"Victe, if you have the guts, come here to face me in person!!"
Soshiyan roared, waving his sword, tearing apart Mandela's blurred neck.
Now their speed is almost meter-wide, with more and more enemies, and even Soshiyan feels powerless.
Suddenly, he heard Okam's scream, turned to see Alpha's raid commander stumbled back, a twisting Mandela attached tightly to him, and a supernatural long hand pierced into his chest.
"roll!"
Soshiyan swept out his sword and slashed into the hazy substance of the opponent's body, causing it to spasm in obvious pain, then punched it off Occam and stepped into ashes with one foot.
"It's okay."
When Soshyan lifted Okam up, he could feel the raid commander trembling all over, but not fear, but the coldness deep in his soul.
"I...I think so."
Okam gasped heavily, clutching his chest tightly, and widened his eyes hidden behind his helmet.
"I'm afraid I'm really going to fall this time..."
Not far away, the Emperor's son let out a suffocating scream, and two Mandelas penetrated his armor and stopped his heartbeat with their cold claws.
Finally, the swordsman's body fell down in the crackling blue lightning spots, and his soul fell apart.
Now there are only eight people left in the team of twenty people.
Occam felt that his vision had begun to blur, and the biting chill was invading his bone marrow. In fact, this was not the first time he had been killed. Occam's warrior career has not been very smooth. In other words, he is probably a teammate nemesis.
Not long ago, in the battle with that powerful existence, almost all of his war gangs were killed, and he was the only one who survived, but this did not mean that Okam could accept this result.
"Hahaha....."
He opened his mouth and gasped gently. For some reason, Okam suddenly distracted his consciousness, but after blinking, he found that he had returned to that place-
Under that huge and ominous black pyramid.
"This is Okam, the raid commander of the expeller... We were deceived, brothers, this alien existence fooled us all! It uses us to insult the glorious name of the Legion, but the Alpha Legion can adapt and change! The Nine-headed Snakes come out in full swing and attack each other! Drain our joint rage at this pagan god, and use all the weapons in his hands to defeat it! For Alphareus! For the Emperor! For the Legion!"
In a trance, Okam stumbled back to the stone steps of the giant black pyramid. After passing the Alpha Legion officers and several soldiers who were covering the fallen obelisk, the indicators on his helmet locked the spinning storm. The officers and his men poured out all the firepower from the explosive gun at the Star God. The Legion soldiers in the surrounding sentry towers fired the Stalker bombs into the vortex, and then jumped out of it before the strong wind tore the building.
A bright flash exploded around the Star God, and the Legion warriors carrying heavy weapons fired missiles into the light hovering in the air, but were all swallowed by the fraudsters.
Heavy Weapon Legion warriors fired missiles at this eternal existence one after another, and more flames gushed out from the whirlwind of destruction around the Star God. Okam threw a hot melt bomb into the storm, but the flash that evaporated everything was easily absorbed by its light and rage.
Surrounding the fraudsters, the soldiers of the Alpha Legion fired their weapons at the Star God from the ancient stone tombs and tech tombs, venting their hatred and desire for revenge for alien gods. Okam saw the flashing muzzle and fired bombs one after another at the burning creature.
But this did nothing, and the white pillar of fire of the Star God began to rotate like a loose rope, destroying plowed through the ancient buildings of the Royal Belfiger land, and passing through temples, tombs and monuments without any obstacles.
Above, the energy vortex crackled on the surface of the melting core, releasing a part of the fury of the spherical core itself, and the pillar of fire cuts into the nearby starships where the Alpha Legion fleet is stationed, several frigates are divided into two, and a light cruiser is pulled into the core of the flames.
Okam's former powerful arm, the former midnight lord Malik pulled his plasma gun to the abominable thing, and the fraudster roared his eternal hatred at the Eighth Legion warrior, instantly turning Malik into a wisp of black smoke and smeared on the steps.
"Die, something from another world!"
The accomplice of the Word Bearer shouted loudly, raised his giant sword with his hands above his head, and the Star God stretched out a flawless white claw on Phil's breastplate engraved with runes. The next second, the Word Bearer could not leave anything, his armor turned into countless pieces, and the weird demon body instantly disappeared under the dazzling flash.
"Go to die!"
To avenge his brothers, Company Commander Fubor, who also came from the word-behind, slashed a terrifying claw on the monster's face. The Star God took a few steps back and stared at Fubor's eyes shone brightly.
The former company commander melted, and the liquefied ceramic steel and blood gas flowed to the ground.
Koda, Okam's most trusted brother and think tank, used the power of subspace to hit the Star God, but the entity did not even use its power to distort reality to the wizard. A sharp claw directly passed through the breastplate of the Legion warrior and pulled two hearts from his chest.
The dead wizard's body lost its vitality and fell from the steps of the pyramid, and his godless eyes turned to Occam.
"Okam?Okam? What's wrong with you?"
Suddenly, Okam felt someone pushing him, and he suddenly woke up and found Soshiyang holding his shoulder.
It seems that he has just fallen into memories.
However, the heat of the flame and the coldness that penetrates the soul are so real.
"No... it's okay."
Okam replied hoarsely, the voice had a little more metallic texture, but the chaos on the battlefield made neither of them notice this.
"That's good, we have to continue fighting."
Soshiyang patted the other party's back, but Okam subconsciously moved away, as if he didn't want Soshiyang to touch anything.
"Soshiyan!"
Suddenly, a slightly familiar voice sounded. It turned out that Everenie arrived with a team of the poisonous conspiracy group, and was surrounded by the Nightmare Bishop Thousand Faces.
The troops were mainly plundering motorcycles and natural disasters, and launched attacks as soon as they came up and hit the flanks of the Black Heart Conspiracy Group.
Victor just smiled coldly, then turned his head and gave a wink at the court officials near the throne. Among them were silent swordsmen, blood actors in cloaks, and even rare eight-armed snake man.
These are all the masters of Victor's confidant, and they have been attracting and not emitting trouble just to wait for possible variables. They have basically lived for thousands of years, even tens of thousands of years old, and any one of them is a role that is independent enough in Comoros.
With a roar, several masters under Victor rushed into the battlefield like black lightning and immediately approached Everenie.
But the Shadow Girl was not afraid, and led the team of the poisonous conspiracy team to fight with the enemy, and said loudly to Soshiyan: