The place where the Lost Word of the Ethereum is the 11th Ether Fortress. Originally, there were hundreds of ships of all races, most of which were pirates, because Comoros is the best and most dangerous place for the entire Galaxy to sell stolen goods. There is nothing that cannot be sold or something that cannot be bought here. Even if there are huge risks, it can still attract the desperadoes to go.
But at this moment, the outlaws found that something was wrong.
Many pirates suddenly found their ships in a strange silence, and they could only raise their guns and carefully explore the shadows.
But from when, the ship was full of corpses and none of them were complete—all the captains came to the conclusion that no matter who killed the crew, they must be in a bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty mood.
Even the cruelest pirates knew that the terrible laceration and vicious tricks of bleaching could not be a masterpiece of mankind, but something much scary.
Some ships tried to escape, but they found their meditator arrays, operator tables and zombie arrays failed.
The outsiders who realized that something was wrong all issued alarms, but as soon as the alarm sounded, the attackers finally appeared and lowered the claws of death and the vicious blades.
Empty robbers are trying to turn these "guests" into their "cargo".
The fortress defenders not far away just stood indifferently on the high wall, watching all this happen.
"Sure enough, it's the Dark Spirit."
Standing at the entrance of the warship and berth, three interstellar warriors wearing Thousand Son Blue Armor and towering venomous snake helmets were watching the fires bursting out from the airport - the movement caused by some warships struggling to fight back.
Between the ship's mooring gap, Soshyan could see the dark elves wearing layered armor and pointed helmets, howling excitedly, and swiping quickly across some kind of double-boat-like vehicle.
They held a hooked javelin and an iron net in their hands. As long as there were living people around them, they would immediately pierce or pierce them into the net.
Pirates, known for their cruelty and cunning in the physical universe, are as fragile as children in the face of the plunder of the dark spirit race. Many people are even in a state of being unable to figure out the direction, and then they are struck on the spikes of the raiding boat in a blink of an eye.
Only those pirates with the most experience and fighting spirit know to hold their positions, use the terrain and the strength of ships to resist stubbornly, and some captains even deliberately release some crew members to let the Dark Spirits rob.
"Alas!!!!"
Suddenly, a group of dark spirits seemed to have set their sights on these three particularly conspicuous targets. Perhaps they were novices who had just debuted, and directly ignored Qianzi's sign and rushed straight in the boat.
Just as the co-pilot above raised the poison crystal gun and wanted to shoot, Ka Yang sneered, and the robbery suddenly stopped, and then rolled up like a stone going down the mountain.
The driver above was suddenly blown away. Before he could react, a big hand had grabbed her throat and threw her next to the nearest railing.
"ah!!!"
The violent collision between the spine and the railing made a bursting crisp sound, and her limb movements responded with panic as a driving force, but her fingers stopped on the trigger.
A fist hit her again, and the metal gloves hit her head, directly smashing the helmet and the head below into a concave.
As the poison crystal pistol slid from his hand, there was only a blood ring left where the dark spirit clan once had its head.
The other members of the raider were almost scattered all over the ground, and when they got up, they saw only the red goggles under the poisonous helmets that emitted evil light.
"Monkey Wizard! Is the Monkey Wizard!!!"
Finally, the older raiders recognized the identities of Astartes and immediately let out a harsh howl, but Soshiyan and Talos couldn't understand at all - Comoros' language was still a bit different from that of the Ark's spiritual race.
At this time, Soshiyang looked at a robbery boat not far away, with a corpse on the bow, which was posed as a winged eagle. His head was lowered, fixed with black nails of parchment pieces, and a loudspeaker was inserted into his mouth, and his body was wrapped with a piece of rag in the uniform of the Imperial Navy captain.
As if he noticed Soshiyang's gaze, the man suddenly raised his eyes, his open eyes red and swollen and full of pain.
He is still alive—
Then the naval captain screamed, and the voice pierced the communicator and let out a twisted scream.
Soshiyang pulled out the bomb gun and pulled the trigger, and the poor man's head instantly disappeared into a cloud of blood mist and bones.
Then he turned around, stared at the trembling raiders, and took a step.
The covered figures occupied the sight of the dark spirit races. Because they were too young, they encountered human space warriors for the first time, they were at a loss for a moment.
"Kill it!!!"
Finally, a female raider yelled and raised his gun to fire.
The first shot of the Poison Crystal Pistol hit Soshiyang's breastplate at a right angle. It shook slightly, and the other spirit races immediately attacked with all the weapons in their hands.
But Soshiyang opened his arms, as if he was deliberately exposing himself.
In just a few seconds, the young raiders fired all the bullets, and their weapons made neatly crackling sounds, meaning that the magazines were empty.
But the nightmare was still standing there, with arms spreading out, and there was only one trace on the breastplate, which was the gun that had just been hit.
The other poison crystal bullets were suspended densely half a meter in front of him - Kayang supported a huge psychic shield behind him.
Then, Soshiyang smiled.
"Go away!"
The first dark spirits who shot immediately reacted, threw down their guns and turned around and ran away.
But she was too slow. With the speed of being concealed by her huge figure, Soshiyang came behind her almost instantly, grabbed the exposed hair on the other party's helmet, and then pulled it down hard.
"Uh!!!"
The Dark Spirit Clan let out a painful scream, her entire scalp was torn apart and then she bumped into the ground in a daze and fell into the arms of the cold corpse.
By the time she recovered a little from the severe pain, her vision had been filled.
The fragments of the original companion's body were scattered around, and a blue giant holding a chainsaw was dismembering the "boyfriend" she had just had. His helmet slid to the ground, his face twitching, but he could no longer make any noise.
Then, a huge fist grabbed the fallen dark spirits and lifted her from the ground.
Then she pulled her damaged helmet off her head with her other hand. The Dark Spirit struggled to kick the air with her legs, and suddenly her eyes met the other's helmet.
Its soulless red gaze seemed to burn her soul.
"Does it hurt? I heard that you like pain the most."
The giant metal monster made a harsh sound.
The dark spirit girl's face was covered in blood, her head was covered in blood and her whole body was trembling.
She has just stepped into the colorful galaxy and doesn't want to die so early!
"Let it go--"
Before she could finish her words, her head and part of her spine had already rolled to the ground.