Chapter 1281 The Pursuer
“Hand over the betrayer.”
In front of the gaping hole in Ark Mechanicum, demons piled up, half-melted spikes piercing the victims their bodies, torturing them, piercing their arms, legs and torsos.
Those mortals were captured when the frontline command post was raided. It stands to reason that most of them were beheaded and could not survive, but it seemed that their bodies were still fighting against those spikes, endlessly Writhing in unimaginable pain, as if it was an indescribable joy.
“Be careful——”
Santo Joel reminded the soldiers around him that he too felt the danger.
"Hand over the traitors."
The voice is now clearer and more distinct.
Shadows gathered in the lightless corner, and a mouse with a human face giggled and ran between Joel's boots, with the face of a lost child and a forgotten lover. Bat-like creatures crawled across the ceiling in clumps, whispering to each other.
Strange outlines tugged at his eyes, twisted shapes leaping in the cold air even as they twisted and swelled beyond his comprehension.
Joel
A voice whispered in his ear, and the Lord of the Blood Knights turned around, but there was nothing but the echo of wild laughter.
Joel, Joel, Joel...
At this moment, the voice shouting his name was lingering around, filling his skull.
Santo Joel began to cough, feeling that his lungs were suddenly filled with something, pearly smoke spurted out of his mouth, and it seemed like two fingers were pulling out his Trachea, despite his efforts to restrain himself, the sounds rose and spread as he dropped the sword and gripped his own throat, the pain moving as things in his body moved with agony worse than death.
The Lord of the Blood Knights fell forward, his skull seemed to be squeezed into a ball, and his organs were being squeezed.
After that, he vaguely felt something stepping on his armor with a delicate hoof.
"Presumptuous!"
A roar was like a bucket of cold water poured on Joel's head, making him wake up immediately.
Kneeling on one knee, he turned his head and saw Soshyan striding towards him.
"Oh, great man, your name is spreading in the realm of the gods."
The Keeper snickered and looked below, the fox-like fangs colliding in the bull-like mouth and making a clicking sound. There was a sound, and as it turned its head, the giant horns wrapped in gold chains and hung with priceless jewelry scratched the ceiling above its head.
The thing was long and thin, disgusting and bewildering. It was neither male nor female, with four arms on its torso, two of which ended in giant crab claws.
At the same time, it also has two hands holding exquisite sword blades forged from glass.
“I am the seeker, brought back by the command of my Lord that miserable rebellion.”
"No one asked about your purpose."
Soshiyang said coldly, his voice was still calm even though it was shrouded in the aura of blasphemy.
“Don’t be so heartless.”
The devil said as he bent down to face Soshyan.
“You exude the breath of love, how delicious it is, just let me taste it, I can become a more perfect existence than her, able to satisfy all your desires.”
As it spoke, its face unexpectedly changed, turning into a face that could stun all sentient beings. It was the most beautiful and charming face that Soshiyang had ever seen.
And its horns turned into long green hair like a waterfall, its eyes were as blue as the stars and the sea, its lips were plump and bright and red, and the white little tiger teeth protruding from between the lips and teeth did not harm her at all. The perfection of the figure adds a bit of charm, and the slender ears and eyebrows add to the charm.
What’s even more terrifying is that she is almost exactly the same as Veronica, looking at Soshiyang with pleading eyes.
“You——”
Soshiyang subconsciously took a step back.
"Silly guy."
The other person took a step forward when he took a step back, and his voice was exactly the same as Veronica's.
"You love me, right?"
"Only the lowest assassins use such despicable tricks, Gurefia, you are still so weak." A mocking one The sound rang in Soshiyang's ears, and he immediately raised his hand and swung his sword handle towards his neck to deflect the sword.
"Oh, what a pity."
The secret keeper snorted mockingly, jumped back, and distanced himself from Soshyan.
Soshiyang did not pursue. Instead, he stood there and gasped softly. The hand holding the sword trembled slightly, because he did hesitate at that moment——
Fear and shame entangled him. mind, but he did not dare to think about the reason.
"What a disappointment, Amnak, do you think you have found a backer?"
The devil in the ring responded mockingly:
"Things like you are not welcome here, get out! Go back to the nightmare of the child you crawled out of! If you want to find me, let the devil Disaster comes here in person!”
The secret keeper turned to Soshyan.
"How about making a deal, give me that guy, and I can tell you a secret about Comoros that you will find useful."
"Comoros?"
Suo Shiyang frowned slightly, wondering why the other party suddenly mentioned this fallen city.
Seeing that Soshyan did not respond, it took a step towards him. The deck under the hooves groaned like a dying animal, and some little demons with smooth flesh and round throat pouches followed from the deck. seepage on.
"Yes, a very worthwhile secret, just give me the betrayer."
At this time, Soshyan tilted his head slightly, he had already heard the heavy shouts of the Terminators. Footsteps.
Then he smiled coldly and said:
"Sorry, not interested."
After saying that, he waved his arm suddenly.
"Kill it."
In an instant, hundreds of storm bolters and plasma guns fired at the same time, instantly lighting up the surrounding darkness.
The violent attack made the body of the secret keeper instantly become tattered. The demon roared furiously and rushed forward, the weapon in his hand flying into the air and cutting towards Soshiyang.
Soshyan raised the sword in his hand to hold the loud blade that was less than a few inches away from his helmet. His joints whined as the demon exerted pressure on it, but the Space Marines did not give the opponent a chance to apply more force. Santo Joel on the side suddenly stretched out his weapon and hit the secret keeper on the knee.
The demon staggered back, then hissed and stretched out a claw. Joel stepped aside, and then pierced the demon's flesh with his sword downwards.
At the same time, Suoshiyang also smashed the Sheng Yan Sword into its milky white thigh.
The Keeper of Secrets screamed and swung one of its swords at Joel, beating him until he dropped to one knee.
At the same time, a large number of demons also surrounded the Terminators, and the battle was extremely fierce.
When the Keeper of Secrets attacked Joel, Soshyan plunged the sword deeply into the abominable flesh, pus suddenly spurted out, and the demon's screams became sharper, and it spun to face Soshyan, Backhand pierced the deck with the sword in a shower of sparks and shattered metal.
"Pain...such sweet pain."
The Keeper muttered, stroking the wound with his claws.
"It's a pity that it is difficult for the world to understand."
Then the Keeper of Secrets stared at Soshyan, its charming eyes active on the scarred face, and continued with its sickly and sweet voice Said:
"The same is true for your desires. The world will not accept it. You must painfully pretend to be an ascetic..."
Soshiyang stared at the thing, his face hidden under the helmet like a mask. Sound and color, and then activated the gray marrow.
“You’ve talked enough nonsense.”
(End of this chapter)