"Death worshipers... Damn, the Thirty Silver Coin Society really wants me to die!"
Sorge immediately cursed when he saw the Death Cult assassins. After all, other enemies were fine, but this group of people was too troublesome.
Once upon a time, the Death Cult was a very important and active force in the Maelstrom region. Its base was even built on the planet Siniax, the Empire's most important military stronghold in the Maelstrom region. At that time, it was also where the Empire operated the Maelstrom.
The outpost has a large number of imperial merchant ships parked in the port.
At that time, the Death Cult relied on its skilled killing skills and soon became the target of competition from all parties. Its power once expanded to the leading gray organization in the entire galaxy. However, in Period 41, a sudden subspace storm swept through Signyak.
After the hive world succumbed to corruption from within and attacks from without, the planet soon fell into a bloody civil war between the Imperial garrison and the Death Cult.
At the end of the battle, not wanting the world to become part of Chaos, the Death Cultists managed to gain access to part of the planet's missile defense network, and in a suicidal rage launched a massive barrage of atomic bombs and plasma into the doomed world.
The warhead shattered its hive city, disrupting the planet's orbit for years, and the resulting permanent nuclear winter, radioactive fallout, and tectonic upheaval destroyed all life on Siniax until the present day.
It's still a wasteland.
After this battle, the power of the Death Cult was greatly reduced, but it is still the strongest killer organization in the Maelstrom area. As long as they can afford the price, there are few targets that their gold medal killers cannot kill - unless it is Huron.
This giant of chaos.
In fact, the Death Worshipers have tried to assassinate Huron countless times, but they all failed and killed a large number of excellent assassins. Since then, they have stopped continuing this useless and wasteful behavior, but there are still many red pirates who died in the Death Worshipers.
In the hands of Death Cult assassins, Huron even set up a special 'Shadow of Death' force to fight against the Death Cult, and adopted a killer-versus-killer model to reduce the occurrence of this kind of thing.
A high-level Death Cult assassin would be terrifying, but now there were several of them, and Sorge once again felt the approach of death.
So he quickly urged:
"Go! Go quickly!"
However, once being targeted by a Death Cult assassin, it would be so easy to escape. Sorge had just run a few steps when a bodyguard walking in front of him suddenly covered his neck and shook it a few times, and then his head fell directly from his neck.
Sorge immediately stopped because a thin, sharp thread appeared between the two armored vehicles in front of him at some point. It was only noticed because it was stained with blood.
Soon, four Death Cult assassins rushed from this direction, and Dagur picked up a big gun and started shooting wildly.
"Come here you bastards!
"
However, his bullets could not keep up with the speed of the Death Cult assassins. Sorge knew that these assassins would look at a large amount of strengthening drugs before taking action, making their reactions and speed infinitely close to that of the Eldar, who are famous for their speed - although Sorge knew that this
There is a lot of bragging in it, and the speed of the Eldar has quite a bit of psychic energy in it, but even so, the speed of these killers is still amazing.
"The Ronin Begins with Douluo"
Although using a large amount of that kind of strengthening drug will cause irreversible damage to their bodies, Sorge felt that instead of worrying about the health of the other person, it is better to worry about his own life first.
"spread!"
Realizing that there was no use in large numbers, Sorge immediately ordered his bodyguards to disperse, and then tightened his grip on the dagger in his hand.
Those people may never imagine that he is also a killer.
Next, the Death Cult assassin's needle pistol erupted with a fierce rain of death, but Sorge dodged it with incredible speed, which made them cry out in surprise from behind their masks.
The moment he landed, four assassins wrapped around Sorge at the same time, with weapons installed on all their limbs.
But from footwork to martial arts, from tricks to adaptable movements, Sorge behaved completely like a businessman, more like an equally sharp killer, wielding a whip in one hand and waving his multi-edged dagger in the other.
One of them fired continuously with a needle pistol to force the death worshipers into position.
But these ferocious Death Worshipers also have their own unique skills and fighting talents. They use poisonous swords to slash, swing, and stab at their targets, but Sorge dodges the deadly blades time and time again, and even he
All the dresses were unscathed.
Everyone said that Death Worshipers were agile and deadly, capable of splitting a fly in the air into two, but Sorge's skills were not bad at all.
During the battle, he suddenly turned over the multi-edged knife in his hand and hit one of the attackers in the lungs with the back of the knife. The nerve circuit at the blade turned the weapon in the assassin's hand into a medium between the assassin and the electric shock field, causing painful torture.
Make the assassin scream.
Then, Zorg took the poisoned sword away from the wielder's hand, and the power blade glowing with energy then chopped the assassin into two pieces.
Then he dodged a poisonous stinger with microsecond reaction, turned around and shot out the last few bullets, then threw away the gun and grabbed the assassin who was hit by the needle pistol by the neck - at this time, his arms were as strong as
A vise made of muscle and bone.
Sorge directly lifted the opponent up to block the poison dart fired by one of the assassins, and then smashed the opponent into the armored vehicle without mercy.
At this time, the third assassin had already entangled Sorge, but he advanced instead of retreating and started fighting with the opponent.
The assassin kicked and fought in an attempt to get away, and tried a series of locking techniques and defensive moves taught by the church. Each set of moves was followed by a killing move. However, in the confrontation of strength, the assassin was defeated by Khayon's half-attack.
Space agent Sorge had no chance of winning, so he directly broke the opponent's neck.
Just when he was about to deal with the fourth one, the guy suddenly exploded.
The violent explosion directly blew Sorge several meters away, and his clothes turned into tattered strips of cloth. When he tried to get up, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen——
"hiss--"
Resisting the pain, he pulled out the hot metal piece embedded in his body, but something pressed against the back of his head.
There is also a fifth assassin!
Sorge realized that before he took his next breath, his brain would be shot through.
stop--
Then he heard the sound of something cutting through the air behind him, and then the thing behind his head slowly moved away from him. Sorge turned his head and found that the last assassin fell down, with a metal spike stuck in his forehead.
Suddenly, there was a clicking sound of high-heeled shoes. The embarrassed Sorge turned his head and saw a man in the flames wearing a black leather skirt and black boots, with fair skin, bare shoulders, long black hair, and a hair on one side of his head.
She walked out with a metal rose pinned to her body.
This is a young and beautiful woman, her bright eyes with sparse eyeliner are looking at him with disdain. On the slender fingers of her right hand, there is a golden spike with a ring, which is rotating slowly.
"Ha, are you Sorge?"
"Who are you--"
"Master has new instructions."
As soon as she finished speaking, she started running, using assassin-level reflexes and incredible muscle tissue to race against the thirty-silver-coin assassin who broke through the bodyguards' defense line.
One step, two steps, three... She slid sideways behind a smoking armored vehicle, letting the armored vehicle absorb the firepower that bit her.
Then she turned over at a weird angle, and time seemed to slow down at this moment. Bullets exploded around her, the door of the armored vehicle was smashed to pieces, and sparks flew out.
But she had already rolled through the bullets, and like a queen bee, she stung the gray-robed killers one by one with the golden spikes in her hands.