Chapter 232

Sevita has been watching the alien beast. It has a pile of torn wounds on its body, and two egg shaped eyes have left uneven craters with liquid. When it jumps down, it plans to hammer soshyang to the wall with one of its remaining legs.

But it didn't succeed. A hot long sword cut off a charred bone.

For a moment, the shell burst and blood flowed. The long sword was waved in mid air, forming a deadly arc.

"Leave it to me!"

final,

Death fell from the sky.

Sevita fell from the head of the nest owner like a winged bat and waved a halberd to give a violent blow to its head.

When the huge weapon ignited the engine, the lightning trembled along it, even when the nest owner hit sevita with half a sword limb.

Sevita's body was just a layer of simple metal armor. Under the impact, the fragments of armor were torn apart and scattered on the metal plate like hail.

But he's close enough.

"Finally, you old dog!"

His upper body, full of scars and nerve nodules, was exposed in the air, and his body was still covered with blood and flesh from the last blow.

The crow princes stared at their prey, and the nest owner was overlooking the deadly enemy that had entangled their population for a century. The overwhelming psionic power radiated.

At this moment, people and monsters stare at each other's souls.

Sevita uttered a disdainful sneer, and the monster's throat roared in response.

Then the muscles connected by its chitin armor began to tighten, and these warnings were enough.

No threat, no roar, the nest owner attacks directly.

Its body looks huge, but its movements are extremely fast, and its alien thinking also makes its attack unpredictable.

But it's a pity that it met a crow prince.

A company commander of the eighth Legion.

One of the most dangerous astats.

Sevita resisted the dazzling attack of the other party's claws with a leisurely posture. He could even see that the other party's claws produced an energy field he had never seen before - the claws that gene thieves should be proud of could even tear the terminator's armor because of the mysterious position on the claws.

In principle, it can open up the enemy in front of it with just one.

However, in fact, the other party can always be one step faster.

The sharp claws collided with the long halberd and made a thunderous explosion. Sevita retreated slightly under the heavy blow, then flashed through the claw blades of the nest master's two left hands to attack the next second, and jumped up at the moment when the sharp claws from the right stabbed into his position, like a crow.

The energy field wrapped on the tip of the claw exploded when it pierced the metal ground, and the metal fragments splashed and scattered.

While the beast waved his weapon, soshyan quickly pulled off the trigger of the pistol. The bullet drew a ray in the air and hit the joint of the left lower limb of the nest owner.

For a moment, the smell of charred flesh and blood floated to sevita with the steam generated by the explosion.

The monster's limbs were mutilated. It didn't make a painful howl. When it moved forward, the useless broken limb had fallen to the ground - it broke the useless limb with its sharp claw and quickly rejoined the battle.

"Mind your own business!"

Sevita jumped again, stepped on various obstacles and walls, and avoided every attack by claws with accurately controlled movement.

The great frustration made the nest owner roar. It was almost crazy because it realized that the man was playing with himself.

Like a cat that catches a mouse, but is not in a hurry to swallow its prey.

It responds with a powerful spiritual roar, but it is of no use to sevita,

He focused on his torture and killing, just wanted to make the enemy more painful before he died.

The heaviest position of the nest owner's armor was on the shoulder, head and back. They fought for a long few minutes. The number of chopping times sent by sevita made some sawteeth on the halberd chain saw collapse, and some power parts emit black smoke.

In exchange, it is the fragmented body of the nest owner - it is like a statue full of cracks, as if it would disperse with a gentle spray.

As for blood, it has long stopped flowing. It has always stood in its own blood and fought with each other.

In the eyes of soshyan not far away, this is not a battle, but more like torture.

He once heard that in the ancient times of Tara, there was a torture called lingchi, that is, wrap the victim in a fishing net, and then cut off the meat piece by piece with a sharp knife. In this process, the victim will stay awake and receive hemostatic treatment until he was cut more than 1000 knives, watch him become a skeleton alive, and then beheaded.

That's what sevita was doing.

He is peeling off the shell, skin and tendons of the nest owner bit by bit, and performing the most precise surgery with the wildest weapons.

Soshyan once again had a new understanding of the cruelty of the eighth legion, which made him more afraid of the former traitor.

Sevita swooped down again and lowered the halberd like a cavalry wielding a saber, through the gap between the claw blades and into one eye.

Thick blood colored tissue sprayed on his cloak. When he fell to the ground, the nest owner was already tottering.

The two dead men faced each other again. The wound in the right eye of the nest owner was deep, and pus and tissue fluid flowed down the wound.

"Next is your other eye, and then your life."

The crow Prince sneered.

When the nest owner walked towards him, he jumped up and fell again, and a painful but hoarse roar sounded behind him.

The chain saw of the halberd was almost stuffed with flesh and blood.

He suddenly turned back and broke the other leg of the nest owner with the handle of the halberd. When it collapsed, he deeply stabbed the head of the halberd into the beast's spine, and then grabbed it with both hands to pierce the damaged exoskeleton armor, then the severed subcutaneous muscles, and finally the fragile meat and easily dismembered bones.

The engine of the halberd spewed black smoke, and the sawtooth began to rotate slowly, just like a mining machine digging in the flesh and blood rock. In the process, the nest owner howled with psionic impact.

But it didn't work for sevita.

"I said you would die in my hands. That's what I saw."

The crow Prince company commander hung a mocking smile, then twisted his hands, twisted fiercely, gave a curse, and then pulled.

Like a butcher, he pulled from side to side and saw the halberd, sawing the wound wider and wider.

Blood gushed out, and the alien screamed again, spitting acidic saliva from its damaged teeth and falling on the floor with a hissing sound of water droplets - it wanted to spray on this deadly enemy, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

"Then... It's over!"

Sevita finally pulled his weapon, and the beast's head was free.

After the creature collapsed, it twitched once or twice. The wound on its body shed sour liquid and black blood. At the same time, there was a strong stench in the air. The smell was between the morgue and the butcher's shop. It broke through the air filter and stuck to everyone's sinuses.

But no one cared about the smell. After the nest owner died, those pure blood aliens had no command and began to become chaotic and primitive. They could only be killed one by one by astat.

It's really over.