Chapter 1044 Prospero’s Lone Wolf (please vote~)
“Fall——”
The voice of the Prince of Thorns, whose head was forcibly lifted by Bahram, was like a broken bellows, staccato, panting, and glaring at Bahram with his one remaining eye.
“You are the so-called traitors”
The moment Bahram was about to take action, the wall behind him suddenly burst open, and the shock wave threw him directly against the wall. Then the spurting stones and debris fell on his power armor, making a clanking sound.
"What——"
Bahram, who was lying on the ground and lost the last bit of his strength, reluctantly raised his head and saw several twisted figures walking out of the firelight. The leader was a man with spider-like mutated limbs on his lower body. Guy, there is a heretic wearing blue power armor standing next to him.
"Tsk, tsk, Karl, you have capsized in the ditch this time."
Tubek glanced at the scene in the outpost, and then his eyes fell on the Prince of Thorns who was lying on the ground gasping for breath.
To Qianzi's laughter, Amon just responded with an angry growl.
"Carry him away."
Galmo Zejie raised his chin, and two people walked out from behind, both wearing silver power armor, and went up to carry the Prince of Thorns away.
Bahram looked at them and finally realized that they were the initiators of the disaster at Red Sand Camp.
“It’s you!”
“Ah, you are such smart little guys.”
Garmo Zejie moved his limbs and walked up to Bahram step by step. His pale face full of cracks showed a cruel smile,
“With that kind of ability, you must be Soshyan’s little baby. Will he be happy if I hang you on the flag?"
"Heretic. Bastard!"
"Hahaha, I can accept it when others in the empire scold you like this. But only you!”
Galmo Zejie bent down, pulled off Bahram’s helmet, grabbed his chin, and raised his face that still had some gray veins.
He squinted his eyes and stared at the traces left behind by the gray marrow.
"Only you! You are not qualified to say this!"
After saying that, he let go of his hand, straightened his waist, and looked down at Bahram.
"You will not die, you will become a piece of evidence that will drive you all into the abyss!"
Then he glanced at the other four people on the ground.
"They are the same."
At this moment, Garmo Zejie's inner alarm suddenly sounded, and he instinctively jumped back, using the power of his mutated limbs to jump more than ten meters away, and held up a side Psychic shield.
The next second, a blue fireball hit where he was originally, blasting away the floor tiles and stirring up a cloud of dust. Bahram, who was lying on the ground, was directly pushed away by the air wave. He reached a few meters away and successfully fainted under the violent impact.
Almost the moment Garmo Zejie propped up his shield, a bolt of lightning struck from above, causing his shield to flicker.
“Who!”
Amid Garmo Zejie's stern questioning, a figure emerged from the smoke.
The visitor is wearing a black power armor with red edges, and there are a lot of golden flame patterns on it. There are no marks on the shoulder armor, but there is a metal Sky Eagle emblem on the chest, but it is different from most The Sky Eagle emblem is different. This Sky Eagle appears in the form of a skeleton, surrounded by flames.
The backpack behind the power armor is also in the shape of a skeleton, dotted with a tassel-shaped cloak.
And his golden helmet is even more special. It is a canine creature with upright ears and a protruding mouth and nose. Its eyes are two huge rubies. At the same time, his right hand also holds a strange-shaped weapon. Long-handled sickle-shaped scimitar.
Seeing this weird weapon, Tubek felt a chill in his heart.
This weapon is called the Khepash Sickle and was often used by the Thousand Sons during the Great Crusade. However, after the Scarlet Letter Incident, few people anymore use this sickle-shaped scimitar that symbolizes the Legion's past years.
“Who are you!”
Tubek stepped forward and asked loudly:
“Don’t hide your face!”
But mysterious The man didn't respond, he just stared at Garmo Zejie.
"Don't tell me! Then let me reveal it and take a look!" Tubek, who was furious when the other party ignored him, waved his hand directly, and a wave of lightning and flames swept towards the other party.
When the wave approached five meters in front of him, the mysterious man snorted softly, and a substantive psychic shield burst out, directly dispersing the energy.
"Okay! Come again!"
Tubek didn't believe in evil, and raised his hand and there were several continuous red lightning bolts.
As a result, the opponent raised the scimitar in his hand. The lightning was like iron powder meeting a strong magnet and was directly attracted to the scimitar. Then the man twisted his wrist and the scimitar slashed in the direction of Tubek.
In the blink of an eye, those lightning bolts rolled towards Tubek in the form of a more majestic whirlwind.
“Oops!”
Tubek quickly held up several psychic shields, but was still knocked out by the huge energy, with thick smoke rising all over his body.
Garmo Zejie looked back at the Thousand Sons Wizard. After seeing that he could still stand up, he turned his attention back to the mysterious man.
"Your Excellency has such a powerful psychic power, but in my impression, there seems to be no one like you in the empire."
But the other party did not reply, and still stood there and looked at him.
Galmo Zejie was not annoyed, but suddenly raised his right hand, and then the rune sword that originally belonged to the Prince of Thorns on the ground flew into his hand automatically, and glowed with a strange light again.
“Although Karl possesses this sword, he cannot fully utilize it.”
The former Soul Drinker’s think tank stared at the runes on the sword, and then made a sudden movement, drawing in the void A cross mark appeared.
The mysterious man also cut down the scimitar at the same time, and the two energies collided fiercely in mid-air, setting off a strong air current.
Galmo Zejie roared and stepped forward with his sword. As he sprinted, countless sharp spikes emerged from the ground and headed towards the wounded members of the Astral Knight.
The mysterious man then twisted the scimitar, and a few spells floated out from under the helmet. In an instant, all the wounded were wrapped in a pale golden shield, which resisted the spikes.
As soon as he finished all this, the rune sword had already stabbed in front of him.
In the blink of an eye, the mysterious man disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared beside Garmo Zejie, slashing down with the scimitar in his hand.
The two weapons collided, sparks bursting out of the warp.
Unwilling to fail, Garmo Zejie swung away the opponent's weapon with his sword, then suddenly stretched out his left arm, and a black light condensed in his palm.
In an instant, claws composed of countless shadows came from all directions, trying to tear the mysterious man's body apart.
At this time, he heard a chuckle from the opponent's helmet, and then felt a heat.
"Huh?"
Under his surprised gaze, a strange blue flame rose from the feet of the mysterious man, contrasting with the golden flame patterns on the opponent's armor, forming some kind of magnificent and strange... picture.
With the appearance of the blue flame, all the shadows disappeared, and then the mysterious man stretched out his palm and went straight to Galmo Zejie's face.
“Don’t even think about it!”
Galmo Zejie shouted and thrust out the rune sword at the same time.
The moment the sword tip almost touched the opponent's palm, time seemed to freeze. Galmo Zejie found that he could not make any further progress, and at the same time, the blue flames began to spread along the sword towards him.
"Good means——"
Knowing that the opponent was stronger than he expected, Galmo Zejie decisively opened his mouth and spit out a ball of pure black smoke forward, extinguishing the After catching the flames on the sword, he immediately retreated.
“We admit defeat this time, but the matter is not over yet, we will see you later!”
Gal Mozejie quickly evacuated the outpost and disappeared into the night with those people.
The mysterious man did not chase, but turned around to look at the messy outpost and several unconscious soldiers, and then sighed softly.
“What a mess——”
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