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Chapter 222 The Ancients

In Soshiyang's eyes, the two warriors turned into a blur of ferocious movements. The slashes and thrusts were so ever-changing that they looked like a choreographed dance.

Thor swung his swords, each strike with the speed and power only a champion could possess, and sparks erupted when they collided with his claws.

The opponent responded with a more violent attack.

In the darkness, more sparks flew around them and on the scarred equipment, and as they drove each other back and forth on the metal frame, the brutal duel turned into a thrilling moment of light and darkness.

Of course, Soshyang could not stand idly by. He had been watching the battlefield, waiting for opportunities.

Finally, he found the flaw that the opponent revealed within a second. The left side of the mysterious man was exposed due to Thor's deft block. Then the Sheng Yan Sword fell towards the opponent like a meteor.

"Ha, come for a sneak attack?"

But the man's reaction was incredibly fast. After deflecting Thor's continuous stabs, he jumped back in time.

The Sheng Yan Sword only struck a spark on the opponent's Pi Gua Fist armor and scorched the nearby leather.

Afterwards, there was a crisp sound of metal falling in the darkness.

"It's broken again..."

The man grunted and immediately turned over and rushed towards Sosh Yang again.

Soshiyang knew that he did not have Thor's skills, so he immediately put away his sword and replayed, but the opponent had already bullied him, kicked him away, and hit him on a thick steam pipe.

There was a loud bang, and the diameter of the rusty metal pipe was dented and cracked. Hot steam washed away Soshyan's power machine, causing a garbled code to appear on the tactical eyepiece of his helmet.

The power of this kick is exaggerated to a terrifying level, considering that an Astartes body wearing a power machine can weigh nearly half a ton.

But the man didn't give up and continued to attack. After dodging Thor's sword like a ghost, his sharp claws went straight towards Sosh Yang's face.

Soshyang immediately bent over and rolled to avoid the fatal blow, and the floor shattered as the metal glove penetrated deeply.

Feeling the opponent's breath on top of his head, Soshiyang instinctively changed his movement to an upward thrust - if he could use both hands to execute this blow, he might still have a chance.

But the actual situation is that he stabbed the hole in the air.

Before Sosh Yang got up from the ground, the mysterious man who was stranded in the air like a big bird suddenly kicked his feet down.

"Well--"

Soshiyang suddenly felt a huge mountain pressing on his back. His power armor made a terrible creaking sound under the destructive force, and pressed his whole body to the ground.

Although he couldn't turn his head, Soshyan could feel the man squatting on him, as if he had captured prey - he couldn't help but think of the statue in the temple.

Then? He heard the sound of metal friction? The other party was gently scratching his helmet with those terrifying giant claws.

The sound was extremely cold, penetrating his eardrums and going straight into his soul.

"At least you are slightly stronger than Arachos..."

Soshiyang didn't know who the other party was talking about? But the contemptuous tone made him very angry.

While holding his breath? His hand slowly touched the grenade on his waist...

But suddenly, his body suddenly became light.

The other party left? Then he heard the messy gunshots.

Thor used a bolt pistol to drive away the shadow squatting on Sosh Yang, and then fought with the opponent again with his sword.

The mysterious man waved his claws contemptuously to deflect the sword that stabbed him in the stomach. Then he took a step forward and entered the short-range engagement range, then slammed Thor's helmet with a spiked metal glove.

Thor stepped back, his black goggles shattered into pieces and the ceramic steel dented by the thorns.

A trace of blood dripped from the broken eyepiece. This was the first time Sosh Yang saw Thor bleeding.

With one successful blow, the mysterious man then cut open the Eagle emblem on Thor's chest with a sinister slash - if Thor hadn't pulled away in time? This blow would probably have spilled a stream of blood and internal organs.

Thor tried to fight back? The two swords danced in his hands, deflecting the sharp claws and then moved up the opponent's left shoulder, trying to cut into the opponent's covered head, but they were immediately blocked and locked by the giant genestealer's claws.

But a hot sword separated them.

Sosh Yang also joined the battle group again, and the three extraordinary warriors immediately fought together.

boom--------!

But less than ten seconds after their confrontation? The entire temple trembled with a loud noise, and gravel fell from above from time to time.

"Damn it!"

Seemingly realizing what was happening? The shadow cursed and then scurried into a corner.

Soon? Sosh Yang heard the sound of heavy objects being dragged.

The whole space suddenly became darker, and Suoshiyang could only vaguely see the figure? Dragging a long object out.

"careful……"

Thor whispered a warning? and assumed a defensive posture.

A few seconds later? Less than fifty meters away from Sosh Yang, the shadow regained its footing.

Sosh Yang carefully held his sword across his chest, not knowing what the other party was planning, until Saul suddenly shouted:

"above!"

In the silence, there was a sudden roar, and Soshiyang heard it clearly. It was clearly the sound of the chain saw being activated.

Then, the entire space erupted in tremors as the shadow fell from the sky.

Sosh Yang and Sol raised their weapons to block at the same time.

In an instant, several weapons were twisted together, the will and body of each user were in a stalemate, and the power armor's servo also made a harsh friction sound.

Soshyang couldn't even see clearly what the weapon was.

The ground beneath their feet began to crack, the rock slabs buckling and giving up resistance.

Finally, the accumulated strength burst out.

A thunderous impact bounced along the ground, and they suddenly separated, and Thor flew directly backwards.

Soshyang rolled a few times and then stabilized his body in a half-crouched posture, but the shadow also regained its footing, wielding a huge weapon and attacking from the other side like a winged beast.

He let out a low roar and used invisible force to grab and pull the shadow behind him, wrapping around the bat-like silhouette.

Soshiyang struggled to prop up one knee and held the Sheng Yan Sword tightly with both hands.

His body was trembling, gray marrow flowing through his veins, and his heart vibrating as it dug deeper.

The empty realm of silence then appeared, tearing apart the invisible surge of spiritual energy.

The shadow let out a low cry of surprise, and then just smiled, letting the shadows dissipate, and the whole person was like a blurry, giggly ghost pressing toward Sosh Yang.

"stop!"

Suddenly, there was a loud roar, and at the same time, the temple trembled strongly again.

The shadow actually stopped, only less than ten meters away from Sosh Yang.

Sosh Yang stood up and saw Thor standing a hundred meters away, with the sword in his hand pressing against a metal tank two people high. He looked at it for a few seconds and immediately remembered the original name of this thing-the survival capsule.

Astropaths sleep in these life-support pods during long journeys.

"Saul Tarvitz, I don't remember you being such a mean person."

The mysterious man whispered, containing suppressed anger.

"You still remember me, that's really lucky."

Sol chuckled, but Suo Shiyang was confused.

"Instructor Saul, do you know him?"

"We know each other, how could we not know each other, right? Do you want to continue to be secretive?"

After hearing Thor's words, the man did not answer, but very impatiently pulled off his leather cloak.

This is a tall man, wearing a tight-fitting black leather suit. Judging from his body shape, he should be an Astartes.

His face was lean, and there were two scars on the left side of his forehead and at the corner of his mouth. No matter what expression he made, it looked like he was sneering.

It is difficult to tell his age from his appearance, but the years have left many traces on his body, including short gray hair and some wrinkles on his brow and corners of his eyes.

Covering his body was a simple set of original iron armor with obvious traces of handwork. It was covered with thorns and leather, and some brand new scars could also be seen.

While wearing power armor, he was actually able to fight inextricably with two Astartes wearing power armor. This man's strength frightened Soshyan.

In his hand, he also held a huge chain saw halberd. He just used this weapon to suppress Sosh Yang and Thor at the same time.

"Soshiyang, let me introduce you."

Thor pointed his sword at the life-saving cabin with one hand, and pointed at the mysterious man with the other.

"First company commander of the Eighth Legion, commander of the Black Armored Guards, one of the members of the Nightbat Council, the killer who killed many loyal warriors during the Great Rebellion, the only guy in the scum heap who still has a few words, Prince of Crows, Ya

Go Savitarion."


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