The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"This is--"

The flying knife that appeared suddenly plunged deep into the demon's body at a lightning speed, and then the other plunged directly into the eye. A shadow followed the flying knife and turned over it as the demon disappeared.

The visitor wears the same armor as Sevita, but there are many differences in details. For example, he has a short cloak made of black feathers on his body, and his limbs and torso are decorated with silver bird bones. The helmet is in the shape of a bird's head, and it looks like one with silver pupils——

Raven.

After the man landed, he started running, so fast that it was difficult for even Soshyan to catch it with his sight.

All he saw was that the man seemed to grab the thread, and then threw the throwing knife again.

This primitive weapon hit the throat of the demon teleported a hundred meters away with incredible precision, but then the man didn't jump on it, or attacked it with another throwing knife, just jumped again , jumping over the demon while pulling the throwing knife.

Silk wrapped around the demon's neck, slitting the thing's thick neck, separating its head from its shoulders.

As he fell to the ground and rolled, the demon fell and split open, turning into a pile of ashes.

"Looks like the plans can't keep up with the changes—"

Looking at all this, Gar Mozejie blinked, and then decisively opened a portal and slipped away.

The moment he ran away, the altar that bound Soshyan collapsed, freeing him.

Soshyan stood up, holding the sky high in his hands.

From beginning to end, dozens of scarlet warriors in the hall collapsed and fell at the same instant. ring.

The last few bombs that lost their target roared far away, blasting the distant corridor into pieces, and the Scarlet Soldiers collapsed to the ground, all losing their vitality.

Although the smoke of gunpowder has been extinguished, the dancing glow and roar have not stopped. The energy roared through the wind and injected into various facilities, walked through the altar, and finally appeared in another form.

Gasping for breath, Talos spit out **** phlegm while muttering cursing, picked up the broken helmet beside him, and threw it at the foot of the scorching altar.

His pale face was stained with blood, and his severely damaged body could not help but slumped to the ground and gasped. A few glances:

"Are you OK?"

Soshyang nodded, put down Fen Tian, ​​and reached out to pick up Talos who was lying at his feet.

The Prophet grabbed Soshyan's arm and stood up with difficulty, trying to keep up with his disordered breathing rhythm.

But at this time, Soshyang's gaze turned to the old friend who had been in disobedience for decades not far away.

"Sevita, long time no see."

Sevita carried the chainsaw halberd, shook his head and walked in front of Soshyan, then patted the other party's shoulder.

"Oh, boy, you are too careless."

Although the other party's mouth was blaming him, Soshyan still secretly felt a burst of relief.

After all, it was Thor and Sevatar who taught him how to be a leader during his most bewildering moments when he first became Chapter Master.

In a sense, they were his mentors.

Sevita then glanced back at the portal and Gar Mozejie that had disappeared, shook his head and said:

"But it's not entirely your fault. Although he is the heir of the Second Legion, the mind control technique that he learned from somewhere has disappeared. Your emotions have been affected by him before you know it, and it will change. be so impulsive."

At this time, the mysterious man wearing a raven helmet also came over, but stopped a dozen meters away from Soshyan, and then said in a cold voice:

"Abaddon didn't come, blood bat? Are we being played by the enemy like this?"

"It's true that someone has been tricked."

Severta regained her former voice:

"But it wasn't me who was tricked,"

The man snorted and shook his head.

Soshyan did not look away.

Even a fool can tell at this time that Sevita has joined an organization, and this person is also a member of that organization.

"Sai, you now—"

It was Talos who spoke, but his words were more sighs than questions.

Sevita shook his head.

"We each have our own lives, and some things have to be solved by one person."

Talos sighed and said nothing.

Sevita took a last look at Soshyan and said with a smile:

"Okay, there is still a battle waiting for you to command. You just need to remember that we will not be against you, let alone the empire."

After saying that, the two turned around and sprinted, quickly disappearing into the dark.

At the same time, at a distance of twenty meters from the two, a portal was opening.

"Talos, how much do you know?"

Looking at the backs of the two, Soshyang asked softly.

"I don't know much, basically the first company commander told me that this is an organization that has existed for 10,000 years, and it implements a certain highest will. Their number should be small, but don't underestimate their energy, They can pry into any organization of the empire at any time, place, no matter what the Inquisition or whatever... As for what their plan is, I don't know."

Talos frowned and his tone became very vague.

"But...well, I personally have a guess...it's hard to say..."

"You rarely hesitate so much?"

"The stuff involved is too complicated."

"for example?"

"For example...probably related to the Terra Palace."

"Didn't your foresight see anything?"

"Sai once told me that if my foresight could see something about them, I wouldn't live to see you."

Soshyan and Talos looked at each other, and for a moment they showed an expression of sudden realization, but Talos closed his eyes and shook his head again and again, while Soshyan showed a rather bitter smile.

"Forget it, don't think about it for now, we must leave this place as quickly as possible, and the battle situation outside still needs to be directed."

Soshyan took a last look at the flaming pentagram suspended in mid-air, nodded slightly, and strode out of the portal.

As soon as the result came out, Soshyan, who was standing on the ruins, saw the great nun Viletz holding a sword and anxiously looking for something not far away.

So he said loudly:

'I'm here. ’

After seeing him, the nun's face finally turned from worry to joy.

"It's alright."

"Ok."

Soshyan nodded.

"Some wizard tricks, not much trouble."

Then, he looked up and found that although the sky was still gloomy, the wind and rain had disappeared, which meant one thing—

"Has the storm dissipated?"

Willett nodded~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Just five minutes ago, the storm dissipated suddenly, and the communication resumed again. The first company commander, Mark, took command on your behalf, and the surrounding astral forces had already repulsed the enemy. "

Soshyan then reunited with the main force. When he used the updated tactical map again, he found that most of the troops chose to stay in place or retreat during the storm, so that the front line basically maintained the state it was six hours ago. Only On the dark angel's side, for some unknown reason, the progress is still very fast, and it has broken into the core area of ​​Attica.

Perhaps it has something to do with the presence of the Cavaliers, but given the scale of the storm, Soshyan thinks there may be another reason.

But in any case, their advanced progress also brought problems - they had no friendly cover on their left and right sides, forming a very dangerous protrusion.

Now that there is no storm, the Black Legion is likely to organize a counterattack immediately, and the target is likely to be the Dark Angel!

"Get me Azrael Chapter Master."