Chapter 407 Gray Eagle vs. Black Phoenix

Style: Fantasy Author: MogdrogenWords: 2575Update Time: 24/02/20 10:28:25
The moment the roar of the rapid-fire cannon sounded, the Phoenix Lord had already begun to take action.

She transformed into a blurry shadow running like velvet in the rain, the sound of explosions chasing her heels, causing the stones at her feet to shatter like a hurricane.

In the blink of an eye, she left Talos's side, but she did not leave this place. Instead, she released the shadow to protect herself.

Then, the Thunderhawk's nose stopped roaring, and a giant fell first, then the second.

Talos raised his head and looked at the two strangers with his eyes that were stained red with blood.

One is wearing a Terminator and the other is wearing power armor.

Their paints were all silver-gray, and their logos were unknown to Savita, but the complete eagle emblems on their bodies were enough to tell him the identities of these people.

Talos tried to stand up, but gave up after trying once.

He closed his eyes, and every time his heart beat, he felt a faint throbbing in his skull, and then he stretched out his injured prosthetic hand tremblingly to activate the communicator on his collar.

"Owner."

When he activated it, a voice came over the roar of the engine, waveform distortion masking all timbre and tonal changes.

"We arrived in time."

"Are you so anxious to get a reward or redemption from your new master? What did they promise you? A legal identity?"

Talos made a mocking sound. This was not the first time he had been betrayed, but this time it made him particularly uncomfortable.

"Master, I..."

"Go away, you're already making me feel sick, Seven."

When Talos glanced at the gunship again he could see the two figures more clearly, sitting side by side on the navigator's seat.

"You are officially dismissed from service to me, Imperial Septimus."

Talos mumbled the words, then chuckled again.

"the second time."

The gunboats were parked in the air, their engines roaring horribly, and the hot wind howled over the battlements.

After that, the husky voice on the communicator was female.

"Talos..."

"Run, escape from here, stay away from the death that this world brings, escape to the safest place in the empire, that will be your salvation... But remember what I said, we are all slaves to fate, if Valier can Escape from this crazy place alive, he will come for that child one day, no matter where you run to."

"The empire's fleet is coming, and he may never have a chance."

Talos' laughter finally died away, but he kept smiling.

"I hope so."

At this time, the Phoenix Lord, who was forced into the shadows, suddenly let out a scream, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps, and then the figures of wailing banshees holding sharp blades appeared from all over the battlements.

"You are not in the prophecy."

She stared at the two approaching figures and let out an annoyed growl.

The thick Terminator showed its outline in the rain. The armor was cast from Talisman composite metal, and craftsmen spent hundreds of hours to perfectly layer and reinforce it.

His face was covered by a gorgeous mask, and there was an iron halo behind his head. The red sword held tightly in one hand flashed with electric light, and the power field made a charging sound. In the other hand, there was a rare storm shield. This barrier was like a An eagle stands sideways in front, spreading its wings to protect the holder.

This storm shield is also one of only two in the Astral Knight's arsenal.

"Eldar——"

This is also the first time Soshyan has observed the Eldar at such a close range.

In the rain curtain, not far away, the female spirit race wearing dark copper-colored armor and a strange face looked not much shorter than herself. Her slender limbs and torso were full of power, and the black hair on the back of her head stood proudly. It was not wet by the rain, and the black spear in her hand was as bright as a beacon even in the heavy rain.

A warrior's instinct told him that this was a ruthless character.

"No matter what, the Prophet must die!!!"

Soshyan couldn't understand the alien's words, but he thought it must not be a nice thing to say, and it might even be a greeting to their ancestors.

So he responded with a roar.

"I am the end of the aliens!"

Sol next to him calmly said to him:

"You go deal with those banshees and don't let them get close to the prophet. I'll deal with Jaan Zar."

"good."

After saying that, Soshyan started running, and the banshees also let out a scream and pounced towards him.

The collision between the two sides was fierce from the beginning.

The four banshees rushed forward at the same time, stabbing forward with the sharp blades in their hands, while the other two struck hard and slashed at Soshyan's arms with a scream.

Soshyan took his time and used his shield to withstand the four onslaughts from the front - his boots created a spark on the ground as he slid back.

Soshyan was surprised that these seemingly slender female aliens actually possessed such huge power.

Then, the Sheng Yan Sword turned into a fleeting shadow at the moment it was swung, and instantly pierced the abdomen of the Eldar attacking on his right, releasing a storm-like power in a burst of light energy.

The Eldar's waist exploded directly, and in the deafening screams, pieces of flesh and blood flew out in all directions.

Then Soshyan swung his arm to the left, knocking the second banshee into the ground with a crashing sound.

The banshees failed to take it by force, so they planned to trap Soshyan. They began to harass non-stop like a pack of wolves, retreating, attacking again, and retreating again.

At this time, the shortcoming of the Terminator's slight bulkiness became apparent. These aliens jumping around were as slippery as eels. Soshi Yangkong had a lot of strength but could not use it. He could only turn around and be on guard.

On the other side, Thor also decisively fought against the Phoenix Lord.

The battle between the two sides entered a fever pitch from the beginning, turning into two blurry afterimages in the rain curtain, constantly colliding, separating, and colliding again.

This is the most difficult battle that Thor has encountered since he met Soshyan.

As the Phoenix Lord, Jarn Zar's martial arts are at the highest level even in the galaxy, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is even at the pinnacle.

Although Thor can barely keep up with the opponent's "dance steps", he can only be temporarily undefeated. It is extremely difficult to win.

For Jaen Zar, it was enough to surprise her to suddenly encounter an opponent who was evenly matched with her, even if it was just a temporary opponent.

After another exchange of swords and spears, the two figures staggered.

Thor glanced sideways at his right shoulder. The shoulder armor had been broken into pieces, and there was a hole in it, and blood was leaking out.

In front of Jian Zaer, there was a bunch of falling hair.

She looked at Thor with her enchanting almond eyes and asked softly:

"Tell me your name, human."

"Thor."

"Thor, I will remember, a swordsman who made my body go wild."

The Phoenix Lord suppressed his smile, spread his slender legs, held the spear in both hands, and pointed the blood-stained spear tip directly at Thor.

The Emperor's Son took a deep breath and drew the second sword from his waist. This move made Jarn Zhar raise his eyebrows.

"Oh, that's great, my body is starting to heat up."

When Sol decided to make a desperate move, Soshyan, who was in trouble, received unexpected help.

The Thunderhawks in the air strafed with less powerful heavy explosive shells. The Banshees were covered by the rain of bullets and were immediately disrupted. Although Soshyan was also hit by several rounds by mistake, the Terminator's defense was at this moment. has become the biggest advantage.

Taking advantage of the banshees' panic to avoid the bombs, he rushed forward.

A banshee tried to fight back, but Soshyan directly raised his shield and hit the opponent's wrist.

The banshee lost control of the sword, and Soshyan kicked her opponent against the wall, then slapped her chest with a backhand shield.

The soul stone in front of the banshee's breastplate was cracked by this violent blow, and the cracks on the smooth surface were like a canyon being torn open on the surface of the planet.

"Die, alien."