Facing the enemy's airtight defense, Malakin changed direction and landed at the opponent's feet, stabbed and scratched at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. Every time he cut, it made the tyrant suffer.
At the same time, another roar was shaking Malakin's brain.
Countless whispers threatened to swallow his soul, monsters, demons, and nightmares turned into something that actually existed, gnawing on the edge of his consciousness, exchanging tongues whispering empty promises and false truths, and brutal roars telling the bloody and cruel future.
"With his blood, I will be reborn..."
Malakin struggled to fight everything, pushing them away with his will.
When the opponent's bone blade was tilted upwards, he soared with the momentum, making the attack pass by. Then he roared angrily, and the attack fell on "him" like rain, hitting his head, throat and chest, looking for weaknesses on "him" armor. The sharp blade cut off the cluster pipeline, letting blood gush out and spray into the turbid air, and before landing, a wide and deep hole was cut in its abdomen, cutting the armor, flesh and blood, and deep to the bone.
"Down, brother! I will give you mercy out of my love for you! I will make the execution quick and painless!"
"No! I am Malakin Foros! I am the Abyss Watcher! With his blood, I will be reborn!"
Just in the moment of Marakin's trance, the tyrant's rib plate suddenly opened and turned into a terrifying huge mouth. Then a ball of liquid flames spurted out, which scorched the earth, burned and lit Marakin's armor.
Malakin gritted his teeth to relieve the burning pain, flew up again, held up the bloody broad blade and swung it down, stabbed into the weak gap at the connection of the carapace of Tyrant's neck, and cut through the distorted flesh and blood.
However, the other party's tail passed over his shoulders like a ghost, and the osteoma like a meteor hammer hit Malakin.
He felt as if he had been run over by a Riemanrus, hissing a ripped armor, and hot blood splashed out-
"Remain...The Blood of San Gilles..."
Countless painful faces flashed through Malakin's mind, and the other party's bone blade swept over. The moment he swung his sword, he was knocked out and smashed on the explosion-proof gate and made a roar. The transport ship further away had slowly taken off the air in a trembling state...
"With his blood, I will be reborn..."
The bone blade flew to the side, and Malakin tried to soar again, but his jet pack could only whine with damage, and then hissed the earth bone blade cut through the armor and flesh. His left arm flew high, Malakin suppressed his voice, held the sword in one hand and rushed towards the tyrant's knee, and then his tail was thrown again, and his only remaining armor completely cracked like a ripe melon.
Blood soon gathered under him into a pool of blood.
"With his blood, I will be reborn..."
Malakin's eyes were filled with blood, his ears were filled with the sound of his own heartbeat, and he struggled to get up. He almost didn't even have the strength to hold the sword, but he stumbled and raised his weapon over his head and walked towards the giant beast.
The next moment, something penetrated him.
The tyrant used his bone blade to lift Malakin, who was like a ragged doll, into the air until he faced his non-human eyes, which seemed to be looking at his hunting results.
"In his blood..."
Black blood spurted out from Malakin's broken mouth, and the darkness and blood that enveloped him at this moment finally disappeared. He saw countless hands reaching out to him, the men and women who were voluntarily walking into the mine, and they were greeting him.
Malakin squeezed out a miserable smile. If this was hell, it would be what he deserved...
His lips moved, trying to say a word, but he didn't make any sound after all.
But the remaining hands slowly held the hot melt pistol behind the waist, and used all their strength to pull out the holster and point it at the other party's head.
Bang!
The howling flames swept through the side of the tyrant's head, causing the beast to scream in anger, but did not cause fatal damage.
After a moment, it opened its mouth and bit Malakin's shoulder, bitten its shoulder armor, and then pulled it hard and almost tear half of Malakin's body. Black blood sprayed into the sky. The Space Marine Commander's head slowly tilted backwards and closed his eyes...
"No! Should! Should! Ah—!!!"
A roar fell from the sky, followed by dazzling strong light and howling hot wind. The "gloom clouds" that originally enveloped the airport were also dispersed. Gargoyles and Heavenly Demons were wiped out from the sky by hundreds of swift and lightning-like fighter jets at a "sweeping" speed.
The whistling platinum phoenix fell from the sky, and the Tyranns swarms on the ground screamed in pain. The tyranns turned around and threw down their prey to try to escape, but the psychic flames washed over its carapace, and soared through the crackling flames, holding long halberds and carrying flags. They waved their wings condensed by the flames and surrounded the Tyranns and at an incredible speed.
"this!"
As soon as he landed, Soshiyang hugged Malakin and looked at his broken body. Anger and sadness rose sharply in his heart. The star disaster then came to the ground. He wore a glittering diamond necklace, and a trace of flame from the Asuyan Great Shrine burned inside. Although this was not the real Asuyan Holy Fire, it was enough to help him resist the threat of the insect nest fleet.
In fact, Soshiyan did not expect that Tyron had a similar effect to Ada's devil's Crazy effect. As soon as the fleet arrived at the battlefield, all Ada felt the extremely oppressive existence of the insect nest fleet. An invisible terror in the subspace formed an indescribable extreme hunger and distorted shadow. All of this was projected into Ada's highly psychic-sensitive mind. For prophets like Star Disaster, their full cultivation of psychic perception magnified this effect a thousand times. Only wearing this Phoenix Golden Flame Necklace can he remain rational, but you can't even think about seeing the future or performing large-scale psychic rituals.
It means that the most powerful group of Ada was directly destroyed by Tyron's will, which immediately made Soshiyang realize that this alien Zerg from outside the system is much more difficult than he thought.
After taking a look at Malakin's situation, Xingjian immediately took out a crystal bottle, opened the cap and sprinkled the liquid with starlight on Malakin's body. The liquid quickly formed a glittering film on Malakin's body, and then he reached out to touch the other person's forehead.
Two seconds later, Xingchao took back his hand.
"Your Highness, he is still alive, but the situation is not good. Most of his internal organs have been destroyed. What supports him is his blood. But there is a dark force hidden here. If I dispel this force, he will die immediately. If I don't dispel it... it will be difficult to save him."
"There must be a way! Use all means to save him!"
"Your Highness, please do not worry. Although I cannot do it,... Didn't Your Majesty send Bandalam to help you this time? It has the power from Your Majesty and should be able to save Malakin. I have protected his soul with the starlight dew. He can still last for a while with the power in his blood. Now I will transfer him back to the warship."
"Then please."
Chapter completed!