The Emperor’s Angel of Death

The place where the Lost Language is parked is the 11th Ether Fortress. There are hundreds of ships of various races parked here, most of which are pirates, because Comoros is the best and most dangerous place to sell stolen goods in the entire galaxy. , there is nothing that cannot be sold here, and there is nothing that cannot be bought. Even if there is a huge risk, it can still attract outlaws.

But at this moment, the outlaws realized that something was wrong.

Many pirates suddenly found their ships in eerie silence, raising their guns and carefully probing the shadows.

But I don't know where to start, the ship is full of corpses, and none of them are complete - all captains have come to the conclusion that no matter who killed the crew, they must be in a bloodthirsty, murderous mood. Even the most ruthless pirates knew that the horrific lacerations and disemboweled viciousness could not have been the work of man, but by something far more horrific.

There are no fresh corpses. The bridge reeked of decay. They looked at least a week old, pale corpses decomposed, blood dark and crusted.

Some ships attempted to flee, but they found their contemplative arrays, consoles, and augury arrays all malfunctioning.

The outsiders, who realized that something was wrong, raised the alarm, but just as the alarm sounded, the attackers finally showed up and lowered the claws and vicious blades of death.

An empty looting ship is trying to turn these "guests" into its "cargo".

The fortress guards not far away just stood indifferently on the high wall and watched all this happen.

"Sure enough, it's the Dark Spirit Race."

Standing at the entrance of the passage between the battleship and the berth, three space warriors in blue armor of a thousand sons and towering serpent helmets were watching the flames bursting out of the airport-that was the movement caused by some battleships struggling to counterattack.

Between the ship's moorings, Soshyan could see the dark Eldar in layered armor and pointed helmets, howling with excitement, zipping past in some sort of two-man motorboat-like vehicle. .

In their hands they held hooked javelins and iron nets, and whenever there was a living person around, they pierced or shoved them into the net at once.

Pirates, who are known for their ferocity and cunning in the physical universe, are as vulnerable as children in the face of the plundering of the Dark Eldar. Many people are still in a state of confusion, and then they are linked to the robbery boat in a blink of an eye. on the spikes.

Only those pirates with the most experience and fighting spirit know how to hold their positions and use the terrain and the firmness of their ships to resist, and even some captains deliberately release some crew members to allow the Dark Eldar to loot.

"Alas!!!!"

Suddenly, a group of dark spirits seemed to be staring at these three particularly conspicuous targets, perhaps a novice who had just debuted, directly ignoring the sign of Qianzi, and rushed straight in with a boat.

Just when the co-pilot above raised the poison crystal gun and wanted to shoot, he heard a sneer from Kayang, and the plundering boat froze for a while, and then rolled like a stone going down the mountain.

The pilot above was instantly thrown off, and before he could react, a large hand grabbed her throat guard and threw her to the nearest railing.

"what!!!"

There was a crackling crack from the violent collision of the spine against the railing, her limbs reacting with panic-driven reactions, but her fingers stopped on the trigger.

A fist hit her again, and the metal glove hammered into her head, denting the helmet and the head underneath.

As the Poison Crystal Pistol slipped from his hand, only a blood ring remained where the Dark Eldar used to be the head.

The other members of the raider were almost scattered on the ground, and when they got up, all they saw was a sinister glow from the red goggles under the Viper's helmet.

"Monkey wizard! It's a monkey wizard!!!"

Finally, the older marauders recognized the identities of these Astartes and let out a piercing howl, but Soshyan and Talos couldn't understand it at all - the language of Comoros and the spirit of the ark There are still some differences in the languages ​​of the tribes.

At this time, Soshyan looked at a looting ship not far away. There was a corpse on the bow, which was put in the posture of a spread-winged eagle. His head was lowered and fixed with black nails from pieces of parchment. A megaphone was plugged in, and the body was wrapped in the remaining rags of an Imperial Navy captain's uniform.

Seemingly noticing Soshyan's gaze, the man jerked up, his open eyes swollen and painful.

He's still alive-

Then the captain of the navy screamed, and the voice pierced the communicator and let out a twisted scream.

Soshyan pulled out the bolt gun, pulled the trigger, and the poor man's head disappeared in a cloud of blood and bones in an instant.

Then he turned back, stared at the shivering marauders, and took a step.

The armor-covered figure occupied the eyes of the dark spirits. Because they were too young, they encountered human space warriors for the first time, and they were a little overwhelmed for a while.

"Kill it!!!"

Finally, a female marauder yelled and opened fire.

The first shot of the Poison Crystal pistol hit Soshyan's breastplate at a right angle, it shook slightly, and the other Eldar immediately attacked with all the weapons in their hands.

But Soshyan opened his arms and seemed to expose himself on purpose.

In just a few seconds, the young raiders were out of bullets, and their weapons clacked neatly, meaning the magazines were empty.

But the nightmare was still standing there, with his arms outstretched, and there was only one mark on his breastplate, the gun that had just been hit.

The other poison crystal bullets were densely suspended half a meter in front of him - Kayang held up a huge psionic shield behind him.

Then, Soshyan smiled.

"Come on!"

The Dark Eldar who fired the first shot reacted immediately, dropped the gun, turned around and ran.

But she was too slow. With the speed concealed by her huge figure, Soshyan came behind her almost instantly, grabbed the temples exposed on the opponent's helmet, and then pulled it down and up.

"Ugh!!!!"

The Dark Eldar screamed in pain, her entire scalp was torn apart and ordered, and then she stumbled onto the ground and fell into the arms of the cold corpse.

By the time she recovered a little from the excruciating pain, her field of vision was already full.

The corpse of the former companion was scattered around, and a blue giant holding a chainsaw was dismembering the "boyfriend" she had just made. His helmet slid to the ground, his face was twitching, but he couldn't make any sound.

Then, a huge fist grabbed the Dark Eldar to the end and lifted her from the ground.

Then the other hand ripped her damaged helmet off her head, and the Dark Eldar struggled to kick the air with her legs~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Suddenly her eyes met the other's helmet.

Its soulless red eyes seemed to be burning her soul.

"Does it hurt? I heard that you like pain the most."

The huge metal monster made a harsh sound.

The dark Eldar girl's face was covered in blood, the top of her head was already bloody, and her whole body was trembling.

She's just stepped into the colorful galaxy and doesn't want to die so early!

"Let go-"

Before she could finish speaking, her head and part of her spine had already rolled to the ground.

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