After trapping Soshiyang, a pair of slender and gentle hands stroked his shoulders and neck. At the same time, the banshee's head was also pressed against his ears, whispering in a hissing sound like a snake. Soshiyang tried to break free, but his arms were sandwiched by the other party's snake tail.
"What a sweet victory this is. You will be my proudest spoil. Do you have anything else to say?"
Soshiyang looked at the other person with cold eyes and said a string of words on his lips.
"Your voice is too soft, I'll listen-"
Suddenly, the banshee seemed to feel the magic of the word, and it roared into the sky, but the spiral flame had risen and knocked it down from the air.
Looking at the stormy body on the ground, Soshiyang's sword blade fell down longitudinally, cutting off the unnatural body and bones.
However, at this time the sky suddenly exploded. Soshiyang saw a large handful of silk threads wrapping around the corpse of the banshee on the ground. A trembling phantom was dragged out from the gradually melting body, howling and pulled into the air, and the whole world was dyed deep purple.
"You're too rough, Soshyan Alexey."
A loud and gentle, restless and steady voice came from the sky.
"Just like you face all the choices in your destiny, you never thought about it carefully, have you?"
Who is talking?
This was the first idea that Soshiyan had, but soon he knew that there would only be one existence in this kind of place.
The syllable string into words and turned into a name, a dreamlike name, obscure and elusive, and just pronounced it is enough to make countless souls scream, but at this moment it is like a worm coming out of his throat.
"Slaanesia..."
The last syllable blurted out, and the world was silent.
Suddenly, golden rain fell in the air.
A purple moon hung in the air, everything had stopped, the only sound was the buzzing sound of the remaining Soshiyang's armor and the boiling hissing of blood on the blade.
Gradually, the purple moon was obscured by a cold golden sun.
In the silence of everything, a slight sound of shattering suddenly sounded, and the whole world began to collapse from the earth to the sky and gradually decomposed into small pieces.
Until everything disappeared from before his eyes, Soshiyang only heard a gentle sigh.
"Captain of Soshiyang?"
Soshyan felt someone shake his shoulders suddenly, and he turned his head to see the worried face of Santo Joel, who took off his helmet.
"Are you okay?"
"I......."
He was stunned for a moment, as if he had not yet escaped from that sense of dislocation.
Then he nodded subconsciously.
“…I’m fine.”
"You were suddenly swallowed by a black ball. I was about to find a think tank to rescue you. After a few seconds, the black ball disappeared again."
"It's just a devil's trick, I've killed it."
"That's good, the other demons disappeared."
Soshiyang looked around and found that there were indeed no demons. The warriors were using flames to see some traces left by the demons.
At this time, Rogris also came over.
"The commander of the battle group, and the company commander Lossa, the movement of the waste ship has stopped. The mechanical sect has stabilized it again, and the demons who besieged the front command post have also disappeared. Company Commander Ustad is counting the losses."
Soshiyang was still a little restless because of everything just now, so he nodded and said:
"I know, then hurry up and bring the things back."
Since there were no demons, the subsequent actions went very smoothly, and they quickly returned to the front line command post.
At this time, it was already a mess, with roadblocks made of damaged machines everywhere, and charred stains and blood stains could be cleaned on the walls, showing the intensity of the previous battle.
"Mark, send these things back to Eternal Loyalty, let Ditrian and others open the box immediately and analyze the things inside, and sort them out."
"yes!"
If you find STC, the entire waste ship operation is basically completed, and the rest depends on how to finish it.
Should we directly destroy the entire waste ship, or dismantle it to see if the mechanical ark can be recycled?
If we want to dismantle and recover the ark, it will be a big project. In order to protect the integrity of the mechanical ark, we cannot use ship-based lasers for violent division. We can only send a large number of aircraft servants and technicians to perform detailed cutting inside, which is very time-consuming and labor-intensive.
So Soshiyan handed over the decision to the Mechanical Education himself. After all, although Mechanical Ark is good, it is the heart of Mechanical Education. Others must not be interfered with, otherwise it will arouse hostility from the entire Mechanical Education.
But just as Soshiyang commanded everyone to remove the remaining equipment from the front line command post and prepare to return to the Eternal Loyalty to wait for the STC analysis results, he received a message that caught him off guard.
And the one who told him the news was Ka Yang.
"The Stars have just received an urgent communication from Nesson IV. The Dark Eldar attacked the monastery fortress not long ago... and kidnapped Ms. Veronica."
"What!?"
For a moment, Soshiyang's whole mind went blank—
Just when Soshiyan received the news, the Dark Spirits' surprise attack team had returned to the twisted port of Comoros, causing a stir on the street. For some reason, various conspiracy groups began to fight on the streets, confusing many uninformed Dark Spirits and alien mercenaries.
They didn't know that all this originated from a precious "good".
As a spiritual warrior, Veronica does not need sleep most of the time, so she rarely dreams.
After all, a dream requires sleep to accommodate it, anchoring its image in her mind. At least she no longer remembers when she last truly experienced the taste of sleep.
Most of her night time is spent watching someone-
But now, without the familiar smell, she was not sure if she was dreaming now.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Veronica kneeled in the flowing mist, the surrounding environment was blurred and deep. She tried to stand up countless times, but was blocked by an invisible force of majeure.
Suddenly, Veronica's body center was suddenly under pressure, forcing her to arch her back and spit out a dark green airflow into the air.
Then the oily liquid dissipated into a body of different shapes and disappeared in the mist around her, but she still couldn't see or touch it.
Those bodies circling around and turned into something ugly that was so hungry that they were grimacing.
They scratched the air and whispered a name.
Isa...
Isa...
Isa...
Veronica's head was groggy, but she still tried hard to cheer herself up.
This time, she stood up staggeringly, but she felt nothing under her feet.
The dizziness made her look like she was floating in deep water, and the bodies that were jumping like naughty boys on the ground became closer and closer, and Veronica could hear their laughter, like needle tips piercing into her skin.
She tried to blink, and then the bodies disappeared.
Then, a cold touch came from her feet, and she finally realized that she had returned to reality.
"I'm-"
She looked down at her clothes. She was an ancient priest robe with light green overall, with branches on the edges. The central axis of the robe was made of silver silk thread to create a large tree with lush branches and leaves.
Then she looked around and found herself in a room full of ancient spiritual characteristics. She had only seen the many decorations in historical books.
The door of the room was open, Veronica hesitated for a moment and walked barefoot towards the door.
However, she stopped at the door because everything in front of her was too shocking-