Chapter 1255 Soul Hunter


Chapter 1255 Soul Hunter

“Go to hell, you bastard!”

Armin had just teamed up with a comrade to chop off a nightmare’s head with a sword when he heard a melodious and sinister voice.

In an instant, the remaining four nightmares retreated at the same time.

At first Armin even expected to see a whole team of terrifying alien warriors, but in the end he could only make out a single figure.

"Here comes another ugly thing!"

Armin noticed that some symbols on the tall warrior's armor were glowing, which undoubtedly had evil energy, and there was also a vague human face sliding over it, which made Almin The hair on the back of Ming's neck tingled.

“Originally I just wanted to trap you in the forest and wait until things are resolved over there before I can deal with you, but it’s also good to do this now. When your soul reaches that place, you can tell everyone Who killed you?"

Twisted High Gothic with a Comorian snake accent hissed without any fluctuation in the moist air.

“We hold the night as we hold fear and let it flow through your veins. You may think you can be protected by your companions, but we will feast on your soul before dawn.”
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The chief consul, Valosian Seselak, also known as the "Soul Hunter", slowly walked out of the darkness with elegant steps.

Armin narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Alien, put away your lies. You are incapable of breaking through the fortress. You have no idea what kind of power is waiting for you."

The Chief Consul waved his hand and smiled. :

"You said those guys on the track are as stupid as you? You simply-"

As he spoke, his pale face suddenly stiffened, and then turned into twisted anger.

He stared at Armin with burning eyes and said softly:

"It seems that you are hiding something that I don't know about."

Then, he slowly pulled out He removed the dry blade from his waist.

"It seems that I have to kill you now. It's a pity that I have arranged the plan for so long, but I don't think everything will go as planned."

"For the Emperor!"

Armin raised his chainsword and charged forward, as did the other veterans, and the new recruits fired.

The Dark Eldar did not dare to show weakness. The nightmares and warriors brandished their swords to fight back, and poison crystals flew across the air.

With a howl, Armin drew his power sword in a huge arc, trying to cut off the alien's body directly.

Valosian turned around gracefully and casually laid the weapon across the path of Armin's sword.

The size difference between the two was huge, but as a scream of metal on metal came out, sparks flew out when the two weapons came into contact, Armin's attack was ineffective.

Jacob also joined the fight. He stared at the bastard who had been sneak-attacking him before. The opponent had obviously run out of ammunition, so he replaced it with a pair of machetes.

For Jacob, who had lost one of his hands, facing such an enemy alone was almost like committing suicide.

After all, when heading into battle and storms or any other kind of danger, it's one thing to know that you're going to survive by some shitty luck or the Emperor's blessing, but knowing without a shadow of a doubt that you're going to die soon. It will end is another matter.

Jacob looked into his soul and saw that fear was there, but it did not consume him.

He felt strangely nervous and excited at the same time, but he was not afraid. More, there was anger in his heart, and a desire for revenge against the aliens made his fear almost insignificant.

The recruit felt that he had reached the climax of his desire to kill. He was eager to attack his enemy and almost desperate to start the killing.

But his speed is too slow.

"Haha, monkey, I won't let you die too easily, although the tenacity of your original life is beyond my imagination. You almost consumed all my bullets by yourself."

While the other party was mocking Jacob, he kept cruising around him. Anxiety took over Jacob and he literally felt himself slowing down.

The complex and various wounds on his body caused the power to disappear from the body, and the speed also disappeared.

He blocked the opponent's attack with one arm, and then moved away to avoid the second attack, but the edge of the scimitar still cut open his breastplate, leaving a large blood stain on his chest.

Jacob swung his right arm, but it only hit an afterimage. He now only relied on intuition and reflexes to fight, and his attacks no longer had the power they once had.

But that doesn't stop him from coming face to face with a freak he's convinced will kill him.

Taking a step back, they paused briefly to look at each other, both feeling the touch of fate.

"Monkey, I can keep your head or eyes."

"Come and try if you have the guts, you alien without balls."

Jacob Seeing the opponent's gauntlet clenched tightly, this was the flash of the opponent starting to attack, so he ducked back in advance when the opponent attacked.

This guy is really fast. Jacob can barely dodge his attack with his sword, let alone escape completely.

When he did this, the opponent suddenly made a big swing and kicked him in the jaw, knocking him to the ground.

It was hard to imagine that such slender limbs could explode with such huge power. This made Jacob roll back with stars in his eyes.

When he raised his eyes, the scimitar had already slashed down in a shining arc. Jacob barely had time to roll to the side and suddenly reached out to grab an alien corpse next to him.

The blood sprayed on the target when the machete struck him, making a sound like a butcher chopping meat.

Jacob then kicked out, but his opponent jumped out of the way and struck down the scimitar again.

This time Jacob had time to block the chainsword in his right hand in front of him, but the position was not good, and the impact pushed the weapon into his chest.

This made him cry out in pain under the impact, feeling his blood flow out of his chest.

"This is called reaping the consequences!"

The Dark Eldar mocked, raising the scimitar again and preparing to chop it down again.

Jacob endured the pain and rolled over to stand up. He jumped forward in time to avoid it, fell to the ground again, and then stood up again.

He found himself face to face with another Dark Eldar, who had his claw blade raised to kill him.

"No, don't kill him! He is mine!"

He heard the Dark Eldar roar behind him, and the alien in front of him suddenly stopped in surprise. Jacob used This time he smashed his chainsword into the guy's ribs, and turned back in time to block the scimitar attack.

The impact of this time not only made his right arm numb, he also felt that something on his wrist was broken.

Soon, a sharp pain came from his arm, and the chain sword slipped from his numb left hand.

The alien's weird pointed helmet burst out with a victorious laugh, feeling that the Space Marines who had lost their weapons were already lambs to be slaughtered.

“Now is the day you die, difficult ape.”

“That’s not good to say.”

Jacob is also surprised at how calm he is now. , he answered the other party with a ferocious smile, and suddenly waved his arms.

The attack was so fast that the Eldar had almost no time to dodge, and the extremely sharp poison chips cut into the flesh from the weak points of the armor.

(End of this chapter)

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