Chapter 335

"It's the commander of soshyang war!"

The recruits immediately recognized the intruders, found the backbone and leaned against him.

Soshyan came to gorgorgory and immediately fell to his knees, threw away his sword and took off his helmet.

"Brother gorgorgory!"

He shouted.

"Brother!"

The Sword Pierced one of his hearts, and his other heart had been pierced before.

Soshyan dared not pull out his sword, so he could only hug the other party carefully.

Pallas, the pharmacist, rushed up and began frantically injecting gorgorgory with various first-aid drugs, trying to deal with his wound urgently - but everything was irreparable.

But in soshyan's eyes, there seems to be hope. He thinks gorgorgory is still breathing and alive, at least for now.

Then the other person's eyes opened, but turned blindly, as if he was blind - the power from sub space destroyed his vision.

"Soshyang..."

He called out his friend's name angrily.

"It's me, gorgorgory."

Gorgri gripped his arm around him.

"I never thought of having a friend like you."

He suddenly smiled with pain.

"You're my friend, too, gorgri."

"I'm dying."

"You will live!"

Soshyan replied excitedly, but the other party shook his head.

His hoarse voice suddenly became very firm.

"Listen to me, I failed. I failed to save the honor of the regiment."

His throat made a painful sound as he swallowed.

"But you... Can..."

Golgory gasped and held soshyan's palm tightly with his right hand. His strength began to leave his body.

"Those soldiers... Follow my recruits. Don't let them become traitors."

"I promise you, I will! I won't let the soul drinker become a traitor."

"Thank you... I'm glad, I'm glad to fight side by side with you, I'm glad to meet you... In this universe full of fear and betrayal, friendship will continue forever."

"Now be quiet, you must save your strength!"

Gorgri's lips were again in the arc of a smile.

"Sorry, I have no strength. I haven't completed my mission. I can only return to the throne with shame."

His back curled up with pain and his breathing became heavier and heavier.

"... the glory belongs to the human Lord loved by all living beings. May his dream be saved... Even if we... Have no such power..."

A long breath broke away from him, and then there was no movement on his face, and gorgorgory's body gradually stopped in soshyan's arms.

"Gorgorgory!!!"

Soshyan's cry was almost crying.

"Gorgorgory! Brother!"

He bowed his head and wept for his friend, and then gently crossed gorgorgory's hands on his chest, as he did for any warrior who died for the Empire.

Then, he picked up the Shengyan sword on one side, and there was only towering killing intention and rage in his eyes.

"... salperdon!"

"Brothers! Avenge the war leader!!!"

Pallas, the pharmacist, stood up next to gorgri, pulled out his explosive pistol and shouted.

"Destroy these rebels!"

As soon as this was said, the recruits took up their guns one after another, as did most of gorgorgory's honor guard, but a few hesitated.

Iktinos also shouted:

"Soul drinkers! Some people collude with outsiders to subvert our ancient honor! The outcome of the duel has been clear, and salpurdon is our battle commander! Defense commander!"

"No! Look at what happened to him. He has fallen! He has become a monster! This fallen man, this damn wizard killed the war leader with evil magic. We must destroy it!"

The pharmacist immediately gave tit for tat, which made some wavering veterans stand firm immediately.

There is no doubt that the variation in salperdon can only be explained by chaotic pollution.

Even ixtinos could not deny this.

By this time, soshyan, caught up in boundless rage, had caught up with the director of the mutated think tank.

The two fought at close range, releasing destructive power.

Soshyan has fought with many enemies, aliens, demons and traitors, and his heart is full of justice in these battles.

But these are totally different from the dead fight in the hall now.

At the moment, he was full of killing intention. He only had the concept of revenge in his mind. He just wanted to kill each other.

When he caught up with salperdon, he immediately felt like a drowning dog.

The curator of the think tank tried to resist. The original energy was burning around him. Every blow of the sharp limbs contained alien magic, and the devil's light was shining in his eyes.

But before his fall, he was not an excellent soldier, and after his fall, he was not the opponent of the crazy soshyan.

And his honor guard's subspace energy is far away from him.

"You are -- what monster!"

After only a few rounds of fighting, he knew that he could not defeat the nameless enemy at all. His head almost burst, so that he had to keep retreating.

A ferocious soul drinker veteran rushed over to help their "new war leader", but soshyang stabbed him right through.

Now, as long as anything in front of him, he will wave his sword without hesitation.

"Die! Die! Die!!!"

His every stab was accompanied by red lightning across the ground, and then he swung a long sword to sweep across his head. The sharp blade dragged a dazzling cold light behind it and hit salperdon's head.

With this blow, even the filth in sub space curled back.

Shengyan sword pierced the unclean light around the curator of the think tank. It even retreated and squirmed under the edge of the sword.

Salpurdon could only resist left and right with a clumsy chain saw sword.

Soshyan maintained his momentum with sustained and heavy steps, and the tip of the sword hummed with obvious anger.

As soon as their blades touched each other, they burst out colorful sparks.

Then soshyang turned his sword and took the opponent's head.

"Stop!"

At this time, another power sword came from the side and saved salperdon.

Seeing that the impending revenge was interrupted, soshyang's rage soared to the extreme. He suddenly waved his fist and hit the man's face. Then he held the Shengyan sword with his backhand. His body tilted and hit the man with force, and the long sword penetrated at the same time.

For a moment, the Hall fell into silence.

Caen, the company commander of the third company of soul drinkers, looked at the handle of the sword on his chest and slowly raised his head. Blood overflowed from his mouth and nose.

"Give it to me and die!!!"

With a roar, soshyang jerked the sword down, and Caen's body was almost divided in two in a moment.

As the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, the veteran of the soul drinker fell in a pool of blood.

"He killed three company commanders! Kill him! Revenge!!!"

Iktinos roared and opened fire on soshyan first.

"Kill rebels!!"

Pallas immediately opened fire on him.

For a moment, the scene fell into extreme chaos, and the veterans and recruits of the soul drinkers began to shoot at each other.

After hesitating for a moment, some veterans who had followed gorgorgore waved their swords to their comrades in arms, while veterans loyal to gorgorgore joined hands with their former comrades in arms.

The tragedy of fighting in the same room and fighting against each other broke out in this small main control hall.