Chapter 1923 The Head of Two Hundred Swordsmen (Part 2)
"You will die soon!!!!!"
Lucius roared and rushed forward, overflowing resentment condensing on his sword blade. He slashed at the opponent crazily, and the man dodged sideways in front of his sword, then responded quickly and briefly while spinning.
Between his body, he resisted three tomahawk strikes from the tentacles.
The sword blades collided fiercely between them, creating even more intense sparks and fighting spirit.
Suddenly, Lucius's sword thrust forward, and at the same time, the tentacles wrapped around the battle ax rotated in circles and struck the opponent's head from behind.
But the opponent suddenly turned around, exposing his back to him, and then the sword in his hand passed between the two axes, cutting off the tip of the tentacle.
Lucius hesitated for a moment, then accelerated, but the moment he pierced the opponent's body, he was blocked by the blade of another sword.
As the yellow silk fell, a shining Chanabar saber was revealed, which blocked Lucius's sword.
Lucius opened his mouth slightly in shock, and the man suddenly turned around, holding the Holy Flame Sword in his forehand and the Chanabar Saber in his backhand, and walked around Lucius as if dancing some kind of dance, Lucius
Si Ye instinctively chopped it out.
After a brief metal collision, the two stopped ten meters away from each other, with their backs facing each other.
When the two of them turned around together, Lucius glanced at the notches on the other's shoulder armor and showed a nervous smile, but his smile immediately froze.
The Immortal's eyes widened and he lowered his head slightly, only to see five deep sword marks on his chest and abdomen, with thick, dark black blood spurting out from inside.
At this moment, Caesar finally understood that this person was not Thor. Thor definitely did not have this kind of sword skills and strength. There was only one person in the entire Third Legion who had this ability——
The former legion pharmacist trembled his lips and spat out the name.
"The leader of the two hundred swordsmen. The second company commander, Akulduna!"
The mysterious warrior pointed his sword at the gloomy-looking Lucius and said slowly:
"Lucius, I said that your biggest enemy is yourself. The essence of your strong self-esteem is cowardice, which can easily be transformed into inferiority and mania by failure. Just like now, your heart is wavering, so your sword
Too."
Lucius's scarred face twitched a few times, and there was no expression on his face, even his eyes, only crazy.
Then, he pressed the pressure plate on his arm, and all the medicines in the medicine shelf behind him were instantly pumped into his body, dyeing his skin and blood vessels unnatural red and purple.
"ha--"
Lucius opened his mouth full of fangs, spit out a mouthful of white mist, and then he disappeared from the spot, seemingly not appearing at all.
Almost at the moment Lucius disappeared, Amnak turned around smoothly, stabbed out with his left hand, slashed with his right arm, blocked the shining blade of Ral, and knocked away the magic whip that had grasped the battle ax again.
"Die! Die! Die!"
Lucius only has one thought left now: kill the man in front of him, kill the guy who destroyed his perfection!
He has abandoned all skills and swordsmanship, completely letting his instinct control the fighting process, pushing his speed and ferocity to the extreme. It was precisely with this primitive but brutal enough tactic that he defeated Thousand Sons' legendary swordsman Sa
Nacht.
Unfortunately, what he met was a master who was good at taming "savages". The opponent also abandoned conventional sword skills and only responded to every attack in the most appropriate and suitable way. This flexible response made Lucius crazy.
There is absolutely no place to play.
The two of them fought all the way from near the throne to the console, smashing a bunch of cogitators, and then moved to the trophy stand, knocking down rows of piled skulls and various weapons, as well as some Slaanesh Succubi wanted.
He joined in the fun, but as soon as he got close, he was immediately dismembered on the spot by frantic blades, and purple bodily fluids sprayed on the walls and floor.
The entire bridge seemed to be trembling and trembling due to the battle between the two.
But gradually, the effect of the medicine began to wear off, Lucius's hands and feet began to become heavy, his vision began to become blurred, and he was even unable to keep up with the agility of his opponent.
In the end, he was unable to parry the opponent's sword and could only believe that his enchanted armor could withstand the impact.
The blade of the sword scratched the shoulder armor. Lucius staggered and barely withstood it, then struggled to use the Ral Blade to block the opponent's saber attack on the unarmored neck, and then gritted his teeth and swallowed it with a groan.
With a slashing attack to the side, the moment the opponent approached him, Lucius relaxed his suppression of the souls bound to the armor.
This is his last resort.
In the blink of an eye, every wailer clinging to his broken armor screamed, releasing their pent-up malice and hatred with a deafening crescendo. The sound waves visible to the naked eye even shattered most of the bridge.
The facility, as well as the Slaanesh succubi, including some Slaanesh warriors, all knelt down under the strong sound.
Amnak was also impacted and staggered back a few steps, as if he had been struck by a thunder hammer.
Lucius squeezed out the last of his strength, followed the downward trajectory of the Sheng Yan Sword with amazing agility, and at the same time dodged the fierce attack of the pursuing saber, and then immediately spun back up.
Arriving behind the opponent, he swung the sharp blade directly at the opponent's neck with perfect timing, trying to kill this nightmare in an instant.
However, this was just a small trap. Amnak's seemingly affected speed suddenly increased. Lucius's fatal blow only touched the corner of the opponent's helmet and did not get close to the opponent's neck at all.
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Lucius, who failed, could not control his body shape at all, and instinctively fell forward, but was stopped by the opponent's kick.
The heavy iron boots kicked the Immortal, and the champion of Slaanesh was immediately thrown away with a terrifying loud noise. The bang was like an explosion and knocked down a lot of shattered facilities, followed by violent tumbling.
Then he rolled into the pile of corpses.
that's all--
Lucius the Immortal lost.
This was not his first failure, but it was the first time that he was completely humiliated. It was even more humiliating than the time Sharokin defeated him.
"Save the Immortal quickly!"
The Nashikai Brigade and Lucius have already established a soul contract. They cannot sit back and watch the Immortal be killed again, otherwise he will most likely take revenge on everyone present when he is resurrected.
Amnak turned around to face the surging enemy group, hardly staying in any position for more than half a second. All the bombs he fired hit him far away.
In the blink of an eye, he spun and rushed in front of Kasodos. This noise warrior used to lead a warband called the Ring of Purity. He was later captured to Commorragh, and was rescued by Lucius to join the Flawless Blade.
He was the commander of the 318th company during the legion period, but now he is just a monster who can only make weird screams.
But his cry ended at this moment. Amnak knocked the scimitar from the opponent's hand, and struck the Noise Warrior's body with a left hand blow, and Kasodos barely had time to react.
The chaotic noise was covered by a crisp sound, which was the echo of the collision of steel and steel.
By the time Kasodos came to his senses, he had already been knocked away, his breastplate was split, and the blow just now almost cut the whole man in half.
When he hit the ground, the Noise Warrior was lifeless.