On the silent battlefield, full of damaged robot parts, the earth was full of scorching smell, and a trace of sweetness mixed with the air, Bai Zhi took a deep breath in intoxication.

This is, the smell of blood......

Sweet blood, pleasant killing, both one's own and someone else's.

"Offer your sacrifice, my Visitor, and let us partake of it together......"

A low, ethereal whisper sounded in Bai Zhi's ears.

Bai Zhi knew who was speaking, and could even imagine the bloody and smug smile on the face of that being.

Is this for me to kill these surviving soldiers? Kill the old man who was trembling at him?

Old man Candela, I like this old man very much, he is reckless, unpretentious, although his shortcomings are just as obvious, but he is a veteran with a charismatic personality, and he already regards him as a friend.

But killing them seems like a lot of fun.

In particular, let them see clearly that it was they who saved them, gained their friendship and respect, and killed them!

The purple lightning centered on Bai Zhi swelled violently, as if it was giving vent to its last strength, and the furious dragon burrowed into the earth, and the earth was cut into pieces, and all the purple lightning was neutralized with the vanishing earth, dissipating into the air.

The purple flames that covered Bai Zhi's body slowly retracted into his body, revealing the mottled pieces of blood-red armor.

Bai Zhi's body bent slightly, and the spiritual energy that poured into his body along the mysterious channel had no way to vent, and finally squeezed into Bai Zhi's body, his bones groaned, his muscles stretched to the limit, and there seemed to be a small popping sound coming from his body, making Bai Zhi's movements a little deformed.

Although he didn't know what the soul was, the swelling and tearing feeling at the spiritual level still made Bai Zhi twitch all over.

The surging spiritual energy almost tore apart Bai Zhi's body and soul, but a low chuckle came out of Bai Zhi's mouth, whether it was the death of others or his own death, it seemed to Bai Zhi at this time that it was so interesting.

Walking towards the sluggish crowd step by step, the hammer of Thor, which had been holding in his hand, was shrouded in a layer of rich purple light.

The remnants of Caesar's soldiers, at this time, finally saw clearly who had saved them, but once again looking at this blood-red majestic figure, no half of them wanted to cheer, no half of them wanted to vent the excitement of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, only a terrifying sense of fear firmly grasped the heart.

"Yes, is it Bai Zhi?" The old man Candela, who was trembling slightly, separated the crowd, an old face with loose skin and flesh, I don't know if it was because of excitement or fear, the folds on his face were trembling slightly.

In response to the other party, Bai Zhi's low laughter was echoed, and under the filtering of his breath, the electronically synthesized voice was all indifferent and cold.

The long distance was shortened little by little at Bai Zhi's feet, and the crowd couldn't help but stagger back, and in the end, only the old man Candela was still stubbornly standing in place.

Bai Zhi's low laughter gradually became high-pitched, and the huge hammer of Thor in his hand was slowly raised above the old man's head, as if he was picking a position to start.

The familiar voice of the instructor Dahan sounded in Bai Zhi's ears, hard as steel, hammered by war like refined steel: "You are our commander, you are the object of our allegiance, you are the inheritor of the great glory of mankind ten thousand years ago, you are the symbol of death in the eyes of the enemies of mankind, you are the guardian of the continuation of mankind, you are a strong warrior forged by the battlefield, you are the last hope of mankind, you are a space marine!" ”

Bai Zhi raised the warhammer in mid-air and paused slightly.

"You are also a poor pawn, forced to kill, let you grow up in your inner struggle, from the struggle to see a trace of the possibility of self-redemption, in the end, you are a hypocritical guy, everything you do, is to redeem yourself, just to let yourself catch a trace of vanity hope in the killing that will not sink."

"Give it up, kill all those in sight, kill all the legions you have built, kill all those you care about, no one will blame you, your sister will worry about you even when she dies at your hands, soldiers loyal to you will even consider death at your hands their honor, our allegiance keeper, your servant, and our devout hope will be the cornerstone of your skull throne."

Anger and reason are perfectly entangled, and Bai Zhi, who has a clear mind, can't wait to carry out heart-warming killings, just like an extremely hungry gluttonous face a tempting feast, and waves of salivating sensations make the corners of his mouth secrete a trace of saliva.

However, why is it so sad to be so eager to kill?

The twelfth implantation operation of the Space Marine, the artificial meninges, which are oblate organs, are implanted at the top of the cerebral cortex, this organ can make the Space Marines suffer fatal injuries, or consciously enter a state of suspended animation, the Star Marines in the state of suspended animation cannot wake up on their own, and can only be awakened by the intervention of external forces.

The huge Thor's hammer was slowly but firmly retracted, the hammer head was supported on the ground, and his hands were on the upper end of the hammer handle, Bai Zhi slowly lowered his head, and the power armor monitored the user's physical condition and automatically entered a locked state.

Silent as a sculpture, Bai Zhi stood in place with his hammer in both hands, without a trace of the survival that a life form should have.

The purple demonic lightning, as well as the fear that the oppressive crowd could barely breathe, disappeared in this instant.

What's going on?

At this time, everyone who had a feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe seemed to feel that they were already soaking wet.

With expressions of awe, fear, sincerity, and adoration, everyone slowly gathered around the blood-colored giant.

The old man Candela didn't know what the expression on his face should be at this time, and he felt that even if he had a lifetime of riding a horse, he didn't have the bizarre twists and turns he experienced today.

A miraculous boy, miraculously wearing a power armor described in a top-secret document, miraculously led the remnants of the defeated army to break through successfully, and when he was already desperate, he miraculously killed the emotionless robot army and fled the battlefield.

In the end, it was even more confusing to make people look red-eyed, as if he was planning to kill everyone.

Glancing at the Caesar soldiers around him who were still trembling at this time, Candela wiped the beads of sweat on his head slightly, if it weren't for a lifetime of war that made his heart as strong as iron, maybe he would be even more unbearable than them.

Gently raised his palm, waved it under Bai Zhi's eyes, and shouted softly: "Bai Zhi boy, Bai Zhi boy, you, are you okay?" ”

Touching Bai Zhi slightly, Bai Zhi, who was standing still, smashed straight to the ground like a wall.

Everyone panicked, activated the life instrument to probe, treat the battlefield, and even wanted to cut Bai Zhi's armor.

After more than ten minutes of commotion, a field medic walked up to Candela with an ugly face and said, "Old general, no heartbeat, no brain waves, he is dead......

Taking a deep breath, the old general felt that there was no day more frustrating than today: "Escort him to join the troops, he is a hero, he is also your savior, a true warrior who is not a Caesar, but who makes us all ashamed!" ”