Chapter 1578 I just sigh my wish to fly like blood
"hey-hey."
Looking at Randall rushing towards him, Galmo Zejie sneered twice and narrowed his eyes slightly. Then the evil light on his body surged, and accompanied by the sound of chanting in the air, a black orb appeared in one hand.
, the other hand holds a golden snake-shaped sword.
Randall pushed the gray marrow to the limit and rushed all the way, with the snow lotus blade pointing directly at the opponent's head.
ha--
With a roar, Garmo Zejie's figure skyrocketed, and then the black orb in his hand turned into a barrier to cover his body, and at the same time, the snake sword in his hand also stabbed out.
He chose to challenge head-on because he wanted to know the limits of the Eleventh Legion's secret weapon.
However, he underestimated the other party.
Accompanied by the sound of shattering glass, the Snow Lotus Blade easily broke through the layers of black barriers, and plunged straight into Garmo Zejie's armor as he watched in surprise.
"Well--"
The two weapons pierced into each other's bodies almost at the same time. Randall moved his steps. As long as he exerted more force, he was confident of piercing each other.
At this time, the blood in Garmo Zejie's body seemed to be boiling. He was frightened by the fatal influence of the gray marrow. He realized that he was careless and might ruin his life.
But he had no way out, so he could only use all his strength to stab the snake sword into the opponent's body.
At that moment, Randall's time fell into silence, and all sounds went away. His joints were as stiff as stones, and his blood was almost solidified. If the gray marrow in his body was normal, he might have killed the enemy in front of him long ago.
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However, there is no if in reality.
Suddenly, the feeling of being torn apart came from behind, and Randall knew that the huge ax had cracked open his armor from behind.
But he tried hard to draw out his sword, and in the blood all over the sky, he slashed at the neck of the enemy who kept retreating.
Just one more click——
His arm was cut off, but he couldn't feel the pain. The man opposite seemed to be laughing, but Randall could only hear his breathing and heartbeat now.
The snake sword stabbed him again, piercing his other heart, and the battle ax behind him almost cut his spine. Randall staggered, and finally slipped in a pool of his own blood.
Randall fell to the ground and felt that everything was going dark.
Dust in the air began to settle on his armor, on his torn body, and on his eyes through the broken eyepieces.
His blood-stained eyes twitched for the last time, but still refused to close.
Despite this, he was unusually calm at this moment, and the pain caused by the gray marrow was gone. His memory was like a page of a book being blown by the wind. He met Soshiyang and became the Chapter Leader.
Being elected as company commander by everyone, becoming a private soldier, performing the first recruit mission, difficult selection, blessings from family and parents, playing on the hillside with childhood friends——
He originally thought that he would be able to return to the throne without any regrets, but now it seems that he will have some regrets after all.
There are still many things that I have not said to Soshyan.
"No--"
Randall wanted to speak, but was blocked by a ball of blood in his throat, and then raised his right arm with the wrist cut off.
When his severed hand fell helplessly into a pool of blood, he had fulfilled his duty——
"Immortal... army... ten thousand years..."
Standing next to Randall, watching the opponent's hand finally fall weakly, Galmo Zejie sneered, bent down and pulled out his snake sword, then turned around and picked up the long-missed sword from the pool of blood.
The legionary relic.
"Snow Lotus Blade...Snow Lotus Blade...With you, what else do I need to worry about? What else do I need to be afraid of!"
!
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After laughing wildly for a few times, Garmo Zejie coughed violently, and some blood dropped from his lips. Then he looked at the puncture wound, which was still bleeding.
"Legion 11, it seems our eternal blood feud will continue."
At this time, he suddenly noticed something sparkling in Randall's blood, so he bent down to pick it up.
"This is--"
Looking at the silver solid in his hand, Galmo Zejie frowned. It looked like solidified metal, but its texture was very soft and it would deform with a gentle pinch.
Then he checked again and found that there were many such small metal substances around, and this kind of substance was also condensed on Randall's wound.
"Is this the secret of the Eleventh Legion? They use this kind of thing to create a realm similar to the untouchables? So what could it be?"
While Garmo Zejie was deep in thought, the Prince of Thorns came over, with a few more human skins in his hands.
"time to go."
Amon's voice brought Garmozejie back to his senses. He nodded, and then looked at Randall's body.
"Give me a minute."
After saying that, he slowly raised his hand, and then pressed it hard. A mark of the red pirate appeared on Randall's chest, and at the same time, a broken sword nailed the opponent's body to the deck.
Then he waved his hand again, and a clear line of High Gothic was smeared on the floor of the bridge with Randall's blood.
[Soshiyang, this is just the beginning]
In addition, before leaving, he also ordered the recording systems of all White Templar warriors' helmets to be destroyed to prevent the other party from recognizing them through battle images. He also burned the floor with flames to prevent any traces from being missed, and even used witchcraft to prevent them from being missed.
The technique destroys the deceased's brain to prevent anyone from discovering anything through memory retrieval.
After doing all this, they hurried to the flight deck, where Randall's Thunderhawk was parked.
At this time, the entire White Templar fleet did not know what had happened. Just half an hour after Randall left the flagship, the alarm suddenly sounded on the communication channels of all battleships.
It turned out that the unidentified fleet suddenly rushed out of the subspace. They had a total of four warships and headed straight for the White Templar fleet.
Although Randall was not there, the fourth company commander of the White Temple responded immediately and commanded the fleet to change its formation. But to his surprise, the unidentified fleet did not even open fire, but went straight to the transport fleet.
Come.
Although they didn't know what they were going to do, the escort warships still instinctively wanted to block the opponent, which caused their protective formation to change into an attack formation, and even the queue of transport ships became chaotic.
At this moment, the Thunderhawk flying out of the Black Hornet was not noticed at all, because it was a friendly force in the Identification Friend or Foe system. Even the battleships of the White Templar did not notice this abnormality at the first time. Some people even mistakenly thought it was
Randall prepared to return to the flagship to take command.
Only a few people discovered that Randall's communication was never connected, and no one answered several calls, but they were not sure what happened.
So taking advantage of the chaos, Galmo Zejie and others who captured the White Templar Thunder Eagle broke away from the escort fleet. By the time the White Templar people realized something was wrong, they had already entered the protection of their own warships.
middle.
The company commanders of the White Templars, who realized that something had happened to the chapter leader, felt that something was wrong. They did not even pursue the enemies, but rushed to the Black Hornet. However, when they rushed to the bridge, what they saw was that
The scene where everyone is heartbroken——
The leader of the White Templars, Randall Blanchard, was assassinated by the Red Pirates under the protection of his own fleet!