Chapter 1505 The pressure of death

Style: Fantasy Author: MogdrogenWords: 2496Update Time: 24/02/20 10:28:25
Looking at the boomerang going away, Mortarion stopped laughing and said in a deep voice:

"I've killed many people, Ada, and you never give me any surprises."

After saying that, the original body of the Death Guard flapped its insect wings, came up and down in front of Jarn Zar, and slapped the side of the Phoenix Eldar's helmet hard.

Jaen Zar immediately jumped back and avoided this attack.

"As slow as you are, it's nothing more than that."

The Phoenix Lord swung three times in succession, the third of which stabbed Mortarion in the left arm, but the wound disappeared immediately.

Although he is named the Lord of Death, his vitality is the most powerful, just like the eternal contradiction and balance of Nurgle's decay and regeneration.

At this time, the forty-nine death shrouds guarding the original body did not participate in the battle. They only formed a loose blockade more than a hundred meters away from the original body to drive away the stragglers who tried to get closer.

Three minutes after the fight, Jaen Zar knew that the long battle was going to be disadvantageous, so he immediately released the power hidden deep in the soul stone, suddenly pounced forward, and the banshee mask let out an unprecedented piercing howl.

The impact caused by this moment not only shook the hearts of the surrounding Plague Marines to pieces, but even Mortarion was forced to take a few steps back.

Seizing the opportunity, the Phoenix Spirit Tribe pulled the distance between them to an arm's length. The spears in their hands were swung as fast as lightning, swimming like a long black spear in the mist surrounding the Lord of Death.

At first her spear created a few cracks in the primarch's armor, but she soon found her vitality draining, her speed decreasing, and the blasphemous aura surrounding the Lord of Death stripping her of the armor's benefits. Her strength.

Just as the Phoenix Lord was thinking about countermeasures quickly, Mortarion, who had only used his scythe for simple defense, suddenly took action at a completely different speed than before.

This speed was so fast that he was not there but was there at the same time, completely breaking the inherent impression that the Lord of Death made people feel a little slow.

Jaen??Zar struggled to block, and the spear and scythe collided with fierce sparks. When she wanted to bypass Mortarion's back, her right foot suddenly stagnated.

A slimy tentacle emerged from the ground at some point and wrapped around her feet. Or rather, there were tentacles like this all around Mortarion. The Phoenix Lord shouted and interrupted the tentacles with a sweep of his spear, but her speed But it slowed down.

The next second, huge hands grabbed the Phoenix Lord's throat and lifted her up in a contemptuous gesture.

Only then did Jaan Zal realize that all the mental defenses she had built collapsed in front of the original body. She suddenly recalled the words of her teacher, the first Phoenix Lord, the Hand of Asuryan, Asurman -

The monsters created by the Lord of Mankind are twisted creations that completely confuse reality with the power of the Supreme Being. Once they free themselves, their power will be immeasurable.

"When will you dead remnants understand that there is no place for you in the galaxy?"

Jaan Zhar struggled under the power of her primarch, but the Death Lord's power overwhelmed her in all aspects, physical and spiritual.

With the crackling of armor, the Phoenix Lord's world gradually fell into darkness, and a cross-dimensional fire swept toward her soul, mixed with twisted ambition and the laughter of cruel gods.

Gradually, her pupils opened wide, as if all the light in the universe had failed him.

But suddenly she was let go again.

"Damn it!"

The Archon of the Bloody Forest, Alcantara, roared lowly, and was forced to use his sword to block the opponent's iron fist at the moment when the Lord of Death turned around. At the same time, his wife, the Howling Banshee Bishop Lorena, also waved The mirror blade strikes from the left.

At this moment, the scythe and the mirror blade were locked together tightly, and then Mortarion turned his wrist away and pulled the scythe back.

This is a simple action, but it can easily remove the enemy's defense. One of the weapons of the Howling Banshee Bishop was immediately hooked away.

"them--"

On the bridge of the Lost Word, Veronica saw this scene and immediately wanted to turn around and join the battle, but Talos stopped her.

"They are using their lives to save you. If you go, it will only cause trouble."

With that said, Talos grabbed Veronica's Heart of Avalon, pulled it out of her hand and threw it into the corner.

"Now we can only wait for Soshyan or Kayon to come back."

Talos then looked at the crew members who were working hard on the bridge.

"Can't it start yet?"

"Report sir! Although the enemy's main gun shot just did not directly hit the reactor, it caused serious damage to the power area, so——"

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up if you want to survive!"

Originally, the Phoenix Lord planned to take Veronica away directly, but the other party insisted on waiting for Soshiyan, and then the Endurance approached the port. All the forces of the Bloody Forest could only reach it, but even so, a volley from the Glory Queen It also almost destroyed the entire port, and even the Lost Word was hit hard.

Fortunately, Talos was alert and ordered to activate the shield to leave the berth very early. Now it is the only warship in the port area that still has a chance to escape. The other Eldar ships were either broken or trapped in the destroyed port area.

"Well--"

After the Howling Banshee Bishop launched a swift and fruitless attack like a gust of wind, the sickle blade slashed towards her chest with an unstoppable attitude. Although she was not affected by this blow because of the protection of her armor and the timely distance she gained. Although he was severely injured, the tip of the sickle still drew a thin scarlet line on the abdomen of the howling banshee bishop.

Lorena stumbled back, barely using her mirror blade to block the next attack aimed at detaching the head from her shoulders, but the deadly virus seeped into the wound, darkening her vision.

"Lorena!"

Alcantara roared, drew his second sword, and fully displayed the skills he learned in the Craftworld.

The sound of metal clashing sounded like thunder.

"Iluna! Take your mother away! Find the Eternal Queen for treatment!"

During this process, he did not forget his wife who fell to the ground. After hearing her father's words, his seemingly quiet daughter quickly put down the poison crystal gun in her hand, and together with her sister, took down the howling banshee protagonist who fell to the ground. Help up.

But several death shrouds immediately surrounded him.

This was exactly what Mortarion wanted, to force his target out. .

With a sneer, the Lord of Death took a step forward, rolled the scythe a few times, and suddenly passed over the opponent's left shoulder, snaking out like a poisonous snake. He scratched Alcantara's shoulder suddenly and immediately removed his right arm. Down.

When the opponent retreated first, the sickle pierced the muscle in his calf and picked out his hamstring.

Then the Primarch surrounded him, looking down at the prostrate Archon of the Cabal.

The sickle in his hand wandered around the opponent's neck casually, as if he was threatening something silently.

Jaen Zar, who was knocked away, tried to rescue him, but was blocked by the Lord of the Colony and several war gang leaders. Although it was not easy for these named champions to kill a Phoenix Lord, it was still easy to stop them.

"stop!"

A cold voice made Alcantara, who was lying on the ground, turn his head, only to see Veronica, surrounded by a faint light, appear on the battlefield, glaring at Mortarion with an angry face.

Then she turned around and came to the Howling Banshee Bishop. Under the tearful gazes of the two Eldar girls, she stretched out her hand and gently brushed the wound on the Bishop's abdomen.

In the blink of an eye, the wound disappeared. The Howling Banshee Bishop coughed twice, and her daughter quickly took off her helmet.

"Your Majesty...why are you here? It's very dangerous here!"

"You take her to a safe place first."

Veronica said nothing, stood up and turned to Mortarion.