At this moment, a group of soldiers wearing red pirate armor appeared out of thin air from all around Soshiyang, and kept firing at the two people who had lost their bunker.
Soshyan had to dodge among the shrapnel and dust, and kept firing back, embedding balls of hot melt into the enemy.
Three red pirates were shot in succession and their skulls were blown to pieces.
But they still came from all directions, pacing forward cautiously while raising their guns and shooting fiercely, intending to drive Soshyan to a dead end. Garmo Zejie's twisted figure was looming in the crowd.
Seeing the enemy appear, Soshyan roared.
"Sarpedon! Come out and face me!!"
He raised Fentian in his hand into the air. Even though the rain of bullets gnawed at his breastplate, and even though the strong impact almost knocked his whole body away, Soshyan still squeezed out the strength.
A shocking shock wave mixed with flames streaked through the space, crushing the scarlet letter and the surrounding red pirates like a devastation, turning the shiny armor into large balls of powder and smoke.
Talos, who fell down not far away, pulled off his useless helmet and tried to stand up again. However, his limp and weak legs refused to obey him. This effort caused more blood to flow from the gap in the chest.
The middle gurgled out.
The prophet's hands trembled and he exerted force. He twisted hard and moved towards Soshyan, who was not far away, leaving a warm blood trail on the floor tiles.
But before he could move a few feet, he saw a large group of heretics running towards him - dozens of giants wearing indigo armor and red appeared from the empty smoke, all walking cautiously.
, all of them have superb marksmanship.
Enemy troops once again swarmed from all directions, as if they wanted to overwhelm him.
"I'm afraid this time..."
Talos had no choice but to grit his teeth and pull the trigger to the end.
"Long time no see, chapter leader of the Astral Knights."
Garmo Zejie, who was wearing a hood, spoke in a frivolous tone, and lightly tapped the stone bricks at his feet with his crooked staff.
"I can't help but feel deeply relieved to meet again. It's a pity that the so-called Empire Rising Star is just an appearance, and it can't even give me an unexpected surprise."
The devil's whispers were like thick smoke shrouding reality, causing Soshyan to fall into deep anger.
"traitor!"
Soshiyang lightly lowered his hand to Fentian, letting his sharp blade strike the floor tiles.
"well said!"
Garmo Zejie laughed heartily.
"Loyal Soshyan! Loyal Soshyan! It actually knows how to accuse others of being heretics! Do you think I don't know what you are looking for when you come to the Painxing Star?"
The anger affected all his limbs, dragging Suoshiyang's body, which weighed more than a thousand kilograms, into the air, and threw him straight towards the laughing enemy in front of him.
He stepped forward and struck out an earth-shattering blow from the Fentian Slash in his hand.
But Garmo Zejie slipped into the haze, and the sharp blade that lost its target was deeply embedded in a silver altar shaped like an eagle's claw behind the opponent.
"Are you angry?"
The moment Soshyan struck the silver-white altar, the ether color stirring in the space merged into a powerful beam of incandescent color, locking him to the altar.
"Damn! This is-"
Soshiyang roared angrily and tried desperately to retreat, but his body seemed to be welded, and his arms and right leg were fixed firmly, shining brightly under the colorful rays of light.
Even if the gray marrow surges in his body, there is nothing he can do.
Garmo Zejie walked up to him, looked at him with interest, and joked:
"Do you think the power within you is invincible? Even the gods would not dare to retreat in front of the Lord of Change."
Then, he lightly dusted Soshyan's shoulders with his fingers.
"...let alone a lost god."
"you!"
Soshyan had tried his best and his teeth were about to break, but he couldn't pull out the weapon and couldn't move his body.
Garmo Zejie looked at his angry and depressed look and laughed heartily.
"What a beautiful scene! Look, do you know what you died of? Arrogance! Soshiyang, killing a few big demons will make you drifting, making you think that everything related to subspace is harmful to you.
No threat? That’s why you dared to come alone, that’s why you stepped into this trap, which I have prepared for you for ten years!”
Just as Soshiyang struggled furiously, the light began to become more and more scorching, and began to rotate at a high speed beside him, depicting a series of blasphemous runes, and an eight-pointed star slowly rose.
"Once upon a time, I was as stupid as you."
Garmo Zejie whispered, his voice sincere and sad.
"Your soul is very special. After all, you should not be confused with all living beings. You could have become a transcendent person and just lamented the impermanence of the world, but you have been marked by the gods as a traitor."
The eight-pointed star of flames clenched Suoshiyang's body tightly, and Garmo Zejie's words together with the flames brought endless pain.
Then, a blue light leaping from the altar pierced Soshiyang's chest, sweeping away all the surrounding haze. An extremely crazy energy roared through Soshiyang, tearing out the surface of his skin.
Countless cracks - like the restless solar wind rising from the surface of a dying star.
At this moment, he was like a fragment of the Star God bound by the Necron!
Garmo Zejie opened his arms and laughed crazily.
"Hahaha! Are you familiar? Doesn't it look like a Necron device? I spent a lot of effort preparing it for you!"
The altar gradually began to decompose and turned into a form similar to an obelisk, while Soshyan was bound to the obelisk and kept struggling.
During the struggle, Soshyan saw Talos, who was furiously firing at the enemies around him - the prophet was covered in blood. Before the enemy finally knocked him down, he had been desperately moving forward, struggling to hold himself up and was already covered in wounds.
With a body full of holes, he tried to get close to Soshyan.
"Well done-ah!!!"
Suddenly, Igesemer screamed, and Galmo Zejie turned his head, only to see a roaring golden chain saw piercing the structural body of the chief wizard of the Black Legion. The flames spread from the saw blade and engulfed him.
Wizard's armor and body.
His wings burned out in the blazing heat, and all his armor and flesh and bones melted, until finally there was only a shadow left burning in the flames, a shadow with the aura of death.
But the first person to recognize the shadow was Talos. He immediately saw the helmet in the flames, the helmet with blood-colored bat wings——
"First company commander!"
But Egethemo did not die. He transformed into a form made of stars, and lightning fell from his body to the ground, forming a continuous terrible storm.
"Who are you!!"
He roared angrily at his attacker.
"Something has to die."
The figure's response was very plain, but it carried unquestionable authority.
"And some things are not used."
After saying that, a blue flame rose up and coiled around the roaring chain saw halberd. In an instant, the gathering storm was split into two!