Chapter 1924 The Sword of Transcendence
“Kill!”
Realizing that the enemy was coming to their side, the three Slaanesh warriors immediately surrounded them from three directions. Many mutations appeared on their once smooth bodies. There are many barbs and scales left on the armor, and the madness has infected all the pride of the past.
But they remain the deadliest killers in the galaxy.
With both blades in hand, Amnak danced a deadly dance of blades with the fallen Space Marines, flying between sonic booming swords, scimitars and claws, and channeling their terrifying power Used against themselves, carelessly moving around enemies who are clumsy in comparison. "Ah! Damn it!"
With a scream, the sword thrust out by one man was deflected by Amnak and penetrated the chest of the other man, while the sharp claws that came from behind and tried to attack the back of his head stabbed into the neck of the sword holder.
Afterwards, there was a spin, the sharp blade flew, and the three people fell into seven or eight pieces and fell to the ground.
Caesar looked at this scene and murmured to himself:
"The original primarch once said that the three things he trusted most in the Legion were the hands of Fabius. The heart of Vespasian, and the sword of Akulduna!”
Although he realized that this might be the chief swordsman of the former legion, their positions were completely opposite, and Caesar could only raise his hand! Guns are fired at each other.
But his bullet missed the target, because long before he pulled the trigger, Amnak stabbed the chest of a Slaanesh warrior with the saber of Chanabar, and then penetrated the neck of another with the Holy Flame Sword. , pulling the two people in front of him as shields, all those explosive bombs hit the bodies of their former kind.
When the broken body fell limp, the man had disappeared.
"So, do you still remember Akulduna's sword?"
The voice sounded, and Caesar turned around in shock and saw the other party appearing on the left side at some point. The sword pierced the chest of Andalos - this was once one of the famous strong men in the Royal Blade. Although he has completely given up his past qualities, he still has excellent swordsmanship second only to Lucius, but now But was easily defeated.
The fallen former swordsman’s eyes widened, and an incredible sound came from under his helmet.
"Are you really the Second Captain!?"
The other party just chuckled, drew out his weapon and spun it around at a fatal speed, splattering blood on the surrounding Slaanesh warriors, and then punched Andalus. Knocked over.
"You will know soon."
"Don't panic, everyone! Come on together! Trap his sword!"
War gang member Zhou Su issued a calm voice The voice of The injector can spray liquid flames to burn the opponent.
Nine Slaanesh warriors, including Kaisar and Andaloth, who had just gotten up after being severely wounded, attacked Amnak together.
Amnak laughed contemptuously, strode forward like a meteor, pierced a man's chest with a sword, cut off a man's head with another sword, and then another The sword slashed at Andalus.
Unexpectedly, Andalus actually withstood the blow with his shoulder. While his whole body was almost penetrated, he blocked Amnak's Holy Sword with his sword, and then two Slaanesh warriors came from behind. Attacked, Amnak turned around, kicked one away, and pierced the other with his sword. But the moment he drew his sword, two sharp blades struck at the same time. Amnak raised the Chanabar saber. Block.
At that moment, it seemed that his arms were restricted.
“Die!!!”
Zhou Su jumped up with a roar, the power gloves on his arms flashed with electric light, and the flame nozzles also glowed faintly red.
Caesar ran quickly from behind the opponent, the blade in his hand flashing with cold light. Facing this landslide-like death offensive, Amnak stood firm and motionless.
At the moment when death was about to come, he suddenly took action, and time seemed to freeze at this moment. Then the Shengyan sword burst out with a half-meter-long silver flame, and instantly screamed Andalus cut the body into pieces, and the saber held in the other hand quickly turned around with the palm of his hand to cut both of them into two. This was a swordsmanship beyond Caesar's imagination. It was no longer a speed and speed that mortals could achieve. accurate.
Amidst the screams, the power fist gloves that were about to hit the opponent fell along with his arms.
"Ah——"
Zhou Su looked at his severed arm. There was only a look of shock in his black eyes. A large amount of blood poured out from the stump, soaking the deck under his feet, and then passed Human physiological functions immediately started to stop the bleeding, and the power armor also injected the last reserves of combat anesthetics and analgesics into the blood vessels and spine.
Then his body suddenly tilted, and the opponent slashed off his left knee with anatomical precision with a backhand sword. The cut servo and fiber bundles spurted out sparks along with the gush of blood, and then again Cut off the right thigh in one stroke.
Zhou Su fell to the ground. The former White Scar traitor was reduced to a wailing living dead wrapped in damaged armor. The little blood in his body continued to flow to the floor.
Caesar was stunned. Everything happened in just two breaths. When he reacted, the opponent's Chanabar saber was less than an inch away from his forehead.
Staring at the sharp blade close at hand, beads of sweat slowly slid down Caesar's pale handsome face, along with his will to resist and the weapons in his hands.
"You are the only one worthy of living."
After saying that, the other party twisted his wrist and hit Caesar's temple with the hilt of the sword, knocking him to the ground.
On the other side, Lucius didn't pay attention to what happened at all, or in other words, he couldn't care about anything anymore.
".Impossible.Impossible.Impossible."
The darling (plaything) of Slaanesh was struggling on the pile of corpses, his eyes were wandering, his limbs were weak, and his lips and teeth stained black with blood were just repeating one sentence tremblingly.
The rapid wear-off of the drug was like using a knife to peel off the skin and muscles on his defenseless body. This feeling made Lucius breathless. He struggled to cover it up, but he felt exhausted.
His pride, his self-esteem, and his perfection were all thrown into the mud and trampled on at this moment.
He was almost going crazy, or maybe it was better this way.
But at this time, he was terribly sober, and he knew unmistakably that he had lost completely, to the person who had guided him.
"Say."
Suddenly, a sword was placed on top of his head. The cold tip of the sword pierced his scalp and caused a slight sting. However, to Lucius's dull senses, it was almost just a bite. .
"If I kill you at this time, will you still be resurrected? Do you want to be resurrected in me?"
Lucius lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and kept Kneeling on his knees, he tried to stand up, but he had no strength at all. It was as if all the bones in his body were broken and his muscles melted. His sword fell a hundred meters away, helpless. touch.
(End of this chapter)