Chapter Eighty-Seven: Two Guns
Of course, Mohr knew that he couldn't single-handedly overturn the two soldiers and horses in front of him, and then escape with the little insect knight.
But the responsibility lies with him, and he must also be stunned for a while, and do his best to protect that important spoils of war for the Empire.
So think about it quickly, what they would do if they handed over the situation in front of them to those legendary heroes of the Empire.
A Dark Spirit warrior suddenly pounced, attempting to inflict a painful death on his target with a poisonous blade.
Moore quickly dodged the opponent's attack, and then swung the power sword in his hand, directly splitting the opponent in half.
If the Lion King Ryan was here, he would probably cut these two waves of people directly?
I heard that no matter how powerful a space soldier is, he is not a one-in-one enemy of the genetic prototype
No, you can't compare it with the Lion King, the hardware configuration is too bad, and you have to find a Space Marine as a reference.
Another space necromantic scorpion destroyer rushed forward, wielding the hyperphasic twin blades in his hand to tear him to shreds.
This Mohr played harder.
He dodged the enemy's blade attacks, and then dodged the three metal footgear that looked like spider legs.
The various tosses made by the clowns in the flower clothes before had a very obvious effect at this moment.
Then, he took the opportunity to go around the back of the thing and stabbed the monster with all his might.
Moore fought valiantly, but his personal power seemed so small in this war.
Even if he doubled the number of enemies he killed by a hundredfold, he still couldn't influence the situation in front of him.
Powerful Astarte, preferably from their Dark Angel Warband, can anyone provide a reference?
He tried to seek strength from the sages.
Azrael, the Supreme Mentor, Belial, the Deathwing Mentor.
These are the first-class powerhouses of their Dark Angel Warband, and their great feats are enough to be written into an epic for people to sing.
Will they be able to reconcile the situation?
Moore felt that the situation was a bit hanging.
The strength of the Great Gurus is indeed strong, but they have not reached the level of being able to create miracles.
If even they can't solve the problem, what will Moore do to live up to the emperor's expectations?
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in Moore's mind.
When it comes to legendary, there is no doubt that the Dark Angel can compare to that man except for Ryan himself, who is a genetic prototype, and Luthor, the great traitor.
He might be able to settle everything in front of him.
But the problem is that the man is a traitor, a fallen angel, the number one target of the emperor's eldest sons.
The man with a hood, two guns in his hand, and a large sword behind him—Cypher.
His origins are a mystery, and Seifer is a title of lord rather than a real name, and his duty is to guard the traditions and customs of the Order, preside over ceremonies, and advise the Order. The one who becomes Lord of Cypher will leave behind everything he has had in the past and hide his face forever under the hood of his cloak.
He doesn't know whether he is good or evil, he obviously does things that violate the sacred dogma, and he has instigated the shadow behind several rebellions in the Empire, and even does not hesitate to cooperate with Chaos, but sometimes he will help the Empire fight against the enemies of mankind, and he has also gone to the Boulder Fortress several times to talk to the Dark Angel's high-level secrets.
Not only was he able to easily escape the Dark Angel's arrest after arrest, but he could even escape the Terra Palace's prison guarded by the Forbidden Army in a matter of hours, something that no one had been able to do for thousands of years.
His purpose is unknown, and he wishes to meet the Emperor with the restored Lion King's sword, which is speculated to be used to beg for forgiveness or to kill the Emperor.
And the reason why Moore thinks this way is not only because the man is powerful, his nominal brother, the betrayer who needs to be captured, but also because he seems to see that figure in the fog of the net.
In an instant, Moore thought it was some kind of hallucination, and the hooded man flashed by.
But in the dark, he decided that it was true.
Unforgivable degenerate!
Moore directly raised his sword and rushed over.
He crossed the battlefield of fierce fighting, and locked on to the target in front of him.
And that figure was like a mirror, Moore could see it, but he couldn't catch the corner of his clothes.
Is it really him?
What is the purpose of his presence here?
Moore chased with all his might, leaving the battlefield of the dark spirits and the space necromancers to a clearing, and the target burrowed into the surrounding fog, and the figure could never be found again.
"I know you're here, traitor, come out and face me!"
Moore was on high alert and shouted loudly around him.
The enemy who had inflicted countless injuries on the Empire, his betrayed brother, once seen, must clear the portal at all costs.
However, Moore received no answer, as if the figure was just an illusion of his imagination.
It's like Wei Mu often jokes - you dark angels can usually talk well, and when you meet a fallen angel, it's like you're enchanted.
Calm down, Mohr, the prey is just hidden, think of the forests of Caliban, think of the ancient knights hunting behemoths. He silently admonished himself.
The young dark angel gathered his mind and began to feel the aura around him.
The adjustment worked, and Mohr sensed an anomaly, and suddenly turned around and stabbed in that direction.
The power sword entwined with blue energy slashed through the mist of the net, slicing through the man's disguise.
"Got you!"
Sure enough, just like the rumors, the double guns, the hood, and the Lion King Sword on the back were none other than the head of the fallen angels that their dark angels were looking for.
"Shame on you, traitor, after all the evil you have done to the Empire!"
Moore hurriedly took advantage of the momentum to pursue, trying to take it down directly.
In the face of Moore's clever attack, Seifer did not fight back, but kept dodging.
The dangerous power sword approached Seifer's body again and again, but it was always a little bit close, and it couldn't hurt him in the slightest.
"So, immature......"
After dodging another attack, Syver suddenly dodged in front of Moore and slammed the butt of his hand in Moore's face.
Moore was in pain, and his body couldn't help but take a step back.
But soon he raised his sword again and slew him, and that hurt him was nothing.
Only this time, Mohr failed to swing the power sword down.
He stopped attacking not because of Seifer himself, but because of the figures that appeared around him.
One, two, three, four......
Twelve Dark Watchers quietly serve by Seifer's side.
This sudden scene directly made Moore stupid.
You know, among the Dark Angels, only the most prominent members can walk with the Dark Watchers, and it is a great honor to have a robed villain partner.
When Vimu abducted Jawa, Moore was envious for a long time.
But even their supreme mentors only have a maximum of three robed villain companions.
The fallen angel in front of him actually carried twelve.
What does this mean exactly?
For a time, Moore's brain even stagnated and lost the ability to think.
"Your behavior needs to be changed, fellow man, if the male lion returns one day, he will certainly not want to see the Dark Angel as he is now." Seifer said lightly.
"You...... Have you betrayed at all? ”
"It's because the obsession with us has caused the rest of the empire to suffer, and this kind of behavior looks more like a betrayal."
"We're here to stop you, to restore the lion and the legion's reputation!"
"Then who do you think we are doing to stop us?" Self asked.
In fact, unless the Lion King himself reconciles, the question between the Dark Angel and the Fallen Angel has fallen into a state of insolvability, and the question and answer between the two of them is meaningless.
Loyalty is a reward in itself.
And their dark angels can't give this reward to the fallen angels.
"If you can help us reclaim that young god, the fallen angel may have a chance to be forgiven!" Moore tried to suggest.
"I'll take care of that bug baby god." "But not with you." ”
"What, you can't just leave, you ......"
Before Mohr could finish speaking, Seifer dodged and retreated into the mist again.
"If you want to prove your worth, try to stop the next enemy that comes your way."
Cypher's voice was heard.
"The next enemy?"
Moore hurriedly chased after him, carefully searching for the figure of the fallen angel, unwilling to give up.
However, at this moment, a war cry suddenly sounded from all around, enveloped in monstrous anger.
In order to capture the precious young god, more enemies have been drawn here.
"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull!"
A group of rabbit-eared hunk men in red armor roared loudly and suddenly came out of the fog.
(End of chapter)