, he lost control of the sword, and then the Minotaur commander kicked Ustad against the arch wall and slapped him in the chest with a backhand hammer.
Ustad raised his sword to block, but his sword was immediately burned black by the scorching blow, and the sword blade was like tearing a canyon on the surface of the planet, and the whole figure seemed to be hit head-on by Rand For a moment.
"Repent, traitor."
The Terminator stepped forward and raised the warhammer again, but he did not notice the weird smile under Ustad's helmet, and the sudden change from Gray veins running from neck to cheeks.
At a certain moment, the Terminator felt as if his soul fell into an ice cave, and his movements also slowed down.
Then Ustad pounced on the heavy tower shield, and his gauntlets caught the edge of the shield.
The Minotaur commander wanted to take back his shield, but found that his arm, including the shield, seemed to be stuck.
At this moment of stalemate, the arc-circling sword slashed across the fragile neck.
The sword blade never stopped, as if it just cut through the air.
When Ustad let go, the huge head fell to one side and the body fell to the other side.
"Sorry."
Ustad only had time to breathe, and the remaining two terminators became furious and shot wildly at Ustad.
In desperation, he grabbed the shield in the corpse's hand and quickly stepped back.
At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a high-speed moving figure passing by the edge of his sight.
Robin, twin swords in hand, charged directly at one Terminator, while his comrades engulfed the other in plasma and molten fire.
Ustad has heard that Robin's swordsmanship is even better than that of many veterans. Some say he is a genius, while others say he is too arrogant, but in any case, rushing straight towards a furious Terminator does not seem to be a Good choice.
But he did it anyway.
Robin's armored fingers gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, raising his will to kill to the limit.
In that brief moment, Thor's words came to his mind again.
"Robin, you are so confident in your swordsmanship, but you are afraid of the cracks in your own spirit. I don't want you to make the same mistakes as someone else, so when you fight, forget yourself, forget yourself Glory and the pride of your opponent, all you have is the killing in front of you.”
Robin rushed forward, approaching the Terminator, who swung his fists angrily. He moved quickly, parrying the left blow with his sword, and then slammed to the right.
Blocking the opponent's arm, Robin spun on the spot and used his sword blade to split the explosive bomb on the opponent's arm.
"Death!"
The two of them roared at the same time, and the Terminator pressed down like a mountain, and its arm went straight to Robin's head.
Robin moved back, and then slashed the sharp sword blade of his left hand towards the opponent's vulnerable armpit. The moment he forced the opponent to retract his arm, the sword in his right hand stretched out like a poisonous snake, piercing the attack. or a point on the waist.
Then he slid back, dodged the powerful hammer blow, turned around and drew out the sword.
Then it was under the arm again. This time his sword directly opened the weak point of the armor, hit the target, and moved deeper.
Robin didn't hesitate - he began his carving as the tip of the sword penetrated deep.
Blood poured on his body, and the opponent's right arm fell down
Robin suddenly drew out his sword, spun around and came behind the opponent, filled his feet with force, and kicked it violently At the opponent's knees, forcing the giant finisher to his knees,
In the blink of an eye, his next slash severed the opponent's other hand from the elbow.
"Robin, that's enough."
Bahram's voice suddenly sounded, and Robin snorted softly. "Your head is the trophy I deserve."
The Terminator stood shaking, refusing to fall because of its strong belief and stubbornness.
"For...for the emperor..."
The next second, two intertwined swords cut off his head from his neck like scissors.
Seeing that the commander was killed, the remaining Minotaur warriors and the last Terminator did not fight to the end, but quickly withdrew from the battlefield and gave up the bridge.
"Bahram, you take people to the teleportation room. They are retreating now. They cannot be allowed to destroy the teleportation device before leaving. The other two teams go to the power cabin and the astrology hall respectively."
Controlling the bridge is only preliminary control of the battleship. They must master all key parts before they can control the entire battleship. Farzad's company has already controlled the engine room, power compartment, and armory, but there are still Many places are not yet under control.
But before setting off, Ustad spoke to Bahram privately.
“Bahram, your performance makes me a little disappointed, but Armin strongly recommends you as the captain. I can’t say anything, but you must know your responsibilities. Being soft to the enemy is cruel to your comrades. , I hope you can understand your position."
Recalling these words, Bahram felt a little heavy in his heart, but he quickly put aside these emotions and moved forward with determination.
After Zod was injured and temporarily lost his combat effectiveness, only eight of his ten people were left, but it was enough.
According to the auspicious scans, most of the Minotaur warriors have left the battleship through rescue shuttles and teleportation rooms.
Through the visual patterns on his helmet, the smoky environment was no problem for him, and the winding walkways held no mystery to him.
He moved forward almost from memory, because the Weeper had given the Astral Knights the structural diagram of the Storm Daughter in advance. Although the Minotaur had made some defensive modifications, this battleship after all It is built by the wisdom contained in the standardized construction template held by the Holy Mechanicus, and the main road will not deviate too much.
As he marched, power sword running, bolter raised in the other hand, an emerald green image was projected on his helmet's visor, capturing details on the walls, walkways, and footprints traces of heat energy.
"Augury?"
He called Haoma.
"No response."
Haomo shook his head and replied:
"There are heat signals of footprints everywhere, and the cabin in front should be the center point."
>"In the name of the Emperor, move forward."
At this time, Robin in the team took off his helmet. Even in the darkness, he still trusted his five senses.
He's an Astartes, that's how he does things.
Soon, Robin learned more details about the surrounding environment. His senses were no longer bound by the helmet. Even with the benefits of enhanced senses, the helmet was not a perfect substitute for perception.
Not long after, he caught a hint of the breath of holy oil, which was something that the Astartes often used to maintain their armor.
And their armor has not been maintained for several days, and the smell of holy oil has long since disappeared.
Then there is only one possibility.
Robin entered the cabin with hatred, the plasma pistol given to him by Thor held high.
Several Minotaur tactics were waiting behind the bunker at the entrance to the dark cabin. When the team of Astral Knights stepped into the trap, they suddenly jumped out, holding battle axes and sharp blades.
Haoma was the first to hit the target, his melta gun directly wrapped in flames and penetrated the chest of a Minotaur warrior.
At the same time, Robin also swung his sword towards an opponent holding a chain ax on the right. The moment he cut off the opponent's wrist, the sword passed through the bones and penetrated the soft tissue of the brain.
The two teams began to fight in the darkness. Both sides were evenly matched in all aspects, but the numerical advantage of the Astral Knights quickly became apparent.
(End of this chapter)