"Come on, let's see what gifts the Spirit Clan has given us. Everyone is cheering up and sending the potion down. Don't be as silenced as if they are dead mothers!"
“Yes, Master!”
"Start the party! Dedicate the Dark Prince!"
Balzaft strided forward, and all the Slaanes warriors around him turned around and followed him, roaring and roaring into the mortal cry, and the mutants followed him, and when he put on his helmet, he squeezed out a grim smile.
"I can't tell that you have the ability to predict."
Standing in the Spider-Ghost Ship, a unique jumping equipment in the Ark of Yemlock, Soshyang held his hands and stared at the scene in the visual crystal ahead. He saw several warships full of blasphemy marks rolling under the bombardment of light beams and missiles. One of the bows had been cut off by one third, and many debris were being sprinkled into space from the rift.
"Not a prophecy."
In a low voice, Amnak, wearing a simple power armor, stood up from the chair beside him.
“It’s perception.”
"So as soon as you come to the Kingdom of Lilarsus, you know that the power of Slaanes is lurking nearby? This is much more powerful than the space probe."
"If you don't have some ability, how can you ask for some errands under you, the Phoenix King?"
Soshiyang turned around.
"Then how many abilities do you have that I don't know?"
Amnak's handsome face squeezed out a kind smile and shrugged and replied:
“Not much.”
"What will we encounter this time? Will Slaanes send its most powerful demon?"
"It's hard to say, but I think... it may not, or it's not what I know."
"Oh? There are still things you don't know about Slaanes?"
"That's too much, or I remember it, but I lost too many memories after converting it twice... But the game of the gods is not that simple, it is a grand game beyond time and space."
After hearing Amnak say this, Soshiyan suddenly thought of something, and after thinking for a while, he said softly:
"Talos said one thing before, on Pai Shangxing, they met a blood-smoking swordsman... I heard that this is a group that only obeys orders and abuses the deity, and is very mysterious, and almost never appears in the physical universe."
"Blood Smoke Swordsman..."
Amnak frowned and muttered, his expression on his face was very complicated, just like an amnesia-lost person encountering a familiar thing.
"Oh, my memory must have been deleted and modified during the first transformation. Sally erased some of the secrets that He did not want me to reveal, but the Lords of Destruction must have power elsewhere. As for what they are doing, it is hard to say, but as you just said, these powers will definitely not move unless they have to... Well, I feel that there must be something very important that I forgot."
As he said that, he stopped, and after a moment of pause, he continued:
"Here you come."
Soshi raised his eyebrows and stopped asking questions. He turned around and touched the crystal floating beside him, and then picked up Burning Tian, ​​which was fixed to the shelf.
"Only this one?"
Balzaft, who was rushing to the area where the spirits jumped, frowned and looked at the object protruding on the bulkhead on one side of the flight deck. It was like a marine creature with a sharp shell, surrounded by arthropods, fixing it to the broken bulkhead, looking much larger than an ordinary landing craft.
"Yes, this one is the only one, but now the fleet..."
"Shut up!"
At the same time, a large number of cultists, mutants, Slaanes warriors and other war gang affiliated forces also flocked to the empty flight deck, full of the barking of beasts and howling of the crowd everywhere, but no one dared to take action first because they knew that this power belonged to their master.
Looking at this weird landing craft, Balzaft sneered and then said loudly in Aida:
"Since you're here, don't let the turtle shrunk, let me see what warriors there are in the Eternal Court."
The next second, the landing craft had a click on the head, opening a gap, which shocked the surrounding worshippers of Slaanes to take a step back unconsciously, and the noisy sounds disappeared.
Countless pairs of weird and ugly eyes stared at this thing, and then it opened slowly, and spit out a ramp that was more than 100 meters wide like it sticks out its tongue.
Everyone held their weapons tightly, their thumbs were pulled on the trigger, and they immediately fired as soon as the spirit troops rushed out.
But they waited for a long time but did not wait for the army of the Spirit Clan, but...
Bang!
A heavy footstep echoed on the ceiling of the flight deck and stepped on the hearts of all Slaanes believers.
Bang bang bang bang!
Amid the continuous sound of footsteps, a towering body appeared in the warm light of inspiration, all eyes widened, and an uneasy whisper began to permeate the air, and even the Slaine warriors made a puzzled voice.
It was the sneer on Balzaft's face that frozen and gradually disappeared, turning into a serious face and frown.
Wearing gorgeous Aida armor, phoenix helmet, his face covered with an angry mask, his right hand holding the Burning Heaven and the Flame Sun Sword in his left hand striding into the sight of the mobs of Slaanes.
He was so tall that he stood almost above the heads of all Slaanes believers.
At this moment, Balzaft, who looked like he had eaten a large piece of excrement, had fucked Aidoron thousands of times in his heart. The bastard didn't tell him the most critical information. He just vaguely said that the other party was stronger, and did not say why. As a warrior who had participated in the Great Expedition, he could tell at a glance that the Phoenix King's physique was not right at all! This shouldn't be Astart, this is definitely the body shape of the Primarch!
"Lord, this thing is not right."
The Terminator bodyguard around Balzaft also found something wrong and whispered to ask.
"I'm afraid... it's not Ada?"
Balzaft took a deep breath and whispered in a voice that only two could hear:
"You go and send a signal to the lifeboat now and prepare your lifeboat immediately. We may be going to retreat."
But now it is obviously inappropriate to run, and all his subordinates are there. If he wants to turn his head, he will run away, but his reputation will be completely ruined, and his soldiers will also abandon him.
No matter how difficult it is at this time, I can only push it first!
Or... drag it.
Balzaft coughed lightly, then squeezed out an indifferent smile.
"Yo, isn't this the 'great' His Majesty of the Phoenix King? Or should you call the commander of the Astral Knights' Chapter, His Excellency Soshyan Alexey?"
As soon as he said this, people around him were in an uproar.
This is the delaying strategy that Balzaft came up with a "brain teaser" - the other party will definitely not let the secret be leaked, so as long as he tells it, the other party will inevitably try his best to silence everyone here, which will prevent the other party from focusing all on himself.
In this way, it will be much easier to escape.
Soshiyang walked down the ramp and stood still, but did not reply, just looked at the other person quietly.
Balzaft did not have such great psychological pressure at this time and continued to mock him:
Chapter completed!