The enemy temporarily retreated and took away the angry hell beast.
Azriel felt his twin heart speeding up, and angry runes flashed on his monitor as his helmet's optics tried to focus but failed.
The lenses cracked, and Azriel locked his helmet on his thigh with some distress, and stopped as his eyes adapted to the darkness.
The air was filled with a strong silence, which formed an almost painful contrast to the harsh battle hustle and bustle before the explosion, and he listened to the traces of his enemies, but could hear nothing but his shallow breathing.
The explosion flattened the corridor and stuffed it with collapsed rock concrete and the dead.
"The mist makes you rot!"
He heard Asmoda curse in anger and kick the fallen Chaos Space Marine in the chest, and the ceramic skull decorated on the fallen warrior's breastplate broke under the blow.
Suddenly, Azriel heard footsteps.
"They are here again!"
But this time, the enemy did not attack from the front, but appeared from above them!
Several huge holes appeared on the dome, and a large amount of red fell from above and fell into the position of the Dark Angel, which immediately pulled the distance between the two sides to the closest.
This time, not only ordinary Chaos Space Marines, but also the elite of the Scarlet Slayer - Draznit's Raiders!
As soon as the terrifying warrior dressed in the Terminator joined the battle, he caused great trouble for the Dark Angel, especially since the current Deathwing Grand Tutor Belia took away most of the Deathwing Terminator.
What's worse is that a large number of heresies from the Black Legion also appeared, far more than what we saw before!
"heresy!"
Azriel used a series of explosive bombs to crush the nearest enemy, then sneaked into the bunker and threw himself on a metal container, and a series of explosive bombs rushed towards him.
"Azriel!"
Suddenly, a voice rang out in a chaotic roar, and its syllables were tortured by a voice that was not used to speaking.
"I will taste your heart and your hypocritical blood!"
"You're just afraid you're not qualified!"
Azriel stood up to face his opponent.
The Chaos Space Marine in front of her is a giant, even taller than Belia. The scarlet Terminator armor is covered with cracks, the horned helmet is full of fangs, and a one-eye on her forehead, showing an inaccessible twisted body.
Blood stained his armor red, outlining the devastating brass symbols that decorated it, and the skull rattled on the rusty chains as the Chaos Space Marine stood.
He is a walking statue of death, a vicious chainsaw axe barking in his hands.
"tell me!"
Azriel growled:
"Will my blade taste the blood of a despicable wild dog, Kranon?"
"Azriel! The gods have predicted that you will die tragically under Dragon Draznit!"
This Dragon Dragnit is the leader of the raiders of Dragnit, the former company commander of the Red Army's swordsmanship, and is known as the smartest man in the battle group. Because of his supernatural insight, when the battle group is corrupted, his thoughts are twisted and a third eye grows.
The traitor then roared and rushed towards the Dark Angel's supreme mentor.
Azriel strode fearlessly towards the enemy, and all thoughts disappeared as the anger arose.
He wants to avenge the Sternji world! He wants to avenge the fifth company commander Zadakir! The traitor must pay the price of bleeding!
"Skull-dedicated skull stent!"
Dragorn's roar passed through the skeleton-shaped voice grille on his helmet and rushed towards Azriel along with the chainsaw axe.
Azriel dodged the opponent's chainsaw, spinned and smashed his fist to the side of Chaos Space Marine's head, while his elbow followed, slamming him hard on the opponent's left eye.
Dragorn roared, the broken armor had penetrated his eyes deeply, and he threw an uppercut with his other hand.
Azriel felt his chin had been interrupted, and the punch hit his face without a helmet, but the Supreme Tutor tried to grab the Chaos Space Marine's weapon arm, slamming his head into the other eye of the opponent, while jamming his sword hilt to the opponent's axe and spitting out a bloody ball of mucus and teeth.
Dragorn's head flicked backwards under this blow, causing him to lose his balance.
"Go to die!"
Azriel roared, and another punch hit the Chaos Space Marine's head.
He subconsciously waved the chain saw, but was swept away by the secret sword. Azriel suddenly drew out another spare pistol in the chaos and fired several shots at the other side when Dragorn was unprepared.
The chainsaw battle axe fell to the ground with a snap.
"Go to die!"
Dragorn, who was shot at close range, felt weak, but Azriel pulled him up and continued to beat the other party's head with the handle of the gun.
"Die! Death! Death!"
Just when Dragorn's helmet was knocked out of recognition, a whistling aroused Azriel's alertness, causing him to decisively throw away the enemy and retreat.
Almost at the same time, a larger chain saw axe passed by him.
"Oh, you're hiding very quickly."
Hearing this voice, Azriel suddenly burst into anger and roared.
"Kranon! You a terrible dog bastard!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The Supreme Master waved the secret sword and slashed at the enemy with a mocking smile in front of him.
The ruthless Kranon, using his huge beheading axe to reach the attack of the Supreme Master of the Dark Angel and continue to attack.
"I am angry! I am death!"
Azriel felt his limbs burning, and he didn't care about licking the laser of his armor and solid bullets raising the soil in his path, with only the abominable enemy in his eyes.
"My anger is absolutely merciless."
If you walk another ten steps, the opponent will be within the range of his sword blade.
When he tear open Kranon's blasphemous shell, his bracelets would tear into the guts of the ball and withdraw from the fallen heart.
"My blade doesn't know-"
Suddenly, something invisible hit Azriel's chest and threw him to the ground.
He landed heavily, and a crack appeared on his chest plate. He then moaned and raised his head, blinked hard to find out his sight.
Pain analgesics filled his body, but did not calm the burning pain in his skull.
The enemy stopped shooting at this time.
Azriel snorted hard, stood up, stumbled forward, but the ground suddenly rose to face him.
When his head hit the ground, the Supreme Tutor's mouth was filled with blood.
Roaring in frustration, he pressed himself on his limbs and would crawl to fight if necessary.
Only the other party's death can calm his anger.
In front, Kranon was motionless, mocking him.
"You-"
Azriel turned his eyes to the traitor, and a flash of red and black armor caught his eye in the lilac robe.
He took a look, but at the same moment he was pulled from the ground and threw it into the air, and was smashed back by a force enough to break the bone.