Although Dante has been trying hard to cover up this group of violent elements, the repeated jumps of the meat-torn ones have not ended.
When their Holocaust crimes in Arere were noticed by the Inquisition and were handed before Dante by some "friends", he could no longer ignore them.
All the efforts made by Dante have become a passing cloud, and in the eyes of outsiders, they are still just a group of bloodthirsty beasts.
The judgment decree issued by Barr came to the heads of all the flesh-torchers, and also to Seth. He was questioned by dozens of brothers and suffered great shame. Now he was thrown into an inexplicable place, joining an inexplicable organization, and being subject to the control of an inexplicable person.
For this treatment, this warrior, known for his rage, had only one answer-
"What a shit alliance! Let me tell you if you win!"
Seth is a giant, one head taller than most Space Marines, but still not as good as Soshiyan.
Seeing the other party rushing over, Soshiyang prepared to deal with it. He did not choose to draw his sword, and he also had bare hands.
Seth attacked like a bomb, and his fist hit Soshiyang's chest like a heavy hammer, but Soshiyang avoided this to the right, and then quickly hit the elbow with the elbow covering the power armor. Originally, he could hit the opponent's head, but he chose to hit the opponent's shoulder armor.
Seth felt as if he was hit by an armor-breaking rocket, and his whole body tilted to one side, but soon, driven by rage, he quickly turned around and elbowed upwards to Soshiyang's head, which was a bit fatal.
Soshiyang leaned back and watched the other party's armored elbows pass through his nose. The other party's neither light nor heavy weight made him a little annoyed, so he raised his legs and hit the angry commander with his knees.
"Um!"
Despite being staggered back by a knee hit on the side of his body, Seth quickly recovered and then punched him again.
"What--"
However, his fist was grabbed by the other party.
Seth had never seen such a huge enemy in his life. He let him grit his teeth and try his best that the power armor server wailed and could not move his arm half an inch.
Even Malakin on the side was shocked. He did not realize how Soshiyan's power was so great. After all, Seth was arrogant, but he was also one of the best among the descendants of San Gilles today. It was precisely for this reason that Dante, who loved talent, repeatedly spoke to him.
However, this strong man is now being controlled by Soshiyang like a child.
Soshiyang smiled slightly.
"Is it enough, Seth's commander."
"Not enough! It's far from it!"
Seth roared and waved another fist, but was also caught by the other party immediately. The two were like unequal gladiators fighting, one standing upright as a mountain, and the other leaned forward as if a strongman was trying to push the mountain.
Amid the harsh friction, Seth's boots even made shallow gullies on the metal ground, but Suoshiyang was still as immovable as a mountain.
"Is that enough?"
Soshiyan didn't even breathe when he spoke, and Seth's face was flushed, as if he was in blood and thirsty.
"Not enough! Oh!!!!"
Seth burst out with a deafening roar, and suddenly he pulled his arms back, as if he was about to pull the other party in front of him, and at the same time he raised his right foot and kicked Soshiyang hard in the chest.
If this kick is solid, it will definitely be a big deal.
However, Seth did not pull Soshiyan back, and his feet were not used to kick out, because Soshiyan threw him out like a sandbag with force at the same time.
Seth hit a huge metal pillar hard, and while the armor on his body was scattered with pieces, his whole body also fell to the ground.
Before he could recover from the heavy blow and get up, he felt something pulling him up. He vaguely saw a fist coming straight to him, subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but the other party's fist directly pushed his hand back to his face.
His consciousness suddenly burned in a violent, dizzy pain.
But Seth was not a warrior who could surrender. He still stubbornly stretched out his other hand and hit the other party's chest heavily.
This time he succeeded, but it seemed that the other party did it on purpose, because his power could not shake the man at all. Then he was raised and smashed to the ground again.
"Um--"
Seth hummed in pain, smashed his fist to the ground, and then supported his body with his feet, blood dripping from his nose and eyes.
At this moment, a sound of footsteps made him turn his head.
Soshiyang walked to him, and there was a shallow scratch on the chest of the other party's armor, which was the result of his punch just now and his only result.
Seth realized that he had lost, and he lost extremely thoroughly. He was no match for this incredibly tall guy at all. If the opponent wanted to kill him, it would be as simple as him killing a mortal. This sense of frustration made him growl like a wounded loofah.
"Captain Seth, you are indeed a powerful warrior. If you can control your emotions better, I will not win as easily."
Soshiyang bent down and stretched out his hand.
"You served much earlier than me. You are a senior, so I dare not say that you should restrain you, just hope you can help you solve some difficulties."
"hypocritically!"
Seth ignored Soshyan's outstretched hand, but instead smashed the ground with both fists, then struggled to stand up, as if he was going to take action.
But a cold voice scolded him.
"Seth, if you continue like this, I can only execute the final order given to me by Commander Dante."
Soshiyang turned around and saw a different warrior walking out of the thunder eagle.
His face was both the nobleness unique to the descendants of San Gilles, and was as cold and calm as a tomb. His long black hair was like a night, and he was wearing a gorgeous scarlet armor with muscle patterns. His shoulder armor was dotted with pale skulls on both sides, and behind him was a jumping backpack wearing black wings, and a huge decapitation axe was placed on his waist.
Malakin came to Soshiyang and introduced softly:
"This is the Supreme Pastor, the 'Cold Man' Astoris."
Soshiyang nodded suddenly.
"So it's this one."
At this time, the Supreme Priest who carried out the will of San Gilles came to the shaking Seth and took out a rolled black parchment.
"Seth, in the Judgment of Blood, I speak for you because I know that you are still a descendant of San Gilles and a warrior with honor. You promised me and the commander of Dante that it would end unnecessary violence and massacres, and to bring honor to the battle group and glory to the memory of San Gilles."
Astoris's voice was as cold as a thousand-year-old iceberg.
"What are you doing now? Attack your cousin who is willing to host you! Make a tantrum like a wild dog in front of other brothers! If I knew that was the case, I should have chopped you up!"
Chapter completed!