His brothers are dead, and the warband priest Masayak and Forge Master Salax lie on his sides. The former suffered most of the explosions-his right body became a mass of broken armor and blood stains that exposed internal organs. , And a zero-distance Gaussian ray exploded the forge master's helmet, splashing the contents of the skull to the ground.
This shock has a large scope, but there are still interstellar warriors fighting aliens, and the undead are still executing cold logic.
Destroy all invaders.
The dead spirits also found the still alive war captain, and immediately surrounded them.
Amurad opened the first one, kicked away the cut wreckage from the axe blade, then howled, roaring anger and hatred.
Then, something blocked his throat.
He thought of the burden he was carrying, and the most important person had not yet appeared, so he resisted the urge to rush towards destruction, and beheaded the second undead in the cold silence.
He will take revenge on them, and 'he' will take revenge on them too.
When he rushed into the group of aliens that attacked him with sharp blades and Gauss rays, endless hatred burned in his muscles, and he cut them down with a cruel and efficient attack.
He even wanted to tear off his blood-splattered helmet and bit his teeth into the metal of these fallen monsters.
But the sense of responsibility maintained his mind, forcing him to devote himself to it, telling him to kill and persist to the end.
He used his body as a weapon. When they tried to surround him, he slammed a pair of undead spirits against the supporting beam, and squeezed them between the pottery steel and the rock with the sound of broken metal.
Amurad is almost unstoppable, in the circling dust like a vengeful soul mottled with red stripes, every blow is accompanied by death.
Accompanied by a crisp squeak, he split his head and parted his body. Although his jaw had been tightly closed in pain, the roar of his battle axe was even louder.
At this time, darkness surged from the dust, pushing the remaining space necromancers aside.
The eyes of the newcomer burned like ghosts in the dark, exuding the smell of ancient hatred. Its armor is dark gold, carved with many ancient symbols, and its shoulders are covered with a gorgeous armor plate. Behind its head is a pair. Fan-shaped dark green crystal clusters, the scepter in his hand crackled in the void.
It is the owner of the engine of this world, the overlord of the dynasty of the dead in space.
The alien leader rushed towards him with strength and speed comparable to Amurad. The scepter cut the air above his head and pointed directly at the head of the star warrior.
"Come on! Alien Snacks!"
Amurad roared, opened with the axe in his right hand and moved the blow to one side, their weapons trembling and locked together.
The star warrior turned this offset into a reverse cut in an attempt to cut the opponent's stomach, but the Necromancer avoided the blow, and Amurad's left battle axe only left a shallow light on the silver jewellery of the opponent's breastplate. scar.
"Too slow, primitive lower creature."
Necrolord mocked, and its rubbing voice came from the jagged communication port.
Amurad couldn't understand the language of this alien, so he didn't respond. Instead, the machine slashed with a battle axe, toward the opponent's abdomen and neck.
But the previous impact limited his ability to fight.
The Necromancer avoids these two consecutive blows, backs up again, and then stretches out his scepter.
Amurad wanted to retreat, but it was too late, and he realized that it was getting him to the bait.
His foot was suddenly caught by something. It was an undead warrior with only half of his body left, hidden in the wreckage all over the ground.
Necrolord only needs the opponent to lose balance slightly.
It struck again, as fast as lightning, the scepter surging with powerful energy smashed through Amuk's power armor.
The scepter bit into the head deeply, saw through Amurad's left breastplate with a large spark, splashing a lot of blood in the fierce impact.
The Astral Knight Commander snorted and quickly retreated from the blow, but before he took two more steps, the Necromancer threw a kick and kicked him to his knees.
His armor was damaged by the previous blow, and he refused to respond in time. Then the Necromancer pulled back his scepter and prepared to kill the culprit who almost destroyed his precious world engine.
"Damn it!"
With a roar, something brushed Amurad's head and penetrated the rune plate decorated on the Necromancer's breastplate. When the bomb exploded in the Necromancer's chest, a large amount of liquid metal poured out of the hole. Out.
It staggered for a while, the scepter in its hand was still gathering energy.
Under a strong sense of crisis, the Necromancer turned around to face the new threat, and the energy rod gave out a dazzling spark.
In the next second, the roaring chainsaw sword confronted the weapon, and then the energy shook back the rotating sharp teeth.
The Necromancer turns the half-cut into a short jab that crushes the side breastplate of the enemy, as hoped, it is more willing to attack than continue to defend.
Before his chainsaw sword could cut forward, Soshyan made a similar response, and the two killers immediately locked together in a fatal hug.
At this time, Soshyang found that his helmet was only a few centimeters away from the opponent's head His black goggles looked strange from the outside and did not reflect light, while the necromantic overlord's hatred gaze was on the opposite side.
Then, Soshyang threw a head hammer heavily.
The Necrolord staggered back and his head buzzed. This sudden blow won Amurad for a moment, but it was enough for him to sweep the Necromancer's breastplate with a tomahawk.
The moment the blade bite, the death lord let out an icy roar, and Amurad almost split the armor on his chest.
Almost instantly, the Necromancer made a response that every challenger he had ever faced would make.
He gave up all defenses, drew out his left hand, grabbed Amurad's wrist and moved the opponent's battle axe to his right, and at the same moment he forced his scepter under the star Marine's torso. .
When Amurad tried to block, he felt his arm twitch in the opponent's grasp, and the Necromancer used some power to destroy the servo system of his power armor.
"Well"
The scepter squeaked as it pierced Amurad's stomach, and the seal engraved on its shaft shone with black light.
Amurad bent over, his spine was pierced.
"Asshole!"
Soshyang has been hitting the head of the Necromancer with a metal glove during this process, and the chain saw sword has been buried in the opponent's body several times, but the opponent seems to be determined to change his life.
Finally, with a heavy blow, Soshyang knocked the opponent aside when the Necromancer twisted and loosened its scepter.
The ruler of this ancient dynasty knelt on the ground, groaning strangely, and seemed to be laughing.
Soshyang gritted his teeth and swiped an angry sweep, causing its head to roll along an arc in the jet of liquid metal.