Constantine watched the injured giant beast sink into the molten iron, the supernatural blood flowing on the skin was ignited like oil, the skin was burned, and bright flames appeared. The giant beast roared because of the pain, and Blackcard Burt had just kept twisting his body, and the broken bat wings stirred in the red iron, surging, and the harsh psionic sound waves burst out wantonly, but the fate of sinking could not be avoided. When the melted steel poured into its snout and burned its throat, the sound completely disappeared. The guards fired a shot down and pressed the skull that had not yet fallen into the molten river.

As the last sound wave exploded in the iron, the molten metal erupted like magma, cooled and fell, and countless tiny irregular steel balls fell on the deck, like a pleasant rain. Constantine put down her arm and brushed away the solidified droplets of iron on the battle robe. He believed that this giant beast with extremely tenacious vitality finally came to an end. The king of the Atilan Inhuman race finally died in its castle, which was not considered a shame for its honor as a king. However, Constantine did not see the other giant beast falling into the same end. The witnesses who may exist in this linear timeline were not equipped with a communication system, and he did not expect to get an answer after asking questions.

Constantine saw a golden armor flashing through the corner and finally disappeared.

He nodded in that direction and gestured a tactical gesture of the Imperial Guards with one hand, even though he didn't know if the other party could receive this information. He continued to wait for a while until there was only the molten metal river purring, the groaning of the broken metal bracket, and the power armor detection system did not detect any life signals, so he opened the communication channel again.

Hannibal, Hammurabi, Derick first waited for the Guards to enter the reopened explosion-proof door, and kept the tactical formation down the stairs, and saw the guards standing on the deck above the boiling molten iron. The rusted explosion-proof door could not stop the loud noise of the battle. This place was changed. The metal that should not have been rusted was corroded, the bulge on the walls was like herpes, and each deck was filled with painful emotions - they didn't know what enemy Constantine was fighting, but the shock caused by the battle made the decks under their combat boots tremble. Even if the Guards were a group of supermen who always remained calm and rational, they could not help guessing and expressed concern about the safety of the Guards.

Everything here shows that even the commander of the Imperial Guard Constantine had gone through a hard battle to complete the task. Other Imperial Guards knew nothing about the details of this task, but they could still distinguish the type of enemy based on the knowledge they had learned, and judge the enemy's body shape and general appearance through the traces left on the scene - here is a grille deck full of twisted folds, and an out-of-curved steel bracket, indicating that the enemy has a huge body shape and powerful force. The terror here is deeply uncomfortable. The etheric energy penetrates deeply into the metal and air, and some broken steel even forms similar to blood vessels grow.

The guards went down the stairs and clearly saw that the several decks above the location of Constantine were all marked by signs of damage from claws and power weapons. The huge gap on the deck was enough to accommodate the giant beast that left scratches on the five-meter-high bracket. The power armor of the guards had obvious blunt impact scars, which showed that Constantine might have had a collision with a metal bracket. The ruby ​​inlaid on the shoulder armor was shattered, and the crimson battle robe was dyed large black and purple by blood. Only the giant spear brought by the emperor to Atilan Star Castle was still clean, and it seemed that the enemy's dirty blood could never pollute this magic weapon.

The management system of the Imperial Guards is flat. As a temporary combat squad, other Imperial Guards officers can also view Constantine's physical condition through the information displayed on the helmet holographic projection tactical panel. They were surprised to find that the power armor was seriously damaged after suffering most of the damage, and the silent server at the joint position kept buzzing, and an armor plate was pulled down, revealing the electronic muscle bundle and exoskeleton bracket behind the armor plate. However, the medical system records of the Imperial Guards showed that the Imperial Guards were still standing in front of them as usual after undergoing severe injuries such as muscle strains and bone fractures, and moving freely.

The broken decks were covered with large pieces of solidified or burnt blood and minced meat. Some fell from the cracks in the upper deck, while others were giant aberrant limbs that completely exceeded the scope of conventional mutants and exceeded the limit of human genetic mutation. Even though they were fragmented, they were still undergoing nerve reactions. The hot wind blew up from the cracks on the decks, and the flesh and blood rotted at a speed visible to the naked eye. The unpleasant smell was even more unbearable. The guards had to close the external air passages of the face armor and barely endured at the cost of losing the odor clues.

"The next goal, priority is crimson."

"Crimson-level goal!"

Tita stabbed the sword deeply into the mutant's body and punched the enemy in the head. This heavy punch made the mutant wearing a simple metal helmet dizzy. Even though the helmet was severely deformed and its skull was broken, the helmet still did not fall off. It was not until Tita kicked it over to the local area that it was discovered that the helmet was destined to be merged with the mutant's skull. She curled her lips in disgust, and at the same time she waved an elbow to smash a mutant who was far taller than her. She pulled out the plasma pistol and shot a white-hot plasma ball to burn a big hole in the body blocking it. Through the flesh and blood body emitting thick smoke, Tita saw a figure in a crimson robe that was constantly crowded towards the crowd behind her.

"Blasphemy!" Tita's roar shocked the figure, and then showed a fierce expression. The latter opened his mouth and read out the language that Tita couldn't understand, waved his arms backwards, and then the mutants beside her seemed to have been injected with combat medicine. They looked at Tita one after another, escaped from the crowd that fled backwards, and rushed towards her and the other two combat sisters. The combat sister had to ignore the command to save ammunition, and pulled the trigger again to clear out a path of flesh and blood.

"Stop! Or I will cut off your head here!"

Tita's warning did nothing.

Seeing that the believers who were protecting themselves were shattered by the bomb, the priestess Feili stretched out his finger to recite the difficult and obscure spell. The audio capture function of the power armor clearly recorded the pronunciation of the priestess Feili, but he could not recognize the text to which the pronunciation belonged. In the blink of an eye, the silk thread composed of deep purple energy gathered in the air. A giant claw the size of a mortal grew out of thin air, from bones, muscles to blood vessels, formed instantly. The bloody giant claw had no skin, and the sharp and dirty nails swung towards Tita and the combat sisters. Tita subconsciously swung its long sword and cut off one of the fingers of the demon claw formed by the spell. The other two combat sisters had no time to shoot and grabbed the mutant blocking in front of him to block this filthy magic.

They saw that the skin of the mutant caught by the spell began to dissolve, as if soaked in a strong acid liquid, the victim remained consciousness, and no matter what kind of pain it was, it could not unconscious. A combat sister curled her lips and solved its pain with a bomb. In the blink of an eye, the demonic hand swallowed the victim, and the fingers that were cut off by Tita grew again, and then continued to fly towards the combat sister like a living thing.

The next second, the demonic hand hit a shield. Aparisha rushed out of the crowd with her shield and pressed the demonic hand tightly against the wall. Before she could express her gratitude, Tita and the other two combat sisters turned their heads and rushed towards the priestess Feile who continued to escape. This time she was pushed outside by the crowded crowd. When she saw the fierce fighting sisters, she waved the fluorescent blue nuclear fuel rod. The two combat sisters activated the steel wings, flew over the fleeing mutant cultists, drew an arc in the air and then smashed the priestess Feile.

One of the sisters deftly avoided the attack from beside her and used a bayonet mounted on the bomb gun to penetrate the priestess Feile's armpit. Another combat sister swung a punch to the priestess in the face, allowing her to swallow the vicious spell together with her broken teeth. Only then did Tita rush to her. She activates the steel wings and knocks over the mutant in pieces, the scorched human body with the fiery tail flames, and the long sword wielding the dense flesh and blood body and bones smoothly.

"Pagan. In the name of the emperor, I declare you death." Tita looked indifferently at the priestess Feile, who narrowed his eyes in pain. "You will be tried on the stolen rack, and any pollution you cause will be completely purified. Joy, your blasphemy against the human population will be cleansed, and your sins will be repaid in divine pain."

The fighting sisters firmly grasped the bloody chin of the priestess Feile.

This was a bit unnecessary because the priestess Feile's jaw and cheekbones had already been shattered and fractured, but in order not to let her spit out any toxic truth, the combat sisters also firmly grasped her fingers. The power of the power armor and the power of the artificial human itself made the combat sisters easily crush the priestess Feile's fingers. She spit out a bloody cry with her broken mouth.

"you……"

"Shut up, blasphemer!"

Without Tita's instructions, the fighting sisters grabbed the priestess Feile's chin even harder. The fragments of the mandible pierced the skin, like sharp blades pierced bloodily. The huge pain made the priestess Feile almost lose consciousness. The fighting sisters looked at Tita and issued the order after getting Tita's nod. Then the genetically modified warriors saw the fighting sisters with steel wings leaving the front without hesitation and gathered next to the commander Tita. They no longer saved ammunition and used all means to clear out a large blank area. The mutants who were trying to escape in front had to turn around again, and then installed the genetically modified warriors who had been waiting for a long time. The mutants behind ran back even more desperately, trying to return the same way, even if they stepped on the bodies of the same kind, even if the fallen kind was trampled to pieces and their internal organs were broken.

"Your judgment is coming, but not now."

Tita bent down and said to the priestess Feili through the audio grille of the power armor. The blood-red tactical spectacle stared at the eyes of the priestess Feili. Tita saw the eyes of the cult priestess Feili with vicious hatred. She took off her helmet and looked directly at the cultist's eyes with her own eyes. "I will let you continue to suffer in pain. But in the end your soul will be purified, everything your master has given you will be cleared, and you will die as a human being. Thank Him, my Lord is the Savior of the human race, and even you, a lost pagan, can get His mercy."

"If you were willing to use your time to pull the trigger, maybe we would have completed the task long ago."

Perhaps because the caster was in pain, the demonic hand composed of spells turned into black and purple smoke disappeared, but before it disappeared, the spell left several deep scratches on Aparisha's shield, and even the ion shield generator overheated. While cutting over the mutant cult who was pushing towards him, Aparisha teased the sisters' unmilitary behavior in a lazy tone, but

The sisters did not respond to the ridicule of the knights, and even Catherine floating in the air did not respond. Her brightness burned the skin of those mutants who had never seen the brilliance of stars, and the plural visual organs lost their function due to pain. This brightness never appeared in the eternal night of Attilan Star Castle. Many mutants evolved into dark eyes, but closed their eyes painfully when the craving light came, and dared not look directly.

"Now you should kill these mutants quickly," Aparicha said. "At least you have to complete the regent."
Chapter completed!