Chapter 1481 The Battle for the King (4)
“Viktor, if you have the guts, come and face me in person!!”
Soshiyang roared, waving his sword, Rip open a Mandela blurry neck.
Now they are advancing at a speed of almost meters. The number and types of enemies are increasing, and even Soshyan feels powerless.
Suddenly, he heard Occam’s cry and turned around to see Alpha’s assault commander stumbling back, a twisting Mandela clinging to him, a supernatural The long hand stabbed into the chest.
"Get out!"
Soshyan swept out his sword and slashed into the hazy substance of the opponent's cube, causing it to convulse in obvious pain, and then knocked it off Occam's body with a punch and a kick. Trampled to ashes.
"Is it okay."
When Soshyan lifted Occam up, he could feel that the commander of the assault was shaking all over, but it was not fear, but the depth of his soul. The coldness of the place.
“I I think so.”
Occam gasped, clutching his chest and opening his eyes wide behind his helmet.
"I'm afraid I'm really going to fall into trouble this time"
Not far away, the Emperor's Son let out a strangled scream, and two Mandela penetrated his armor and used The cold claws stopped his heartbeat.
In the end, the swordsman's body fell in the crackling blue lightning spots, and his soul fell apart.
Now there are only eight people left in the team of twenty.
Occam felt that his vision had begun to blur a little, and the biting chill was invading his bone marrow. In fact, this was not the first time that his team had been wiped out. Occam's career as a warrior had not been smooth, and it would not be good to change it. ——He is probably a teammate’s nemesis.
Not long ago, in the battle with that powerful being, almost all of his war gang were killed, and he was the only one alive, but this did not mean that Occam could accept this result.
“Ha, ha, ha”
Opening his mouth and gasping softly, Occam didn’t know why, but his consciousness suddenly became blurry, but after blinking, he found himself again Back to that place——
Under the huge and unknown black pyramid.
"This is Strike Master Occam of the Executioners. We have been deceived, brothers, this alien being has fooled us all! It uses us to insult the Legion's glorious name, but the Alpha Legion can adapt, change! Nine The Serpents of the Head come out in force, unleashing our combined wrath on this pagan god, defeating it with all our weapons! For the sake of the Emperor!"
In Trance! , Occam stumbled back to the stone steps of the giant black pyramid, passing the Alpha Legion officer and several soldiers who were using the fallen obelisk as cover. The indicator on the helmet locked on the rotating storm, the officer and him His men unleashed the full force of their bolter fire on the C'tan, and Legionnaires in surrounding towers fired Rogue bombs into the vortex, then jumped out before the wind tore the structure apart.
Bright flashes exploded around the C'tan, and heavily armed Legionnaires fired missiles at the hovering light, only to be engulfed by the Deceiver.
Heavy Weapons Legionnaires fired missile after missile at the eternal being, more fire spewed from the whirlwind of destruction around the C'tan, and Occam hurled another into the storm. Melta bomb, but the flash that vaporizes everything is easily absorbed by its light and fury.
Surrounding the Deceiver, the Alpha Legion warriors fired their weapons at the C'tan from ancient cairns and technological tombs, venting their hatred and desire for revenge against the alien gods. Occam saw the flash. The muzzle of his gun fired explosive bombs one after another at the angry creature.
But it had no effect, the white pillar of fire of the C'tan began to turn like a loose rope, plowing destruction through the ancient buildings of Royal Belphegor, passing through temples, tombs and monuments without any hindrance.
Above, energy vortices crackled across the surface of the molten core, releasing a portion of the wrath of the spherical core itself. Pillars of fire cut between the starships stationed nearby by the Alpha Legion fleet, and several frigates were divided. Second, a light cruiser was pulled into the flaming core. Occam's former right-hand man, the former Night Lord Malik, fired his plasma gun at the abomination. The Deceiver screamed his eternal hatred at the Eighth Legion soldier, instantly turning Malik into a A wisp of black smoke smeared on the steps.
"Death, alien creature!"
The Word Bearer's acolyte Phil shouted, his giant sword raised above his head with both hands, and the Star God stretched out He took out a flawless white long claw and placed it on Phil's rune-engraved breastplate. The next second, nothing was left of the Word Bearer. His armor turned into countless fragments, and the grotesque demon body dazzled. Instantly vanished into ashes in the flash of light.
"Die!"
To avenge his brother, Captain Fubol, also from the Word Bearers, slashed a terrifying claw at the monster's face. The Star God took a few steps back and glared at Fubo. Your eyes are radiant.
The former company commander melted, and air masses of liquefied ceramite and blood flowed to the ground.
Koda, Occam's most trusted brother and think tank, used the power of the warp to smite the C'tan, but the entity did not even use its reality-distorting power on the wizard, and a sharp claw went straight through it. past the legionnaire's breastplate and tore two hearts from his chest.
The body of the dead wizard lost vitality and fell from the steps of the pyramid. His godless eyes turned to Occam.
"Occam? Occam? What's wrong with you?"
Suddenly, Occam felt someone pushing him. He suddenly woke up and found that Soshyan was grabbing his shoulder.
It seemed that he had just fallen into memories.
However, the heat of the fire and the coldness that penetrates into the soul are so real.
“It’s okay.”
Occam replied hoarsely, his voice a little more metallic, but the chaos of the battlefield prevented both of them from noticing this.
"That's good, we have to continue fighting."
Soshiyang patted the opponent's back, but Occam subconsciously moved away, as if he didn't want Soshiyang to Touch something.
"Soshiyan!"
Suddenly, a slightly familiar voice sounded. It turned out to be Efrenie who arrived with the team of the Venomous Tongue Cabal, accompanied by the Nightmare Bishop Qian. noodle.
Those troops, mainly Predator Bikes and Scourges, launched an attack as soon as they came up, slamming into the flanks of the Black Heart Cabal.
Victor just smiled coldly, then turned to wink at several courtiers near the throne. Among them were silent swordsmen, cloaked Haemonculi, and even rare The eight-armed snake man.
These are all the masters close to Victor. They have been waiting for possible changes. They are basically old monsters that have lived for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years. Any one of them can be placed in Comoros. It's a role that's unique enough.
With a roar, several masters under Victor's command rushed into the battlefield like black lightning, and immediately approached Efreni.
But the Daughter of Shadows was not afraid, and led the team of the Venomous Tongue Cabal to engage in a melee with the enemy, and loudly said to Soshyan:
"Leave this to me! Go and save people!"
(End of this chapter)