Chapter 1489 The Power of the King

Style: Fantasy Author: MogdrogenWords: 2308Update Time: 24/02/20 10:28:25
"Hey, this is not the place to chat."

Talos' warning voice sounded, and Soshyan realized that they were still on the battlefield. Now the entire temple was full of demons. Victor no longer knew where he had gone. Some of his soldiers were still fighting, but more Most of them are members of the Ark Eldar Tribe, the Harlequin Troupe, and the Vicious Tongue Cabal.

"Kayan, what do you say?"

"withdraw."

After that, Kayon squeezed out the last bit of strength and joined forces with Philo Ronana to open a portal.

Occam and others walked in first. At this time, Soshyan felt Veronica tug on his belt, so he turned around.

"What's wrong?"

Veronica pointed at Jain Zar and her followers. They were fighting the plague drones. It was because of their cover that these creatures did not interfere with Soshyan.

Knowing what Veronica meant, Soshyan sighed softly, and then said loudly:

"Lord Jain! Let's go! It's not a good place to stay here for a long time!"

Jan Zar looked back at Veronica, who also shouted to her:

"Mom, let's talk about it later. It's very dangerous here!"

The Phoenix Lord was silent for a moment, then let out a scream, and all the howling banshees immediately gathered around her, and the team soon rushed towards the portal.

However, before they could evacuate, the earth suddenly trembled violently, and then rotten vines and dead branches pierced the magma lake and the floor, and began to spread and grow. At the same time, the large number of pustules attached to them burst one after another, and countless demons poured out.

Dead wood is growing!

"You go first."

The portal is not big and can only accommodate one person passing through it at a time, so Soshyan plans to take the back seat for everyone.

More importantly, he had to beware of Victor's tricks, and Drazal had been watching him from a distance, not knowing what to do.

At the same time, he was also looking for Efreni and others, but did not find them. They may have retreated in advance.

"me and you togather."

Veronica came to Soshiyan holding the Heart of Avalon, and then looked at Jain Zar who had already stretched out his hand towards her.

"We will be fine, mother. The warriors of Arkworld still need you to lead them."

The Phoenix Lord had no choice but to plunge into the portal in silence.

"Want to leave!"

A whisper like ice sounded, and the Lord of Mandela seemed not to let go of its prey, but when it saw Soshiyan, it immediately changed its mind.

"Your head seems to be more valuable."

He raised the decapitating knife full of evil symbols and walked forward, the human skin on his waist spinning on his legs, and a cold wave rolled outwards as he moved.

The next second, the other party disappeared directly on the spot, but the decapitating knife flew over Suo Shiyang's head.

"careful."

Soshyan gently pushed Veronica back, dodged the blow, and intended to stab the sword into the opponent's chest with his backhand.

The Yanyang Sword then cut through the shadow like a scalpel.

But Soshyan did not hit Kandulak.

An impaled Mandela arched his back and screamed, the machete falling from his limp fingers.

The guy didn't resist when Soshyan grabbed him by the throat, picked him up and threw him aside.

"Get out of here, don't be a cowardly subject that I look down on. My style is different from Victor's."

"You are so narcissistic! Who are your subjects!"

In the slightly annoyed voice of Lord Mandela, the Yanyang Sword hit the guillotine. Although Mandela did not completely belong to the Eldar race, Soshyan could still deal with it relatively easily.

As soon as Kandulak hit the ground, Soshyan turned around and bumped his opponent with his shoulder, forcing him to retreat.

At this time, a Mandela tried to sneak attack Soshyan from the side, but Veronica directly swung a green lightning.

In the flash of lightning, Mandela's body suddenly burst, revealing his swollen and mutated flesh. His skin was rippling with changing colors, like boiling mud boiling and evaporating.

"It's really treasonous to besiege your king and queen! It seems I must teach you some imperial etiquette!"

Khandulac bent over as Soshyan's first blow passed by, and twisted aside under the second blow, but he could feel his bones choking with each rise and fall, even if the opponent's sword did not touch He also made his skin start to ache.

And he ignored it and swung the decapitating knife, but for some reason, Soshyan was always faster than he saw.

The next second, the other party actually grabbed the edge of his knife with his bare hands and laughed contemptuously.

"That's it,"

As he spoke, hot flames surged out from the Yanyang Sword, stinging Khandulac's deformed face.

He let go of the guillotine in his hand, let out a piercing scream and staggered back, even clawing waxy flesh from his face as the flames spread all over his body.

Soshyan aimed downwards at the target and swiped at the opponent's leg.

Khandulac's scream rose an octave, hugging himself and kneeling on one knee, or kneeling in front of Soshyan.

"now it's right."

Soshyan raised his sword and slapped the opponent's head hard, deliberately just hitting the opponent with the blade of the sword, but the force was enough to break the bones.

Khandulac let out a plaintive cackle and suddenly disappeared.

Feeling something strange behind him, Soshiyang turned suddenly, and the war sword whizzed past, slicing the shadow crossbow arrow originally aimed at Veronica in mid-air.

"die!!!"

Kandulak in mid-air turned into several afterimages, and the cold light of the blade suddenly appeared, covering Soshyan.

Soshyan avoided the first blow and caught the second one with the handle of his sword.

"too weak."

Soshyan raised the Sun Sword and swung it across. Khandulac convulsed as it struck his chest.

The Lord of Mandela shook and fell to the ground.

Soshyan's sword then cut into his shoulder, and Khandulac grabbed the blade to stop it from going down any further, but was unable to pull it out.

He then screamed in pain as Soshyan forced him to his knees.

"With this ugly appearance, you are not even worthy of surrendering to me. You are only suitable to be rotten raw material, nothing more. Do you see it? Do you understand? I can dominate any of you, although I am completely indifferent to this power. Interested, but that is no reason for you to offend this authority."

"mix--"

Before Khandulac could curse, Soshyan just exerted a slight force and he screamed again, wailing like a skinned cat.

Then as the other party screamed, Soshyan suddenly pulled the sword, causing Kandulak to collapse to the ground, and his entire body was almost completely split open.

Soshyan looked around with his sword in hand, scanning the others with his sharp eyes.

Whether it was the Dark Eldar, Mandela, or Harlequin, they all fell silent when they saw this scene.

Even if they didn't surrender, at least they learned well, which was enough for the time being.

At this time, everyone had entered the portal, and only Kayon was still maintaining it. He said to Soshyan:

"Quick, don't delay. I feel an extremely powerful force approaching nearby. I guess... it may be a big demon, and these vines are part of it!"

Suddenly, Drazal clapped.

"Wonderful, so wonderful."