Facing the oncoming opponent, Honor forced the Necrontyr Lord to roar in front of Soshyan on the command boat. More than a dozen Gauss Rippers were screaming madly at Soshyan, beating the immortals around him.
It broke into pieces, but could not scratch his armor.
"die!"
The moment Soshyan jumped up, his momentum became unstoppable, and even the Necrontyr around the jumping point were blown aside like saplings.
The Necrontyr commander desperately waved his weapon to resist. However, the moment Fen Tian stabbed into his chest, its power was comparable to the impact of an asteroid. The amulet protecting the owner collapsed the moment it was activated, and it did not save it.
.
With a bang, the command boat exploded directly.
A few seconds later, there were no more moving Necrontyrs around, and Fentian was leaning on the burning debris.
Soshyan lifted the broken body with one hand, then reached out to take off the eternal runes on the opponent's chest - many undead lords' exoskeletons will have eternal runes drawn from purple red stone and diamond, which greatly increases the armor's hardness and undeadness.
Structural integrity of the epidermis.
And he collected this just to bring it back and let the Bonesingers use it to decorate Veronica's chariot. This is what the Necrontyr should end up with, and their skulls will be recovered after the war.
Become an eternal hero on the Avesta bridge.
One day, the heads of all the so-called overlords and kings of the Necrontyr will appear there, including Szarak!
Suddenly, many scattered fragments poured into his consciousness like floods hitting a dry canyon. It seemed like billions of pleas, murmurs, pain, fear, joy, hatred... Soshyan didn't know what was going on.
It was as if the Necrontyr memories spoke to him all at once, chattering to him, as had happened occasionally since arriving on this ship.
Although this actually didn't cause any pain, Soshyan still felt extremely uncomfortable. Sometimes when he was fighting, the cold metal faces would suddenly turn into flesh-and-blood faces, and those haggard Necrontyr civilians were crying.
She reached out to him for relief.
This is also the reason why he will become more and more hateful to those Necrontyr nobles, but he always feels that something is not right...
And this time it was even more intense.
Suddenly, a stinging pain came from his chest. Soshiyang staggered back, grabbing Fen Tiancai to stop.
He lowered his head and saw marks on his armor for the first time. What hurt him?
Then a force hit his forehead slightly, causing a stinging pain that made him take another step back.
It's a gunman!
He opened his blurry eyes and looked around, but he could only see countless people in ragged clothes walking towards him with their thin hands stretched out and crying in despair.
"Get out! Get out of here!"
Soshyan brandished his weapons angrily, slashing and piercing. He wanted to find those who attacked him——
"Well?"
Two more blows, almost hitting his neck.
"Hiding somewhere?"
Soshyan shook his head vigorously, trying to dispel these illusions, but not only was it useless, but it also became more and more serious. At this time, he had left the battleship and stood in an abandoned desert city shrouded in a bloody sunset, surrounded by people.
It is a collapsed and decaying mud house, and in the distance is a huge black pyramid.
There is a trace of blood red left on the undulating horizon. The huge red sun sets in the west and shines out a few long beams of afterglow, bidding farewell to the earth.
As for himself, he stood at the feet of two huge statues. He looked around at the sand dunes and felt something strange. He seemed to be in an illusion. He should still be on the Necrontyr's ship.
But what exactly led him to such an environment?
But he couldn't be sure. An uneasy feeling crept into his heart. Soshiyang looked up at the two hundred-meter-high statues. Their faces were carved with thick lines, and their noses could hardly be distinguished.
The ears are not clear, and the wide mouth is just a hole.
A pair of clear-cut eyes appear extremely prominent and uncoordinated on the entire face. The diamond-shaped pupils and the veins on the iris are very eye-catching.
Even the figure of the statue is very uneven, even surprising: the torso and arms are very long, but the legs are short and thin.
Just as Soshyan stared at them, these two huge statues suddenly lowered their heads and stared at him. Their faces immediately changed, one turned into a cunning smile, and the other turned into a gloomy face of death.
The appearance has also changed. One is a golden giant covered with energy ribbons, and the other is a strange god of death holding a sickle and shrouded in an ominous black robe.
McPheterland...
Azagorod...
Suddenly, his thigh was burned by something, as if it had been roasted on a fire. Soshyan quickly stepped back, calmed down, and glanced around.
[If you haven’t realized how to become a god, don’t try to master the power of god]
A voice he had not heard for a long time made Soshiyang's eyes widen like bells, but the moment he turned around, he only saw a glimpse of a tall figure under a towering leafless tree, and then he returned to the place full of wreckage.
The place.
Not far to his left, three sneaky figures were pointing guns at him.
Mark of death, Soshyan immediately realized what had just attacked him. He touched his neck and forehead where he had been shot, and there was still some burning and stinging pain there.
This made him grit his teeth slightly. For a long time, he almost forgot the feeling of pain.
He even had to thank these killers. He was once very familiar with pain, which was also a mark of his "humanity". They awakened him again.
"Thank you very much."
After saying this with a smile, Soshyan took action, and among all the dimensional optical sensors of the death mark, their targets only "seemed" to move. Maybe, he disappeared after all.
In other words, this movement is like a flash, only a few thousandths of a second.
This is beyond the understanding of the Death Marks. After all, their marks can sense and track targets in any terrain, regardless of distance, darkness, fog, walls, even in the five-dimensional space.
But this time it was useless. Under their tactical logic, their instinct was to open the pocket space and prepare to get in and wait for the next attack.
With a click, the head of the first Death Mark was torn off its body along with its spine, and then another group of Death Marks appeared, raising their weapons and shooting.
When the head of the second Death Mark was hammered directly into the chest, the third one had already gotten into the dimensional pocket.
But what it didn't expect was that in its absolutely safe and confidential dimensional secret room, a big hand suddenly reached out, strangled it by the neck, dragged it out of its dimensional pocket, and forced it to travel through the dimension.
The body was twisted in unimaginable horror, and when it hit the ground, only a black twisted spiral metal waste was left.
There were only fifteen Death Marks participating in the attack this time, and three were destroyed in just three seconds. This shocked the calm minds of the Death Marks for the first time. In order to protect them, more immortals
Repairmen were sent over, many of which had been repaired two or even three times, and a new wave of metal rushed towards Soshyan.
And he just held Fentian and swept across in a large arc, and he already had a way to deal with those death mark snipers, or he already knew their secrets. When they reorganized their shooting in the distance, Sosh
Yang releases violent dimensional lightning, but these lightning are not fleeting, but form small dimensional points, and constantly release extraordinary power from between dimensions, tearing apart the real space, rattling, and "closing
"This is the escape route for the Marks of Death.
They can no longer hide in their own dimensional pockets and will face Soshiyang's wrath...