"...It's been 32 hours, which means that you have to hold on to a fleet of 40 hours to reach the high orbit..."
Standing on the corpse of the insect saint, Soshiyang looked at the time and was really shocked when he saw it. Before he knew it, more than thirty hours had passed.
Then he jumped down and landed among the whistling swarm of insects.
The ground trembled suddenly, and the crack under Soshiyang's feet widened a gap in front of him. Then he swung the Burning Heaven. The weapon was wrapped in a ball of black flames. The sound of the electric arc broke out and the moment it slashed, it opened a way. Any Tyron, affected by terrifying energy, seemed very fragile and insignificant.
Soshiyang lowered his shoulders and charged forward, hitting a warrior worm rushing towards him. Although the beast was very cruel, he could only watch his chest being smashed, and his claws were swinging around in the air without any effort.
Almost like a road roller, Soshiyang directly broke out a bloody path in the Tyron group, and behind him was a vague path of flesh and blood. Until an executioner with a fang-flapping claw appeared in front of him, Soshiyang stopped and grabbed the end of the handle. Burning Tian immediately bit the claws that the executioner slashed.
After a second stalemate, Soshiyang used force to knock the beast away, then stepped forward, waved Burian Tian and turned around and cut it off in half.
Not far away, the Astral Knights were still fighting one after another, with silver and purple entangling each other in the ocean of metal and flesh.
Although they are very brave, they still have to rely on the power of gray graft to persevere. Soshiyan can even feel the throbbing and passion in their hearts, as well as the surging energy.
After blinking, Soshiyang vaguely saw them strung together by threads, connecting with each other, and then gathering on him.
He had never felt this way in the past. Could it be that Ruqiu absorbed the thing just now?
"Captain of the Battle Team!"
Just as Soshiyan was curiously feeling this unique perspective, Haumor suddenly screamed not far away and ran quickly towards it.
"later!"
A silent invisible killer stood behind Soshiyang, but the moment it took action, Soshiyang whispered backhand with Burning Tian to block the attack, then turned around and knocked him to the ground with an angry blow.
Before the worm struggled, Soshiyang grabbed its head and crushed it in an instant.
When he let go of the flesh and blood, Haumor had just arrived.
"I'm fine, what about the casualties."
Haumo then briefly explained the casualties.
It was better than expected, but it still made Soshyan feel heartbroken. Nine people were killed in a row and eleven people were killed in nine consecutive battles, all of which were killed by devastating firepower. Only five people were left in the Death Watch. The master of the Watch Castle Vidri was seriously injured, but it seemed that he was not in danger of his life.
"Soldiers, retreat."
Soshiyang rushed all the way to the defensive position. When he saw him, everyone cheered, and the speed attack boats hovering at low altitude also descended one after another.
"Protect the injured in the middle, take the lead in one after another, and cover the flanks of nine companies, and I behind the palace."
"Captain of the Battle, but-"
Just as Mark was about to speak, Soshiyan reached out to stop the other party. At this time, the first company commander was covered with scratches on his armor, with obvious cuts on his left arm and thighs, and there was also a cut on his helmet that almost cut the eyepiece.
Soshiyang glanced at everyone, then looked up at the Tyron Tower, which was pulled into the sky but kept collapsing.
"That thing is about to be done. The mission is successful. Now the most important thing is to reduce casualties and retreat. These insects cannot hurt me, so obey the orders."
Then he looked at the ninth company commander Tekshall, who was also scarred, but it was not a big deal. As a former team champion who participated in the Blade Feast, his skills are still very reliable.
"Remember to bring the relics of the victims...at least there must be traces of them in the Temple of Merit."
"yes!"
Soon, the soldiers began to change their formation and turned to the rear. Soshiyan also took the opportunity to look at Vidrian. After finding that the other party was in a coma, he said to Nurus:
"Take good care of your sir."
The other party nodded.
"clear."
But just as Soshyan turned around, Nurus suddenly asked hesitantly behind him.
"Captain Soshiyang, you are the only one...has that thing been solved?"
Soshyang paused, then continued to walk forward, leaving only a light sentence.
"It's not me alone, and the emperor is also here."
Then he ignored the acid sprinkled by Tyron and stepped into the battlefield, crushing the alien into powder.
But more creatures were coming, and Soshyan could hear their endless hissings.
Soshiyang stood in the original defense position of the battle group, alone.
One of the evil beasts rushed towards him unstoppably, the executioner with a huge body, with a chitin shell, and a chitin shell covered with a unique variant, with a big and bulging head, and a huge horn attached to it. Half of the four arms had a flail with a bone-hammer at the end, and even the Terminator was pale in front of this giant.
It was like a city-breaking hammer, rushing towards Soshiyan at mad speed.
However, Fen Tian directly pressed against the monster's head. The impact of more than ten tons did not make the magic weapon bend at all, nor did he shake Soshiyang even if he took a step back, he would break the executioner's head into scum.
Just as the huge corpse fell, two more monsters jumped up and rushed towards Soshiyang. They were two Mingdu beasts. They each waved their sickle claws. Soshiyang waved his battle halberd and held four claws at the same time, and fought back with his backhand, cutting one of them in half. The moment the other shot out the chest hook, crushed its throat and threw it out.
The huge corpse was like a missile. After falling, it crushed a large piece of insects, and then knocked over a large piece of it while gliding.
Soshyan did not continue to entangle because no matter how many Tyron killed, it was meaningless. They could be recycled and manufactured continuously. Especially after he had a preliminary glimpse of the dark shadow behind Tyron, he knew that these things were just puppets. The most urgent thing now is to investigate the origin of the mysterious star god.
But this matter cannot be done here, and the most urgent thing is to return.
So he turned around and walked towards the team, and encountered a group of small creatures. The behavior of slaughtering them was like a deformed ocean that was knee-deep.
Whenever the team was slightly blocked, he would deal with the trouble in time and then continue to cover the team behind him. He was not nervous about fighting at all, and all killing seemed to be just rhythmic, until the sticky alien blood dyed the armor purple.
But even so, Tyron still persevered, and they were like snowballs, getting bigger and bigger.
Chapter completed!