Facing the enemy who was stairing, the first death shroud came forward silently, waved the huge sickle wildly, and took the opponent's head.
But he was too slow.
The other party had already put it in front of him when he raised his hand. The red cloak flew like a cloud when he was moving, and then the blade swept out and cut back almost at the same time!
The sharp blade pierced the heavy Terminator armor and bit deeply into the dirty flesh below. In the horrified eyes of the Death Guards, they directly divided the death shroud into two like a hot knife cutting butter!
Before the next death shroud had time to react, the man had already swung and flashed, and the blade slashed hard.
Immediately, blood splattered everywhere, and the head of the death shroud slid forward, colliding with his armor made a jingle sound, and then fell into the mud, smelting a stream of rotten blood into the battlefield.
"Everyone will go away! You are no match for him, leave it to me!"
Seeing his offspring die tragically, Motarian became more and more violent. His eyes were wild and unstoppable. Foamy poison gas continued to gush out of his throat like a bottomless abyss, and then came quickly with the blessing of his wings.
The sickle and the long sword collided together at extremely fast speed, and the lightning burst out evaporated the green poisonous gas, wrapping them both in thick smoke and lightning.
Missed a blow, Motarian swung his fist, and the opponent had already started to move.
I saw a person wearing a dragon helmet spinning one foot, turning a single knife and a back, and using a fist to fight the fist.
boom!
A loud bang like a bronze bell echoed over the Comoros, but two huge fists collided violently, and even the battlefield was trembling.
After the strike, the two giants staggered back, and their hands shattered, revealing the bloody flesh inside.
"This is the third time, right?"
Motari calmly stopped, stared at the other party, and gritted his teeth and spit out the name.
"Chagatai!"
Soshiyan was already confused and did not hear the other party's conversation clearly, but Veronica heard it very clearly and quickly shook Soshiyan in her arms.
"Soshyan is another primordial, the Chagatai Khan of the Fifth Legion!"
"Chagatai...Chagatai...How could he appear here..."
Tian Khan, War Eagle, the lord of the Fifth Legion, disappeared for nearly 10,000 years after the great rebellion, Chagatai Khan, Soshiyang did not expect that the other party would appear in front of him in a dramatic way.
For some reason, Soshiyang felt that the pressure in his mind was a little relaxed, perhaps because the gray graft was working, or perhaps because the deadly poison was working, he was getting more and more drowsy no matter what.
As his eyelids gradually became heavier, some blurry scenes and distant sounds replaced the battlefield in front of him.
Two tall figures walk on the long stairs, the avenue slowly descends from the entrance to the center of the palace, and seven secondary passages connect a large complex and magnificent structure.
Soon, they arrived at the core of the palace, and at this time a place built completely according to regular geometric laws, the parquet was an endless array of triangles and pentagons that were cut inwardly with each other, and continued to expand outward into infinite sides, while the ceiling was exquisite vortex-shaped furnishings.
The space here can easily accommodate thousands of warriors, but except for the several warriors guarding in the shadows on the mezzanine and upper floors, the palace is almost empty.
The two sat under the candlelight, but they were as blurred as two shadows.
"Oh, it seems that I lost not badly. San Gilles said that he had only lost to three people in the game, our father, Marcado, and... you."
"Haha, but by luck, you may not know that I played against him in ten games, nine losses and one victory, and Chagatai."
After saying that, one of the chairs pointed at the table beside him, and the table automatically leaned up.
Then the desktop opened and a black cube slowly floated out.
The other person reached out and held the cube in his hand, then looked at it carefully for a while, then put it back.
"You're doing something dangerous, brother."
"Do you think I'm crossing the line?"
"Magnus once told me that the emergence of a boundary always has a place in progress, and that it is to reassure those who are fearful of progress and change and who may try to destroy it...the power you touch is at its level of danger even above the skills Magnus delves into."
Hearing this, the man leaned back, folded his hands together, and placed his fingers on his lips.
After a long silence, he whispered:
"I'm all my brothers, I've told San Gilles and you, because you are all enlightened people, Magnus is too confident and fanatical to hide the secret... Although I can't explain to you the purpose of doing so now, I think you've also guessed who my other collaborator is."
"You always have too many secrets in your heart... If you fly too close to the sun, your wings will be burned out."
"So brother, what do you think the meaning of our birth?"
The person who was asked smeared his forehead with his palm and chuckled:
"Some brothers think they are simple weapons and massacre existences just for conquest, while others think they are simple tools and an extension of construction and domination."
"Weapons are tools, tools are also weapons. War is like plowing fields, it is labor, cutting down trees is like cutting down people, it is all massacres-the victims are almost the same. Except for a very small number of people who died in pain, they all silently shut their mouths like trees? Then what about you, Chagatai from the unrestrained land."
The person who said this leaned forward slightly, and Soshiyang could not see his face, but could see the other person's eyes, like a calm lake. This kind of calmness will only appear as time flies and ages grow.
"Me? I just simply fulfill the duties they have given me. If I want me to be a weapon, I am a tool, I am. I don't want to spend my energy like some brothers trying to prove or get anything. As long as they don't interfere with me and let me enjoy the only freedom, I will be invincible."
"Haha, no wonder everyone says they can't see through you. Sometimes the purer things are, the harder it is to understand."
"There is no way, after all, it is so easy to turn responsibilities into obsessions. A noble soul can also be corrupted by ambitions. The desire to succeed, no matter how legitimate it is outside, is likely to surpass rationality, or even...human nature, it is better to make yourself purer."
"So, brother, do you believe in the mission and duties I shoulder?"
The two then fell into silence, as if they were looking at each other, and perhaps both were thinking with their eyes closed.
I don't know how long it took, the lazy voice responded:
Chapter completed!