The Emperor’s Angel of Death

At this moment, a group of warriors in red pirate armor kept emerging out of thin air from all around Soshyan, and kept firing at the two who had lost their cover.

Soshyan had to dodge between shrapnel and dust, firing back and forth, embedding clumps of hot melt into the enemy's army.

The three red pirates were shot in a row, and their skulls were blown to pieces.

But they still came from all directions, pacing forward cautiously while raising their guns and shooting fiercely, intending to drive Soshyan to a dead end. Gar Mozejie's twisted figure loomed in the crowd.

Seeing the enemy appear, Soshyan growled.

"Salpedon! Come out and face me!"

He lifted Fen Tian into the air in his hand, and even though the bullet rain gnawed at the breastplate, even though the strong impact almost knocked him out, Soshyan squeezed out his strength.

An imposing shock wave mixed with raging flames swept through the space, crushing the red letter and the surrounding red pirates in a destructive manner, turning the shiny armor pieces into large groups of dust and smoke.

And Talos, who fell down not far away, tore off the ineffective helmet and tried to stand up again, but his weak legs didn't obey him. This force caused more blood to flow from the gap in his chest. The middle gurgling poured out.

The prophet's hands trembled and he exerted force. He twisted his body hard and moved to Soshyan, who was not far away, leaving a warm bloodstain on the floor tile.

But before he could move a few feet, he saw a horde of heretics running towards him—dozens of giants in indigo armor and red emerged from the empty smoke, each walking cautiously, Excellent marksmanship.

The enemy troops swarmed from all directions again, as if to drown him.

"I'm afraid this time..."

Talos was helpless and could only grit his teeth and pull the trigger to the end.

"Long time no see, Chapter Commander of Astral Knights."

Gar Mozejie, who was wearing a hood, spoke frivolously, and lightly buckled the stone bricks under his feet with a curved stick in his hand.

"I can't help but feel relieved to meet again. It's a pity that the so-called Empire Rising Star is just a mere appearance, and it can't even make me feel the slightest surprise."

The demon's whisper, resembling the smoke that enveloped reality, plunged Soshyan into deep anger.

"traitor!"

Suo Shiyan lowered his hands to burn the sky, letting his blade collide with the floor tiles.

"well said!"

Gar Mozejie laughed.

"Loyal Soshyan! Loyal Soshyan! It even knows to accuse others of being heretics! Do you think I don't know what you're looking for in the exorcism?"

The anger affected all limbs, dragged Soshyang's body weighing more than 1,000 catties into the air, and threw him straight at the sneering enemy in front of him.

He stepped up and leaped, and Fen Tian slashed out an earth-shattering blow in his hand.

However, Gar Mozejie flashed into the haze, and the sharp blade that lost its target was deeply embedded in a silver altar shaped like eagle claws behind the opponent.

"Broken with embarrassment?"

At the moment when Soshyan slashed the silver-white altar, the color of the ether stirred in the space merged into a strong beam of incandescent color, which locked him dead on the altar.

"Damn it! This is—"

Suoshyang roared angrily, desperately trying to withdraw and retreat, but his body seemed to be welded, his arms and right leg were firmly fixed, shining under the colorful rays of light.

Even if the gray marrow was rushing in his body, there was nothing he could do.

Gar Mozejie walked to his side, looked at it with interest, and joked:

"Do you think the power in you is invincible? Even the gods dare not say that they will retreat in front of the mutating master."

Then he lightly brushed the dust off Soshyan's shoulders with his fingers.

"...let alone a deity who has passed away."

"you!"

Soshyan has tried all his strength, and his teeth are about to be crushed, but he can't pull out his weapon and can't move his body.

Gar Mozejie laughed heartily as he looked at his resentful and sullen expression.

"What a beautiful scene! Look, do you know what you died of? Arrogance! Soshyan, killing a few big demons makes you soaring and makes you think that everything related to the warp has done you a No threat? That's why you dare to come alone, and that's why you step into this trap, which I have prepared for you for ten years!"

Just as Soshyan struggled furiously, the light began to become more and more scorching hot, and began to rotate at a high speed beside him, depicting a number of blasphemous runes, and an eight-pointed star gradually rose.

"Once upon a time, I was as foolish as you."

Gar Mozejie whispered, his voice sincere and pathetic.

"Your soul is very special. After all, you shouldn't confuse all living beings. You could have become a detached person, but you only sigh that the world is impermanent, but you have been branded as betrayal by the gods."

The flame eight-pointed star clenched Soshyan's body, and Gar Mozejie's words brought endless pain together with the flames.

Then, a blue light jumping from the altar pierced through Soshyan's chest, sweeping away the surrounding haze, and an extremely crazy energy roared from Soshyan's body, tearing out on the surface of his skin Countless cracks—like the restless solar wind rising from the surface of a dying star.

At this moment, he was like a Star God fragment bound by the Necrons!

Gar Mozejie opened his arms and laughed wildly.

"Hahaha! Familiar with it! Does it look like a Necronomicon device? I prepared it for you with great effort!"

The altar gradually began to disintegrate and became an obelisk-like shape, and Soshyan was bound on the obelisk, struggling constantly.

During the struggle, Soshyan saw Talos, who was firing furiously at the surrounding enemies. The prophet was covered in blood. Before the enemy could finally knock him down, he kept moving forward desperately, struggling to support the already riddled Hole's body, try to get close to Soshyan.

"Well done - ah!!"

Suddenly, Eggosmo screamed, Garmozejie turned his head, and saw a roaring golden chainsaw pierced through the structural body of the chief wizard of the Black Legion, and flames spread from the saw blade and engulfed it. Wizard's armor and body.

His wings burned out in the fiery heat, his armor and flesh and bones melted, and at the end there was only one shadow burning in the flames, a shadow with a breath of death.

But it was Talos who first recognized the shadow. He saw the helmet in the flames, the helmet with the blood-colored bat wings—

"A company leader!"

But Eggothermore was not dead either, he was transformed into a form of starlight, and lightning fell from him to the ground in a constant and terrible storm.

"Who are you!"

He roared angrily at the attacker.

"Something has to die."

The figure's response was flat, but with unquestionable authority.

"And some things don't."

After that, an azure flame rose, coiled around the roaring chainsaw halberd, and the condensing storm split into two in an instant!