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Chapter 1283 The Responder

"Supremember that betrayer."

In front of the torn crack of the mechanical ark, the demons piled up like mountains, and the semi-melt spikes pierced the victims' bodies, tormented them, pierced their arms, legs and torso.

Those mortals were captured during the raid of the front line command post. Most of them were beheaded and could not survive, but it seemed that their bodies were still fighting against the spikes, twisting in endless, unimaginable pain, as if this was an indescribable happiness.

"careful--"

Santo Joel reminded the soldiers around him that he also felt the danger.

"Supreme the betrayer."

The sound is now clearer and more obvious.

Shadows gathered in the dull corner, a mouse with human face giggled and ran through Joel's battle boots, and the lost children and bat-like creatures with forgotten lovers crawled across the ceiling, whispering to each other.

The strange outlines pulled his eyes, twisted bodies leaping through the cold air, even as they twisted and expanded beyond his understanding.

Joel...

A voice whispered in his ear, and the Lord of the Blood Knight turned around, but nothing was left except for the echo of the craziest laughter.

Joel, Joel, Joel...

At this moment, the sound of shouting his name lingers around, filling his skull.

Santo Joel began to cough, feeling his lungs suddenly filled with something, and pearly smoke gushed out of his mouth, as if two fingers pulled out his trachea from it. Although he tried to restrain himself, the sounds rose and spread as he threw the sword and pinched his throat. The pain brought about the torture of life worse than death as the things in his body moved.

The Lord of the Blood Knight fell forward, the skull seemed to be squeezed into a ball, and the organs were being squeezed.

Afterwards, he vaguely felt something trampling a delicate hoof on his armor.

"presumptuous!"

A angrily shout, like a basin of cold water poured on Joel's head, made him wake up immediately.

He turned his head and saw Soshiyang stalking.

"Oh, great man, your name is spreading in the realms of the gods."

The secret keeper snickered and looked below, and the fox-like fangs collided with bull-like mouths, and when it turned its head, the giant horns wrapped in gold chains and hanging priceless jewelry scraped the ceiling above its head.

The thing was long and thin, disgusting and confusing. The male and female had four arms on their torso, two of which were huge crab claws at the end.

At the same time, it also holds exquisite sword blades forged with glass in two hands.

"I am the one who pursues, and who is the order of my Lord, bring back that sad rebellion."

“No one asked about your purpose.”

Soshyang said coldly, despite being shrouded in the halo of the things, his voice was still calm.

"Don't be so ruthless."

The devil bent down to face Soshiyang while saying.

"You exudes the breath of love. How delicious is this? How can I taste it? I can become a more perfect existence than her and satisfy all your desires."

As he said that, its face changed, turning into a beautiful woman who was enough to upend all living beings. It was the most beautiful and charming face that Soshiyang had ever seen.

Its horns also turned into long green hair like a waterfall, its eyes are blue like stars and blue sea, its lips are plump and bright and rosy. The white little tiger teeth stretched out between its lips and teeth did not damage her perfection at all, but added a little charm, and its slender ears and eyebrows added charm.

What's even more terrifying is that she was almost exactly the same as Veronica, looking at Soshiyan with a pleading look.

"you--"

Soshiyan subconsciously took a step back.

"Silly guy."

The other party took a step further as he took a step back, and his voice was exactly the same as Veronica.

"You love me, right?"

"The lowest-level assassin uses this worst trick. Gurefia, you are still so weak."

A mocking voice sounded in Soshiyang's ears, and he immediately raised his hand and waved his sword toward his neck to block the blade.

"Oh, what a pity."

The secret keeper let out a mocking breath and jumped backwards, pulling away from Soshiyang.

Soshiyang did not pursue, but stood there and gasped gently, his hand holding the sword trembling slightly, because at that moment he did hesitate—

Fear and shame entangled his heart, but he dared not think about the reason.

"It's really disappointing, Amnak, do you think you have found a backer?"

The demon in the ring responded mockingly:

"Things like you are not welcome here, get out! Go back to the nightmare of the child you crawled out! If you want to find me, let the Demon Disaster come here in person!"

The secret keeper turned to Soshiyan.

"How about making a deal, give me that guy, I can tell you a secret about Comoros that you will use."

"Comoros?"

Soshi Yang frowned slightly, wondering why the other party suddenly mentioned this fallen capital.

Seeing that Soshyan did not respond, it took a step towards him, the deck under the beast's hooves moaned like a dying animal, and some small demons with smooth flesh and round throat sacs oozing out of the deck.

"Yes, a very worthwhile secret, just give me that betrayer."

At this time, Soshiyang turned his head slightly, and he had already heard the heavy footsteps of the Terminators.

Then he smiled coldly and said:

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

After saying that, he waved his arm suddenly.

"Kill it."

In an instant, hundreds of storm blaster guns and plasma guns fired at the same time, instantly illuminating the darkness around them.

The storm-like attack made the body of the Secret Guardian instantly become ragged. The demon roared angrily and rushed forward, and the weapon in his hand tangled towards Soshiyang in the air.

Soshyang raised the sword in his hand and held the loud blade less than a few inches from his helmet. The joints whine when the demon pressed him, but the Space Marines did not give the other party any more force. Santo Joel, who was standing by, suddenly stretched out his weapon and hit the secret guardian's knee.

The demon staggered back, then hissed and stretched out a claw, Joel flashed to the side, and then pierced the demon's flesh and blood with his sword.

At the same time, Soshiyang also smashed the Holy Flame Sword into its milky white thigh.

The Secret Guard screamed, smashing one of its swords at Joel, and hitting him until he fell on one knee.

At the same time, a large number of demons also surrounded the Terminators, and the battle was extremely fierce.

As the Secret Guard attacked Joel, Soshiyan stabbed the sword deep into the abominable flesh. The pus suddenly gushed out, and the demon's scream became sharper. It swirled to face Soshiyan, and the backhand penetrated the deck with a sword in a splash of sparks and broken metal.

"Pain...so sweet pain."

The secret keeper muttered and stroked the wound with his claws.

"It's a pity that people in the world can't understand."

Then the secret keeper stared at Soshiyang, his charming eyes moving onto the scarred face, and continued in his sickly and sweet voice:

"The same is true for your desires, and people will not accept them. You must disguise yourself as an ascetic in pain..."

Soshiyang stared at the thing, his face under the helmet was silent like a mask, and then activated the grey.

"You have enough nonsense."


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