Chapter 666, I’m here to help you!

Chapter 666, I’m here to help you!
Salilius is of course the top fighter.

Simply being a champion is not enough to describe his strength.

After landing, the Iron-Armored Warriors naturally surrounded them. Their numbers were far greater than the hundred or so Ortopis warriors who had landed. Ten against one were not enough, and they wished they could use a hundred against one.

It is true that Ortopis warriors are strong, but even if they are generally a level stronger, they are still Space Marines.

The Bronze Warriors could only stand back to back and rely on each other, attracting three to five times the number of enemies to siege them, trying their best to hold on and not lose any men, and it would be a great achievement if they could kill one enemy.

But that is not the case with Salilius.

With his eight-man personal guard, Tiekai killed anyone who came his way.

I didn't see him have any sophisticated means, just a spear as fast as a dragon, a stab, the oncoming or side of the armored warrior, no matter how hard they tried, they were pierced through the heart by the holy spear, and died on the spot. Whether it was ordinary tactical armor or much heavier Terminator armor, under the holy relic, it made no difference, one stab would penetrate, and one stab would kill.

As for the enemy's attacks, some were dodged, but most were blocked by the large red copper shield.

To block this attack, no matter how much strength the attacker used, or how powerful the long-range firepower was, Salilius' shield remained motionless, and even Salilius himself could not feel any aftereffects. All attacks were completely dissipated on the surface of the shield.

Sometimes, Salilius only needed to raise his hand slightly, and the large copper shield could even reflect the enemy's attack.

Long-range firepower would follow the deflection direction of the shield and blast towards the position that Salilius wanted to hit; close-range sword slashes, or heavy hammer smashes, would also be deflected to the body by the power of the shield, and the body would feel the huge recoil and lose balance. Often at this time, a fatal spear would follow.

An iron-armored warrior with a champion's headdress suffered a great loss.

While Salilius was dealing with the enemy coming from another direction, he fired a burst of bullets at Salilius with his bolter. In the crowd, the bullets accurately found the warband leader. But Salilius ducked down like a prophet, put his shield under him, and rolled to avoid a string of bullets. Then, when the champion abandoned his gun and drew his sword to slash, Salilius, who was half-crouching on the ground, jumped up first and stabbed with his spear at lightning speed.

After all, he was a champion. At the critical moment, the iron armor pressed down the sword and chopped the spear, and finally blocked it. But the next moment, in his sight, a flaming bull head was infinitely enlarged in his sight - that was the pattern of the holy shield in Salilius's hand!

The next moment, his entire body was lifted up by the round shield, and the heavy blow caused his entire body to shake. But before he could regain control of his body, a spear pierced his chest from bottom to top.

It seemed like just a wound, but in fact, during the piercing process, the scattered energy field carried by the spear destroyed his heart and three lungs.

With a champion on his spear, the image of Salilius was deeply engraved in the hearts of all the surrounding iron-armored warriors. Their brains, which had been infected by insects, were trembling because of this scene. For a moment, they dared not come up and die in vain. They watched Salilius slowly put down the spear, stepped on the corpse, and pulled out the spear.

But at this moment, there was a burst of footsteps, getting faster and faster.

Salilius looked over there and saw a guy who looked no different from an ordinary Terminator veteran walking towards him.

But the strange thing was that all the infected armored warriors moved to the left and right, making way for this 'seemingly' ordinary Terminator to walk over.

If there is anything peculiar about him, it would be his weapon - his claws.

The pair of sharp claws, four in each, stretched out from the back of the fist. They were actually very long, extending from the back of the hand to near the ankle.

But they don't look slender.

On the contrary, because it is thick enough and has enough curvature, it looks more like a pair of pliers made up of sharp claws.

No one would doubt that if this thing caught your head, it would be easily removed with a twist.

Even someone as strong as Salilius felt a sense of oppression from this guy.

But at this moment, with the tit-for-tat between the soldiers, how could there be any room for calm thinking?
Now, there is no longer any Commander-in-Chief of the Western Front, Salisbury, but only a pure warrior.

He roared, raised the holy shield, raised the holy spear, and charged towards the oncoming person!

The guards around him also raised their weapons and charged forward!
No matter who you are, die!

The one with the claws in his hands also let out a roar!

This is quite rare.

After the infected person's brain and heart are eaten by the bugs, he will scream, but it is difficult for him to make such a strong and powerful sound.

However, as he shouted, the Ironclad Space Marines around him also roared. The Ironclads, who far outnumbered the Ortaupis, followed the leader and charged forward.

The gray-black waves slammed heavily onto the brass-colored reefs.

In an instant, the waves were separated, but the reefs were also slightly peeled off.

Three of Salilius's bodyguards were overwhelmed and knocked down.

Among them, two actually died at the hands of the two-claw warrior.

Salilius's personal guards were already the top masters in the Ortopis Regiment. In such a large-scale confrontation, they faced an enemy that was more than ten times their own, but only one person was knocked down by an ordinary iron-armored warrior.

But in an instant, a personal guard of Salilius was accurately hit on the head by the claws. Under the fierce tearing, the connection between the helmet and the armor was even violently destroyed, and the cervical vertebrae inside were cut off. He threw it away casually like a ball.

The next moment, one of Ortopis' personal guards swung his long-handled battle axe horizontally, as if to cut the Iron Armor Terminator in half and avenge his fighting brother.

However, the sharp claws, still covered in blood, firmly held the axe blade.

With another twist, the copper warrior who refused to let go of the battle axe was dragged to the side of the iron armor terminator.

Only then did the guard let go of his hand and raised it high, intending to give the Terminator a hard punch.

The iron claws grasped his fist firmly, and the sharp claws buckled inwards, piercing through the arm armor, and presumably also penetrated the bones and blood of the Ortopis warrior, but his firm will prevented him from even uttering a muffled groan.

But the gray Terminator refused to leave any room for maneuver.

He took a big step forward and stretched out his other sharp claw, and all four claws pierced through the helmet of the strong copper warrior.

Two claws penetrated from the eyes of the helmet, and two claws penetrated from the cheeks. The claws that extended from the other side penetrated the entire helmet, carrying the blood of the warrior in front of them, and merged with the blood of the warrior in front of them, so that they could not be distinguished from each other. "No!"

A roar came from the side.

Salilius himself arrived, having killed three armored warriors.

It seems that there is one more victory, but in fact, the loss of three Iron Armors is nothing to the Iron Armors.

However, the death of two Ortaupian warriors was equivalent to the death of a quarter of Salilius's guards.

Of course he was furious!
However, the swift thrust had no effect.

The Iron Armor Terminator, who had been killing and attacking fiercely before, now cunningly dodged the stab of the Holy Spear.

The movement was so swift that he avoided the attack that no one in the armor could escape before.

The sharp claws were directed towards Salilius' head, and the shield was raised to block, but the armored Terminator was still able to avoid the head-on confrontation, and turned over in mid-air, and the claws scratched on the shield, making a harsh sound and accompanied by fierce sparks.

The next moment, he appeared beside Salilius!
With his waist and abdomen twisting, his powerful core strength pierced straight at the leader of Ortopis with his sharp claws.

But immediately, under the threat of the spear's light, he had to retract his claws, retreat several steps, and avoid the extended thrust of the spear.

After one round of fighting, there was no clear winner between the two!

But they only stopped for a moment, and then the two of them bullied each other and started fighting fiercely again.

The dazzling fight was dazzling and the fire was flying everywhere. Each of them had moments of extreme crisis, but they were resolved by their own superb skills.

During the confrontation, Salilius was secretly surprised.

The warriors on the opposite side are definitely not at the level of the group champion.

Its technical and tactical level is definitely higher than that of the so-called champion.

But if that were all, Salilius still had full confidence that he could win the battle with the Holy Lance and Holy Shield in his hands.

After all, the opponent was not really at the level of the so-called 'Emperor's Champion' or 'Emperor's Chosen' that Salilius had competed with before.

However, Salilius himself, with the help of the two holy objects, has already approached this level infinitely.

However, this gray-black Terminator has extremely powerful strength and body control ability, so much so that when his claws clasped the holy shield, there was no rebound; even after he had tried his best, he could still change his posture in an instant and connect to the next attack or dodge in an inhuman way.

These unexpected combat moves caused Salilius to suffer a lot.

His body had been torn several times by sharp claws. This set of finely crafted power armor, made by the most famous armor master on Mars, seemed to be made of paper and was easily torn apart, hurting the flesh inside the armor. It was because of Salilius's high level that he did not let these injuries have a serious impact on his body. The toxins that invaded through the wounds were also blocked by Superman's body. The universal antidote secreted by the organs removed a small amount of invading toxins; more toxins were locked in unimportant areas by the tightly closed muscles.

He didn't let the other party have an easy time, and the holy spear stabbed a few times fiercely, and also easily penetrated the armor. But the flesh under the gray-black armor was even stranger, and not even blood flowed out.

If they continue to fight like this, perhaps both of them will fight to the point of exhaustion, or one of them will make a serious mistake due to physical strength or injury, and thus lose the victory and his life.

But I'm afraid the reality is not a one-on-one arena.

When Salilius was completely entangled and fell into a evenly matched confrontation, without his backbone, the remaining five Bronze Guards could not withstand the siege of iron-armored warriors who were dozens of times more in number.

They were powerful in combat, but after killing enemies three times their number, they could not hold on and fell one after another.

On the other hand, without the protection of his personal guards, some enemies could join in the siege of Salilius himself.

Some experts tried to join the battle in close combat with power swords, and even if they were pierced through the body by the holy spear and died after three or five rounds, their preparations for Salilius had already taken effect, often allowing the gray-black terminator to leave a few more wounds on the body of the Ortopis leader.

There is no need for even close assistance from experts. Just some sharpshooters who can seize the opportunity from a distance and shoot Salilius a few times can cause him to suffer a lot in a battle where he has already put all his effort into it.

If the fighting continues like this, Salilius will undoubtedly be defeated.

He knew it himself, but he had already used all his abilities.

He will not despair, he will just continue to fight with all his might until his death.

At this moment, the sky was filled with the roar of a large number of Kirin and Fengshen fighters flying around. Although there were also the sounds of fighters crashing due to anti-aircraft fire, Salilius' ears still caught the most crucial cry:
"I'm here to help you!"

Countless Space Marines in red, gray, green, white, and even armor of various colors jumped from one fighter plane after another and joined the battle on the ground.

And the leader who led them was none other than the Phoenix Legion Captain, Sarath Martins, the commander-in-chief of the alliance appointed by Governor Gu!
The scarlet angel descended from the sky, raised the dark green phase sword high, and killed an iron-armored Terminator veteran as soon as he landed. Then he took the lead and led his personal guards - the Nirvana Guards, and charged into the core of the battlefield.

The Nirvanas, all the champions of the company, fought fiercely with the Iron Armored Warriors, and Martins himself directly intervened in the battle between Salilius and the gray-black Terminator.

After undergoing training, enlightenment, level improvement, and self-enlightenment, Martins was also blessed by the gods symbolizing the subspace storm. His strength should not be underestimated.

The phase sword in his hand, although not a holy object, is also the most advanced individual weapon that cannot be mass-produced until now.

With such strength, he is certainly qualified to join the battle.

With the combined efforts of the two, the powerful Dual Claw Terminator was finally suppressed, so much so that his helmet was destroyed by a dangerous blow from Martins.

He simply grabbed the helmet with one hand and threw it far away, revealing the face underneath, which was completely unrecognizable and filled with wriggling thick purple-red blood vessels.

But even though it no longer looked human, Martins and Salisbury still recognized this familiar face.

"Humphrey Paul... the biggest traitor!"

(End of this chapter)