Chapter 42, Killing
Chapter 42, Killing
Binghua had just flown away from the giant battleship that she had wreaked havoc on before, and she couldn't help but look back.
The energy column ejected from the engine of the giant battleship suddenly became two or three times thicker, pushing its huge hull forward.
And on its track, there happened to be a warship more than a thousand meters away. Seeing the warship from the same camp rushing towards it like a mad bull, this warship was unable to evade.
The next moment, the two warships collided, and the colliding part sank hundreds of meters on the spot, followed by a huge explosion and a huge shining flame.
Seeing that this tactic was effective, Binghua began to look for the next target.
Just when Binghua destroyed the third space battleship, hundreds of spaceships that looked like ancient warships rushed into the battlefield.
At the same time, countless male angel warriors wearing cock-comb gladiator helmets, bright silver chain mail, and holding alloy spears rushed out from these warship-style spaceships.
"Sisters, be careful! Male angels have entered the battlefield! They usually form teams of four, so sisters, do not separate to fight the enemy!"
Upon seeing this, Binghua quickly reminded the female angel warriors under her command on the dark communication channel.
Just as Binghua finished her shouting in the secret communication, four male angel warriors flew around her.
"Hey, look who we found! Such a beautiful female angel will definitely be rewarded handsomely if we present her to King Huaye."
The leading male angel spoke with a lewd smile on his face, and the other three also laughed and echoed.
Binghua put down her left hand that was covering her ears, looked around at the male angels floating in four directions around her, and spoke in a cold tone.
"You really think highly of me. You surrounded me right away."
Binghua didn't say much afterwards. When encountering an enemy on the battlefield, there was only one word to use, and that was kill.
Binghua flapped her wings and flew upwards suddenly. Seeing this, the male angels surrounding her on four sides immediately chased after her.
Binghua was not idle during the flight, and looked around at the chaotic battlefield.
Occasionally, Binghua could see the corpse of a female angel warrior floating quietly in the universe with a layer of frost condensed on its surface.
These are all female angel warriors directly under Binghua's command, because this battlefield is the area that Binghua is responsible for attacking.
Binghua gritted her teeth when she saw this. If she hadn't seen it, she might not have felt anything. But now that she had seen the bodies of these female angels who died in battle, an emotion called hatred inevitably arose in her heart.
Hatred for male angels, hatred for the subordinate civilizations of the Celestial Order. It is because of their existence that Binghua will never hear the voices of the dead female angels calling her "Sister Binghua" again.
Suddenly, Binghua caught a glimpse of a cold light rushing towards her from the side. As she was flying, Binghua reacted and rolled violently in the air.
The bright silver conical spear tip left a long and narrow scratch on Binghua's skirt armor, and a male angel who was charging with a spear was narrowly avoided by Binghua.
Otherwise, a hole would have been stabbed in Binghua's body. Binghua, who had just dodged the attack, had not yet adjusted her body when another male angel with a spear attacked her.
This male angel was the captain of the four-member angel team. Seeing that Binghua was attacked from the flank by his subordinates and was forced to retreat from the high-speed flying state, as the captain, he naturally could not miss this good opportunity.
Holding the spear in both hands, he flapped his wings with all his strength and rushed out. When the distance was enough, the male angel captain grasped the end of the spear with his right hand and pushed forward with force. The spear in his hand stabbed forward like a crossbow arrow.
Binghua quickly held the flaming sword slightly tilted horizontally in front of her body, and bent her left hand to press against the sword. Although she was not familiar with space warfare, she was confident that she was not inferior to others in cold weapon combat.
The sharp tip of the spear hit the spine of the flaming sword, sending out a few sparks, and then the tip of the spear slid to the side on the slightly tilted sword.
The male angel team leader did not anticipate this sudden change, and thus he crashed into Binghua's body.
Because they were in a space without gravity, Binghua was knocked backwards in an instant, but at the same time, a string of blood beads splashed everywhere.
The angel captain looked at the wound on his heart with some disbelief. Because of the vacuum, a large amount of blood turned into blood beads and flew around.
"Flame-level weapon..."
The male angel captain lost consciousness before he could finish his words, with an expression of disbelief still on his face, as if he couldn't believe that he would die so easily.
Before, Binghua used his left arm to hold up the blade of the Flame Sword while also taking out his own Flame-grade dagger.
When the spear in the angel captain's hand was deflected to the side by the flaming sword in Binghua's hand, and he couldn't stop his body from rushing towards Binghua, Binghua raised the flaming dagger in his left hand, and the tip of the sword just pierced the heart of the male angel.
Binghua, flying backwards, crashed into a huge metal wreckage of a damaged warship and stopped. As soon as he was able to control his body, he immediately started calculating in his mind.
'Connect to the Flame Sword's built-in weapon computing cloud! Start...'
Just as Binghua was trying to connect to the computing cloud built into the flaming sword in her hand, a male angel holding a spear and no longer showing contempt on his face rushed over and stabbed him with the spear.
With something to support her feet, Binghua felt much more comfortable immediately. She leaned against the metal wall behind her and rolled to the right.
boom!
The entire metal wreckage of the warship shook, and the spear in the male angel's hand directly poked a hole in the metal wreckage.
Binghua curled the corner of his mouth, stopped connecting to the computing cloud, flipped the flaming sword in his hand, and slashed it out horizontally.
The male angel opened his eyes wide and tried to dodge, but the spear in his hand was stuck too deeply into the metal wreckage and he was not able to pull it out immediately, causing him to be a beat slow.
In less than a second, the exchange between life and death was completed.
Binghua's hands are very steady after practicing swordsmanship for more than a hundred years, without any shaking or deviation from the target.
The flaming sword accurately passed through the neck of the male angel beside him, almost beheading him.
The male angel loosened his grip on the weapon, covered his throat with both hands, his eyes bulged with a look of disbelief, but he was unable to stop the large amount of blood from oozing out from between his fingers.
After Binghua finished swinging the sword, he drew the sword and flew to the side without hesitation, because the remaining two male angels were chasing after him with red eyes and spears in their hands.
Binghua glanced around and found a place with a lot of warship wreckage. She flapped her wings and rushed over. As for the two tails chasing her, they naturally followed closely behind.
While flying, Binghua once again connected to the micro-computing cloud she installed in the Flame Sword.
"Connecting to the Flame Sword Computing Cloud, connection successful, starting the light and shadow deflection algorithm and the light and shadow refraction algorithm."
When they passed a larger warship wreckage, Binghua's figure began to fade, as if she was wearing an invisibility cloak, and all the light shining on her was deflected in other directions.
(End of this chapter)