"...It's been 32 hours. In other words, it will take 40 more hours for the fleet to reach high orbit..."
Standing on the corpse of the Insect Saint, Soshiyang looked at the time and was really shocked when he saw it. Unknowingly, more than thirty hours had passed.
Then he jumped down and landed among the swarms of screaming insects.
The ground suddenly trembled, and the crack under Soshiyang's feet opened a chasm in front. Then he swung Fentian, and the weapon was wrapped in a black flame. There was an arc sound, and a gap opened in the moment it was struck.
Road, any Tyran being affected by the terrifying energy will appear very fragile and small.
Soshiyang lowered his shoulders and charged forward, bumping into an oncoming samurai bug. Although the beast was very ferocious, he could only watch as his chest was smashed into pieces, and a pair of claws waved in mid-air randomly.
Dance away.
Almost like a steamroller, Soshiyang directly hit a bloody path among the Tyranids, and behind him was a blurry path of flesh and blood. It was not until an executioner with snarling teeth and claws appeared in front of him that Soshiyang stopped and grabbed the grip.
At the end of the handle, Fen Tian immediately clenched his teeth with the executioner's sharp claws.
After a second of stalemate, Suoshiyang pushed the beast away with all his strength, then stepped forward, swung Fentian around and slashed at it, cutting it in half.
Not far away, the Astral Knights were still fighting one after another. In the sea of metal and flesh, silver and purple were entangled with each other.
Although they are very brave, they still have to rely on the power of gray marrow to persist. Soshyan can even feel the throbbing and passion in their hearts, as well as the surging energy.
Blinking, Soshyan vaguely saw them being strung together by threads, connected to each other, and then converging on him.
He has never felt this way before. Is it because Xu Cong absorbed that thing just now?
"Chapter Master!"
Just when Soshiyang was curiously feeling this unique perspective, Haomo suddenly shouted not far away and ran towards here quickly.
"later!"
A silent and invisible killer stood behind Soshiyang, but the moment it took action, Soshiyang quietly blocked the blow with Fentian with his backhand, then turned around and knocked it down with a furious blow.
On the ground.
Before the worm could struggle, Soshyan grabbed its head and crushed it instantly.
When he let go of the pool of flesh and blood, Hao Mo had just arrived.
"I'm fine. How are the casualties?"
Hao Mo then briefly explained the casualties.
It was better than expected, but it still made Soshyan feel distressed. Nine people were killed in the first company, and eleven people were killed in the ninth company. They were all killed by devastating firepower. There were only five people left in the Death Watch, and the Watch Fort
Lord Vidrian was seriously injured, but his life did not appear to be in danger.
"Fighters, retreat."
Soshyan rushed all the way to the defensive position. When they saw him, everyone cheered, and the speed boats hovering at low altitude also lowered one after another.
"Protect the wounded in the middle. The first company will take the lead. The ninth company will cover the flanks. I will take the rear."
"Chapter Commander, but-"
Just as Mark was about to speak, Soshyan reached out to stop him. At this time, the company commander's armor was covered with scratches. There were obvious cuts on his left arm and thigh, and there was also a cut on the helmet that almost cut open the eyepiece.
Soshyan glanced at everyone, and then looked up at the Tyran giant tower that was being pulled high into the sky but kept collapsing.
"That thing is almost finished. The mission was successful. The most important thing now is to reduce casualties and retreat. These insects can't hurt me. Just obey the order."
Then he looked at Ninth Company Commander Texhar. He was also scarred, but not seriously injured. As a former war group champion who had participated in the Feast of Blades, his skills were still very reliable.
"Remember to bring the relics of the victims... at least there must be traces of them in the Temple of Merit."
"yes!"
Soon, the soldiers began to change their formation and turned to the rear. Soshyan also took the opportunity to take a look at Vidrian. After finding that the other man was in a coma, he said to Nulus:
"Take care of your commander."
The other party nodded.
"clear."
But just when Soshyan turned around, Nulus suddenly asked hesitantly from behind.
"Captain Soshyan, did you alone...solve that thing?"
Soshyan paused, then continued to move forward, leaving only a few words.
"I am not alone, the Emperor is here too."
Then he ignored the acid spilled by the Tyranids and strode into the battlefield, crushing the aliens into powder.
But there are more creatures coming, and Soshyan can hear their endless roars.
Soshyan stood at the original defensive position of the battle group, alone.
One of the evil beasts rushed towards him unstoppably. It was an executioner with a huge body, recurved lower limbs, and a chitin shell covering its body. But this was another unique variant, with a big and bulging head, and attached to it.
There are huge horns, and half of the four arms have flails with bone hammers at the ends. In front of this behemoth, even the Terminator pales in comparison.
It was like a battering ram, crashing towards Soshyan at crazy speed.
However, Fentian directly pressed against the monster's head. The impact force of more than ten tons did not make the magic weapon bend at all, nor did it shake Suoshiyang. Even if he took half a step back, the executioner's head was directly shattered into dregs.
.
Just when the huge corpse fell, two more monsters jumped up and rushed towards Soshyan. They were two Hades beasts. They each waved their sickle claws. Soshyan waved his halberd and held it at the same time.
The moment the four claws were released, he counterattacked and chopped one of them in half. The moment the other one shot out the meat hook in the chest, he crushed its throat and threw it out.
The huge corpse was like a missile, crushing a large number of insects after falling, and knocking over a large number of insects during the sliding process.
Soshiyang did not continue to pester, because there was no point in killing more Tyranids. They could be recycled and manufactured, especially after he had initially glimpsed the dark shadow behind Tyranids, and he knew that these things were just puppets, and now it was most urgent. The purpose is to investigate the origin of the mysterious star god.
But this matter cannot be done here, and the top priority is to return.
So he turned around and walked towards the team, and met another group of smaller creatures. Killing them was like wading through a knee-deep, deformed ocean.
Whenever the team was slightly hindered, he would deal with the trouble in time, and then continue to cover the rear of the team. He did not feel nervous about fighting at all, and all the killings seemed to be just beating the rhythm regularly, until the sticky alien blood melted the armor. All dyed purple.
But even so, Tyron still persevered, and they were like a snowball, growing bigger and bigger.
After taking almost twice as long as the original journey, the team finally returned to the starting point without any casualties. Fortunately, there were not a large number of Tyranids due to the terrain. The Storm Birds that stayed there were not attacked. The automatic turrets deployed before departure and mines stopped most of the wandering Tyranids.