Bluffing is a science, some people can't learn it in their lifetime, and they will be exposed as soon as they use it, but some people will completely master it and be thoroughly proficient.

Yes, Yago Sevitaleone is the latter, but he doesn't really want to use it right now.

"Maybe we should—" He shouted as he buried the chainsaw halberd in the head of a demon. "-Retreat with them first!"

"Don't even think about it." Siani replied coldly. "Stop talking, reservist, instead of taking the time to squeeze out a few words in between breaths to annoy my ears, you might as well focus on killing."

Sevita sighed and began to spin the chainsaw, setting off a bloody shower. Morec swept past him and threw a blaster into his hand.

Sevita pulled the trigger and shielded the lieutenant so that he could rush to the demon that was so large that it was spitting out more monsters through its massive maw.

He wasn't worried about Molletz, he knew he could get the job done, but—

"Didn't you say more than I did?" After all, he questioned a little unpleasantly. "That's amazing, Siani from Terra! Talk so much and keep your breathing calm! ”

Siani sneered, but did not answer for the time being.

With both fists out, he brutally sliced open a huge tentacle with two lightning claws, and countless melting human corpses poured out of it.

At the same time, a chainsaw sword at his side slashed at Siani's face, which was not yet helmeted.

The sneak attacker wears heavy Terminator armor, and the Eye of Horus replaces the Imperial Aquila on his chest. Siani, however, didn't look at it, just continued to charge.

Sevita's Chainsaw came first, blocking the blow for him.

The First Reserve squinted at the man and threw the blaster belonging to Morec to the ground. He slowly lifted the chainsaw halberd and made an inviting gesture.

In response, the Son of Horus simply raised his left hand, and the twin blasters spat out fierce tongues of fire. Sevita chuckled unsurprisingly, and suddenly dodged away.

In the next second, the Son of Horus's chest was pierced by two lightning claws, and the great force even stabbed him up. However, this was not the end of the story, as the assailant swung his claw blade in his immediate pursuit, brutally dismantling him in eight pieces.

Blood splattered out, and Siani, who was soaked and bloody, withdrew his claws, picked out a piece of his head with a vertebrae attached to it from the corpse, and threw it out.

Astarte's hard bones and his strength stacked together, turning the spine-attached skull into a slightly peculiar short spear. It pierced a savage cultist in the abdomen, pinning him to the ground.

A flash of his sword slashed and his head was chopped, and Garvel Loken gasped silently as he turned and ran for the next group of enemies.

There is no discipline on the battlefield at this moment, chaos is everywhere, and they are all following their primitive nature, unleashing this murderous and violent nature

Except for the Nightblades.

"We really should retreat."

Sevita made the suggestion again, and her tone had become much more sincere. For the famous First Reserve, this is already a remarkable concession.

Siani, on the other hand, glanced at him, and suddenly kicked a bloodied blaster from the ground. Sevita caught it firmly and hung it back on the belt around her waist, but she didn't expect Siani to open her mouth and curse.

"You bastard deserves to be caged by the tech sergeants and beaten to death by ten fighter servants."

"Ten is too little to kill me." Sevita said. "At least twenty."

"Adamantite."

"It makes no difference."

"You are not allowed to use weapons." Siani said coldly. "Only fists, just like me."

"Come on, dear hand-to-hand fighting champion." Sevita scoffed. "Everybody knows you've only fought eighteen — and you've got Adamantite gloves."

"Shut up." Siani scoffed in return. "It's like you can hit twenty."

They suddenly shut their mouths at the same time, and at the same moment they began to run wildly, turning into two flickering shadows of dark blue. For no other reason, Moletz and the rest of the 1st Company's elite were in a bitter battle.

This incident is unusual, and most of the veterans within the first company have already produced varying degrees of . change, not to mention that the leader is Moletz. The battle knife in his hand, which belonged to Van Cleef, had kept its flame high ever since it landed in Terra, and it had never been extinguished.

But what if the enemy is everywhere and outnumbered several times overnumbered of them?

They may have a talent and talent for killing far beyond all other legions, but it comes at a price. Moreover, the power gained by paying the price can never reach the point of ignoring certain objective conditions.

They've got an extraordinary boost on Terra, and Siani can easily tear apart the ranks of the Sons of Horus, but so are the demons.

And the demons. Much more than them.

The number of Nightblades is always a pain point for them.

Siani was the first to rush into the tide, and the rancid swarm of bees fell from the sky, only to be shattered by the lightning claws with two slashes. He rushed straight forward, without any intention of stopping, killing the walking corpses and diseased huge plants along the way, and finally reached the besieged Morec, and the dim yellow miasma that filled it had no effect on him.

At this moment, Morec was fighting with a huge demon with antlers on his head, and it was naturally not a good choice to use two short knives against the heavy wooden staff in the demon's hand. The adjutant fought hard, but his eyes were already lit up with pitch-black rage.

Siani immediately roared, attracting the attention of the demon and the lieutenants.

"You'd better not do that!" The Terraclan growled. "This thing doesn't need to go through as much trouble as you!"

Morec kept silent, only to retreat suddenly.

The large, obese antlers demon unleashed a terrifying agility far beyond its size at this moment, and the rotten wooden staff in his hand spewed out bursts of white, fat maggots from the tip.

Before they could hit the ground, they had already turned into a terrifying number of flies, buzzing towards the lieutenant. The adjutant was entangled again and could not get out for a while. It quickly turned around on its own, using the staff in its hand to pinpoint Siani's lightning claws.

For the first time, the two sharp weapons, which could be easily cut through Adamantite Gold, were hindered at this moment, and the demon smirked, and Siani narrowed his eyes and looked at it, only to find that the surface of its staff was actually covered with countless hairy molds, and it was they that together withstood the attack of the lightning claws.

Siani's face flashed with obvious disgust.

"Another lackey who came to die." The demon let out a breath of stench in satisfaction and struck Siani in the face. "You never know what the lessons learned, what is the significance of this battle for you? You should have stood with us. ”

"Shut up, ugly thing." Siani hissed in an authentic Nostramo. "You big idiot with a fat pig's head."

The demon of the antlers shook his head disapprovingly, and with a backhand press, he forced Desiani to retreat again and again. It tapped its staff on the top of its head, and the antlers and staff collided with each other with a dull sound.

"Even if you insist on it, I'm wearing antlers." The demon said. "Your biology is obviously not ideal, you should go-"

"-Go kill your whole family!" Sevita roared and swung her chainsaw, slashing a horrific wound from behind it.

Sickly yellowish fat and pus gushed out like a broken spout, and fell to the ground, even a puff of light smoke. If it weren't for Sevita's quick hiding, I'm afraid she would have been splashed.

The demon glanced at him disapprovingly, and touched the ground with its staff, and the ground splashed with the liquid inside it changed in an instant, and a heavy fungus blanket covered the ground in a way that transcended time.

"You're rude." The devil said. "I'm just-"

"-I'm going to kill your whole family!" Siani roared and rushed forward, a flash of anger in his eyes, black flames wrapped around his claws in an instant.

He began to swing his fists in the way he did best, stabbing, slashing, and slashing. The second half of the demon's words could not be said after all, and he swallowed it back into his stomach. Moreover, it has also lost its room to speak.

The flames penetrated deep into its body like appendages, shrinking its fat body by more than half in an instant. It wailed, and its calm posture and arrogance were immediately extinguished.

Sevita lunged at it, kicked the staff in its hand, and began to swing the chainsaw in a frenzy, working with Siani to chop the fatless demon into meat sauce.

"Stop, it's dead." Moletz walked slowly behind them, and the adjutant's expression was unsightly. "Also, who kept shouting to retreat just now?"

"It's me." Siani said.

"Less of this, Terra." The adjutant looked at him angrily. "When is this going on, and you're still going to play this kind of trick? Come here, First Reserve, I know you shouted. ”

Sevita leaned over and said nothing. He thought he was going to be reprimanded, but the adjutant's words were not a hint of accusation, and in fact, his voice was calm.

Now that the fungus blanket was being swept away by the black flames and the decay of the walking corpses finally consumed them, Morec hung up a combat knife and pulled out a yellowed parchment roll from the small storage compartment of the armed belt at his waist.

"In the name of the 1st Company Commander Van Cleef." He spoke slowly. "Sergeant Yago Sevitalyon, who is now assigned to the first company, has been promoted to the commander of the first company."

"I refuse." With a mixture of bewilderment and shock, Sevita replied to Morettz with great speed. "Van Cleef is still there—"

"—he's gone, and he won't be. You have refused orders for promotion too many times, and this is the punishment for you, First Reserve. No, Company Commander Sevitalyon. ”

Morec took a step back and bowed slightly: "Now, you can issue the order to retreat, we will obey." ”

Sevita stood there in her spirit, not saying a word. Siani patted him on the shoulder and suddenly said, "You know what, Sai? ”

The First Reserve looked at him blankly.

"From now on, no one will call you the First Reserve." Siani said with a smirk, the anger in his eyes that could not be extinguished. "Order, company commander?"

The update is complete, a total of 8K. Other than that. Yes, the chapter number is wrong again.

I can't help it, why doesn't the writer's assistant set a chapter number to postpone, I'm really easy to mistake this.

In addition: Death 3 is really well written, let's go and see it, haha.

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