Facing Soshyan's questioning, the man remained silent and just put his hands behind his back. Behind the cold mask, the three of them were left with unlimited room for imagination. However, just looking at his body shape, he was no different from the Space Marines present.
"Soshyan Alexey."
After a moment, a gentle and magnetic male voice sounded from behind the mask.
"I am so happy to see you again for the first time."
Soshiyang took a step forward and said in a deep voice:
"How can it be the first time we meet again?"
"We have met, but we have not really met."
"Because there is a fearless iron coffin, isn't it?"
But the other party let out a clear laugh, like a church bell.
"So what does this identity mean to you?"
Soshyan was stunned for a moment, and then lowered his voice.
"It's meaningful, because it determines whether the more than a hundred years I have spent is a complete lie!"
The cold mask stared at Soshyan, and suddenly the man took a step. This action made the three of them instinctively grab their weapons, but the other party just walked to a crew member and gently held the other person slightly with his hands.
Open the mouth and close it.
"You are really a special person...I have been waiting for so long, maybe the answer I am waiting for lies with you."
"What answer? Why me?"
"I should have told you, but you forgot."
"I do not understand!"
"You are my past and I am your future. I don't understand now -"
Halfway through, the man stopped and then shook his head.
"Perhaps, this is not a question that needs to be understood."
"Why is there always confusion in your voice?"
"Because I am always confused and always doubting, so you can also call me the confused one."
"The Confused..."
At this time, Kayon stepped forward and stared at the other person with squinted eyes, as if he wanted to see through the face behind the mask.
"You shouldn't be here."
The man turned to look at Kayon and said with a smile:
"We meet again, Iskandar Kayan."
"I haven't seen you."
Although Kayon said this, the fragments buried deep in his memory flashed through his mind.
"I am the remnant of the song of redemption."
"Whatever you are, get out of this ship!"
"You were His will, using steel and blood to make the Milky Way crawl under its feet. I also represented His will, illuminating the return journey of billions of ships with radiance. I looked towards eternity and witnessed the dance of the devil. I sang in the endless night.
, adding a new spin to that great game."
"What exactly do you want to do?"
"I invite you to go back."
"This is impossible."
Then there was a faint gunshot, and Khayon blinked, unsure whether he was lost in thought or in a fantasy.
But the other person stood right in front of him, looking at him.
As if he could read Kayan's inner thoughts, the man moved his right hand to his chest and whispered:
"That's how singers are killed, isn't it?"
"It was trying to stop us."
"I have no intention of pursuing it, I'm just stating a fact, and you can't kill the singer. You know better than anyone else that it is still performing its duties."
At this time, Talos gently touched Khayon's arm with his shoulder and whispered:
"It looks like you know him, is it him?"
Kayon shook his head.
"Strictly speaking no."
"Can it be dealt with?"
"Hard to say."
"Listen to his tone, have you solved one before?"
Kayon didn't answer, just looked at the other party with a frown, and then said in a deep voice:
"Then your purpose this time is the same as before, right?"
"That's right."
"What purpose."
Soshyan took a step forward and already grasped the hilt of the sword with one hand.
The man turned to him.
"Please don't go any further."
"Because of what!"
"By returning to your position and continuing your duties, you can maintain the status quo. Once you enter Comoros, you may change the status quo."
"You might as well explain more clearly what it means to change the status quo, and why I will change the status quo when I go to Comoros."
"If I explain it to you, it will still change the status quo."
"Then there's nothing more to say?"
"No, I still hope to convince you that force is never an option for me."
"But I don't have time to waste with you."
Before he finished speaking, Soshyan had already drawn his sword and stepped forward. Talos also slammed his heel on the end of the chain saw halberd placed aside. When it fell, he held the weapon tightly and followed Soshyan.
Attacking the opponent from the left and right, Khayon mobilized his spiritual energy to try to restrain the opponent in place.
The three of them were extremely fast. In almost the blink of an eye, their swords and halberds were approaching each other.
"Isn't this the current situation of the Astartes when they fight each other with swords at the slightest disagreement?"
As the other party sighed, Khayon felt his brain suddenly shake, and then his psychic restraints disintegrated inch by inch. Then the man stretched out his right hand, grabbed the connection point of Talos's chain saw and halberd, and whirled around
When the sawtooth was only a few inches away from his head, he calmly turned around and used his strength to guide the halberd towards Soshiyang's blade.
With a bang, the two weapons collided together, emitting dazzling sparks.
After missing a hit, the two of them almost didn't pause for a moment, and immediately turned their weapons, one upward, the other downward, with the momentum of trying to tear the opponent into pieces.
The man took two steps back, then turned the bone flute in his hand and turned it into a gilded thin sword.
He first stabbed Soshyan's sword blade and deflected it, then tilted his head to the left to avoid the whizzing chain saw, and then came out with the sword again, stabbing Talos's hands accurately.
"ah!"
Feeling the strong sting, Talos subconsciously let go of the weapon. At this time, Khayon took his place, and the sickle-shaped sword went straight to the man's neck, but could not even touch the man's robe.
Talos gasped for air and shook his hands. He felt as if he had been bitten by a giant insect, but when he looked down, his gauntlets were intact, but his hands were still numb.
But he still gritted his teeth and picked up the weapon again, and together with Soshyan and Kayan, they fought with the mysterious man, but even though they tried their best, they still couldn't touch each other.
As time went by, the more he fought Soshiyang, the more frightened he became. He asked himself that no opponent he had ever encountered could not be defeated by three people working together, but the man in front of him seemed to be able to do it with ease. Not only was his swordsmanship so high that it was almost extraordinary,
His strength and speed were even higher than those of the Space Marines, and he easily defused their attacks with his clothes flying.
Is this guy a Custodes? Or a Primarch?
It can’t be the Emperor himself!
Just as the four people were fighting fiercely, the man's free left hand suddenly became claw-like, and then he waved violently.
A phantom of golden claws suddenly passed through the void, directly lifting Khayon and Talos into the air, and hit the walls and equipment heavily.
Suoshiyang was shocked and subconsciously used gray marrow.
His speed suddenly increased, and the sword blade slashed towards the opponent's head from top to bottom.
Click——
But what shocked him was that the opponent's left hand was once again covered with the phantom of the huge golden claws, and he grabbed his sword in mid-air.
Then, before Soshiyang could react, the other party suddenly took a step forward, and the golden thin sword in his hand was poured into his chest at lightning speed!