Chapter 172 Holy Black Frenzy: The Emperor Champion of the Black Templar (IX)
[Your tall body in power armor was violently thrown out by the terrifying shock wave.]
[A large amount of fine sand and gravel kicked up by the orbital bombardment covered you heavily.]
[You fell into a brief coma. ]
[You gradually wake up.]
[It's pitch black before your eyes.]
[You feel like you can't move anywhere in your body.]
[You let out a low growl subconsciously.]
[You vigorously activated the 'Armor of Faith', tightly grasping the Storm Shield and the 'Black Sword' in your palms, and used all your strength to drill out of the thick soil layer.]
[A large amount of blood seems to have flowed from your mouth and nose, and it has quickly coagulated into a mass inside the metal helmet.]
[You half-kneel in the soil, and countless sand and gravel slide down from your power armor.]
[You look blankly through the helmet goggles at the horrific scene behind you.]
[An explosion crater about 100 meters deep and 3 kilometers in diameter appears in your field of vision.]
[A large amount of metal debris from the Knight Titan is floating up and down in the dark red high-temperature magma lake, constantly melting and sinking to the bottom.]
["I must beat up the captain who launched the orbital bombardment." You couldn't help but open your eyes wide and murmured. ]
[You slowly stand up from the soft gravel soil.]
[At this moment, the tide of flesh and blood composed of mortal puppets on the battlefield is still pouring in from the wind and snow.]
[But without the powerful firepower of the Knight Titans, it is only a matter of time before the Black Templars destroy them. ]
[You subconsciously tighten your grip on the Storm Shield and the Black Sword, and once again scan the entire battlefield.]
[At this moment, a pillar of light emitting golden light suddenly appeared in your field of vision, rapidly approaching the center of the battlefield from not far away.]
[You subconsciously take a deep breath.]
[You finally found the trace of the culprit, 'tyrant'. ]
[You slowly drive the 'Armor of Faith' and run towards the direction of the golden light column.]
["All think tank brothers, gather quickly with me as the center! The 'dictator' has appeared! I repeat, the 'dictator' has appeared!" You stared ahead and gave an order to the communication device. ]
[The next moment, a large number of think tank brothers quickly left the battle group's position, and under the fire cover of the battle brothers, they quickly passed through the surging crowd of countless mortal puppets and rushed towards your position.]
[While you wield the Black Sword to kill the mortal puppets that surged up, you and your Think Tank brothers formed a huge decapitation team.]
["There are only about 70 think tank brothers left. After losing more than 30 people, I don't know if the anti-psychic device in the plan can still work!" The loud voice of Horadrim, the head of the think tank, was transmitted to your communication device. ]
[The opponent wearing a white cape on his heavy shoulder armor keeps swinging his power staff to smash the mortal puppets, and quickly approaches you. ]
["Even if the anti-psychic device doesn't work, we must fight to the death to kill the 'tyrant'!" You raised the 'black sword' with all your strength and pointed it in the direction of the 'tyrant'.]
["Brothers of the Think Tank! The success or failure of the war depends on this battle! For the Emperor! For Humanity! For the Black Templars!"]
[You used all your strength to issue a battle declaration that resounded throughout the battlefield.]
[You raised the storm shield with all your strength, wielded the 'black sword' and launched a final charge forward.]
[The think tank brothers, including the think tank director Horadrim, also gave an impassioned and generous battle roar and followed behind you. ]
[The distance between you and the 'dictator' is rapidly shortening. ]
[Until a terrifying figure three meters tall appeared in your sight, with half of its flesh and blood covered by mechanical structures.]
[The psychic attacks from the think tank brothers condensed instantly and bombarded the opponent without hesitation. ]
[Countless leaping psychic lightnings pierced through the air where the snow was still dancing in the wind, and the burning psychic flames rose up, melting the countless ice and snow on the ground, and quickly burned towards the terrifying figure.]
[At the same time, a series of telekinetic arrows condensed from pure spiritual energy flew through the air like a dense storm of explosive bombs and shot forward.]
[However, just when all the psychic attacks were about to fall on the tall body of the 'tyrant'. ]
[An extremely powerful and terrifying spiritual energy suddenly burst out from the opponent's body. ]
[Instantly, the snow and wind in the sky were completely cleared, and even the thick clouds above the sky were suddenly blown away, revealing the dark universe and starry sky.]
[The psychic attacks of the Think Tank brothers were also completely annihilated, and tiny subspace storms were formed, as if they were about to tear apart the fragile physical space.]
[At the same time, the tall bodies of each of the think tank brothers seemed to be pressed down by an endless amount of weight, causing your forward steps to fall into slow motion, like mosquitoes and flies crashing head-on into sticky glue.]
[The next second, as the 'dictator' raised his hand lightly, the think tank brothers gradually let out shrill screams.]
[They were either burned by psychic flames from the inside, or were shattered by invisible telekinesis, along with their power armor, into a pile of sticky flesh and blood mixed with metal fragments.]
[It was even chopped into pieces of horrible flesh that kept twitching by the sharp blade storms condensed by spiritual energy.]
["Activate the anti-psychic device immediately! Do not use psychic power! We need to fight it in close combat!" You shouted to the think tank brothers without turning your head.]
[Your 'Armor of Faith' seems to emit waves of horrifying metallic twisting noises, and the low hum from the power backpack almost reaches its climax.]
[You barely managed to break free from the invisible weight.]
[You immediately launched a final charge towards the dictator.]
[At the same time, the remaining forty-odd think tank brothers, relying on their fanatical belief in the Emperor and their rock-hard spiritual will, trembled as they raised their twitching arms and activated the anti-psychic device.]
[As the warning light on the psychic headband turned from blue to red, the psychic suppression suffered by the crowd seemed to be alleviated a little. ]
[At this moment, you who launched the charge have already approached the front of the 'tyrant'. ]
[You accidentally saw a hint of sarcasm on the distorted and ferocious face of the 'dictator'.]
[He slowly raised his other sturdy arm that was heavily wrapped in countless mechanical structures.]
[As the metal fingertips danced, a terrifying psychic lightning bolt that was only slightly weaker than before quickly crossed a short distance and leaped towards you.]
[You have no time to dodge, so you can only raise your storm shield and try to use the iron halo to block it.]
[However, the terrifying psychic lightning actually penetrated the storm shield, and the protective force field of the iron halo seemed to have lost its protective effect.]
[You are accurately hit by the psychic lightning. ]
[You couldn't help but let out a terrible roar.]
[Every inch of your flesh and blood is being eroded and dissolved by the terrifying psychic power.]
[As the psychic lightning dissipated, you did not fall to the ground and die. ]
[You endured inhuman pain and threw away the storm shield. ]
[You took off the metal helmet that had obscured your vision.]
[Your body is emitting bursts of green smoke, and even your power armor is covered with dark red heat. ]
[Most of the flesh on your face has already been torn apart, revealing your white bones.]
[You clenched the hilt of the sword with gnashing teeth, and with your incomparably strong will, you raised the Black Sword towards the dictator whose expression gradually became solemn.]
["Come again! Heretic——"]
The title number 170 is wrong. It seems the editor is on vacation. Let's change it later. The author himself does not have the authority to change the title.
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