Chapter 1042 The Descendants of Midnight
Looking at the face of the Prince of Thorns, for some reason, Bahram had a terrible thought in his heart——
He has some striking similarity with Talos. place!
On the other side, Sablin turned around unhurriedly and handed the injured comrade behind him to Li Lin. Then Li Lin put them both in the corner, pulled out his chainsword, and killed them. Protect behind you.
“It seems that the chop didn’t hurt.”
Sabourin said softly, then took off the sword and pistol from his waist.
"You wasted your life, you could have abandoned these weaklings and fled."
The voice of the Prince of Thorns was like a group of poisonous snakes spitting messages.
"Today will be your end."
"Then, you'd better give it a try."
But the Prince of Thorns did not move, but raised his hand and pointed at Sabourin's shoulder armor.
"Who gave you this mark."
"The dead don't need to know that much."
"Ha!"
The Prince of Thorns He laughed and rushed towards Sablin. His movements were not smooth, but he turned into an afterimage under a series of simple and rough accelerations.
He raised his claws in front of him, like some kind of swooping predator, and headed straight for Sabourin's upper body.
Sablin stepped aside and swung his sword.
With a bang, his sword was knocked crooked.
Then the two became entangled. Sabourin kept firing while dodging and moving, while the Prince of Thorns, Amon Kal, was as erratic as a shadow.
"Do you really not know your ancestry? Look at me, look at my face, look at my eyes! You already have the answer in your heart."
The Prince of Thorns roared.
"There is no place for you in this decadent empire, brother!"
As early as the first time he encountered Sabourin and others, the Prince of Thorns was surprised to find that these were actually a group of The surviving son of the Eighth Legion.
Although he did not undergo any genetic testing to verify it, the details he observed, including some of his personal feelings, clearly told him that these people had the same genes as him.
This is also the reason why he did not kill Sablin and others immediately.
"We are loyal guards of the Emperor, traitors."
"Don't lie to yourself, don't you feel it? We are born with darkness, we can't help but admit that we are murderers, just like the poet can't live without Just like inspiration to sing, when we are born, Midnight stands beside us, clinging to us, helping us secretly, He is always with us!"
"Why are the worst villains always the talkative? The one with tuberculosis?”
Sablin responded with a sneer and fired four shots from the weapon in his hand.
But none hit.
"How annoyingly pedantic, your tongue lacks beauty, just like everything tainted by the false emperor."
Speaking, the Prince of Thorns leaped high, like an extended shadow.
Sabrin struggled to move, trying his best to dodge under the opponent's claws, and Bahram rushed from the side, thrusting out the sword in his hand.
But the Prince of Thorns seemed to be condensed from floating vaporized substances and ice cubes. The place where it existed one second became empty the next second.
Then, in the blink of an eye, a gleaming claw stabbed at Sabourin's chest, and their pale and strange light illuminated each other's faces.
In a flash of lightning, the bomb exploded into a red and orange flower, surrounded by bright ceramic shards.
The blue electric light buzzed, and one of the Prince of Thorns' claws passed over the Sabrin sword, and the other claw brushed against Bahram's chest, knocking him away.
“Ah uh——”
Bahram fell to the ground, his chest covered in blood dripping with blood.
Sabrin also felt blood flowing down his right cheek, but he had no time to pay attention to it, or even look at Bahram. Instead, he began to turn around, keeping the sword blade horizontal.
Suddenly, the other party's voice sounded from behind. "Long live, Lord of the Night, do you know what these words mean."
Sablin instinctively swung his sword to the right instead of backward.
After taking a breath, the Prince of Thorns let out a painful howl, and his claws passed over Sabrin's shoulder, almost cutting off his arm. However, Sabrin still endured the pain and continued to use force to push the sword. It penetrated half a meter deep into the opponent's shoulder armor.
“Death!!!”
Suddenly, Li Lin shouted loudly in the air, and he appeared from behind Prince of Thorns, the chain saw in his hand roaring.
But he apparently forgot what Talos taught them previously - those who encounter the Eighth Legion should never attack from behind, because these traitors have become instinctive to be wary of what is behind them.
“Don’t!”
Sabulin’s reminder was too late. The Prince of Thorns sneered and broke away from the blade, leaving a trace of black blood, and then bent down to avoid it. The chain saw slashed, and then the arm was slammed.
Opening the claw blade instantly penetrated Li Lin's abdomen, the ceramic steel burst open, and the dark claws penetrated from the back, spurting out a scarlet blood mist.
"Damn it!"
Seeing that Li Lin was in danger, Sablin immediately rushed forward, put his foot on the left leg of Prince of Thorns, and then slashed at the opponent's arm with his long sword.
The Prince of Thorns received a kick and staggered forward as if he was about to fall, but when Sabourin drew his sword, he suddenly threw Li Lin over, forcing Sabourin to stop his hand, and was then His teammates hit him hard.
The two fell at the same time. Sablin immediately pushed Li Lin away. Just as he was about to stand up, his sharp claws penetrated his abdomen from top to bottom, nailing him to the ground.
“Uh——”
Sabourin tried to speak, but only made a wet gurgling sound, and then spat out a mouthful of dirty black blood.
His pistol slipped from his weak hand. He wanted to use his other hand to swing the sword, but his hand only raised a short distance and then dropped weakly.
"Poor guy."
The Prince of Thorns raised Sabourin's face, the blood-stained face with a strange gentleness.
“You don’t even know Midnight’s defense.”
Sabourin looked at the other person. He wanted to struggle, but as soon as he moved, his abdomen was torn open by the metal.
He probably is really in trouble this time.
Thinking about this, he suddenly felt very cold——
Exceptionally cold.
“Huh?”
The Prince of Thorns also noticed something, but as soon as he turned around, a huge fist hit him directly in the face.
This was an unprecedented force. He felt as if his head had just been hit directly by a volcanic cannon, and then there was a slight pain in his right arm. Before he could take a closer look, the second punch came, and the whole person flew backwards.
"Huh——"
Bahram stood next to Sabrin, looking at the severed hand that was still inserted into the abdomen of his comrade, he exhaled a mist from his helmet, and then fiercely shot towards The Prince of Thorns, who was getting up from the ground, rushed over.
“You bastard.”
Feeling humiliated, the Prince of Thorns also became furious and began to charge like an enraged beast.
At this moment, the flare burned out the last bit of fuel, and the entire outpost was instantly filled with darkness.
Sablin reluctantly raised his head, only to see sparks and roars bursting out of the darkness, as well as violent metal collisions.
He fumbled in his belt, took out a second flare, and lit it.
I saw Bahram’s sword penetrated the abdomen of the Prince of Thorns, all the way to the hilt, and the opponent’s claws also penetrated deep into his chest——
wrong!
Sabrin's eyes widened. Bahram held the sword in one hand and the opponent's wrist in the other. The Prince of Thorns' fist was close to Bahram's chest, but his claws——
"What on earth are you doing?"
Amon Kal was also stunned. He saw with his own eyes that his sharp claws melted and turned into liquid metal!
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(End of this chapter)