When sailing deep into the underground, everyone was on guard and rested.
The termite boring machine in the White Church is almost as big as a small landing craft, and even the soldiers stuffed into two squads do not appear narrow.
There is no difference between day and night underground, but every morning, the soldiers will train in the temporary practice field, using swords to swords.
This time, Soshiyang not only brought the warriors of the Knights of the Astrology, but also some warriors of the White Temple. There were two teams of war teams on the No. 1 aircraft he was riding.
He occasionally watched the warriors play in silence, and warriors from different battle groups would cheer with each exquisite or fierce blow. They admired the battle fairly, not just cheering for the warriors in their battle groups. Any powerful move would make them excited. Soshiyang liked this very much.
Of course, Soshiyan would not be idle either, but the only one who could practice with him was the mysterious Talos.
As long as they duel, Talos will start to say whispers to distract Soshiyan from his ancient tricks.
"I like that snow lotus knife."
Taking advantage of the gap between the sharp blades, Talos said to Soshiyan.
"What?"
"I like that knife, I want to get it. Since the Holy Sword was broken, I haven't had a handy weapon for a long time."
Like most Astats, Soshyan has a poor sense of humor, but in fact he has not had much sense of humor since he was a child.
"When it comes to that sword, what is the origin of it? Why does Loken say he can't repair it?"
Talos chuckled in a low voice.
"It's nothing special. One day, I was lying on a pile of corpses, and when I woke up, I held the sword of a bastard."
He retreated while talking, intending to take a breath while Soshiyang was talking.
But Soshiyang did not let him do what he wanted, but chased him directly and slashed his sword with a fierce sword, causing a burst of applause.
"Be serious."
Talos chuckled, pointed the tip of his sword directly at Soshiyan, and then rushed over.
He moved so quickly that Soshyan hardly saw him leaving the place, and seemed to have become a shadow.
If it were other warriors, they would definitely not be able to compete with the prophet, but Soshiyan could.
Even if he does not use the power of gray and relies on his experience in training with Seveta, he is already familiar with the martial arts and attack modes of the Eighth Legion. However, Talos is a little more special because he has the ability to predict.
And in Talos's world, various images violently impacted his visual cortex, as hard as nails.
Before Soshiyang could swing his sword, he foresaw the other party's actions, so he launched an attack on the future, but the long sword was blocked by another sword.
But Soshiyan's counterattack was also implicated by him, and he deflected it with his sword, then the next blow, and then the next blow.
Whenever he saw the opportunity, Soshiyan immediately sealed it, and when Soshiyan stabbed him in the movement, Talos appeared elsewhere.
The two fought around a small arena, and they intersected at a speed far beyond what ordinary people saw. Both sides predicted and captured the enemy's next move and carried out appropriate counterattacks.
One relies on experience and the other relies on preview. They fought for a long time and no one gained the upper hand.
So Talos took out his usual routine again.
"You have made great progress, and I almost feel ashamed."
"Ha, I know, you didn't act seriously, otherwise your sword would have been bloody."
"Do you already know me this way?"
Talos muttered. The blade became tighter and tighter. The two of them fought face to face for a few seconds, and then Soshiyan pushed him a few meters away.
The fight continues.
Five minutes later, without warning, Talos suddenly said.
"You have to be careful of the people of the Holy Blood Angel this time."
He was indeed a cunning guy, and Soshiyan almost put down his weapon.
“Why?”
"They are not a group of easy guys, and they are in a very unstable state."
"I know, black rage and blood thirst."
“More than that.”
Talos grinned.
"Their personalities have great flaws and have been immersed in the sadness of the past. How do you say that? Turning grief into art, but unfortunately it is the art of self-pity."
Before Soshiyan could answer, he asked:
"Do you know who their current commander 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 that once you get here, your command may be out of order, and you have to be prepared."
"If the journey goes well, then it's nothing to hand over command."
After the two separated again, they both gasped, and the blades of the two training swords became scarred and almost unusable.
At this time, Soshiyang saw with his own eyes that the judge Angelica was standing at the hatch door and looked at them with interest. Then, he seemed to notice Soshiyang's gaze and shook it away.
"That disgusting woman was peeking just now."
"She just took a look."
"I can kill her."
"No."
Soshiyang said sincerely.
"If you do this, we will have a lot of trouble in the future, and I have a premonition."
"Didn't you notice that she was sneaking around during this period? She has been trying to spy on our secrets, whether it's your side, mine, or even the White Temple, she wants to get into it."
The suspicion in Talos's voice sounded so real, and Soshiyan took a step back to relax him, which was a topic worth talking about in detail.
But the next moment, an elbow hit Soshiyan hard on the chin and he was directly knocked down on the deck.
“It’s so simple.”
Talos smiled in a very low voice:
"Seveta still didn't tell you, don't believe any of the feelings of the Night Son. This is how we fight. What do you think?"
Soshiyang grinned and stood up with his hands.
"I've learned it."
At this moment, a soldier suddenly walked in.
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Soon they arrived at the upper hatch of the boring machine, and now it was sailing on the water like a ship, and when Soshiyan opened the hatch door, the wet air immediately rushed to his face.
It was pitch black outside and the water surface was pitch black. The four boring machines were like big fish in black waters. The calm water surface brought ripples.
As Soshiyan and Talos climbed out of the hatch, the searchlight on the hatch fence immediately lit up.
The strong light tore the darkness, and I saw smooth rock walls on both sides, covered with dark green bryophytes. The entire passage was more than 200 meters wide, with extremely obvious artificial traces.
But the key is not that. The searchlight was finally frozen on a statue. Half of the statue was in the water, and only the upper body was exposed to the water. It can be seen that it was a giant wearing armor and shaped like a green skin, carved to lifelike, and even the domineering aura and destructive desire on his face were expressed.
Considering the depth of the water here, the height of this statue has exceeded one hundred meters!
"Is this... made of green skin?"
Soshiyang was confused because he had never heard of Green Skin having such artistic accomplishments.
"I can't say it."
Talos' tone was also very uncertain.
"Wait, this statue—"
Suoshiyang suddenly noticed another detail, and under the mottled and corrosive appearance, a piece of white could be vaguely seen.
"Why is it white?"
Talos also looked at the statue with interesting interest.
"Indeed, I remember that the aesthetics of those beasts are basically red, blue, green, and yellow, and I have hardly seen them make white."
Soshyan thought, then said in an uncertain tone:
"Statues are usually used to commemorate or show someone. In other words, this thing is probably created in the form of a certain green-skinned leader, and the use of white is also based on its requirements?"
Chapter completed!