Ustad slashed at the opponent's head, but the opponent immediately blocked it with his shield. Steel met steel, and the Minotaur commander broke the deadlock without any effort.
He then slashed the opponent's chest with another sword, but the sharp blade only carved a mark on it - Ustad realized that he had underestimated the defensive power of the Hades Terminator.
Just when Ustad failed to attack, the opponent was not idle. He took the opportunity to swing his war hammer and struck Ustad's sword hilt with a powerful blow.
This thunderous blow did not hit directly. Although Ustad had retracted his hand in time, he was still hit on the hilt of the sword.
For a moment, he lost control of the sword, and then the Minotaur commander kicked Ustad against the arch wall and slapped him in the chest with a backhand hammer.
Ustad raised his sword to block, but his sword was immediately burned black by the scorching blow, and the blade was like tearing a canyon on the surface of the planet, and his whole figure seemed to have been hit head-on by Rand.
"Repent, traitor."
The Terminator stepped forward and raised the war hammer again, but he did not notice the weird smile under Ustad's helmet and the gray veins that quickly climbed up from his neck to his cheeks.
At a certain moment, the Terminator felt as if his soul had fallen into an ice cave, and his movements also slowed down.
Then Ustad pounced on the heavy tower shield, and his gauntlets caught the edge of the shield.
The Minotaur commander wanted to withdraw his shield, but found that his arm, including the shield, seemed to be stuck.
At this moment of stalemate, the arc-circling sword slashed across the fragile neck.
The blade never paused, as if it just cut through the air.
When Ustad let go, the huge head fell to one side and the body fell to the other side.
"Feel sorry."
Ustad only had time to take a breath before the remaining two Terminators became furious and fired wildly.
In desperation, he grabbed the shield in the corpse's hand and quickly stepped back.
Just then he caught a glimpse of a high-speed moving figure passing over the edge of his sight.
With twin swords in hand, Robin charged directly at one Terminator, while his comrades engulfed the other in plasma and molten fire.
Ustad has heard that Robin's swordsmanship is even better than that of many veterans. Some say he is a genius, while others say he is too arrogant, but in any case, rushing straight towards a furious Terminator does not seem to be a Good choice.
But he did it anyway.
Robin's armored fingers gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, raising his will to kill to the limit.
For that brief moment, Thor's words came back to him.
"Robin, you are so confident in your swordsmanship, but you are afraid of the cracks in your own spirit. I don't want you to make the same mistakes as someone else, so when you fight, you must forget yourself, your own glory and the pride of your opponent. , all you have is the killing in front of you."
Robin rushed forward, approaching the Terminator, who swung his fists angrily. He moved quickly, parrying the left blow with his sword, and then slammed to the right.
Blocking the opponent's arm, Robin spun on the spot and split the explosive bomb on the opponent's arm with his sword blade.
"die!"
The two of them roared at the same time, and the Terminator pressed down like a mountain, its arm reaching straight for Robin's head.
Robin moved back, and then slashed the sharp blade of his left hand towards the opponent's vulnerable armpit. The moment he forced the opponent to retract his arm, the sword in his right hand stretched out like a poisonous snake, piercing a point on the attacker's waist.
Then he slid back, dodged the powerful hammer blow, turned around and drew out the sword.
Then it was still under the armpit. This time his sword directly opened the weak point of the armor, hit the target, and moved deeper.
Robin didn't hesitate - he began his carving as the tip of the sword penetrated deep.
Blood poured on his body, and the opponent's right arm fell down
Robin suddenly drew out his long sword, spun around and came behind the opponent, filled his feet with force, and slammed his foot into the opponent's knees, forcing the huge terminator to kneel to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, his next slash severed the opponent's other hand from the elbow.
"Robin, that's enough."
Bahram's voice suddenly sounded, and Robin snorted softly.
"Your head is the trophy I deserve."
The Terminator stood trembling, refusing to fall because of its strong faith and stubbornness.
"For...for the emperor..."
The next second, two intertwined swords cut off his head from his neck like scissors.
Seeing that the commander was killed, the remaining Minotaur warriors and the last Terminator did not fight to the end, but quickly withdrew from the battlefield and gave up the bridge.
"Bahram, take people to the teleportation room. They are retreating now. They cannot be allowed to destroy the teleportation device before leaving. The other two teams will go to the power cabin and the astrology hall respectively."
Controlling the bridge is only preliminary control of the warship. They must master all key parts before they can control the entire warship. Farzad's company has already controlled the engine room, power compartment, and armory, but there are still many places left. Not yet in control.
But before setting off, Ustad spoke to Bahram privately.
"Bahram, your performance makes me a little disappointed, but Armin strongly recommends you as the captain. I can't say anything, but you must know your responsibilities. Being soft to the enemy is cruel to your comrades. I hope you can understand own position."
Thinking back to these words, Bahram's heart felt a little heavy, but he quickly put aside these emotions and moved forward with determination.
After Zod was injured and temporarily incapacitated, only one of his ten men was left, but it was enough.
According to auspicious scans, most of the Minotaur warriors had left the battleship via rescue shuttles and teleportation rooms.
Through the visual patterns on his helmet, the smoky environment was no problem for him, and the winding walkways held no mystery to him.
He moved forward almost from memory, because the Lamenter had given the Astral Knights the structural diagram of the Storm Lady in advance. Although the Minotaur had made some defensive modifications, this battleship was after all built by the Holy Mechanicus. Created with the wisdom contained in the standardized construction templates, the main road will not deviate too much.
As he marched, power sword running, bolter raised in the other hand, an emerald green image was projected on his helmet's visor, capturing details on the walls, walkways, and the thermal traces of his footsteps.
"Augury?"
He called out to Hauma.
"no response."
Hao Mo shook his head and replied:
"There are heat signatures of footprints everywhere, and the cabin in front should be the center point."
"In the Emperor's name, advance."
At this time, Robin in the team took off his helmet. Even in the darkness, he still trusted his five senses.
He's an Astartes, that's how he does things.
Soon, Robin learned more details about his surroundings. His senses were no longer bound by the helmet. Even with the benefits of enhanced senses, the helmet was not a perfect substitute for perception.
It didn't take long for him to catch a hint of holy oil, which was something the Astartes often used to maintain their armor.
Their armor had not been maintained for several days, and the smell of holy oil had long since disappeared.
Then there is only one possibility.
Robin entered the cabin with hatred, the plasma pistol given to him by Thor held high.
Several Minotaur tactics were waiting behind the cover at the entrance to the dark chamber. When the Astral Knight's squad stepped into the trap, they suddenly jumped out, armed with axes and blades.
Haoma was the first to hit the target, his melta gun directly wrapped in flames and penetrated the chest of a Minotaur warrior.
At the same time, Robin also swung his sword to slash at an opponent holding a chain ax on the right. The moment he cut off the opponent's wrist, the sword passed through the bone and penetrated the soft tissue of the brain.
The two teams began to fight in the darkness. Both sides were evenly matched in all aspects, but the numerical advantage of the Astral Knights quickly became apparent.
