Chapter 859 Great Terror
“It’s over!”
Soshiyang didn’t give the opponent a chance to struggle, and held the Sheng Yan Sword tightly and swung it to the right.
The head of the Destroyer Lord with flashing eyes immediately rolled to one side.
Just when Soshiyang breathed a sigh of relief for killing a powerful enemy, an accident suddenly happened——
"Huh?"
Feeling a huge force coming from under his feet, Soshiyang quickly stepped back, and the arms that had been paralyzed by the side of the Destroyer Lord suddenly hugged him, almost grabbing him. Soshyan held him in his arms.
After landing, he even saw the leaderless Lord Destroyer getting up!
"Still not dead? Then I will tear you apart!"
Soshiyang was fearless and rushed towards the opponent with his sword, but the Destroyer Lord was smashing him with his long sword. At the next moment, he jumped up and avoided the blow that shattered the earth.
Its feet stepped on the ruins, and then it hid in the shadows again.
Soshiyan looked around, trying to find the thing, but this time it was not playing any technical tricks, but purely relying on agility and stealth skills to hide.
For some reason, he felt that this thing became more flexible after it lost its head.
Soshyan turned around slowly, his communication channel still open, and the battle cry of Talos was in his ears.
The situation faced by Talos is much worse. The many undead warriors are just pawns of this Destroyer Lord - it only needs an idea to make them move on the chessboard, or suddenly Rampage.
As long as it wants, it can flood this place with more undead.
But it didn't do that.
Soshiyang knew and could feel that this thing was still worried about something or was wary of something.
What abominable purpose does it want to achieve? What exactly are you guarding against?
This question stuck in Soshyan's mind like a wedge.
Suddenly, he realized that he had made a mistake.
When he met this guy, he always thought that the so-called "thief" was him, but now that he thought about it, I'm afraid that the thief was someone else, and the one in front of him might also be wary of him.
It may even have allocated most of its power to guard that important thing.
In this way, it makes sense.
It was obvious, then, that time was running out, both for their mission and for the alien hiding in the shadows.
He could feel the restlessness of the thing and couldn't help but smile.
"I know you can hear me, monster."
Soshiyang shouted loudly, his eyes constantly scanning the other party's possible location.
"I don't know how you do it, but I guess you can understand me. Anyway, in order to let you understand, I will speak slower."
He couldn't tell exactly why he went to talk to that guy, but when he collided with this guy, he felt something close to emotion.
Then this guy’s intelligence may understand his words, and with the alien’s consistent arrogance, it may be unable to help it——
“You can’t win, we come to the door with flames and sharp blades. Come, we will destroy your lair and remove every trace of your abominable race from this world, even if you hide in the magma in the core of the earth, it will be useless!"
In the beginning! , he is still not sure whether these words can really have any effect on this alien.
But soon, the leaderless Lord Destroyer rushed out from his hiding place and crashed into him with a determined momentum.
Soshiyang roared and inserted the long sword into the opponent's chest armor, and the opponent also tightly hooked his armor with two sharp claws. Under the violent impact, Soshiyang became a little unsteady. Just when the guy was about to chop off his head with a phase blade, Soshiyang punched directly, carrying a large amount of liquid metal, and directly blasted half of the opponent's body. broken.
Nameless anger filled his consciousness, and it was not just anger, he was eager to smash and chop the thing in front of him until it became history.
With the moan of the servo. Soshyan let go of the sword, and then forcibly lifted the Destroyer. The guy's claws could barely grasp his armor.
Then, with a roar, he threw the thing towards the ruins where it was squatting before.
With a loud bang, the alien hit the base of the broken statue and fell motionless on the base, like another smashed statue.
Soshiyang walked over and swung the Holy Flame Sword forward wrapped in lightning.
The expulsioner once again unexpectedly
did away.
At the last moment before the long sword hit it, the thing quickly flashed aside as if it was activated by something.
Soshiyan couldn't tell whether the guy was pretending to be dead or was really stunned.
In short, it was no longer in Soshyan's attack path. The unfortunate base received the heavy blow and was smashed into rubble.
Soshyan doesn’t plan to continue playing with it this time.
The Destroyer Lord had just moved two steps when two pools of liquid metal suddenly rose from the ground, piercing him instantly like two spears.
The Destroyer Lord hanging on the metal spike struggled for a few times and then became motionless.
When Soshyan turned around and was about to help Talos solve the problem, a Destroyer stood in front of him and slashed at him with a phase blade.
The thing was covered in scars, but even so, it was still very menacing.
Soshiyang snorted and broke its two legs. The monster immediately fell down, and then its head was crushed by a kick.
Although not as casual as Soshyan, Talos is not an easy person. The alien blade he wielded tore the metal carapace into pieces, even if it is not worth mentioning compared with Soshyan's efficiency, But still a successful killing machine.
"Taros, I guess I have taken care of their commander."
"So, what is your conclusion?"
Talos punched one of the aliens to the ground.
"We may have to face one more."
Soshyan's laughter thundered over the sounds of the melee, and then a snake-like Destroyer leaped towards him, and he He reached out and grabbed the alien's breasts.
The thing waved its claws and tried to scratch him, and Soshyan thrust his head forward and hit the monster in the face with a headbutt.
The alien skull was shattered on the ground, Soshyan put it aside, and the liquid metal splashed all over him.
"Why are you so wild all of a sudden?"
Taros turned around and destroyed the last undead warrior who tried to grab him.
The battlefield that was bustling before suddenly became silent.
"I don't know, maybe it's the gray marrow, maybe it's because these aliens are so easy to kill."
Soshiyang sighed softly, how could he not know about his abnormality? The more familiar he became with gray marrow, the more frightened he became.
What kind of power would it take to create such a terrifying thing?
What kind of horror has the Eleventh Legion, shrouded in the fog of history, experienced?
(End of this chapter)