Armin also noticed the bloody battle between Soshyan and the bloodthirsty demon, but at the moment when he was distracted, the attack came from the side, and Armin's shield blocked the blow only by luck.
The attacker's sword shattered the shield and stabbed Armin in the forearm, and the Astral Knight staggered back, a look of surprise and anger on his face.
He wasn't angry at being attacked, he was angry at the mistake of being distracted.
He was also surprised by the power of the being that attacked him.
Armin regrouped and blocked the enemy's attack with his sword.
He was fighting face to face with a Legion Astartes soldier, a beast with no flesh. The smooth yellow and black armor was decorated with various enhanced prosthetic systems and eye-catching skull marks, which reminded Armin of the opponent at all times. Origin - This is a warrior of the Fourth Legion Iron Warriors.
The warrior had the stature of a war chief and wore a status symbol, while the other man's ruthlessness was a long sword with enhanced functions.
From the beginning, the other party had been eyeing Armin and was filled with the same anger - because he saw a badge belonging to the Imperial Fist that Armin wore.
This badge was given by Lysander to all remaining recruits of the Astral Knights in the Obsidian Fortress to commemorate their chapter's service to the Empire and to remind them of the glory of the bloodline of the Dornish Primarch.
But now this small badge has become a thorn in the side of the Iron Warriors.
Everyone knows that if they have to choose an enemy that must be killed, then the Iron Warriors would rather give up all enemies and choose the Imperial Fist.
The feud between the two sides began in the early days of the Great Crusade and continued for tens of thousands of years.
"You son of a bitch from Dorne!"
"Hey there, Perturabo's poor miner."
Between verbal taunts, they twirled around the battlefield attacking each other like dancers.
To be honest, the challenge of the Iron Warrior is more threatening than all the people Armin encountered on this day put together. This man is a veteran who has experienced hundreds of battles. His combat skills are extremely terrifying, and his enhanced strength far exceeds Armin's. , the oppressive feeling is breathless.
In a horrifying moment, Armin didn't know if he was finally going to reach the end of his life.
But now he can only fight with all his strength.
They fought their way to the edge of the battlefield, where there was a pile of collapsed debris, stacked on top of each other, and several blown-up statues.
The Iron Warrior's yellow-black armor shone like an oil slick under the strange light of the battlefield, and his sword danced like a ribbon of light.
But Armin was also very experienced in defense. He seized the opportunity and sent a lightning-like blow with the hilt of his sword, cracking the opponent's breastplate.
The Iron Warriors stood firm and immediately launched a counterattack.
The two swords crossed each other and bit together firmly.
Suddenly, the Iron Warrior bumped into Armin with his shoulder. The Astral Knight staggered backwards and crashed into a row of rubble. The fragments scattered in all directions, like blood-red petals under the illumination of the subspace cracks.
"You are as weak as your dead Primarch!"
The Iron Warrior pushed away the garbage in front of him, stepping on the debris and broken bones on the ground and rushed towards Armin.
Armin immediately struggled to his feet.
As the war heats up, a pungent smell of revenge and blood hangs in the air.
Flashes of dark, sickly energy danced across the collapsed areas of the battlefield like miswired neurons, and flames of various colors from explosions twisted and crashed into the surface of undamaged walls. Strange harmonies like the murmur of thousands of voices filled the entire battlefield.
The Iron Warrior rushed in front of Armin, and the Astral Knight swung his sword, chopped a lens unit into pieces, and cut a mark downward on the Iron Warrior's abdomen and hip.
But the blow was not fatal, or even significant damage.
The Iron Warrior swung his sword and almost hit Armin's head, but it also shattered one of his shoulder armor.
Then the Astral Knight's counterattack forced the Iron Warriors to retreat step by step, trampling the debris on the ground into powder.
Armin's next blow cut the enemy's thigh, and something dark red, like liquid mercury, whimpered and flowed out.
Suddenly, the Iron Warrior slapped his sword away and threw him to the ground.
Armin was caught off guard for a moment, and his whole body hit the ground hard. The impact of falling to the ground made the brain in his skull buzz, and his mouth and nose were filled with blood.
The Astral Knight, who was facing down, stretched out his hand to fumble for the sword he had just let go of in a moment of dizziness.
Afterwards, he looked up, wondering why the Iron Warriors hadn't killed him yet, and found that Daza from his team was sword-fighting with the Iron Warriors, and another warrior was not far behind.
The loud noises made when weapons were fired kept coming from the entrance, which showed that the combat robot troops had entered the core area of the battlefield.
Daza had been injured in the previous battle, which made his movements a little slow. Although his volley saved Armin, it also ruined himself.
The Iron Warrior is an overly powerful swordsman.
Before Armin, who was dizzy and bleeding from his mouth and nose, could stand up, the Iron Warrior had already delivered a fatal blow, cutting off Daza from his left shoulder and his arm.
Then he took the head with one sword.
With just two sword strikes, the astral knight who came out of the Obsidian Fortress was killed on the spot.
The body fell heavily to the ground, blood and internal organs spraying all over the floor.
"Damn it!"
Another soldier from Armin's team pounced at the Iron Warrior, but the opponent punched him into another row of garbage.
But when the Iron Warrior just turned around, Armin had already inserted the sword into his spine with lightning speed, and the tip of the sword pierced out from the middle of the eight-pointed star on the Iron Warrior's breastplate.
The Iron Warrior first knelt on one knee, then fell face down.
Armin pressed his knee on his back and cut open the right helmet. The Iron Warrior's scarred face turned to one side, his cheek pressed against the floor, and his skin was stained with dark red blood beads.
"May you suffer eternity in the warp, traitor."
Armin growled lowly.
"At another time, your death would not have been so merciful."
The Iron Warrior said something vaguely at this time.
"What?"
Armin asked, holding his sword against the Iron Warrior's neck.
"You will always be losers."
Armin smiled after hearing what the other party said.
"A traitor and a coward, you deserve to talk about failure?"
With a force of his hand, Armin cut off the Iron Warrior's head, then stood up and kicked the head.
The Astral Knight, who had been knocked away before, had already gotten up at this time.
"What did he just say?"
"Nonsense, just nonsense, he's desperate."
But just as Armin defeated a powerful enemy, Talos also encountered new trouble.
Since he had previously killed the champion of the Third Legion, after the battle broke out, he was immediately targeted by the other swordsmen of the Third Legion among the Red Pirates.
