"Very good, from now on you are candidates for the Astral Knights Chapter. When you understand its meaning, you will understand what a great honor is given to you. Now, let me introduce to you Mercathus
Brother, he is the commander of the tenth company and the recruiter's guide. He will tell you what you need to know and make judgments about your life and death. Listen carefully to what he says, because from now on, their lives are at stake."
The priest signaled to a newcomer, and a figure wearing silver colored power armor jumped onto the platform and looked at them with bright eyes.
He was very strong, with muscles that seemed to be stretched too tight, and several scars on them that tore his cheeks into a mess. His hair was gray, he had huge eyes, and a nose as strong as a sword.
He looked like a predator, looking at the assembled young men the way a wolf looks at a flock of sheep.
"Welcome to Obsidian, kids! I doubt you can survive here. You heard me. I am the recruit leader and the commander of the 10th company. That is my title. You'd better remember it."
The tenth company commander did not carry any weapons, only a serrated blade fighting knife stuck on his waist, but this did not affect his momentum at all.
"You may think you are chosen? No, you are not! You are given the opportunity to prove whether you can join the chosen ones, but I don't think any of you poor pigs can do it! I think the omen must be
You were stupid and sent me a bunch of useless stupid piglets, what do you think?"
No one was stupid enough to answer him. The tenth company commander's voice was hoarse and ferocious, and his tone kept mocking the boys.
"Fuck! How will you know if you don't try?"
Suddenly, Soshyan was surprised to hear a voice, and was also surprised that this person actually answered when no one else dared to speak.
"What's your name, kid?"
"Rozim! I am not a boy. I have passed the rite of passage."
Soshyan and many others turned their heads and saw a strong bald guy with tattoos on his face. Those sounds came from the thick and fierce lips on his face, and anger flashed from his black eyes.
There is no doubt that this is a barbarian, carrying with him the ferocity and arrogance of the wild world.
"Looks more like Crocker in heat, are you stupid, boy?"
"No!"
Rozim took a step forward, clenching his fists, and the assembled candidates took a nervous breath.
Even Soshyan had to praise his bravery.
"Then why do you think it takes me a few seconds to kill a little bastard like you?"
"It's easier to talk while wearing armor and holding a sword. Maybe without them, you wouldn't be so arrogant."
The Tenth Company Commander smiled, as if he was hoping someone would say this.
He walked forward in front of Rozim. Although this savage boy was tall and strong, he still looked like a child in front of the Space Marines.
Under everyone's gaze, Shilian took out his fighting knife from its sheath and raised it, but Rozim didn't even shake.
Soshyan admitted that the guy was brave - even if he was stupid.
Suddenly, the tenth company commander thrust his sword into the ground in front of Rozim. It was shaking slightly, and the tip of the sword was downward, inserted into the soil.
"Pick it up, boy, and use it—if you can, so you have the weapon and I don't."
Rozim looked at the other person for a while. He looked confused and even a little surprised, but he still stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the weapon.
The combat dagger looked almost like a machete to him, and he twisted it, obviously expecting to pull it out as easily as a Space Marine.
But this didn't happen, the knife didn't move.
Rozim held it with both hands. The veins on his neck bulged, his biceps bulged, and his face turned red.
Finally, with all his strength, he pulled the weapon from the ground.
"Is it too heavy for you?"
The tenth company commander sneered.
"Maybe you'd like something lighter? I've got a razor here."
With a distorted roar, Rozim rushed forward, swung the knife high, and chopped off the unprotected head of the Tenth Company Commander.
From Soshyan's perspective, judging from the weight of the weapon and Rozim's strength and speed, as long as the blade of the sword touches his head, even the Space Marines seem to have no chance of survival.
Rozim is very fast, and it looks like it's about to hit.
The fighting knife drew an arc, but the Tenth Company Commander made no attempt to block or dodge at all.
But suddenly, just when his head was about to be smashed, the tenth company commander was no longer there.
There was no fancy move, he simply took a step back, and the fighting knife passed through the place where he was a tenth of a heartbeat ago.
"You use the knife like a girl. Boy, you can't even cut a toothpick like this. Try again!"
"Whoaaah!"
Rozim shouted and swung the knife from waist high, his red face full of anger.
Soshyan guessed that this person must not like to be laughed at.
Once again, the 10th Company Commander waited until the last moment before jumping up, and the inertia of the attack caused the knife to fly away from him.
The Space Marine fell to the ground easily, and Rozim was almost thrown off balance by his own attack.
"That's too rash, kid! I'll give you one last chance, but listen, it will be hard if you fail."
Rozim aimed at a higher point this time and swung towards the head of the 10th Company Commander.
The sergeant squatted down to let the clumsy attack escape from his body. He stood there and smiled evilly for a while, and then took action.
Although he tried hard to pay attention to even the smallest movement, the attack was still too fast for Soshyan to see clearly.
The Tenth Company Commander swung a punch, which hit Rozim on the chin with a loud bang. The candidate stepped back and lost consciousness before falling to the ground, and the weapon was released from his hand.
The Space Marine effortlessly caught the knife in the air and held it level with one hand.
All the candidates watched in amazement as the Tenth Company Commander waved the knife through the air, waiting to see what the sergeant would do.
Will he chop off the offender's head as a warning? Or will he rip out the offender's heart?
This seems too possible.
But nothing happened. The Tenth Company Commander just checked the blade carefully, obviously making sure it was clean before putting it back into the sheath, and then walked up to the unconscious Rozim and looked at it approvingly.
he.
Soshyan could see that the fallen boy's chest was still rising and falling, and he was obviously still alive. The Space Marine showed mercy.
It stands to reason that the punch just now could have completely broken the boy's upper body, and it is even more reasonable to say that he was beaten to death.