Chapter 45

"What's the matter? Is the running dog of the puppet emperor afraid to shed some blood?"

Morinit gave soshyan a cruel and sharp smile. They stood in the center of the battlefield. The roar of the previous battle and the roar of weapons had gone away. Now there were only dead bodies around them and the heartbeat of the soldiers.

The blood copper claw war Gang is over, and molinet has no illusions, but if he can behead the puppet emperor running dog who should be the company commander or even a higher level, he will offer the last drink for the blood god.

After a brief confrontation just now, he has confirmed that they were ambushed by a group of recruits' eggs. Instead of a group of veterans, they are likely to take away all the people of the blood copper claw war Gang without casualties.

But the number of them is too small, even a group of recruits is enough.

The unnatural air in Xinggang strengthened the silent noise, as if even the surrounding winds were fighting and dying.

Soshyan did not answer, and looked at each other like a statue.

Morinit even doubted whether the other party was dead, but he soon put aside the idea, felt the slight vibration from the other party's armor and tasted the pungent smell from the reaction backpack.

He heard the big man's unexpectedly calm heartbeat and a slight sound coming from the visor of the mark helmet.

No, not dead, just bad attitude.

Morinit tore a skull from his waist and threw it directly at soshyan.

The other party's hands were as fast as lightning. He caught the skull in time before his face was hit. Then the only response was to crush the pale bones in his hands, and then open his fist to let the broken bones fall from his fingers.

"Hey."

Morinit laughed like a dog barking.

"That's right. I thought you were deliberately ignoring me."

Then, soshyan's voice came out of the helmet amplifier with a low tone.

"Traitor."

Morinit tilted his head. The voice of the other party was soft in terms of so many astats he met. When those guys met them, they either scolded or were angry. It was very rare to speak so calmly.

Soshyan gazed at the son of anglon, glanced over the relief on the red ceramics, and the picture he saw on the new Faros flashed by.

The number on the thermometer began to drop sharply, but soshyan didn't feel a chill, only cold anger rolled in his heart.

"Can't you change some words?"

Morinit whistled:

"Look what the Empire has shaped you into? A bunch of fools, or the kind who can't even speak well."

Soshyan pointed his sword at the Devourer.

"At least we won't wave knives at our blood brothers. What happened on the istawan 3 will be your eternal shame."

In order to understand the history of the Legion, soshyan often stays in the archives for one day, especially the history and secrets of the expedition.

Morinit clenched his fist, and the words of the other party stabbed into his brain like a poisonous thorn. He could feel that the light around him became dim, the voice in his brain gradually amplified, and the cry was like a noisy swarm of locusts.

He has to kill this unscrupulous guy, and he wants it now.

"That's right."

The Devourer sighed, not like a low smile or a roar, and then came a harsh sound of anger from his helmet.

He pressed a rune on the handle of the axe, and the weapon motor injected with life spit out black smoke. The staggered two rows of single molecule sawteeth began to bite the air. All structures are to dismember flesh and blood more effectively.

"Celebrate your last moment, and then let the Bloodhound bite your soul in the next eternal time."

"All traitors will die in disgrace."

People began to circle. Molinet took a big step, swung his axe in front of him at will, and observed everything in soshyan with his eyes.

This guy has steady footwork, his body angle, his breathing and reaction are at the level of elite veterans.

Before the swords intersected, morinit knew that his opponent was quite excellent, calm and farsighted. He didn't attack rashly because of his random temptation, which made him wonder whether this guy was a recruit or not.

The idea lasted no more than a heartbeat.

The Devourer roared from the depths of his chest, raised his axe over his shoulder and split at soshyang.

"Blood sacrifice to blood god!!!!!"

Soshyan took a step back and swept away the axe with the sword edge. At the same time, his side steps flashed through the shrill serrations.

But morinit is worthy of a hundred war veteran. With his backhand blow, he hit the chainsaw axe on soshyang's blade. The other party immediately felt the trembling impact of climbing onto his shoulder, and the sword in his hand was almost blown away.

Soshyang again distanced himself from the other party, but the Devourer did not intend to give him any space. He kept approaching, and a burst of sweeping and chopping suppressed soshyang.

The battle leader of the star Knight dodged left and right, and raised his sword only when he had to. After each collision, more metal fragments and sawteeth scattered around them.

Morinit's strategy is very simple. First defeat soshyan's weapons, and then defeat soshyan himself.

If an axe and a sword are going to collide with each other, the latter must suffer.

"Hum!"

The slash aimed at soshyang's throat shook him back a step. He quickly wanted to use his sword to force him back, but the Devourer didn't retreat. Instead, he rushed forward and punched soshyang, forcing soshyang to twist his body to avoid.

However, his sword stabbed out. The sharp point of the sword stabbed the crown of the devourer and cut off the blood god symbol carved in dark bronze in a string of sparks.

Soshyang pulled back his sword and rowed to the armor on his opponent's neck. The world swallower's axe immediately opened it, and then roared and waved the axe to soshyang's abdominal cavity.

At this time, soshyang's body temperature has dropped to 20 ℃, his movements are not rigid, but become faster and faster. The gray veins in his face armor climb all over his face. If he takes off his helmet at this time, it must be very shocking.

Soshyan held his breath and tilted the sword body so that the sawtooth and blade staggered.

Then the two duelers bathed in sparks, their weapons biting tightly together.

Suddenly, morinit hit soshyang with a head hammer, which made him lose his balance and almost couldn't escape the blow aimed at his head from top to bottom.

He cut back at each other's neck, but was blocked by the Devourer's arm armor. Morinitger opened the blade and pushed away soshyan.

The Devourer urged the chainsaw axe, and the original calm disguise had become a bubble. He was lost in the song of the butcher's nail, and the brain implant pushed him to deeper and deeper rage of the crazy warrior with pain.

"Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill

Soshyan could also see that the convulsions and tremors had extended to the whole body of the Devourer, the handle of the chain saw axe creaked, and the strength of the weapon in the hands of the Devourer even left dents on the plastic steel.

Rage covered his mind, and everything else had been drowned by the wave of bloodthirsty.

Soshyan also rushed out. The blade was too fast to catch up with his eyes.

His long sword cuts sharp spikes, and those who swallow the world dance their axes wildly.

The two sides and their fierce momentum and ferocious actions fought together again, which stunned the surrounding recruits.

In the end, everything ended with the long sword cutting into the Devourer's armor shining like a diamond.

When you chew ceramic and plastic steel from the decomposition position, sparks jump out to illuminate the duel in an instant.