Silence permeated the bridge of the Blood Curse, technical sergeant Frank glanced at the screen again, and then whispered:
"The Black Holy fleet has entered range, their weapons are being calibrated, and will soon--"
Santo Joel raised his left hand, and the technical sergeant could only shut his mouth.
Then, the commander of the battle went to the communication station.
At this moment, a sound suddenly sounded behind him.
"Captain of the Battle Team!"
Santo Joel turned around and saw that it was the company commander. His face was now flushed, as if he had a blood thirst attack.
"What's the matter, Xie Ri?"
"I will not surrender to anyone, I will not let them take us somewhere to judge, I would rather die in battle! I believe the other brothers think so, that's what I think."
Santo Joel withdrew his gaze and replied indifferently:
"I see."
Xie Li looked at him, shook his head, and turned around and left.
Santo Joel walked to the communications station, clicked on the communications button, and then said:
"I am Santo Joel, the commander of the Blood Knight, and the commander of the Soshyan Alexey. On behalf of the battle, I requested the protection of the Alliance of Suffering. We are worthy of the Emperor and the Blood of San Gilles!"
After saying this call, it seemed as if the Space Marine had drained all the strength, and she lowered her head and supported the communication station with her hands, looking like she was about to fall.
Soon, Soshiyang responded.
"Captain Santo Joel, I cannot give you shelter on behalf of the Alliance, but I can temporarily accommodate you, provided you have to be disarmed and shut down the Void Shield and Engine."
"I understand, we will do it."
Santo Joel finished speaking weakly, looking at the technical sergeant
"Brother Frank, do what he said."
"Yes, the commander of the battle!"
Soon, the Blood Curse turned off the Void Shield and Engine, and all weapon arrays were lifted from combat.
At this time, the fleet of the Black Temple was approaching, and the main gun of the cruiser led by the leader had begun to aim. As a result, the fleet of the Astral Knights suddenly inserted between their firepower and the Blood Curse.
"Knights of the Star Realm! What are you going to do!"
Hearing the angry voice on the bridge, Soshiyang, who was holding his hands in his chest, smiled slightly and responded:
"I am Soshyan Alexey, the commander of the Knights of the Astral Realm, and the cousins of the Black Temple. The Knight of Blood has decided to surrender to us. Now I am ready to board the ship and detain them."
After a few minutes of silence, the communicator heard the sound again.
"Soshiyang, are you the 'Grey Eagle' Soshiyang?"
This time, the other party's voice was significantly relieved. After all, the reputation of the Astral Knight was there, and it was also the sub-group of the Empire Fist.
"Yes."
"I am Marshal Austin of the Black Temple. I have heard of your name for a long time and have managed a nearly destructive battle group so well. Marshal Corder has often praised you in front of everyone as the best offspring of Dorn in the past thousand years."
"Marshal Austin is too good, but he is more lucky and cautious, and the emperor is more kind."
"But you are not careful in this matter. Commander of Soshiyang, the Blood Knight is our wounded prey, but you picked it up when it was dying. Is it unreasonable to rob it halfway?"
"Martin, I don't understand what you mean. What is prey? They are also an Astat regiment and it seems that they should not be the target of our hunting."
"Captain Soshiyang, you have something to say."
"In this way, your fleet will stop at the Victory Trace first. After I take over the Blood Knight, I will go to your warship to give you an explanation. How about it?"
The communicator was silent for a long time, and finally Austin responded.
"Okay, I'll give the Astral Knight this face."
"Thank you."
Soon, the fleet of the Black Temple was relieved of its firepower and left the current area for the Mark of Victory, while Soshiyang rode in Thunder Eagle and entered the Curse of Blood with the One Hundred Terminator.
The flight deck was empty, so So Shiyang walked directly to the bridge, and the servants along the way were not stopped, and they all seemed nervous.
It was not until after entering the bridge that Soshiyan saw the real Blood Knight.
A total of 212 blood knights stood on the bridge deck. Their power armor was red and silver, and the shoulder armor badge was relatively complicated. A white shield badge with blood and tears, and underneath were two black crossed swords.
Standing at the front of the team was a warrior with short golden hair and a tough face. At this moment, he looked dull and looked dull. He pressed the hilt of his waist with one hand and held the helmet with the other. The same was true for the soldiers behind him, and several of them held high battle flags.
Santo Joel's gaze dimmed even more when the neat steps of a hundred Iron Terminators ran through the bridge like thunder.
Soshiyan, wearing a gorgeous seiko power armor but without a helmet, walked forward and looked at Santo Joel, saying:
"I am Soshiyan Alexey, the commander of the Knights of the Astral Realm."
"Lucky, I am the commander of the Blood Knight's battle group, Santo Joel."
Soshiyang then stretched out his right hand and said:
"So, hand over your sword."
Santo Joel did not respond, but used his thumb to tweak the sharp blade of the chainsaw hanging on his hip, and the fine gold wide of two fingers shone lightly in the dark light.
Even if it is covered by the darkness on the wide deck, this action is very conspicuous.
Soshiyang nodded, he understood.
Honor is the life of Astarte, and surrender without fighting is something that no Astarte cannot accept.
Soshiyang took off his cloak and pulled out the Holy Flame Sword from his waist, but there was no activation field.
Santo Joel pulled out his chainsaw sword, showed off the thorn on the serrated weapon, and then untied his weapon belt.
Both will use blades against blades, without secondary weapons.
Then he turned around and stayed for a while, handed over his decorations to the company commander Xie Li who was waiting there, and stopped Xie Li from saying the next words.
"After I die, you will take over as the commander of the battle and lead everyone... to survive."
After saying that, Santo Joel turned around and the duel began.
The Blood Knight's battle leader rushed up first and chopped down Soshiyang's head. If Soshiyang did not dodge to the side at the last moment, he would probably be split into two by this blow.
But the subsequent development was shocking. After Soshiyan avoided this, he slapped Santo Joel's weapon with a sword, causing the opponent to lose balance. Then a fast and heavy blow from Soshiyan forced Santo Joel to defend hastily.
The last blow, and the most violent blow, hit Santo Joel, knelt on one knee.
Before the opponent raised his weapon to block it, Soshiyan hit Santo Joel with an old punch, knocking the warrior to the ground.
Everything happened for more than ten seconds.
Of course, Soshiyan was not so arrogant that he thought he was so powerful. He had already felt that Santo Joel was dead, and the former Lord of Blood had lost all his fighting spirit.
"…Kill me, take my sword and let it go..."
Santo Joel spits out a few words from his mouth of blood.
"I'm very dissatisfied. This duel is not over yet. Please keep your sword, and so are others. We will fight again."
Soshyan looked down at Santo Joel with a serious expression.
"But you must hand over other weapons, and leave this ship and be under our custody."
Santo Joel stood up silently and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.