Chapter 345

"Freedom! Soshyan, I can give you freedom! You know very well that those people are trying to manipulate your destiny. They arrange the way you don't want to go. Think about it. Have you made your real choice so far? Do you understand their intentions? Sol, sevita, and that... What are they around you for?"

"You can't provoke me."

"Provocation? Ha ha, you know very well that I'm telling the truth. Do you know what the root of your strength is?"

Wild laughter echoed in soshyan's mind.

"Space dead? Those dead? No, no, no, you're wrong. That's actually --"

At the moment it was about to say the follow-up, a sword with a blue flame swept towards abrassis.

The devil Prince's reaction was also very rapid, twisting his body at an amazing speed and waving his hand to play a piece of energy.

But the sword wielder was so close that even such a response seemed slow.

The long sword crossed the devil's huge body and outlined a crack about two meters long. The beautiful flame immediately overflowed from the crack.

The demon prince screamed and immediately looked back and found that sol was attacking him.

At the moment, sol was surrounded by a light golden halo, and a black flame mixed with golden light spewed out from the gap of the power armor. The silver gray power armor seemed to turn black.

Even his eyes were burning and his eyepiece was red.

The demon prince immediately realized that he had been cheated and that the other party was not under control.

"You --!"

Sol stared at abrassis and stormed again.

The demon prince turned out a scepter, waved it vigorously to block the first blow, and then flapped his wings to the other side of Sol's charge direction.

But Sol's speed was faster than it. The palm wrapped in his armour directly rested on the other party's neck, held it tightly, and then pressed it down, pressing the devil Prince's body and chest to the tip of the sword that had been waiting for.

For a moment, its body was pierced and began to struggle. It shook Sol's hand holding the sword away, and its wings expanded again like a bat. This time, the color turned red.

Then its wings began to flap violently in an attempt to escape, but it was difficult to work under Sol's firm grasp,

"Can you foresee what will happen next?"

Saul struck the handle of the long sword half buried in the opponent's chest with his fist, and thrust the blade completely into the devil Prince's body.

His anger surged wildly, along his arm, through his fist, and along the blade of the demon prince, like a violent eruption of magma.

"No --!"

The devil Prince's shrill scream pierced everyone's heart. Then his body swelled into an energy filled sphere and exploded after a loud noise. From the inside out, the suddenly rising flame swept across the deck, and even the metal was melted.

Silence fell, Sol's armor was covered with a baked blood stain, and the scream before the devil disappeared put everyone's brain in chaos.

After a while, soshyan came over.

"Sol -"

"Don't be bewitched by the devil's words."

Sol looked at him and said in a voice that only two people could hear.

Soshyang was stunned for two seconds and nodded silently.

"Did you destroy it?"

"No, it escaped."

"What now?"

Sol was silent for a moment and then sent a communication to sevita.

"Sai, how's it going over there now?"

With the disturbance of a burst of white noise, the crow Prince's slightly impatient voice came.

"They're moving on the lower deck. I guess they found it. I'm tracking it."

"I just met the demon prince and just defeated him. I have a hunch that he will go back to find the soul drinkers."

"Your plan is."

"Send me your current positioning coordinates. We'll make a quick decision."

"Then you'd better hurry."

There was a thin layer of dust on the ceiling and on the ground.

There is a rusty old track in the middle of the lower deck, which is used for locomotives. On both sides are platforms higher than the ground, extending along the wall.

It should usually be a dark place, but the arrival of star soldiers turned it into a fire tree and silver flower.

The flame of the bomb gun lights up in the 500 meter long interactive tunnel. The bombs and fireballs you come and go are chasing their respective goals in the opposite direction.

At one time, the blue flare of the magic flame crossed some gaps, and at the other time, the red missile wake lit up the darkness.

With the flowers formed by missile explosion fragments, a team of soul drinkers appeared.

The awakened salperdon walked ahead and urged his people to go deeper.

The heavy weapons provided important support to the vanguard. The barrage of the missile generator passed over the top of the soldiers in front, which not only caused serious damage to the tunnel, but also blew up some demons.

So far, the soul drinker has been unharmed in the other party's counterattack. While moving forward, he greets the enemy with a bomb gun.

Previously, they encountered a wave of demon ambush on the bridge and lost a lot of people, but when salperdon woke up in time, he took the leader to retreat to the lower deck at the first time.

Because he knows that he can find what he strives for here.

In front of the surge of psionic power of the think tank curator, the demons can only retreat.

At this time, salpurdon's communication channel had an external access. It was not Luko's hoarse voice, but a dignified and deep voice, which made him stop involuntarily, as did the soul drinkers around him.

A few seconds later, the small demons disappeared.

"Salpurdon, you are already under my protection. Why do you want to fight with knives and guns?"

A low voice sounded.

"Cease hostilities immediately. If you don't obey, die."

As if he had recovered from a trance, salperdon took the wrong step forward and almost fell.

Only in front of soshyan, he had such feelings and experiences.

He soon realized that the real owner of the abandoned city had come.

Feeling the uneasiness of the soldiers around them, the curator of the think tank knew that they had reached the same conclusion. The assault that had stridden forward turned into a slow retreat. They were frightened by the powerful voice, and the threatening tone made them tremble.

Salpurdon clenched his teeth and shook his head, trying to get rid of the pressure on them.

The curator of the think tank opens his mind to sub space and senses the waves of energy, which is not only a part of the material universe, but also separated from all things.

When he became a think tank, he had considerable power.

Now, encouraged by the darker existence, salpurdon embraces the sub space side of power and has a deeper understanding of the essence and mysterious operation of the universe.

Compared with the previous superficial understanding, it is a world of difference.