The power of the big demon is very astonishing. Snickering winds and subspace evil waves surge out of it like water bursting from a dam. The Phoenix Lord of Dark Death doesn't have much time to react. He can only retreat quickly and fire fiercely with the gun in his hand.
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A dazzling spiritual light spurted out from the muzzle of the gun, and the demon suddenly turned on the spot, and the blade in his hand formed a barrier, directly scattering the opponent's firepower.
Then, with a speed and grace that was completely inconsistent with his size, the big demon raised his legs high and turned forward. The two swords in his hands launched a fatal and coherent attack, which was both blasphemous and graceful, and was highly similar to the combat skills of the Eldar.
The Phoenix Lord's response was to suddenly eject two threads from his armor, hooking him to a high place. Then he fired continuously with the rifle in his hand, firing out a large number of bullets. Then, when the opponent's blade caught up with him, he suddenly sank again.
Then, his gun suddenly deformed, and the muzzle was torn open on both sides, and then a torrent that could tear apart the soul spewed out of the barrel.
At the last moment, the demon twisted its body in a strange manner and barely avoided the shot, but one of its arms had been wiped off and smoke was rising from the wound.
"It's really dangerous~"
The demon still spoke in a sweet voice that was neither male nor female, but the anger in it was already rising.
"Your torture will increase a lot in the future."
After saying that, it rolled towards the opponent like a whirlwind. The Phoenix Lord wanted to continue to distance himself, but countless demons were already coming from behind him——
For demons, the so-called honor is a joke, especially the demons of Slaanesh.
The Phoenix Lord, who had lost the space to turn, could only quickly shoot a web behind him to tear apart the small demons. Then, when the opponent's blade approached, he wielded Morgantar and used the scythe at the muzzle to fight against the enemy's blade.
But his strength did not stop the furious blow, and with a bang, the Phoenix Lord's legs sank into the floor until his knees.
Veronica gently pulled Soshyan's arm next to her, and her voice rang in the other person's ears.
"Husband, since he is here, it means he has the means to leave."
"I know, I'm looking for an opportunity -"
After saying that, he slowly drew out the Yanyang Sword, while golden masks covered his face from both sides.
"superior!"
With a roar of pleasure, the Keeper of Secrets slashed his sword towards the Phoenix Lord's neck, while the other's arms were already tightly hugged by two succubi.
But along with the bright light and scorching flames, the huge Keeper of Secrets got a heavy bite from behind, then flew through the air with a funny gesture, and crashed into the auditorium of the theater.
At the same time, a green wave rippled, and all the demons surrounding the Phoenix Lord were knocked away and shattered in mid-air.
"Um?"
Mo Ganla turned around in surprise and saw a magnificent ancient warrior wearing a golden mask and a noble and beautiful queen appearing behind him.
After his body stiffened for a moment, under the shocked gazes of Soshyan and Veronica, the Phoenix Lord slowly knelt down, leaning on his spear like a praying knight.
"Finally...the prophecy is not false!"
"Let's prophesy later."
Soshyan threw down a bad Ada language, rushed forward, and then effortlessly blocked the Keeper's blow directed at the Phoenix Lord with the sword in his hand.
Sparks curled up between the violently scraped blades, and Soshiyang used the impact to push himself upwards. The brand-new gray marrow shook invisible ripples around him, triggering the demon's howl of pain:
"Who are you!! What is this-ahhhh!!!"
Without saying a word, Soshiyang rotated his wrist, changed his grip, and stabbed the secret keeper's head with the sword from above.
The opponent immediately stepped back, and the blades of the three arms were crossed together, blocking the mysterious man's attack like a shield.
In response, the demon twirled its elegant blade in a series of dizzying movements.
"Who are you?"
That weird power had already turned the demon's gelatinous purple skin blue, and his elegant silk robe was fluttering crazily beside him.
"Tastes like a rough human being."
"Your senses are quite sharp."
Soshyan raised his sword again.
"But the strength is not very good, not as good as the lowest Khorne warriors."
Soshyan's words completely angered the demon, and with a roar, it launched an attack on the bastard who despised him, and a series of measured movements turned into crazy slashes.
Soshyan, on the other hand, calmly responded to the enemy's attack.
After blocking the dazzling blade, he lowered his head and stabbed hard, forcing the opponent to parry, and at the same time he hit the big demon's jaw, all in an instant.
The demon turned back and immediately felt a fine stinging pain pass through his cheek.
The Keeper of Secrets did not bleed. Even so, the damage he felt far exceeded the severity of the wound itself.
For the first time in his long life, the secret keeper discovered that he might be in real danger. Fear and resentment intertwined in his heart, and the burning heat produced by their struggle brought stinging pain to his cold body.
"Just a Ada!!!!"
The secret keeper crossed his sword blades again, pointing directly at Soshyan's throat, trying to lock the opponent's sword with the two blades, and then cut off the opponent's neck.
But a shocking scene happened. Soshyan just opened his palm and directly caught the blow with his gauntlet.
The demon tried to pull the sword back, but the blade remained motionless, stuck firmly in the opponent's hand like a ship trapped by a reef.
"I was just thinking why your attack looked so soft, but I didn't expect...it was really so."
Soshiyang said it very easily, but he was also shocked by his current strength. His initial idea was to slap away the opponent's weapon - although this was also outrageous, it was far less outrageous than directly using the sword with bare hands.
Then, Soshiyang jumped up suddenly and kicked the big devil's mouth and nose with one foot.
"How can it be----"
A dazzling light spot first appeared in the demon's field of vision, and then a roar filled its ear canal. When it reacted, its huge body had fallen backwards to the ground.
Then, pain tore through the Keeper's body.
He had never felt anything like this, so strong, so terrifying.
The Demon is not sure where he was hit. He only knows that he was seriously injured. His upper body, yes, his shoulder. Prince of Darkness, his body may be experiencing pain and destruction.
The secret keeper lowered his head and whimpered. The broad-edged Yanyang Sword was embedded in his shoulder. It had been completely penetrated, passing through the flesh, bones, and soul, and diagonally cut open the big demon's chest.
It panted rapidly and moved its eyes wildly. It wanted to escape but found that it could not move.
"What on earth are you——"
"I am your disaster! As for you, you will never want to return to your master again."
After saying that, Soshiyang suddenly raised the sword, and the Yanyang Sword instantly burst out with destructive power. The supernatural explosion razed the entire theater to the ground, scattered the demons, and turned the spirit bone building into smoldering rubble.
crumbs.
The Keeper tried to open his throat, but no sound came out. He looked down at the waterfall of blood on his chest and realized that his chest had been wiped directly below.
Soshyan stepped on the face of the secret keeper with a boot, and when he swung the heavy blade towards the opponent's neck, the soul of the secret keeper fell into darkness, and it could no longer hear the song of the Prince of Darkness.