Chapter 57 Blood Thirst (Part 1) (Please Read On)

A world was executed.

On the planet Pentalos, the only remaining capital of the Tagar Mutant Empire was right in front of Kano.

A city complex surrounded by huge walls stood on the once fertile plains. The outer fortifications were attacked from multiple sides at the same time and caught fire on all sides.

The atmosphere turned into pieces of burning promethium steam, and the fields turned into boiling toxic quagmires. The defensive fortress that had resisted every riot and alien invasion in the old night and dark age was now a pile of smoking rubble.

In the shadows caused by the raging fire, he could no longer see any resistance.

Those mutants, they were being driven away, repelled, and buried alive by the collapsed fortresses around them.

Kano spent a lot of effort to find a resistance force of the enemy from the incomplete ruins around him. It was a group of mutants wearing black shell combat uniforms.

Those mutants who had been genetically modified for more than a dozen generations were tall and almost as good as space marines.

According to the dissection results in the previous battle, the heavy armor on their bodies was not some kind of implant, but grew directly from the body.

They held spear-shaped weapons in their hands.

The length of this weapon was between two and three meters, and it could not only exert strong lethality in medium and short distances.

Moreover, even when facing long-range enemies, the spear could also spray a blue neon tube-like laser, which was powerful enough to blow up an entire wall. Even the power armor on the Space Marines could not provide perfect protection.

But the disadvantage was that their attack frequency was too low and the attack pre-swing time was too long.

Unless they were ambushed and attacked in advance.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to cause effective damage to the Space Marines.

When Kano saw this group of mutant warriors hiding in the abandoned round tower, their fate was doomed.

Swish!

Two lasers shot out at Kano.

Kano easily ducked to avoid it, and when they were about to shoot for the second time, Kano's tall and burly figure was already close to their bodies.

Buzz!

Kano took the black power sword named "Etching" from his belt.

His thumb gently rubbed the activation rune on the hilt, and a decomposition field like a burning flame was already close to the surface of the blade.

A comfortable vibration was continuously coming from the hilt.

Generally speaking.

Power swords are much more expensive than chainsaw swords and have stronger lethality.

The decomposition field of the former can almost split any known armor. The expensive Terminator armor and ordinary armor are no different in front of the power sword.

Although the chainsaw sword can cause exaggerated damage to flesh and blood entities, it is far behind various kinetic weapons in terms of armor penetration.

For a recruit like Kano.

It is a happy thing to have a power sword, not to mention that "Etching" is a fine product of the same type.

Purvis's serious face reappeared in his memory.

He will not live up to the teacher's expectations, nor will he live up to this sword.

Buzz!

Etching in the air drew a graceful arc.

Two heads rose in response.

The biological armor on the mutant's lower jaw not only failed to play the protective role it should have, but also slowed down their reaction speed, becoming a fatal flaw.

"Two!"

Two numbers bounced on the kill counter on the upper left corner of Kano's helmet.

He became more cheerful.

When Kano was about to deal with the mutants hiding in the back, a gray wind blew past him.

Their movements were so fast that they were blurred, and there was no sound when they moved.

Like a group of gray ghosts.

Kano was stunned for almost half a second before realizing that the people who had just passed by him were his blood relatives in the same legion.

When he came to his senses completely, the bodies of seven or eight mutants fell to the ground.

The veterans of the Ninth Legion also disappeared.

"No way--"

Kano's heart beat violently, and he realized a terrible fact, if he couldn't make his actions faster. In the whole battle, he might only get these two heads.

This is not the first time he fought side by side with the Space Marine veterans.

In his eyes.

If the soldiers of the 16th Legion were a group of wolves with strict discipline and measured advance and retreat.

Then the veterans of the 9th Legion in front of him were a group of efficient and accurate killing weapons.

As a group, they lacked the necessary coordination, but as individuals, their cruel and brutal attack efficiency was increased to an exaggerated degree.

Kano started running.

He didn't want to have only this insignificant gain in a whole large-scale battle.

He would be laughed at by the new recruits of Baal, and in the next hundred years.

He would become a laughing stock after dinner.

Boom!

Kano rushed out of the crumbling and collapsing defensive building and returned to the street.

The war was still going on, but it was almost coming to an end.

When he looked up, he saw the figure of the archangel passing by in the flaming sky.

Several anti-aircraft guns mounted on the tower fired at her figure, but she dodged them easily.

Dense ammunition chains passed by the angel's broad wings quickly, but none of the tens of thousands of bullets could really cause damage to the angel.

She was like an ice-white petrel passing through a storm, but her wings were never wet. Every movement of the archangel was full of incredible beauty.

Kano knew.

Angels have a special perspective.

Ordinary people can only see what is happening in front of them, but angels can see what will happen in the future.

It is precisely because of this unique ability that the angels can lead the people of Baal II out of trouble and step by step towards the final victory and liberation.

And now, when the angel came from the desert to the star sea, this ability seemed to have grown a lot again. It is almost impossible to cause damage to the angel with long-range firepower.

Swish!

The angel folded her wings and began to dive.

She fell into the fortress in the center of the city, and the huge impact directly tore the surrounding walls.

The bodies of seven or eight mutants were directly torn to pieces by the roaring force, and the surviving soldiers rushed forward.

They are the most elite soldiers in the Tagar Kingdom, with bodies that have been highly mutated for war, wearing heavy steel armor, and holding shining energy swords, but they can only struggle desperately in the last fortress.