Chapter 679

When sailing deep underground, everyone was ready to rest.

The termite roadheader of the white temple is almost as big as a small landing boat, and even the soldiers stuffed into two teams are not narrow.

There is no day or night underground, but every morning, the soldiers will train in the temporary driving range, sword to sword.

Soshyan brought not only the soldiers of star knights, but also some soldiers of the white temple. There were two battle regiments on plane 1.

Occasionally, he would watch the soldiers duel silently, and the soldiers from different combat groups would applaud every subtle or fierce blow. They just appreciated the fight, not just cheer for the soldiers of their own combat group. Any powerful move would make their blood boil

, soshyan likes it.

Of course, soshyan will not be idle, but only the mysterious taros can practice with him.

As soon as they duel, Talos will start to make jokes to distract soshyan, an ancient deception.

"I like that snow lotus knife."

Taking advantage of the gap between the sharp blades, Talos said to soshyan.

"What?"

"I like that knife. I want to get it. I haven't been unarmed for a long time since the holy sword was broken."

Like most astats, soshyan has a poor sense of humor. In fact, he has no sense of humor since he was a child.

"What's the origin of the sword? Why does Loken say he can't repair it?"

Talos smiled in a low voice.

"It's nothing special. One day, I lay on a pile of corpses and woke up with a bastard's sword in my hand."

He retreated as he spoke, intending to catch his breath while soshyan spoke.

But soshyan didn't let him do what he wanted. Instead, he directly caught up with him and slashed his sword on his blade, causing a burst of applause.

"Be serious."

Talos chuckled, pointed the tip of his sword at soshyan, and then rushed over.

He moved so fast that soshyan could hardly

Someone saw him leave his place and seemed to become a shadow.

If it's another soldier's

Words certainly can't compete with the prophet, but soshyan can.

Even without using the power of grey pulp and relying on the training experience with sevita, he has been very familiar with the martial arts and attack mode of the eighth legion, but Talos is more special because he has the ability of foresight.

In Talos's world, all kinds of pictures hit him violently

The visual cortex is as hard as a nail.

Before he waved his sword in soshyan, he foresaw the other party's action, so he told Wei

To attack, but the long sword was blocked by another sword.

But soshyan's counterattack was also dispirited by him. He deflected it with his sword and then

It's the next shot, and then the next shot.

Whenever he saw the opportunity, soshyan immediately sealed it, and when soshyan stabbed him in the movement

Talos appeared elsewhere.

The two fought around a small arena and fought each other at a speed far faster than ordinary people thought

Both sides were predicting and capturing the enemy's next move and made appropriate counterattacks.

One by experience, one by foresight,

They played for a long time and no one got the upper hand.

So Talos came up with his usual routine.

"You've made rapid progress. I'm almost ashamed."

"Ha, I know. You didn't take it seriously, or your sword would have seen blood."

"Do you already know me so well?"

Talos muttered. The blades of the swords became tighter and tighter. They fought face to face for several seconds, and then soshyan pushed him a few meters away.

The fight continued.

Five minutes later, without warning, Talos suddenly said.

"This time you have to be careful of the blood angel."

He was really a cunning guy. Soshyan almost put down his arms.

"Why?"

"They are not a group of easy-going guys, and their mental state is very unstable."

"I know, black anger and blood thirst."

"More than that."

Talos grinned.

"Their character has great defects. They have been immersed in the sadness of the past. What do you say, huh? Turn grief into art. Unfortunately, it is the art of self pity."

Without waiting for soshyan to answer, he asked:

"Do you know who their current battle leader is?"

"Dante, the most legendary hero of the Empire, has lived for more than a thousand years."

"I know this. His prestige is so high, but once here, your command may not be guaranteed. You have to be prepared."

"If the trip goes well, it's nothing to hand over command."

After they separated again, they were panting, and the edges of the two training swords became scarred and almost unusable.

At this time, soshyang used his remaining light to see judge Angelica standing at the hatch and looking at them with interest. Then he seemed to notice soshyang's eyes and shook away.

"That disgusting woman was peeking just now."

"She just took a look."

"I can kill her."

"No."

Soshyang said sincerely.

"If you do this, we will have a lot of trouble in the future. I have a hunch."

"Didn't you find her sneaky these days? She's been trying to pry into our secrets. She wants to intervene, whether it's you, me, or even the white temple."

The doubt in Talos's voice sounded so real that soshyan took a step back to relax him. This is a topic worthy of detailed discussion.

But the next moment,

An elbow hit soshyan hard on the chin, and he was directly placed on the deck.

"That's easy."

Talos smiled cunningly and said in a low voice:

"Sevita still didn't tell you not to believe the emotional expression of the son of the night. This is the way we fight. What do you think?"

Soshyan grinned, took each other's hands and stood up.

"I've learned."

At this time, a soldier suddenly came in.

"Commander Zhan, the pilot found something. Maybe you should have a look."

Soon they reached the upper hatch of the roadheader. Now it was sailing on the water like a ship. When soshyan opened the hatch, the moist air immediately came to his face.

It was dark outside and the water surface was also dark. The four TBMs were like big fish in black water, and the calm water surface rippled.

When soshyan and Talos climbed out of the hatch, the searchlight on the hatch fence immediately lit up.

The strong light tore the darkness. There were smooth rock walls on both sides. The rock walls were full of dark green bryophytes. The whole channel was more than 200 meters wide, with obvious artificial traces.

But the key is not that. The searchlight is finally fixed on a statue. Half of the statue is in the water, and only the upper part of the statue is exposed. It can be seen that it is a giant in armor and looks like a green skin. It is carved lifelike, even the domineering and destructive desire on his face.

Considering the water depth here, the height of the statue has exceeded 100 meters!

"Is this... Made of green skin?"

Soshyan was confused because he had never heard of green skin's artistic attainments.

"I can't say."

Talos's tone was also uncertain.

"Wait, this statue -"

Soshyan suddenly noticed another detail. Under the mottled and corroded appearance, he could vaguely see a piece of white.

"Why is it white?"

Talos also looked at the statue with interest.

"Indeed, I remember that the basic aesthetic of those wild animals is red, blue, green and yellow. I have hardly seen them make white things."

Soshyan thought, then said in an uncertain tone:

"Statues are generally used to commemorate or highlight someone. In other words, this thing is likely to be built in the form of a green leader, and the use of white is also in accordance with its requirements?"

No one can answer.