"Forward!"

Soshyan broke a heavy sealed door with his fist and threw himself into the noise of the battle.

At the end of the passage, the outer Hall of a small temple was displayed in front of his eyes. The polished skull and the wall made of bones formed an arch above, and profane words were covered on the skull, which were all words praising the dark gods.

In the past, it used to be a place to visit the holy emperor, but now it has become a blasphemy.

This made all the soldiers angry, especially the nuns.

Nearly a hundred red pirates stationed in the temple immediately became the target of everyone's anger.

When soshyan rushed up, the other party's bomb gun opened fire to welcome him.

The sound of shrapnel bounced from his terminator armor, but without hesitation, he turned into a virtual shadow, a fast shadow composed of front edge and hard blade.

The first red pirate was in front of him, the bomb sounded, and his blasphemous blood red armor glittered with reflection and tempering.

Soshyan stared at each other for a second, noticed that many unspeakable floating images were etched on the red ceramic steel surface, and then beheaded them with a sword.

When the headless body fell back heavily, more red pirates appeared behind the bunker, at least ten.

Another guy rushed to soshyan, and soshyan took steps.

The barrel of the other party's explosive gun stared back at soshyan's eyes like a wide open eye. His twin hearts beat steadily and expanded when he fell at the last step.

The red pirate's fingers pressed the trigger.

Soshyan swung his sword again.

The blood turned black and slippery in the explosion of the bomb and began to spill in the opposite direction.

Although his head flew with a sword, the dead red pirate's fingers held the gun tighter, causing a roaring flame to burst out from the muzzle of the gun. Soshyang could feel the fierce breath bouncing over his helmet.

He was moving before the body began to fall.

He cut and cut, killed and killed, and kept moving forward.

At the moment, his world is beating faster with the fragments of feeling. A trunk is split from the clavicle to the abdomen, and one hand is cut in two. The roar when the bomb is fired should be consistent with the scream of the dying.

He heard and felt them all, but he was not there.

He turned into a single line of concentration and cut forward. Waves of ideas in his brain stirred like a river.

Soshyan knew that his brothers followed him and formed a triangular array with him as the tip.

They moved forward bravely, kept firing, knocked down the guards, kept chopping the red armored figures, and the roar in the communication showed that other parts of the strike force were attacking the small temple one after another.

So far, the resistance is not weak, but it is not strong - there are a large number of enemies, but their tactics are weak and lack heavy firepower support.

Soshyan understood all this without thinking. He didn't have to stop to disturb the rhythm of his sword.

Suddenly, a red pirate rushed at him and moved faster than the others. His hairless face had many symbols connected by a net. He held a wide long sword with broken edges and threw it at soshyang's neck.

This blow is strong and powerful. It is the product of training and experience. It is obvious that you want to be a clean blow.

And soshyan didn't even hesitate.

He deflected the blow and turned to cut off his own sword.

Only then did soshyan see the grenade, a very small one, tied to the bone handle of the long sword.

At this time, he noticed that the other party's eyes were wide open on his tattooed face and was showing a grim smile of victory.

Soshyan tried to twist aside and yanked his sword down to block the stab, but it couldn't stop the other party from pulling the pull ring of the grenade.

At this time, a chain saw sword smashed into the red pirate's head from the right side, and the blow burst into a pile of red flesh mixed with broken armour with thunder.

Then Talos pushed the body away from his path.

"You almost fell here, commander soshyang."

Talos's armor front is a mess made of metal scars and blood. Although he wears the star Knight's power armor, he still can't change his habit of using human bones as a mask.

They stood side by side like scarred butchers and knights.

Although reluctant, soshyan had to admit that the other party saved himself.

"Thank you."

"Hum, hum, if sevita didn't let me look at you."

Talos, as always, spoke with contempt.

Sevita separated from the crowd after entering the flight deck. Before leaving, he told totalos to protect soshyan.

The prophet who had been on the thief ship had to promise each other.

More astral Knights joined them to form a front, jump shield guard and continue to fire with explosives.

At this time, a meteor hammer hit and knocked Talos back two steps.

A red pirate wearing an iron riding terminator was standing in front of them. Its armor was full of blood, and its feet were inserted into the body, as if it had grown out of it.

Soshyan waited for the heartbeat until he could feel the other party and began to pull out the hammer.

"Now!"

Talos immediately waved the chainsaw forward and hit the other party on the shoulder. The red pirate terminator lost his center of gravity for a moment and soon recovered to swing and smash.

But soshyan's sword had been inserted into the crack in his abdominal armor. He felt the vibration of the sword as it passed through armor, flesh and bones.

Then Talos took the head of the other party with one blow of his sword.

"Your understanding of war is too young."

Soshyan heard the ridicule in the other party's words, but he seemed to be used to it.

"I'm learning."

They rushed away from the pile of corpses, and the red pirates in front were retreating, firing and moving.

Behind them, bones and bronze doors are closing the wide open mouth passage.

"Take down the gate!"

Soshyan growled loudly, and his brothers responded as soon as the order left his lips.

Five star knights, their shields close together into a shield wall, charged forward.

Many bombs hit them, two of them stepped back, but the rest did not hesitate.

When they opened fire, the gate was almost closed, and they could only see the flashing eyes and flashed back of the red pirates in the distance.

The next second, the hot-melt gun roared and ejected several thin lines, burning open air and shooting at the closed door leaf.

The plastic steel and bronze peeled off like fat in the flame. The gravity gun fired in the next second, and the door leaf turned into a canopy of white metal and exploded like a waterfall from the frame.

Soshyan began to run again. Talos and sol were beside him. As the heat was still splashing around, the temperature alarm of terminator armor began to sound continuously.

Then they crossed into the tunnel behind them, with molten debris still flying around behind them.

The rhythm of the killing flowed through soshyan again, but it felt different, as if an illustration in front of the moving body was outlined by the fast virtual shadow and sprayed blood.

Soshyan stopped.

The passage became a wide darkness in front of him, and now it was silent and empty.

When the air was drawn out by the opening of the broken outer wall, a false wind surrounded him.

For a moment in silence, soshyan felt as if he had heard a distant voice whispering beyond his hearing.

He looked down at his sword, blood clotting between his fingers.

"What's the matter?"

Adriana Willetts said as she walked through the open passage.

He turned and looked at her. The nun was coming towards him. The barrel of the pistol was still emitting residual heat and volatilizing hot fog.

The other nuns followed her closely.