"Yeah, it's rare that the commander of Soshiyang's battle has heard my name, or... someone has introduced me to you?"
The other party's voice is not only full of disgusting and smoothness, but also has a very sarcastic tone.
Soshiyang snorted lightly, and his arm suddenly exerted force. Lucius's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he turned back and landed easily.
"It's so powerful, Huron is right."
Lucius turned his wrist and twisted his neck.
Soshyan took the opportunity to glance around. The wind and sand were still spreading but it began to weaken. He could see the Terminator Guards entangled by some Slaanes Space Marines in twisted purple armor, but the Terminator obviously had an advantage. Several Slaanes had already been knocked down to the ground.
"Can you tell me, how did he describe me? Bad guy? Traitor?"
Hearing Lucius's words, Soshiyang raised his left hand, raised his thumb, and turned downward.
"You? You are just his defeated man and the worst swordsman in the Third Legion."
Lucius's face twisted in an instant, and he howled wildly and rushed up.
Although he said that, Soshiyang immediately became energetic. The other party's speed was incredibly fast, just a glimpse of the yellow sand.
Suddenly, realizing that something was coming from the left, Soshiyang immediately stepped back, and a whip full of barbed whip at the original position of his head made a crisp "pop" sound.
Then he strode to the right and swung the Holy Flame Sword. The scorching sword body cut through the yellow sand and collided with the long sword with a bang.
"Hmm? It feels very sharp, it's a bit interesting."
"I'm worried that you will be a coward. Since you are here, then I'll atone for the actions on Eastwan III."
In an instant, the yellow sand in the air suddenly stagnated, and Lucius, who was about to raise his sword to greet him, suddenly widened his eyes.
"this--"
Some kind of power shrouded the world, and Soshiyang seemed to have become nothing in his eyes at this moment, approaching him slowly, eager to devour him-
Feeling the crisis, a large amount of drugs began to pump into Lucius's body. He began to breathe rapidly, but felt extremely cold all over his body.
And he found that the sandstorm had stopped.
On an altar not far away, a wizard wearing a mask and a pearl robe suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, then collapsed to the ground, and the surrounding witchcraft props also cracked one by one, and a Terminator next to him immediately came over.
"Player, what's going on?"
"Subspace...subspace is blocked...quick! Activate the emergency plan quickly...the owner is in danger!"
"What!"
"Hmph, it's indeed a bit weird. No wonder Huron and Abaddon both fell into your hands continuously."
With the help of the power of the drug, he quickly broke free from Soshiyan's sting. Lucius pulled each other away ten meters away. Then he raised the sword in front of him, and his long tongue slowly slid over the blade, as if he was savoring something.
"Well, the subspace is blocked, are you an invisible person? Interesting, interesting."
After saying that, he glanced at the left and right, his Nashikai brigade was already retreating under the fierce attack of the angry Astral Knight Terminator Company.
After retracting his gaze, he smiled and said to Soshiyan:
"Let your people stop and we have a fair duel."
"It is not worth any fairness to a scramble like you. I will chop you up piece by piece and throw you into the flame of nothingness to see if your master still has the ability to resurrect you."
"Hoho, it seems you have put a lot of effort into me. That person hopes to use you to kill me?"
After saying that, Lucius suddenly raised the long sword in front of him and bowed slightly. Soshiyan knew that this was the etiquette of the swordsmen of the Third Legion to challenge.
But he did not respond.
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, that man has never taught you that the duel for honor is the last bastion of civilization. Although it was invented by humans, it is indeed designed to maximize the fairness of combat, and scholars call it the last resort of the law, which is a enjoyable process."
Soshiyang narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly let go of his hand holding the sword.
The next moment, the Holy Flame Sword rotated rapidly in the palm of his hand, and the silver metal liquid wrapped in flames climbed up the sword body, and twisted the straight blade into a spiral form.
Soshiyan didn't know how he learned these things, but it just appeared in his mind.
As the Holy Flame Sword rotated, a spiral black flame also rose from him, wrapping the two of them, isolating them from the surroundings.
The god controls the sword, the sword is like fire, and the fire is like a hell.
The smile on Lucius's face disappeared, he touched the sword to his lips, and then walked towards Soshiyan.
Duel is not elegant.
Although Lucius was slightly better than Soshiyan in skills, the gap in strength between the two could not be made up with skills. What was even more terrifying was that the black and red flames were burning and burning his soul.
When he swung his sword, Soshiyan easily avoided the attack and smashed the hilt of his sword protector on Lucius' head with a disdainful sneer.
"Well, it seems that you are not just an invisible person, you are full of the stench of alien power."
Lucius shook and retreated, thick blood flowing down his forehead, but his language was still full of confidence and relaxation.
"Wait... you still have the soul smell of the spirit race, which is very strong."
Soshyang raised his sword and slashed at Lucius' head. Lucius tried hard to dodge twice, and each dodge made his smile brighter.
"Hahaha, if other empires saw the ugly appearance of their Supreme Lord Commander using alien power, I don't know what to imagine."
But then his voice disappeared, with only the collision of sword blades in the flames and the crackling sounds caused by the burning wind.
Soshyan gave Lucius a moment of breathing, his attack was perfunctory, and he wanted to try to humiliate the other party in this duel of death and tear his dignity apart.
As Thor said, try to make Slaanes give up on the other side.
"Soshyan, this won't work. Now there is no condition to kill him. He is of use to Slaanes. Give me his body."
Suddenly, a voice rang in Soshiyang's mind.
"Body?"
"Now is an opportunity. This body is very useful to me. Lucius used the power of Slaanes last time he resurrected, and I can transform it."
“What should I do.”
"Cut off his head and remember to close the grey."
Soshiyan immediately walked forward three steps, and with a fatal stab that Lucius did not expect, Soshiyan stabbed the sword deeply into his arm, which made Lucius lose his grasp of his blade, and the knife slid down from his fingers like a flower falling.
At that moment, he knew he had lost.
"Next time, you won't be so lucky."
Lucius whispered, trying to maintain his balance while stumbled, but Soshiyan threw the sword into a deadly arc with a scattering speed.
This knife swept Lucius' head away from his shoulders.
The flame suddenly disappeared, and then a golden light rushed out of Soshiyang's hand and instantly penetrated into Lucius' headless body.
At this moment, Andalos in Nashikai's brigade saw Lucius's body and immediately let out a sharp roar.
"withdraw!"
Chapter completed!