Chapter 1487 The Power of the King
“Hey, this is not a place for chatting.”
Taros’ reminder sounded, and Soshyan realized that they were still on the battlefield, and now the entire temple There are demons everywhere, and Victor no longer knows where he has gone. Some of his warriors are still fighting, but more of them are members of the Ark Eldar, the Harlequin Troupe, and the Venomous Tongue Cabal.
"Kayon, what do you say?"
"Withdraw."
After that, Kayon squeezed out the last bit of strength and joined forces with Philo Ronana to open a portal.
Occam and others walked in first. At this time, Soshyan felt Veronica tug on his belt, so he turned around.
"What's wrong?"
Veronica pointed at Jain Zar and her followers. They were fighting the plague drones, and it was also because of their cover. The creatures did not interfere with Soshyan.
Knowing what Veronica meant, Soshiyang sighed softly, and then said loudly:
"Lord Jain! Let's go! It's not suitable to stay here for a long time!"
Jan Zal looked back at Veronica, who also shouted to her:
"Mother, what's the matter? Let’s talk about it later, it’s very dangerous here!”
The Phoenix Lord was silent for a moment, then let out a scream, and all the howling banshees immediately gathered around her, and the team soon rushed towards the portal.
However, before they could evacuate, the earth suddenly trembled violently, and then the rotten vines and dead branches pierced the lava lake and the floor, and began to spread and grow. At the same time, the large number of pustules attached to them burst one after another, and gushed out. Counting demons.
Dead wood is growing!
"You go first."
The portal is not big and can only accommodate one person passing through at a time, so Soshiyang plans to take the back seat for everyone.
What's more important is that he has to beware of Victor's tricks. In addition, Drazal has been watching him from a distance, not knowing what to do.
At the same time, he was also looking for Everene and others, but did not find them. They may have retreated in advance.
"I'm with you."
Veronica came to Soshyan holding the Heart of Avalon, and then looked at Jain Zar who had already stretched out his hand towards her.
"We will be fine, mother, the warriors of Arkworld still need you to lead them."
The Phoenix Lord had no choice but to plunge into the portal in silence.
“I want to leave!”
A whisper like ice sounded, and the Lord Mandela seemed not to let go of its prey, but when it saw Soshiyan, it immediately changed its mind.
“Your head seems to be more valuable.”
He raised the decapitation knife full of evil symbols and walked forward, the human skin on his waist spinning on his legs, A wave of coldness rolled outwards as he moved.
The next second, the opponent disappeared directly on the spot, but the decapitating knife flew over Suo Shiyang's head.
“Be careful.”
Soshyan gently pushed Veronica back, dodged the blow, and intended to stab the sword into the opponent's chest with his backhand.
The Yanyang Sword then cut through the shadow like a scalpel.
But Soshyan did not hit Kandulak.
An impaled Mandela arched his back and screamed, the machete falling from his limp fingers.
The guy didn't resist when Soshyan grabbed him by the throat, pulled him up and threw him aside.
"Get out, don't be a cowardly subject that I look down on. My style is different from Victor's."
"You are so narcissistic! Who are your subjects!"
In the slightly annoyed voice of Lord Mandela, the Yanyang Sword hit the guillotine. Although Mandela did not completely belong to the Eldar race, Soshyan could still deal with it relatively easily.
As soon as Kandulak hit the ground, Soshyan turned around and bumped his shoulder into the opponent to force him to retreat. At this time, a Mandela tried to sneak attack Soshyan from the side, but Veronica directly swung a green lightning.
In the flash of lightning, Mandela's body suddenly burst, revealing his swollen and mutated flesh. His skin was rippling with changing colors, like boiling mud boiling and evaporating.
"It is really treasonous to besiege your king and queen! It seems that I must teach you some imperial etiquette!"
Kandulak passed the curve of Soshyan's first attack He lowered his waist and twisted to the side under the second blow, but he could feel his bones making a popping sound with every rise and fall, and his skin began to ache even if the opponent's sword did not touch him.
And he ignored it and swung the vortex knife, but for some reason, Soshyan was always faster than he saw.
The next second, the other party actually grabbed the edge of his knife with his bare hands and laughed contemptuously.
"That's it,"
As he said, hot flames poured out from the Sun Sword, stinging Khandulac's deformed face.
He let go of the guillotine in his hand, let out a piercing scream and staggered back. When the flames spread all over his body, he even used his claws to dig out the waxy flesh from his face.
Soshyan aimed downwards at the target and swiped the opponent's leg.
Kandulak's scream rose an octave, hugging himself and kneeling on one knee, or kneeling in front of Soshyan.
"That's right."
Soshiyang raised his sword and slapped the opponent's head hard, deliberately just hitting the opponent with the blade of the sword, but the force was enough to break the bones.
Kandulak let out a plaintive cackle and disappeared suddenly.
Soshiyang felt something strange behind him, turned around suddenly, and the sword whizzed past, cutting the shadow crossbow arrow originally aimed at Veronica in mid-air.
“Death!!!”
Kandulak in mid-air turned into several afterimages, and the cold light of the blade suddenly appeared, covering Soshiyang.
Soshiyan avoided the first knife and caught the second knife with the handle of his sword.
"Too weak."
Soshyan raised the Sun Sword and swept it across. Khandulac convulsed as it struck his chest.
The Lord Mandela shook and fell to the ground.
Soshyan's sword then cut into his shoulder, and Khandulac grabbed the blade to stop it from going down, but was unable to pull it out.
He then screamed in agony as Soshyan forced him to his knees.
"With this ugly appearance, you are not even worthy of surrendering to me. You are only suitable to be rotten raw material, nothing more. Do you see it? Do you understand? I can dominate any of you, although I'm not interested in this power at all, but that's not the reason for you to offend this power."
"Asshole--"
Kandulak didn't curse, Soshyan just said softly. At the first exertion he screamed again, wailing like a skinned cat.
Then as the other party screamed, Soshyan suddenly pulled the sword, causing Kandulak to collapse to the ground, and his entire body was almost completely split open.
Soshiyan looked around with his sword in hand, scanning the others with his sharp eyes.
Whether it was the Dark Eldar, Mandela, or Harlequin, they all fell silent when they saw this scene.
Even if they did not surrender, at least they learned well, which is enough for the time being.
At this time everyone has entered the portal, only Kayon is still maintaining it, he said to Soshyan:
"Quick, don't delay. I feel an extremely powerful force approaching nearby. I guess it may be a big demon, and these vines are part of it!"
Suddenly, Drazal swelled up. Palm.
"Wonderful, so wonderful."
(End of this chapter)