"Warning, warning -"

The constant temperature system of power armour screams, even if soshyang picks up Shengyan sword again.

A layer of frost had formed on his eyepiece, his limbs had become heavy and stiff, and the gray pulp really frozen his two hearts——

Time is running out.

"Spell it!"

Soshyan held his breath and rushed through the chaotic crack. Several bomb guns in the distance were roaring and firing at the devil behind him.

A few steps later, above his head was a huge meditator computer. The red flame was burning in its core, and the highly toxic steam was surging out of the exhaust port.

Soshyan saw a circle of rough carved gods around the base of the machine, black lightning jumping around them, the demon host himself stood at the top of the machine, and two white and silver flames wrapped around his hands.

The next second, he pulled out his explosive gun and aimed at the target, hoping to strike the other party out of balance and interrupt the ongoing evil ceremony.

Although he can effectively resist the direct attack of witchcraft and demons, this does not mean that the demon host will not summon more demons to drown others or simply let the whole warship sink and let them be buried together.

"Don't do it yet!"

Suddenly, a roar came from the messenger, and then soshyan saw the agile figure of sevita climbing to the demon host. He had been avoiding in the shadow just to keep the demons from paying attention to him.

The demon host regained consciousness, and the silver flame spewed out of his hand, drowning sevita, forming a burning halo around his armor.

But sevita remained unmoved, as if the flame in Naya space was just a harmless airflow.

Then, with a jump, he came to the demon host and raised his halberd.

With a decisive blow, the halberd hit the demon host, and the roaring serrations cut in from the thin shoulder to the waist.

For a moment, the upper body of the demon host was split, revealing silver and green flames, like ripe fruit being broken, popping around.

But he did not die. Although power was pouring out of his broken body, the demon host uttered a sharp cry.

The magic text on the machine began to flash white hot, as if drinking the energy from the demon host in a hungry and thirsty way. At the same time, the two residual bodies began to heal gradually and tried to stay away from sevita.

"Want to run?"

Sevita shouted angrily, untied the chain around her waist, waved it twice and threw it hard.

The chain was like life. It tied the demon host in mid air, and then it was dragged back to the ground by sevita.

"Give me some time!"

Sevita pressed the struggling demon host to the ground and shouted on the channel.

Although he didn't know what he was doing, at least he was able to suppress the demon host, and soshyan turned to deal with the new threat.

Further away, a howl of demons came.

The previous sub space fissure has been closed, but the same space fissure appears on the other side of the collapsed hall.

Almin and his team poured fierce fire into the devil in a neat formation, while sol did the same thing on the other side.

The newborn demon flesh and blood disintegrated under cross fire, but soon reorganized.

Soshyan is now like falling into an ice cave, but he still squeezed out his last strength and plunged into the devil.

The devil's originally ugly cry suddenly increased by dozens of decibels with the untouchable storm ravaging their bodies and freezing their limbs.

Soshyan was in it, waved his stiff arm, cut off the head of a demon, and cut another demon in half.

Obviously saw something wrong with soshyan, sol immediately took his sword to help him eliminate the demons, and waved his double swords to knock down the demons to the ground.

In a short while, all the demons turned into colorful and bloody debris on the ground, leaving only their painful screams when they were involved in the soul black hole.

"Done!"

With the sound of sevita, the second sub space crack disappeared.

The enchanter was bound into a ball of thread by a new chain, and his eyes and mouth were tightly closed on his shoulder.

"Well done..."

Soshyang, trembling as he spoke, came forward and raised his sword.

With a bang, his fallen sword was held by a halberd.

Soshyan was stunned, but did not take back his sword.

"It's mine."

Sevita stood up and pushed soshyang away with a slight force.

Aware that something was wrong with the atmosphere, the arming team immediately pointed the muzzle at him.

"Put the gun down and take it easy."

Sol raised his right arm and walked between soshyan and sevita. Although the team didn't know what had happened, they still listened to sol and put down the muzzle of the gun aimed at sevita.

The emperor old soldier went to the demon host lying motionless on the ground, looked at the chains on each other's body, and found that every inch was engraved with strange and complex runes,

"Can you still this?"

"Tara has an old saying that it's never too old to learn. Do you think I'm like a man who eats his old money?"

Then the crow Prince picked up the demon host from the ground.

"This is a scourge!"

Soshyan stepped forward and pointed his sword at sevita. He didn't know who he was talking about.

"Soshyan, you've become impatient. Why don't you ask sevita why he did it? If you ask, he must be willing to answer, right?"

"Ha, that's what you said. I didn't say it."

"I just think there's nothing wrong with being honest since everyone is in the same boat."

"If you kill it, you have no choice but to blow up the ship."

"The inside and outside of this warship has been polluted too seriously. Its machine soul can't be saved and has no recycling value."

Soshyan immediately choked:

"There's no point in keeping it alive."

"It's up to you, but I'll make up my mind about this guy."

"Traitor! This is the Empire, not your fallen Legion!"

"When I worked for the puppet emperor, your ancestors were not even sperm. It was not your turn to teach me."

"All right."

Seeing that there was another conflict, sol hurried out to make a round.

"Savita, you might as well explain it in more detail."

"Sol, do you think I'm a very patient person?"

"It won't take you long. Trust me, the sooner you get back to the monastery fortress, the safer you and she will be."

With an angry hum, sevita finally explained the matter.

"Anita can purify and protect the soul of the ship, but she is too bright in sub space and will provoke many uninvited guests. This guy and this machine should be able to temporarily shade Anita's light and ensure that we won't have too much trouble when sailing in sub space."

"It's out of control."

"I resealed it."

Sol pressed soshyan's shoulder, motioned him not to speak, then turned to sevita and said:

"Sevita, are you sure you can control it?"

"I'll watch it myself."

"What about the crew?"

"Anita can control them. It's not difficult. Clean the bridge and transfer some people from the small sampan. When you get back to your hometown, you can dispose of all the people on board. A Styx cruiser is here. What's your dissatisfaction?"

Sol turned to look at soshyan.

"Trust me, trust him once, okay?"

Soshyan was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"OK, that's it."