In order to save their seriously injured companion, the two banshees threw themselves at the heavy shield, and one of them caught the edge of the shield with her hand.
If they could pull it away from Soshyan's grasp, or lower it, the other could deliver a fatal blow.
But the brave succubus knew she had made a mistake as soon as she locked onto the gorgeous shield.
Soshyan was unambiguous. He was aware of the threat the moment it approached, and slammed into the opponent when he was waiting for an opportunity to seize the shield, squeezing the banshee against the wall.
This power was like a Land Raider landing on her. The Banshee couldn't say anything except trying to breathe when she pressed against the wall. Reaching the edge of the shield gave her a moment of opportunity to stab Soshyan's knee with her sword.
But this only left a scar on the ceramic steel.
Then, Soshyan turned around and ended another banshee's sneak attack with a backhand that he had prepared long ago.
When the opponent wanted to attack again, the Sheng Yan Sword rushed towards him.
This blow easily passed through the banshee's defense and hit her breastplate half a second later.
Even after the Eldar warrior fell to the ground with limp limbs, her armor was still emitting thick smoke.
The smell of blood and burning flesh filled the air.
After dealing with the other banshees, Soshyan released the one on the shield.
The banshee staggered forward, letting go of the weapon with her numb hand.
The third and final shield blow knocked her over, falling like a fallen leaf.
"Your uncleanness disgusts me."
Soshyan's angry buzz was like the roar of his attack. He moved to the side of the fallen banshee and placed a boot on the opponent's breastplate.
"Why invade the empire's territory? Your vicious achievements have shown your cancerous existence, and now your life has come to an end? Is it worth it?"
The banshee laughed and coughed intermittently. She threw away her helmet, and her long red hair clung to her white and blood-stained face.
"Disgusting monkey."
Although I couldn't understand what the other party said, looking at the alien girl clenching her teeth, it was obvious that it was not good or bad.
Soshyan raised his sword, his expression hidden behind his visor.
"stop."
A soft and angry voice suddenly came from behind. Soshiyang turned around and swung his sword without thinking.
In the end, he only chopped up a raindrop.
The source of the sound moved away from him in an instant and stood in the rain.
She looked taller than the average adult male. She wore a black and white robe, engraved with complex symbols and words. The rain soaked the soft fabric close to her elegant figure.
This newly-appeared Eldar holds a sword and a staff, with long dark black hair draped over her shoulders and behind her. Her beautiful face is full of angry expressions, and even her elegant almond-shaped eyes are wide open, and the raindrops are flowing smoothly.
It dripped down her pointed chin.
"again."
Soshyan moved his legs away from the body of the banshee on the ground and turned the Holy Flame Sword in his hand.
"Why can't you all learn well?"
Hearing Soshiyang's words, the strange Elf girl raised her eyebrows, showing an expression of disgust.
"It's your violence and blood that makes people sick!"
Soshyan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that what came out of the other person's mouth was Gothic, which was quite standard.
"Violent? Bloody? Look, look here, look what you've done."
Soshyan made a circle with his sword.
"This is the territory of the empire, what are you doing?"
"We are preventing a disaster!"
"You are a disaster."
There was no point in talking, Soshyan stepped forward, raised his shield high and held his sword in his hand.
"Return to peace with your fallen gods, aliens."
Veronica snorted with obvious disdain and annoyance.
"Humph, your fallen empire has become what it is just because of people with accents like yours."
When Soshyan came closer, Veronica raised her long staff with one hand.
She condensed her anger into a scorching energy ball that rushed forward as she screamed. This energy ball came to Soshyan in the blink of an eye with its majestic power.
But Soshyan did not dodge or dodge, and struck directly with his sword.
With a loud noise, the energy ball disappeared into thin air.
"Wizard? Ridiculous."
"What--"
Veronica was shocked. She quickly retreated, and suddenly a bomb hit her back shoulder, knocking her forward.
If it weren't for the protection of her psychic position, this blow would be enough to kill her.
When she regained her balance and turned around to see the source of the attack, she found it was a thunder eagle in the sky.
So she raised her staff again and released another ball of blue flames towards the storm, trying to destroy the Thunder Eagle before it could continue to interfere with her.
"Well!"
But suddenly, a stabbing pain entered her brain, and the alien girl immediately hissed in pain.
"Witch, you're done."
Hearing the rumble of footsteps behind her, Veronica knew something was wrong. Her psychic powers were actually unable to work.
When she turned back, the scorching sword edge was already in front of her eyes. The Elf girl gritted her teeth and took out her trump card.
There was just a bang, and the crystal on her long staff bloomed with magnificent splendor, and then her whole body turned into a puff of smoke, allowing Suoshiyang's sword to cut her lonely.
Then before the other party could withdraw his strength, she appeared again, stretched out her right arm, and put two slender green fingers on Soshyan's forehead.
"Who are you?"
Veronica asked questions directly into Soshyan's mind, searching for any flash of memory.
She wants to catch his weakness and strangle his soul.
But to Veronica's surprise, there was nothing in Soshyan's sea of soul. The only thing there was was the cold wind that fed back into her brain, almost freezing her soul.
Finally, she saw a glimmer of light in the boundless darkness——
"What are you doing?"
Just a second later, Soshyan suddenly turned around, let go of the shield, grabbed the girl's neck, and asked in a hoarse voice.
"What are you doing in my head?"
The moment the other party touched him, he had already noticed something touching his consciousness, which made him feel very uneasy. He didn't know what weird abilities the other party had. If...
"Tell me! Did you see something?"
Soshiyang clenched his hand and mentioned it, but Veronica just cried silently and shook her head stubbornly.
"Then I can only..."
Soshiyang raised his sword and pointed the blade at the alien girl's head.
At that moment, she finally raised her eyes and looked at Soshyan, a flash of sympathy flowing out of those blue eyes, touching his soul.
Soshiyang hesitated with his sword, and his reason told him that this must be a trick of the alien——
Suddenly, just as he thrust out his sword, a certain voice sounded in his head.
"Don't hurt her, or I will reveal your little secrets, Commander Soshyan."
Upon hearing the last three words, Soshyan's shoulders immediately stiffened.
He didn't know who was speaking, but the voice was obviously a male's, with a mocking tone.
"Um?"
Suddenly, a burning pain in his shoulder brought him out of his thoughts. Soshyan turned around and saw a sword stuck in his back shoulder.
The banshee whom he had knocked down earlier was crouching on the ground, holding another sharp blade in her hand.
"Die! Dirty monkey!"
When she jumped up again and pointed the sword at Soshyan's neck, Veronica suddenly raised her hand and threw her long staff.
"you……"
The long staff circled in the air as if it were alive, and hit the banshee, knocking her to the ground.
"Veronica! What are you doing!"
"he……"
The Eldar girl whose throat was strangled hoarsely replied:
"...He cannot die."
"Are you crazy! This monkey is going to kill you now!"
"……no."
This moment also confused Soshyan.
He stared at Veronica for a while, and she stared back at him.
After hesitating for about ten seconds, Soshyan finally slowly let go of his hand.
The liberated Eldar war wizard sat on the ground and coughed violently. After her breathing became easier, she raised her head and said to Soshiyang:
"We are not your enemies."
"Yes or no, it's not up to you to decide."
Soshyan answered indifferently. When he shifted his gaze to the direction of Sol, his pupils shrank suddenly.