The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Although the head of the Harlequin Theatre was fast enough, Soshyan was already ready to counterattack the oncoming blade, and the intentional force just now was used to block the opponent's sight.

Then, stretched out his free hand, the ring symbol on Soshyan's finger suddenly lit up, and a strong light burst out instantly.

The troupe leader tried to dodge sideways, but it was too late. The high-energy laser beam caused chunks of skin to fall off his chest like well-cooked meat. Taking advantage of the panic of the other party, Soshyan stabbed the sword into the other party's chest. .

With a bang, the troupe leader exploded into a sky full of fireworks.

Knowing that he had missed, Soshyan turned around and raised his sword to resist an attack.

"You can't get entangled with these guys!"

More enemies are coming all the time, and the dizzying blade light makes it hard to see anything clearly.

Some cabal warriors shot cold shots at the beleaguered Space Marines, some were nightmare-wielding swords, harlequins whizzed across the ceiling and walls, using their own flexibility to continue to harass.

Soshyan roughly estimated that they had been stalling for nearly an hour below.

He doesn't have time to fight with each other for another hour!

So anxious, Soshyan couldn't care less, and finally decided to use gray marrow.

But before he could actually use it, a violent vibration made all the beings in the passage almost fall to their knees.

A huge airborne pod actually smashed through the ground and smashed all the way into the ground!

When Soshyan stabilized his body, he saw a large airdrop pod full of fungi and rust being inserted tens of meters away.

He didn't need to look at the sign, just from the pungent smell, he knew that it belonged to the Fourteenth Legion.

The plague army has begun to attack the arena!

As the hatch opened, a Plague Warrior in dirty mail and a rusted helmet, smelled long away from the sun, with Destruction runes carved on his armor, and a Plague Mark on his clothes stepped out. , the fat neck under the spherical helmet turned slightly, like a deformed fungus.

It was obviously a little surprised that it appeared underground, and it was even more surprising when it saw a bunch of Eldar and a few soldiers of the Black Legion.

"You're bored—"

Before he could finish speaking, a lot of poison crystals and star darts hit him, causing him to tremble and pus to splash.

But more airdrop capsules began to smash into the ground, and the situation was chaotic. Kayang resolutely put away the tome, and then used telepathy to say to everyone:

"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time, everyone comes with me."

The surviving Alpha immediately followed in Kayan's footsteps. They fought off the pursuing enemies all the way, along a path, and soon found a working elevator.

Because of the interference of the 14th Legion, the Harlequins were ultimately powerless and did not stop them from leaving the underground.

When the lift reached the end, Soshyan could already hear the sound of intense gunfire and fighting.

This is the rest area of ​​the arena, but it is empty now. There are only many corpses lying on the ground, all of them from the Spirit Race. Obviously, there has been a tragic battle here.

And here Soshyan could already smell that disgusting smell, a musty, evil stench, with the smell of mold and rot.

Although Soshyan was fine, some Alpha warriors had become nervous, dizzy, and even suddenly filled with visions of the plague.

"The Fourteenth Corps..."

Occam also noticed the stench in the air, and he had dealt with these Nurgle believers more than once, and had a deep understanding of their difficulties.

At this moment, a group of Plague Warriors in dirty green robes walked in. There were forty or fifty in number. They seemed to be staggering. Covered with abscesses and boils, most of the faces disappeared and the eyes were clouded by the disease.

They were surrounded by many fanatical mortal servants, who were constantly beating their bodies with barbed whips, and reciting strange and abominable prayers.

"Black Legion?"

Soon they found a group of Black Legion soldiers in the lounge, and the man in the lead immediately snorted in surprise.

"Why are you here? Which war gang are you from?"

Occam blinked, judging from the other party's non-hostile tone, this group of plague warriors may have cooperated with the Black Legion, or at least been hired.

So he touched Soshyan lightly on the shoulder and stepped forward.

"We are a group of hounds, and it is the war commander who ordered us to come."

"War Commander... What do you want you to do?"

Occam glanced around in a gesture, then hooked his fingers at the other party, and said in a low voice:

"Is it convenient to assist us on a secret mission? I can tell you in detail."

The war gang leader hesitated for a while, then stepped forward.

"But we are carrying out the mission of the Legion and the Primarch, the Warmaster's side..."

Suddenly, two swords slammed into his body from left and right, and before he made a sound of shock, Soshyan directly swung his sword to behead him, while other Alphas fired violently, instantly knocking down more than a dozen Plague Warriors. , although not necessarily killing them, but making them temporarily lose their mobility.

"You bastards!!"

Seeing the leader's death, his own side was also attacked, and one of the plague fighters roared. This sentence also caused the other plague fighters to scream in anger.

The Plague Warriors then charged at the Black Legionnaires, firing, holding up virus-stained blades, rusted mace or barbed flails, and some even dripping foam and filth from their nostrils in anger , his eyes were full of violent anger.

Soshyan stepped forward and swung his sword again, severing the forearm of the frontmost Plague Warrior, turning his limbs into fountains of blood and pus.

But the Plague Warrior with his severed arm continued to charge at Soshyan until he got another blow in the throat.

Then another plague fighter rushed up, and Soshyan slashed directly on his stomach, but what burst out was not the internal organs, but a large number of maggots with sharp teeth~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and landed on Sosh Jump up.

With a wave of Kayang's hand, a wave of fire swept across, directly evaporating the maggots along with their hosts.

Afterwards, Kayang joined Philo Ronana and cast a powerful spell. The huge amount of psychic energy exploded like ripples in an instant, forming a sea of ​​fire.

Those plague warriors immediately let out bursts of mourning under the scorching flames. Although the flames of the mortal world were difficult or even impossible to harm them, the flames that formed the wall of fire were all soul fires, energy extracted from psionic energy. So huge that it even drove demons back to their realm.

As for those mortal fanatics, they died without even ashes.

Soon, there were only scorched corpses left.

But when they walked out of the lounge and entered the audience area outside the arena, they found that the entire arena had been reduced to ruins, but this was not the most terrifying.

In the sky, one after another filthy comets are constantly colliding with the arena. Strange-shaped monsters that cover the sky completely cover the arena. Countless monsters flowing with pus are crawling among the ruins, and there are worm-like granulation generals. Some of the fallen Eldar were covered and drilled into their bodies along the holes of the armor, causing them to bulge one after another with abscesses.

Heart-breaking mourning is incessant, and bizarre odes are synthesized in the air, as if to completely drown and annihilate this world...

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