Chapter 407

The thunder Eagle crossed the battlements low, and the thrusters roared and circled. The flickering high temperature made the air as turbid as water.

Originally, these places should be heavily guarded. Any aircraft reaching such a height will be ruthlessly greeted by all kinds of anti-aircraft guns and missiles.

But now, the huge prison is like a huge and gloomy cemetery. There is neither light nor movement. Only the black stones and stone walls wet by rain reflect the trail flame of thunder eagle.

Then, thunder eagle's hatch slowly opened, and three giants appeared behind the hatch.

Steam came out of their armor and all traces of rain evaporated.

"Sol, you go with him to solve that big problem. I'll go down and find someone first and find you later."

Sevita glanced at soshyan with her scarlet eyepiece. The airflow rolled his special-shaped leather cloak like a bat wing opening in the dark.

"You go to the prophet."

Soshyan said nothing, just nodded.

Then sevita took a long pole object wrapped in tarpaulin from sol. It made soshyan feel very familiar. He was about to ask, but sevita jumped down and disappeared in the rain.

Then sol patted soshyan on the shoulder, indicating that he had any questions to ask later.

"... what the hell."

The thunder Eagle continued to glide in the rainy night, and below, a bloody battle had broken out.

Talos was the first to catch up with the Phoenix Lord, and the other party immediately made the first paralyzing scream.

He raised his sword, intending to split each other with both hands.

At the last second before the sword fell, her spear turned to block perfectly, but Talos suddenly changed his move and kicked at the other party's mask.

The Phoenix Lord's head tilted back to avoid the blow, but the tip of Talos's shoe scraped her helmet, broke her visor and stopped the howling.

Then, Jain Zar, whose waist was almost 90 ° folded, bounced up from the ground in an elegant posture.

Taros fell heavily to the ground, but he couldn't help grinning when he saw her death mask separated by a cruel fault line.

"You don't know how satisfactory that is."

The spirit family watched him and responded in fragmented Gothic - the voice mask on her helmet broke, causing her language to change its tone.

"Soul hunter."

Talos jumped up, facing each other's blade, and their weapons fought each other.

"I'm tired of the name."

During the struggle, he hit her with the hilt of his sword and broke the mask for the second time - I don't know why, the Phoenix Lord didn't dodge this time, by deliberately eating Talos.

Through the crack, Talos saw the alien eyes, the strange, squint and indifferent eyes.

Suddenly, Cylon and lukofus also rushed at her from both sides. The Phoenix Lord blocked the former's chainsaw sword with a three blade boomerang in one hand. Then when he jumped out of the warrior's triangle and turned over, the latter's lightning claw missed the opportunity.

When she landed, she suddenly shook, which was the first sign of unsightness in the action of Lord Phoenix.

So someone immediately tried to seize the opportunity.

"Kill!!!"

Lukofus is not a member of the first fierce claw. He lacks the will to unite so obviously in the other two brothers, but his barbarism and ferocity are not inferior.

He aimed at her heart and rushed over, but didn't notice the other party's sneer.

Lukofus hit the target, but it was just an illusion.

From the moment she landed, Jain Zar laid a trap, and her unbalanced action was only to deceive the eyes of the soldiers of the eighth Legion.

The next second, the phantom broke, and the black spear went into the chest of the Raptor, smashed his breastplate and knocked him to the ground.

Just as the Phoenix Lord stabbed the raptor in the abdomen with a spear, Cylon rushed up.

She took her time and threw a three edged boomerang with her free hand.

Cylon's enhanced reaction is honed after centuries of fighting and years of training. In his life, he has blocked solid warheads and avoided laser fire without being affected by heat. His reaction ability is like an army

Like all astat soldiers in the regiment, it is far beyond the scope of human ability and almost supernatural.

Therefore, before the blade left the Phoenix Lord's finger, he had made a evasive action.

But it's not enough, not even close.

Almost half a breath, the rotating blade pierced his chest and creaked when they tore at the power armor

The squeak, and then the black flame penetrated his armor.

After that, the dart returned to Lord Phoenix and was thrown again.

As it flashed through the air, Talos waved his power sword and split it in half.

The Phoenix Lord tried to pull her spear out of lukofus' stomach, but the Raptor caught the spear with its metal claws

Handle, clamp it in the body and the stone below.

The prophet rushed up after a heartbeat.

Lord Phoenix avoided Talos's three sword swings and jumped to avoid each heavy chop.

Although it was faster than the human eye could see, Talos couldn't catch up with her.

And because of too much force, he almost lost his balance and staggered for a long time before he recovered.

Then the unarmed Jain Zar suddenly came close, banged his fingers on the soft plate armor at Talos's throat, and crunched the chain on him and hit his temples - it was painful enough to kill a person.

Taros felt dizzy. He staggered back and raised his sword defense, struggling to breathe.

The next second, his head was hit to the right by a blow he had never encountered

The sword flew out of his hand, was kicked by a bloody boot, and then kicked on the broken eagle in front of his chest, throwing him back.

Talos almost fainted. Although his muscles were full of adrenaline, it didn't work.

He couldn't stop her, he couldn't avoid her, he couldn't even see her.

"Cylon -"

Talos wanted to call his brother, but a heavy object hit him on the head and interrupted him.

The pain like white heat made a spider web on his temples, and his vision narrowed in half.

Before he could figure out whether one of his eyes was blind, the golden sword hit back. It slipped into his chest and stole all his breath, all his energy and all his thoughts.

"She tried to kill me with my own sword."

Realizing the absurdity of this practice, Talos laughed, and blood splashed on his fragmented helmet.

When she pulled out the sword, he thought she would throw it aside.

But on the contrary, she fell it on her knee and broke it.

The pain in his chest finally surrounded Talos' spine. He fell and had little chance to stand up again.

"As the prophecy says, the soul hunter should fall like this."

The Phoenix Lord pulled off his helmet and stared down with his milky gray squint.

In a sense, if she is not so damn and inhuman, she is indeed a beautiful female.

One of her ears twitched in the rain, as if she felt a sound that only she could hear.

"Ha, really."

Clenching his teeth, the prophet stood up again, took off his helmet and felt the heavy rain on his face.

The illusion finally became a reality, very close, but not perfect.

He smiled and took a step closer to her. Despite a sharp pain in his chest, he bent down to pick up the broken sword.

"In my dream."

Talos gasped:

"You're still wearing a helmet."

She nodded with a solemn and serious expression.

"In the dream of the prophet USVI, they saw the same thing

Fate is mobile, soul hunter. Some scenery wishes are not allowed to pass. There will be no prophets in the eighth Legion. It's better for you to die here than everything. "

He put his hand on his broken chest and felt at least one heart beating and aching.

Although he was short of breath, his spare organs had revived and supported him through his final death.

The Phoenix Lord stepped forward and pulled out her spear from his chest when passing lukofus on the ground. The Raptor could do nothing but twitch.

When she stood in front of him, with a black spear in her hand, prophecy and reality merged into one.

At this moment, the situation is the same.

The prophet and the female killer stood on the wall, clutching the weapon in their hands.

It rained heavily all around and merged into a sad and beautiful flood that was turbid enough to blur the line of sight. When the rain jumped out of the grinning mouth of the stone statue ghost, it even screamed at the stone, and then gushed out along the side of the castle.

The only sound heard in the rain comes from those two figures——

A towering human warrior wears tattered armor with bursts of electrostatic crackling. The other is the embodiment of a dead god. Her ancient armor is weathered by eternal scars.

"This is the burial place of your legion, isn't it?"

Her voice was modulated by the loudspeaker in her throat, and the strange hiss from the death mask on her shoulder was melted into the cold-blooded rain.

"Prophet, please tell me your vision, and I will remember it as much as possible."

The prophet did not answer. He vomited sour blood on the Dark Slate and gasped in pain.

The sword in his hand was broken, half of the blade was destroyed, and he didn't know where his gun was.

When he felt a sense of relief, his torn lips flashed a grim smile - he always indulged in the sweetness of death, and it was a sin to lose the sacred things of the Legion?

"Talos."

Lord Phoenix was talking and laughing. He could vaguely hear it in her voice.

"Don't be shy, human beings, everyone has a death."

The prophet knelt on one knee, blood seeping through the cracks in his armor.

He tried to speak, but his dry lips could only groan in pain. The only thing he could smell was his own wound and the smell of blood and flesh sticking to the metal.

She even dared to put her spear on the shoulder armor of the wounded soldier.

"Prophet, I'm telling the truth. Don't be ashamed of it at this moment. You've done a good job in order to get to this step."

Talos vomited blood again. He struggled to say two words.

"Bitch."

The Phoenix Lord looked down at him. Her red and black hair had been messy by the rain, stuck to her death mask, and looked like a drowning woman who screamed silently when she was brutally drowned.

"I can't hear many unkind things you say to me."

She said with some mockery.

"You mean the first fierce claw, right? They are your brothers? Do you call the dead and expect them to reach out to you?"

Talos shook his body, and then the blade fell out of his hand. It was too heavy to hold anymore.

He watched it lie on the black stone and bathe in the pouring rain. It was as golden as the day he took it.

Talos slowly raised his head and faced the alien executioner in front of him.

The rain brought down the blood on his face, licked his lips and hurt his eyes. He didn't need to doubt whether she was still smiling, but he had seen it from her face.

Is that compassion?

"Ha ha ha ha ha --"

Kneeling on the battlements, the Lord suddenly began to laugh wildly at midnight,

Neither his laughter nor the storm above him was loud enough to swallow the burning sound of the propeller.

A dark blue winged metal beast swooped down from the dark sky and roared into the field of vision.

Lord Phoenix heard it, but she didn't look back.

When the thunder Eagle hovered in the hot fog, Talos was still laughing. The dim light in its cockpit reflected the two figures inside - he didn't even have to guess who it would be.

When its cabin door opened slowly, a towering figure appeared in the flashing warning red light.

The heavy rain obscured the outline of the figure. Only the dazzling golden double headed eagle glittered in the light, as if it had life and was about to fly out.

Talos laughed and closed his eyes. The flying gray eagle appeared in his brain, but this time there was no headache or sleepiness.

"I saw this."

When he opened his eyes, he stared ironically at the shocked Phoenix Lord.

"Do you have?"