Looking at the face of Prince Thorn, for some reason, Bahram had a terrible thought in his heart—
He has some amazing similarity with Talos!
On the other side, Sabrin turned around slowly and handed over the injured comrades behind Li Lin. Then Li Lin placed both of them in the corner, pulled out the chainsaw sword, and protected them behind him.
"It seems that the cut doesn't hurt."
Sabrin said softly, then untied the sword and pistol at his waist.
"You have wasted your life, you could have abandoned these weak people and ran away."
The voice of the Thorn Prince is like a group of poisonous snakes spitting out their letters.
"Today will be the end of your life."
"So, you'd better try it."
But Prince Thorn did not move, but raised his hand to point at Sabrin's shoulder armor.
"Who gave you this mark?"
"The dead don't need to know that much."
"ha!"
Prince Thorn laughed and rushed towards Sabrin. His movements were not smooth, but turned into a afterimage under a series of simple and rough accelerations.
He raised his claws in front of him, like some kind of predator pounced on him, heading straight to Sabrin's upper body.
Sabrin flashed aside and waved the sword in his hand.
With a bang, his sword was beaten to pieces.
Then the two of them were entangled, Sabrin kept firing while moving, while the Thorn Prince Amon Karl floated like a shadow.
"Don't you really don't know your bloodline? Look at me, look at my face, look at my eyes! You already have the answer in your heart."
The Thorn Prince roared.
"The corrupt empire has no place for you, brothers!"
As early as when he first encountered Sabrin and others, Prince Thorn was surprised to find that this was the remains of a group of Eighth Legion.
Although he has not undergone any genetic tests to verify, the details he observed, including some of his personal feelings, are very obvious to him that these people have the same genes as him.
This is also the reason why he did not kill all Sabrin and others immediately.
"We are loyal guards and traitors of the Emperor."
"Don't lie to yourself, don't you feel it? We are born with darkness, and we cannot refuse to admit that we are the murderers, just as the poet cannot sing without inspiration. When we are born, we stand by us at midnight, snuggle up to us, secretly helping us, He has always been with us!"
"Why is the worst villain always the most talkative one?"
Sabrin responded with a sneer, firing four shots in his weapon.
But none of them hit.
"What annoying pedantic, your tongue lacks beauty, just like everything that is defiled by the false emperor."
As he said that, Prince Thorn jumped high, like an extended shadow.
Sabrin struggled to move, trying his best to dodge under the opponent's claws, and Bahram also rushed from the side, and the sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out.
But the Thorn Prince seemed to be condensed from floating vaporized substances and ice. The position where it existed in the previous second became empty the next.
Then, in the blink of an eye, a glittering paw stabbed towards Sabrin's chest, and their pale and weird light illuminated each other's faces.
In the flash, the explosion of bombs turned into a red and orange flower surrounded by bright ceramic fragments.
The blue light buzzed, and one of the thorn princess's claws passed through the Sabrin sword, and the other claws brushed Bahram's chest and lifted him out.
"Ahhhh--"
Bahram fell to the ground, his chest covered with blood.
Sabrin also felt blood flowing down his right cheek, but he didn't have time to pay attention, and even to see Bahram, but began to turn around and keep his sword level.
Suddenly, the other party's voice sounded from behind.
"Long live, Lord of Night, do you know what this sentence means?"
Sabrin swung his sword to the right out of instinct, rather than backward.
After one breath, Prince Thorn let out a painful howl, and his claws passed over Sabrin's shoulders, almost cutting off his arm, but Sabrin still endured the pain and continued to use force, pushing the sword into the depth of half a meter of the opponent's shoulder armor.
"die!!!!"
Suddenly, Li Lin shouted in the air, and he appeared behind the Thorn Prince, and the chain saw in his hand roared.
But he obviously forgot what Talos taught them before - when encountering people from the Eighth Legion, don't attack from behind, because these traitors' vigilance towards their behind has become instinct.
"Don't!"
Sablin's reminder was too late, and Prince Thorn sneered and broke himself away from the blade, leaving a slight black blood, then bent down to avoid the chain saw's slash, and then pushed his arm violently.
The open claw blade instantly passed through Li Lin's abdomen, and the pottery steel burst out one after another. The dark claws penetrated from behind, spewing out a scarlet blood mist.
"Damn it!"
Seeing that Li Lin was in danger, Sabrin immediately rushed forward, put his foot on Prince Thorn's left leg, and then slashed at the opponent's arm with a long sword.
Prince Thorn was kicked and staggered forward as if he was about to fall, but when Sabrin drew his sword, he suddenly threw Li Lin over, forcing Sabrin to stop, and then was hit hard by his teammates.
The two fell down at the same time, and Sabrin immediately pushed Li Lin away. Just as he was about to stand up, his sharp claws penetrated his abdomen from top to bottom, nailing him to the ground.
"Well--"
Sabrin tried to speak, but only made a wet gurgling sound, and then spit out a mouthful of dirty black blood.
His pistol slid from his weak hand, and he wanted to wave the sword with his other hand, but his hand only lifted for a short distance and then hung weakly.
"Poor guy."
Prince Thorn raised Sablin's face, his bloody face with a strange gentleness.
"You don't even know the midnight defense."
Sabrin looked at the other person, he wanted to struggle, but with a slight movement, his abdomen was torn open by metal.
He probably won't be able to do this time.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt very cold-
Extremely cold.
"Um?"
Prince Thorn also noticed something, but as soon as he turned around, a huge fist hit his face directly.
This was an unprecedented force. He felt that his head had just been directly hit by a volcano, and then a slight pain came from his right arm. Before he could take a closer look, the second punch came and he flew backwards.
"call--"
Bahram stood beside Sabrin, and saw the broken hand that was still stuck in his comrade's abdomen. A mist was exhaled from his helmet, and then rushed towards the Thorn Prince who was getting up from the ground.
"You bastard..."
The Prince of Thorns, who was consciously humiliated, became angry and began to sprint like an angry beast.
Just at this moment, the flares burned out the last bit of fuel, and the entire outpost was instantly darkened.
Sablin barely raised his head, but saw sparks and roars burst out from the darkness, as well as violent metal impacts.
He groped out of his belt, took out a second flare and lit it.
Bahram's sword penetrated the abdomen of Prince Thorn and penetrated deep into the hilt, and the other party's claws also penetrated into his chest-
wrong!
Sabrin widened his eyes, Bahram held the sword in one hand and the wrist in the other. Prince Thorn's fist was pressed against Bahram's chest, but its claws-
"You...at the end..."
Amon Carl was also confused. He watched with his own eyes that his sharp claws actually melted and turned into liquid metal!