"Soshiyang, I didn't expect you to be a very good swordsman."
"Instructor Sol."
Seeing Sol walking step by step, Soshyan just nodded, then reached out and picked up the wet towel handed by the little angel beside him, and wiped his face.
In the past, he only had respect and trust for Sol, but since he knew that he was actually one of those people, his attitude towards Sol has become a bit complicated. This is why he has not seen Sol alone for so long since he came back.
.
If the other party has been acting from the beginning, then he really doesn't know how to face this ancient warrior who is both a teacher and a friend.
Thor smiled, then summoned the weapon rack and picked up two double swords.
"We haven't sparred for a long time, haven't we?"
Soshyan nodded.
"Yes."
"Then, let's do it once and see how far you have reached."
Thor, like Soshyan, also did not wear armor, but only wore brown training uniforms, which made Soshyan hesitate.
As if reading his thoughts, Thor smiled and said:
"Are you afraid of hurting me? Don't worry, I'm not as fragile as you think."
Before he finished speaking, his sword struck Soshiyang's neck like a winding snake.
Although he was surprised, Soshyan narrowly avoided the fatal blow at the last moment, and then he picked up the giant sword and hit Thor.
Thor avoided the blow with extremely fast steps. His swords flashed out twice and struck Soshiyang's head as fast as mercury, forcing Soshiyang to change the direction of his sword to block this blow.
hit.
The next moment, he suddenly raised his arm, slapped Thor's sword away, and then slammed it down.
Thor closed the sword blade above his head, blocked the downward sword, and then slid to the side.
"Terrible power, Soshyan, for you now, it seems that skills have little meaning."
Although Thor said it with a smile, his hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.
Soshyan raised his sword, with the blade parallel to his face, and stared at Thor.
"So do you want to continue?"
Sol smiled without saying a word and rushed forward again. Soshyan took a stance, but the opponent stretched out his left hand and the sword struck from a weird angle, so he blocked to the right.
After missing a hit, Thor spun wildly, stepped forward, turned around again, and the shining sword blades in his hands drew silver arcs, gradually forming a net of sword light.
At this moment, his swordsmanship is flawless, every movement is perfect, every posture is absolutely balanced, cutting, stabbing, parrying and counterattacking are all done at his fingertips, the sword is like an extension of his body.
Soshyan assumed a defensive posture, stood firm, held the sword tightly with both hands, and used the thick blade to block every blow from Thor.
Finally, he found an opportunity, rotated the hilt of the sword in his hand, drew a flashing arc, and knocked Thor off balance with a heavy blow.
When he took a step forward and was about to use the hilt of his sword to disarm his opponent, the sword in Thor's right hand suddenly flew upward in an arc, pointing directly at Soshyan, so fast that he was almost caught off guard.
Soshyan quickly changed his posture, but the speed was not enough. The tip of the sword passed through his clothes and made a gash in his clothes.
But what surprised him more was not this -
"Instructor Sol, you——"
At this time, Thor's whole body was covered in azure flames with a hint of golden light, and even his eyes were burning, but his clothes were still intact, as if those flames were not fire in reality.
"Soshyan, if you think that with your current power you can ignore everything, you are wrong."
After that, he rushed forward suddenly, his feet almost turned into streaks of light. Soshiyang raised his sword to block, but he felt like he was facing a cannonball with every blow.
The opponent's strength has increased more than ten times!
"This is......"
The stunned Soshyan stepped back again and again, feeling as if something had changed in Thor's body. Something deeply buried in the soul of the Emperor's Son swordsman was released at this moment, completely stretched and reborn.
The next moment, the flames on Thor's body surged to the extreme, and then quickly converged, turning into a set of gorgeous black and purple power armor. The shoulder armor was carved into the shape of an eagle's wings, and the helmet was carved into the shape of an eagle's skull.
The emblem on the front is also a double-headed eagle with only a skeleton left.
But for some reason, Thor's process of conjuring this armor made Soshyan somewhat familiar.
"You have gained Asuryan's power."
Thor's whisper rang in Soshiyang's ears. He turned around suddenly, with two double swords approaching his face, so he swung his sword to attack, and then took a step back.
"You must know a lot about it too."
Soshiyang stared at the other party and said in a deep voice:
"Instructor Sol, I still call you that, because when I took over the battle group and was confused and ignorant, you gave me a lot of guidance. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am now. I even regard you as my mentor, but
I don't want this to be just a scam."
Thor stood five meters away from Soshyan, and the dark eyes in the skull helmet seemed to be staring into his soul.
Then, he made a sound that was neither sad nor happy.
"What if your life is a scam from beginning to end."
"Then I will live according to my own will."
"But what if carrying out this scam is your mission? You are an Astartes, shouldn't your mission be everything in your life? Does your love already override your oath and mission?"
Soshyan narrowed his eyes slightly, then suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the Sky Eagle emblem hanging high in the training ground.
"Then let the Emperor himself tell me! Is this deception my mission?"
Thor shook his head and suddenly let go of his hand. His swords fell to the ground with two clangs, and then the armor on his body dissipated like clouds of smoke.
"Didn't you see Him?"
Soshiyang was slightly startled when he heard this, and Sol then added:
"The confused one."
"The Beguiler...He is really—"
"At least He can represent."
Soshyan then inserted the sword into the floor and walked to Thor.
"Instructor Sol, are you...really Sol?"
Sol smiled and pinched his face.
"It's not makeup, right? You didn't find any traces of psychic energy on my body, so the changeling spirit must not be that powerful."
"I mean--"
Sol closed his eyes slightly and nodded.
"I told you when I first met you... Sol Tarvitz is dead, died in the flames of Isstvan."
At this moment, through Sol's old-man-like turbid eyes, Soshyan seemed to see something.
There were more than 100 warriors who were in embarrassment and covered in pain. They gathered in a dilapidated temple, wearing armor with different colors - the Sons of Horus, the Sons of the Emperor, and even a few lost World Eaters.
By.
Thor stood silently in front of the team. The purple paint on his armor had peeled off, and his face covered in mud looked extremely tired. He was surrounded by soldiers who died with him with honor.
The flash of explosion bloomed in the distance, meteors pierced the dark clouds overhead, and bright stars could be seen through the holes they tore.
"Did we teach them a lesson, Captain?"
A soldier asked:
"Does this all make sense?"
"Yes, we taught them a lesson they won't forget."
A bomb crashed into the palace and the loyal soldiers didn't drop to the ground or run for cover - that meant nothing.
Pillars of flames soared into the sky from all over the palace, approaching them unstoppably.