Chapter 1482 The Battle for the King (5)
“Thank you!”
Looking at the Efreni team fighting with those masters, Soshiyang nodded and worked hard. He rushed towards Victor, not even using his sword along the way, and directly used his body to knock away those who stood in his way.
However, just when he rushed to a distance of less than a hundred meters from the opponent, he was stopped by a figure.
The opponent slowly strode out from behind the pillar, causing Soshiyang to quickly stop.
"You-"
Soshiyang's throat was blocked, and then he made an unbelievable sound.
"Are you still alive?"
What appeared in front of him was the nightmare he encountered in the mysterious underground ruins of Armageddon many years ago. The opponent's body was full of horns. He would never forget the armor and the dark shadow surrounding him. After all, he was unable to fight back at that time.
But what he didn't know was that what appeared in front of him was the supreme of all nightmares, Drazal!
With a slow sense of oppression, Drazal walked ten meters in front of Soshyan and looked at him steadily.
A moment later, a deep voice came from under the white demon helmet.
“Another first meeting, what a twist of fate.”
Soshiyang narrowed his eyes slightly.
“What you said is really contradictory.”
Veronica heard the conversation between the two, and then reminded loudly:
"Soshyan, it is Drazal! The strongest nightmare, you must be careful!"
> Soshyan frowned slightly, but he didn't understand this character. Instead, Kayan took a breath.
"It turned out to be it. I heard that Ahriman once suffered a loss at the hands of a Dark Eldar. It is said that this is him. It seems. There are rumors that he is Ahla, the fallen phoenix who created the Nightmare Shrine. , the former Phoenix Lord who attacked the Scorpion Shrine, but according to reports from the Thousand Sons, this guy may not be a living creature, and is just a ball of dust under the armor.”
But the identity of the other party has already been affected. Soshyan was no longer determined, but he still cared about what this man went through after the last time they met, and how he left Ullano.
"You are different from before."
"Haha, I feel very sharp, a descendant of the Citizen Temple. But the human you saw is dead, and I am me now."
< br>"Strange logic."
"Nothing strange."
As he spoke, Drazal stretched out his left arm.
"Bring it."
"What?"
"You know."
Soshyan glanced at Drazal and then at Vero Nika finally shook her head.
“Even if I give it to you, will you hand it over?”
The other party was silent, but the meaning was already very obvious.
"Then things are very simple."
Soshyan took a step back with his right leg, pointed the sword diagonally at the opponent, and made an offensive posture.
Drazaar slowly lowered his arm, and then shadows gathered in his palms, and two broad-bladed knives appeared in his hands.
The next moment, Soshiyang was surrounded by shadows that blocked out the sky and sun, isolating him from other people, as if he had entered an independent space.
He even felt as if he was being submerged, as the shadows surged up from the shore like sea water, flooding the entire temple.
As Soshyan looked around and saw the waves of shadows rolling by, a strange feeling began to emerge.
In an instant, the furnace-like heat of this temple suspended on lava had been replaced by a damp and biting cold, eroding his bones and consciousness. "Then, let's get started."
Looking at the other party striding towards him through the shadows, anger surged through Soshiyang, forcing him to hold the breath he had been holding. .
"I am no longer what I used to be!"
Soshiyang growled, swung his sword forward, and used all his strength to raise the cracked sword and aim it at the nightmare's helmet.
The opponent easily parried with one hand. When the long sword hit the machete, a violent storm of darkness erupted. The repelled Soshyan seemed to be wrapped in a black curtain.
Soshyan chopped the shadows into invisible pieces, and then continued to rush towards the enemy.
The two engaged in a fierce head-on confrontation, with swords and knives colliding rapidly and sparks flying.
Drazal holds a blade in each hand, and his figure is as agile as a butterfly soaring on the battlefield. At the same time, he is surrounded by various ghosts with skeletal faces, flying and scratching at Soshiyang from time to time. The cold air makes Soshiyang fight. The nails were covered with a thin layer of frost.
After fighting for more than ten rounds, Soshiyang painfully discovered that his combat skills were still unable to match those of his opponent - if he had to compare, the man in front of him had better double-blade skills than Thor.
After deceiving Soshyan into counterattacking with a feint, Soshyan felt a burst of pain when the blade passed between his ribs.
His armor was riddled with holes after the fierce battle. With a slight scratch from the opponent, large pieces of ceramic steel fell out mixed with blood.
Even the server of his armor has been shut down a long time ago. Soshyan now relies solely on his own brute force to drive the armor to fight, which further causes his movements to be less swift than before.
Soshyan stared closely at his opponent, lowering his left shoulder as if to move in that direction, and there was a glint of victory in his eyes as Drazal brandished his Kleve machete in an attempt to intercept him.
This was a simple feint, Soshyan moved his body's center of gravity to the right and passed the end of the blade.
Then, the next step was to draw his sword across the opponent's right leg, wait for the opponent to lose balance, and then strike again——
But before Soshiyang could continue his plan, De Lazar suddenly stretched out his fingers and inserted them into Soshyan's chest like an arrow, directly poking a bloody hole in his breastplate and almost touching his ribs.
When Soshyan retreated, Drazal followed him, slammed the handle of the Clive broad-bladed knife in his left hand into Soshyan's abdominal cavity, turned around and kicked him in the Shoulder, the huge force almost caused Soshyan to fall backward.
Before he could recover, the opponent kicked the Space Marine Chapter Master on the back again.
Soshiyang slammed his sword back with his backhand, but it missed.
“Uh!”
Suddenly, something hit the back of his head.
The opponent hit the helmet hard with the hilt of the sword. Soshyan realized the danger, rolled forward and then turned around.
Nightmare jumped forward, threw the Clive broad-bladed knife in his left hand, and kicked Soshyan in the neck the moment he swung the sword to knock away the weapon flying towards the face.
Soshyan staggered back under the heavy blow, and the Kleve broad-bladed sword that was knocked away was spinning above his head. The nightmare jumped up on his shoulders, holding the rotating blade in the air. Then he rolled to the ground.
“Oops!”
Realizing that he had lost his balance, Soshyan quickly took a few steps back, concentrating on his steps and preparing to move again.
But the opponent was too fast. As soon as he landed, the two swords crossed and the weapons of both sides collided again.
But this time Soshyan was obviously not as fast as his opponent.
What's worse, his weapon-
Bang!
After hundreds of collisions, the power sword in his hand could no longer withstand it. It exploded in the opponent's last slam, and the flying sharp metal hit Soshyan's broken armor and exposed parts. There were deep marks on his skin, and they even nearly penetrated the eyepiece of his helmet.
Knowing that he had to fight hard, Soshyan suddenly pulled off his helmet and threw it at the opponent. Then he waved the remaining broken sword in his hand and aimed it at Drazal's head.
With a click, the shadow dissipated.
(End of this chapter)