At this moment, a group of warriors in Red Pirate Armor continued to emerge from the sky around Soshiyang, and kept firing at the two people who had lost their cover.
Soshiyang had to flash between shrapnel and dust, and kept firing and firing back, embedding balls of hot melt into the enemy.
Three Red Pirates were shot in succession and their heads were blown to pieces.
But they still rushed from all directions, pacing forward carefully while shooting with their guns, intending to force Soshiyang into a dead end. Garmozej's twisted figure appeared in the crowd.
Seeing the enemy appear, Soshiyang roared.
"Salperdon! Come out and face me!!"
He lifted the burning sky in his hand into the air. Although the rain of bullets chewed his breastplate, and despite the strong impact, Soshiyang still squeezed out his strength.
A shocking shock wave mixed with flames passed through the space, crushing the red letters and the surrounding red pirates like a shattering, turning the shiny armor into a large ball of powder and smoke.
Talos, who had fallen from a short distance, pulled off his lost helmet and tried to stand up again, but his weak legs were out of control. This force caused more blood to gush out of the gap in his chest.
The prophet's hands trembled and exerted force. He twisted his body hard to move towards Soshiyang, not far away, leaving a warm blood mark on the floor tiles.
But before he could move a few feet away, he saw a large group of heretics coming towards him - dozens of giants wearing indigo blue armor and red suddenly appeared in the empty blue smoke, each with cautious steps and exquisite marksmanship.
The enemy troops flocked from all directions again, as if they were about to subdue him.
"I'm afraid this time..."
Talos had no choice but to bite the jaws and pull the trigger to the end.
"Long time no see, the battle captain of the Knight of the Star Realm."
Garmozejie, wearing a hood, spoke frivolously, and his bent staff in his hand gently clasped the stone bricks under his feet.
"I couldn't help but feel deeply relieved when we met again. It's a pity that the so-called new star of the Empire is nothing more than just a mere appearance, and it can't even make me feel a little unexpected surprise."
The devil's whispers resembled the thick smoke that enveloped reality, causing Soshyang to fall into deep anger.
"traitor!"
Suo Shiyang lowered his hands to burn the sky, allowing his sharp blade to strike against the floor tiles.
"Well said!"
Garmozejie laughed happily.
"Loyal Soshiyang! Loyal Soshiyang! It even knows to accuse others of heresy! Do you think I don't know what you are looking for when you come to Pao Shangxing?"
The anger touched all limbs and pulled Soshiyang's body, which weighed more than a thousand pounds, into the air, and threw him straight towards the enemy who kept laughing in front of him.
He leaped up and slashed a shocking attack in his hand.
But Garmozejie flashed into the haze, and the sharp blade that lost his target was deeply embedded in a silver altar behind the other party that looked like an eagle's claw.
"I'm so angry?"
Just as Soshiyang slashed the silver-white altar, the etheric color stirred in the space locked him on the altar tightly for a strong incandescent beam of light.
"Damn it! This is-"
Soshiyang roared angrily and tried desperately to retreat, but his body seemed to be welded, his arms and right legs were firmly fixed, shining brightly under the reflection of the colorful glow.
Even if the grey rushes through his body, there is nothing we can do about it.
Garmozejie walked to him, looked at him with interesting interest, and joked:
"Do you think the power on you is invincible? Even the gods dare not speak out and escape unscrupulously in front of the Lord of Changes."
Then, he gently brushed the dust on Soshiyang's shoulder with his fingers.
"......not to mention a lost god."
"you!"
Soshiyang had already tried his best to make all his strength and his teeth were about to be broken, but he could not pull out his weapon and his body could not move.
Garmozejie looked at his resentful and depressed look and laughed happily.
"What a wonderful scene! Look, do you know what you died from? Arrogant! Soshiyang, killing a few big demons makes you feel soaring, making you think that everything related to subspace cannot pose a threat to you? That's why you dare to come alone, so you step into this trap, this trap I have prepared for you for ten years!"
Just as Soshiyang struggled angrily, the light began to become more and more scorching, and began to turn around at high speed, depicting a number of blasphemous runes, and an eight-pointed star rose.
"Once upon a time, I was as foolish as you."
Garmozejie whispered, his voice sincere and sad.
"Your soul is very special. You should not be confused about all beings. You could have become a transcendent, but you only sigh that the world is impermanent, but you have been marked as betrayed by the gods."
The Eight-Star of Flame clenched Soshiyang's body, and Garmozejie's words brought endless pain together with the Flame.
Then, a blue light that jumped from the altar pierced through Soshiyang's chest, sweeping away all the haze around him. An extremely crazy energy roared through Soshiyang's body, tearing out countless cracks on the surface of his skin - like the restless sun wind rising on the surface of a dying star.
At this moment, he was like a fragment of a star god bound by a dead soul in the space!
Garmozejie opened his arms and burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! Are you familiar with it? Is it very much like a space undead device? I spent a lot of effort to prepare it for you!"
The altar gradually began to decompose and became a form similar to an obelisk, while Soshiyang was bound to the obelisk and struggled continuously.
While struggling, Soshiyang saw Talos who was firing at the surrounding enemies furiously. The prophet was covered in blood. Before the enemy finally knocked him down, he had been moving forward desperately, striving to support his already trampled body and trying to approach Soshiyang.
“Good done – ah!!!”
Suddenly, Igosermo screamed, and Garmozej turned his head and saw a roaring golden chainsaw piercing the structural body of the chief wizard of the Black Legion. The flames spread out from the saw blade and swallowed the wizard's armor and body.
His wings burned out in the blazing heat, his armor and flesh and bones melted, until the end was only a shadow burning in the flames, a shadow with the breath of death.
But the first person to recognize the shadow was Talos. He saw the helmet in the flames, the helmet with blood-colored bat wings—
"Company Commander!"
But Igosermo had not died, and he transformed into a form of starlight, and lightning fell from him to the ground, forming a continuous and terrifying storm.
"Who are you!!"
He roared angryly at the attacker.
“Something has to die.”
The response of the figure was dull, but it was unquestionable authority.
"And some things don't need them."
After saying that, a blue flame rose and rolled on the roaring chainsaw halberd. In an instant, the gathering storm split into two!