Chapter 349

"Enemy attack!"

Although he had anticipated the enemy's ambush in advance, he still loudly reminded others.

Then, soshyan pressed the body with his boots, pulled out his long sword, and turned to look for a new opponent.

At this time, other soul drinkers found themselves in a sudden battle.

The hidden hatches opened quietly, and the defectors who had hidden in advance poured into the warehouse and all rushed to their former brothers.

The explosive gun only sounded for a moment, and then the two sides began a deadly white-edged war.

There were soldiers in a regiment everywhere.

There is no front, no rules, only a round-trip duel.

Although they all wear the same armor and helmets, they can't see each other's faces clearly, their former comrades in arms have already marked our enemy identification code clearly.

Now, only the blood of one side can end the battle.

As the killing went on, the pressure of uncleanness increased and the air became thick.

Even across the breathing unit, the soldiers feel that every breath is accompanied by the blockage of sewage.

Pleasant laughter and vague words seem to come from the throat of non-human beings, but they seem to come out of thin air.

The defectors who were fighting were not afraid of the chorus, but the loyal soldiers were confused by the chirping sound.

At this time, the flashing thermometer caught soshyan's attention and issued a warning of a sudden drop in temperature.

The heat emitted from the power backpack turned into a churning steam cloud, and the iron hooks and rotten decorations were covered with frost.

Those whispers became louder and louder, tempting everyone to lay down their weapons and threatening what would happen if they did not do so.

Soshyan did not understand the language, but the meaning was very clear.

Two soldiers came to fight with him. Soshyan could not see their faces or hear their laughter.

But he and sol solved them in a few times.

Then he suddenly felt something coming.

Soshyan looked at the static position standing in the hall.

Suddenly a light burst out of the air, like opening a bright room.

Those whispers turned into cheers, praising their Champions.

Then the invisible door burst open.

Dark terror poured out, and a strange body appeared out of thin air.

He has a distorted face and unnatural limbs. He came to this battlefield without wearing a helmet. His once wise and noble face is now distorted under ecstasy and superiority, and has crossed the boundary between human and devil.

Around him, there was a dazzling light blue halo, but there was no obvious light source on the other party, which was enough to indicate that it was a psychic phenomenon.

The director of the think tank attracted all the attention.

His right hand holds a golden spear, higher than a star warrior, and his armor is covered with sharp thorns. The once golden eagle emblem has become a cunning smiling face, which seems to be composed of flesh and blood.

Salperdon scanned the hall with his gloomy eyes and said only one word.

"Stop!"

This command contains such powerful power that all the soldiers tremble.

Whether loyal or betrayed, the soldiers stood aside from each other and looked at each other with firm hatred.

However, no matter how strong their war intention is, the words of the think tank curator force them to remain calm.

Only soshyan, motionless.

A powerful force like a cold storm surrounded him, making him indomitable and ruthless.

"Soshyan."

Salpurdon raised his hand and pointed his spear at soshyan.

"You think you can dominate the soul drinker? You're wrong! I've solved your mad dog. Now it's your turn! The soul drinker will be free forever! You can't enslave us!"

"Freedom."

Soshyan hissed.

"Look, look at your ghost now."

He also pointed his sword at each other.

"You deserve to say freedom now? You chaotic bastard slave, a guy lower than a wild dog!"

Salperdon's face immediately showed an ugly look, which was a mixture of anger and shame.

"Shut up!!"

Angry with shame, he rushed up with a soul spear.

"You hypocritical guys have no right to accuse me!"

Then again, under the gaping gaze of the soul drinkers, he was kicked away by soshyang.

"It's easier for you to kill you than a wild dog! Even your master!"

The think tank fell and flew out for more than ten meters, then slid on the ground for three or four meters before stopping.

His bones were shaking all over his body, but he still clenched his teeth and climbed up hard.

What happened just now made him very frightened. Just like in the star castle, as soon as he approached soshyang, he became extremely weak. Chaos gave him strength as if ice met fire.

Why?

"Untouchable?"

A noun popped into his mind.

"But how could --"

But anyway, he can't face soshyan alone now.

So he raised the soul spear.

"Destroy him!"

After a flash of light, nine scarlet letter warriors in shining blue and gold armor appeared behind him out of thin air.

Each of them wears a private coat of arms, and everyone's power armor also bears the symbol of praising Xin liezhi. The evil energy of chaos God infected these soulless warriors and made their armor glow with dim flame light.

Soshyan narrowed his eyes. He could feel the hatred of 10000 years burning in the body of those armor.

As soon as they appeared, the scarlet letter soldiers pointed their bomb guns infected by witchcraft at soshyan.

Then mark suddenly shouted.

"He has completely fallen! We will not be with the fallen to the death!!"

With that, the soldier roared and rushed out.

Salpurdon was stunned. Looking at those former comrades in arms who angrily scolded him as a traitor and heresy, he suddenly felt that the world and himself had become so strange.

"I -- I'm not --"

"For the emperor! For Donne!"

Other loyal soul drinkers also shouted to join Mark's charge. They have made up their mind to break away from their former comrades in arms.

Soon, the nine scarlet letter warriors, including the renegade soul drinkers, fought head-on with the loyal soldiers again.

Soshyan quickly passed through the crowd and went straight to the think tank.

The three scarlet letter soldiers immediately took up their guns and shot at soshyang. He could even hear the howling of chaotic explosives burning through the air and attacking himself.

But he has mentioned full speed. The power a server is pushed to the limit. These degenerate bullets can't stop his anger.

Then three other scarlet letter soldiers began to tilt their bullets at him.