The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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Accompanied by the sound of steady footsteps, the Grey Knight walked calmly in the narrow passage. He didn’t need to look at the guide map to know that the passage would take him to the bridge, because he knew something was waiting there. he.

Soon, he walked to the bridge of the ship and didn't meet a single person, as if all the crew had been completely swallowed.

Then, the Grey Knight waved his hand quickly, and the sealed blast door burst open at the sound and the gas was released along with the explosion.

When Jickfried walked into the room, he was greeted by the massacre, as if a man’s internal organs were cut open by a surgeon and roughly placed on the operating table—the core of the ship was its crew, and they His blood and internal organs were smeared on the wall. This is a horrible portrait painted by a crazy artist.

The skin peeled off the bones, the organs were removed,

A bizarre skeleton winds through the walls and ceiling, and with it is the nutrients obtained from the crew members who died, turning the bridge into a creepy slaughterhouse.

The Grey Knight ignored the smelly smell, and under the intermittent warning lights, the damp red in the room was particularly obvious.

He saw Neo falling to the floor, holding a pistol, his chest was still up and down, proving that he was not dead.

And standing in front of him was the helmsman, with a crazy smile on his face, covered in blood, toes stuck in his boots, rubbing the floor, like a puppet being dragged by a rope.

"Profanity."

Jickfried said calmly, taking a step forward.

"You are not a demon, tell me who you are."

The helmsman grinned at him like a puppet.

"I am the servant of the Red-Eyed King, the vassal of the Almighty Magnus."

The Grey Knight took another step forward, holding the long sword in his hands.

"It turned out to be a **** traitor, get out."

The terrible silence shrouded like a veil, and the Grey Knight noticed the temperature reading in the helmet gradually dropped, and saw a small hoarfrost growing on his guard.

Even as he walked forward, a faint white patina slowly appeared on the armor.

The puppet-like helmsman still did not answer.

"I know you are here!"

The gray knight's voice echoed on the bridge.

"You can't hide from me."

Jickfried raised his hand and aimed his sword at the helmsman, as if he were a beast ready to attack.

"Come out."

Suddenly, the shortest rational flash appeared on the helmsman's face, but it was instantly swallowed by pain.

The thing that turned out to be the helmsman opened his mouth, opened his chin, revealing a dark red flesh, and then a stream of blood gushed out, leaving nauseating blood stains on the floor.

The gray knight stood firm without fear of the red tide.

The air was filled with the sound of broken bones, and the helmsman's spine pulled out from behind, bent upward like a scorpion's thorn, over her head.

When his neck broke, his chin opened further and his tendon broke.

Under the tarnished uniform, the ribs twisted, like a person struggling to get out of the bag of flesh and bones.

The helmsman convulsed all over, and other things in his head flew away with a burst of blood mist.

A rough muscle appeared, unfolding like a **** flower, the helmsman's hand turned into a claw, and the enhanced muscle tissue spread across the ravaged body.

The swollen muscles were wet and red, and finally formed a hard black carapace.

What used to be the helmsman is now nothing more than something twisting itself into a pipe. Its growth grows exponentially until it has to squat down to stretch out in the room.

Soon, a horn grew from a spherical head, and the eyes blinked maliciously like a tar pit, while a slit passed through the almost featureless head, like a wound cut by a surgeon’s scalpel. The mouth opened wide, revealing rows of razor-like teeth, and scythe-like claws scraped across the floor from the inflated, ape-like arms.

Behind it, a long, muscular tail protruded from its back.

This is a monster consisting of a spine bound and twisted by vine-like muscles.

"Sure enough, a coward, you sent a servant to die..."

The Grey Knight looked up at the towering monster in front of him.

A flesh and blood demon, it stared at the gray knight, surrounded by a halo of evil.

"Although I was full just now."

The thing was giggling, bleeding from its mouth, unable to speak because its mouth was twisted.

"But there is always more room."

Just by talking a few words, Jikefried can judge that this beast eats its soul to accumulate power and tempts others to make people mad. This is a very common method used by most demons, but the demon in front of him has a hint of strangeness. The behavioral characteristics of the demon, considering that the Tricky Demon is very good at pretending to be other demons, so he has reason to be surprised that this is also a Tricky Demon in disguise.

Now that he saw the enemy, the Grey Knight stopped talking nonsense, both hands

Wielding a long sword, a crackling flame halo formed an arc on it.

The same flames surrounded him, shining golden light on his silver armor.

"Then the feeding time is over."

The long sword was swung out, the devil howled, the flames of the soul engulfed in faith burst out, the tide of evil also gushed from the hideous mouth, justice and evil collided violently at this moment.

"Uhhh!!"

In the heart of hatred, Tubek suddenly screamed, and his whole body fell backward.

Garmo Zejie (Salperdong), who was commanding on the bridge, turned around, glanced at the Thousand Sons wizard, and asked plainly:

"It's okay."

"Well, brother, can't you show that you care more?"

Tubek sat up from the ground and rubbed his face painfully with both palms. There was a blood stain on the center of his eyebrows, and a crystal drop of blood was dripping.

"I said, it won't be a good result to trouble the Grey Knight now."

"Oh, the main reason is that the devil is too difficult to control. If I had the demon knowledge of that guy Kayang, I would have pinched that man-like **** to death."

"There is no need to branch out."

Garmo Zejie retracted his gaze and continued to look at the strategic view. The red dot on it representing the empire was rapidly devouring the yellow dot representing the Chaos Fleet.

"It seems that this battle will end here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It doesn't make any sense to fight again."

Tubek had stood up, walked over to him, and smiled:

"Enough is enough. You threw all the thorns sent by Huron on the flagship of the empire and solved it for the dark angel. If you don’t deal with me, those guys (thousands) must have been killed in the asteroid. Now, we have all resolved our worries, what can we expect."

"Resolved..."

Garmo Zejie stared out of the observation window. Not far away was the gleaming warship, which was once their flagship.

"Yes, it will be resolved."

Whispering for a moment, he raised his head.

"Send a letter to the Unstoppable Rage, telling the lord that if we continue to fight, we must retreat immediately."

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