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. Behind him, Land Raiders, Predator tanks, and Sikaran battle tanks simultaneously released countless artillery shells, lasers, and missiles at the largest pyramid. The Thunder Eagles in the sky also A concentrated salvo was fired.
Roaring plasma penetrated the shaking air, and continuous artillery fire swept through the entire pyramid. 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 rocks 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 leaped 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 fiercely. The blade bit 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 every move is fatal and he kills in great numbers.
But the undead warriors remain fearless.
Although Space Marines are also said to be fearless, that is because their transformation and training have allowed them to dilute 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.
Whatever 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, even suspended around him and controlled by the board. It was just the fierce battle that left Soshyan too busy to care.
"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 warriors followed him.
In an instant, guns fired and air flow roared.
Death follows us everywhere, but the warriors enjoy 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 warrior 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 damage the xenos 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, and his warriors gladly obeyed, slaughtering the soulless machines as if they were herds of helpless livestock.
Soshyan continued to advance, fighting without stopping.
Every time he destroyed an alien, he felt a strong sense of joy, and for some reason, the Necrons 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 human harvester, racing wildly through the weedy wasteland.
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 untethered power, turning into an unstoppable engine of destruction. Nothing could stand in his way.
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 the scene.
At this moment, Soshyan was a living hurricane. His sharp blade hovered and fell, leaving only destruction behind him.
Just like that, almost alone, he entered 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 stood up straight. He was lifting the veil of death. He wanted these soulless machines to see what the truly complete and terrifying power was.
The burning blood-red blade split a Lich Guard in two from head to toe. Then, he turned around and knocked down another enemy with his fist.
This is the heart of the Tomb of the Dead, teeming with vicious beetle machines and wraith machines phasing their way through the solid walls like antibodies attacking a virus invading a living thing.
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 that was 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——
7017k
