If you want to say which kind of alien Soshyan hates the most, then there is only one answer to this question——
Necron!
It was them who brought the once prosperous Astral Knights to the brink of destruction in an instant.
It was them who killed Soshyan's familiar comrades and superiors.
It was them who suddenly transformed him from an ordinary sergeant into a chapter leader, and got him involved in a whirlpool that he could not have imagined.
It was they who made Soshyan Alexey what he is today, so he has only one attitude towards these aliens!
"Destroy them! Leave no one behind!!"
Soshyan raised the Holy Sword high, and behind him, Land Raiders, Predator tanks, and Sikaran battle tanks simultaneously released countless artillery shells, lasers, and missiles at the largest pyramid, and the Thunder Eagles in the sky also
Concentrated fire was fired.
Roaring plasma penetrated the vibrating air, continuous artillery fire swept through the entire pyramid, and the force field attached to the pyramid made a harsh explosion, but as the last ray of flame went out.
The other war machines seized the opportunity and began to focus fire on the unshielded pyramid.
Its armor was extremely thick. Under their attack, the metal-like rock collapsed, but no substantial damage was caused.
As long as they break through this pyramid, they can join the Lamenters, and the chance is fleeting.
"Come in!"
A blizzard of lasers and bullets rained down, and Soshyan began to charge despite the hail of bullets.
Then, the killing began.
He jumped over the pile of corpses and killed an immortal with a single shot from his plasma pistol, causing the latter's head to melt instantly.
More green beams of light whizzed past him, but Suoshiyang turned a blind eye as the Holy Flame Sword roared in his palm.
He jumped over the huge crater, completely ignoring the squirming remains of the undead at the bottom of the crater. The moment he landed, he stepped hard on the head of an undead with his iron boots.
"You are about to die!"
Soshiyang roared and rushed into the alien group. He swung the Sheng Yan Sword violently, the blade biting deeply into the solid active metal, and sparks suddenly flew everywhere.
Sometimes he lightly wields his long sword to cut off the enemy's head, and sometimes he strikes hard to split the enemy's body. It can be said that his moves are deadly and he kills them in great numbers.
But the undead warriors are still fearless.
Although Space Marines are also said to be fearless, that is because their transformation and training have allowed them to downplay this emotion, or transform it into a more effective role.
However, they can still feel fear.
But these soulless machines have no such feeling at all. The part of their brains responsible for preserving emotions has long been turned into a simple logical circuit, and their owners can completely control most of their actions by simply flipping a switch.
No matter what they were once, they are now just dolls fighting to the death.
Among the aliens, the fiery red blade obliterated everything that dared to face Soshyan. Unknowingly, his armor was splashed with liquid active metal.
But what Soshyan didn't notice was that these active metals did not slip off his body, but instead adhered to his body and even suspended in the air around him. It was just the fierce battle that left Soshyan unable to pay attention.
"die!"
Soshyan split open the two soulless slaves with all his strength.
At this time, a huge monster with three legs and a sharp blade ran out of the pyramid gate.
Soshyan turned around and slashed at the opponent with his sword.
The Sheng Yan Sword was blocked by the opponent's phase blade, but countless active metals roared out from around Soshyan like bullets, instantly shattering the structure into pieces.
"this--"
Soshyan was stunned for a few seconds, but the battlefield did not give him time to think.
Amid the shouts, his soldiers also followed him.
In an instant, guns fired and air currents roared.
Death follows us everywhere, but the warriors are content with it. They are death itself, and their bolters play the drumbeat of death.
For some reason, Soshiyang seemed to be able to hear the wails of the undead, which made his gums itchy, but the annoying wails still scratched his ears.
Suddenly, a soldier disappeared in the flickering green light, and his charred arm fell in front of Soshyan - he still held the bolter tightly before dying and emptied the magazine inside.
Soshyan was stunned.
The severed limb reminded him of the World Engine, of the harm the aliens had inflicted on his blood brothers.
For a moment, he became furious.
A cold curse surged from his spine——
"Come in! Kill them all!"
He roared angrily, and his warriors gladly obeyed, slaughtering the soulless machines as if they were slaughtering a herd of helpless livestock.
Soshyan continued to advance, fighting without stopping.
Every time he destroyed an alien, he felt a burst of intense joy, and for some reason, those mechanical necromancers seemed to be afraid.
Although they couldn't be identified from their appearance, Soshyan could feel that they were afraid!
Their arms began to tremble, the muzzles they aimed at themselves began to waver, and some even fell to the ground at the slightest touch——
For a moment, he almost turned into a humanoid harvester, galloping wantonly in the wilderness full of weeds.
The Sheng Yan Sword was swung into a large figure eight, creating an open space around him, and a crazy desire to kill surged in his body.
For a moment, Soshyan fought bloody battles with his completely unfettered power, turning into an unstoppable engine of destruction. Nothing could resist him.
A large amount of liquid metal surrounded him, and the gray marrow sang loudly in his veins, forming a ruthless silver wave. It was only because he rushed too deep that the other warriors were not shocked by this scene.
At this moment, Soshyan was like a living hurricane, his sharp blade hovering and falling, leaving only destruction behind him.
Just like that, almost alone, he fought his way into the huge pyramid, leaving the soldiers far behind.
In the pyramid, the Lich Guards staggered out. They rushed towards the terrible destroyer at the command of their master. These elite warriors were all equipped with vicious melee weapons.
In an instant, the light of swords and shadows covered the dark interior of the pyramid.
"Go to hell!!"
Soshyan straightened his body. He was lifting the veil of death. He wanted these soulless machines to see clearly what the truly complete and terrifying power was.
The burning blood-red blade split a Lich Guard into two pieces from head to toe. Then, he turned around and knocked down another enemy with a punch.
This is the core of the Tomb of the Dead, filled with vicious beetle machines and wraith machines that phase their attacks through the solid walls like antibodies attacking a virus invading the living body.
Lich Guards, Crypt Worms, Crypt Spiders——
Countless aliens appeared in front of Soshyan, but without exception, they were as brittle as a piece of paper, as if Soshyan had another innate power that could annihilate them.
When he broke into the core area of the pyramid, he was surrounded by active metal several meters thick and as sharp as a blade.
This cold and ominous space is located under the black pyramid. Here, surrounded by a circle of whispering sarcophagi emitting ghostly lightning, right in the center of the icy mist and a ring of strange obelisks stands
A huge high platform, a tall figure holding a metal staff and a dark cloak behind his shoulders is standing on it——