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Chapter 456 Looking at my big sword, you say it again?
"Silly beep!"

"Ahhhh!"

Hearing the arrogant male voice echoing throughout the spaceship, the missionary broke his defenses. He swore that no one he had known in hundreds of thousands of years, whether it was a pioneer or an ancient human, had such a character that drove him crazy .

"Missionary, come out!"

Fisher's provocations continued, the tweeter was connected to a subwoofer at the moment, and he was talking about the [-] crimes of missionaries written by Fisher, and the missionaries who had already fainted from anger directly gave The Pelican where Fisher was on opened a road leading directly to his position. It was fine to go out and find Fisher to kill him. He really couldn't afford to lose this person.

And Fisher patted the back of the Master Chief's chair proudly, pointed at the internal passage of the battleship that was opening ahead and said.

"Look, didn't the other party open the door?"

"But the enemy has also come out!" Cortana said that because of Fisher's fatal death, the number of Prometheus knights blocking the front now has exceeded [-], and it is still growing. (The Mantle Advent can carry one billion Prometheus legions)

"They're nothing more than enslaved undead. I'll leave the plane to you and I'll open the way!" Fisher opened the hatch, jumped and landed on the top of the Pelican.

"The war is over!"

Fisher pushed and pulled with both hands, and several psychic lightnings seemed to come alive, jumping among countless Prometheus knights, and a series of them was a large area, and the rows of Prometheus knights were engulfed by flames.

"My God, John, are you sure they are human?" Cortana was already dumbfounded. It was like a New Year's fireworks outside the plane window. No, it was even more exaggerated than that. The densely packed Prometheus legion was entrenched on the platform. Fire was fired at the Pelican from the ceiling, and Fisher stood still like an aircraft carrier in a storm. The incoming light bullets were either blocked by the shield or eliminated by the storm.

These Prometheus legions transformed from ancient humans provided Fisher with a steady stream of power after death, and every wisp of remnant soul was turned into firewood, nourishing the Astronomical Torch.

Countless drones and hounds tried to fall from the sky. Fisher mobilized his spiritual energy to directly freeze the time above. Rows of fallen Prometheus legions seemed to be supported, floating in the sky out of thin air. They couldn't move, and when the Pelican flew by, the hounds fell down again.

Some Prometheus knights tried to fight Fisher in melee through the leap, but before they could condense into shape, they were cut off by Fisher's sword that ignored energy.

"Come on a big one!" Fischer inserted the big sword horizontally back into the magnetic lock on his waist, spread his hands down, and the crazily surging spiritual energy gathered in front of him into a storm, and there were still some vague figures in the storm Flashing, as the storm spread, countless Prometheus legions disappeared before approaching like mowing grass.

"I think the Military Intelligence Agency will definitely find a way to get his cells or something else, maybe they will send dozens of female agents over, maybe Dr. Halsey wants to dissect him!"

In the center of the raging storm was an artificially opened passage, and the Pelican was advancing rapidly through this passage, and there were lightning and thunder outside the window, and Cortana in the cabin was already seeing little stars in her eyes.

"It's so handsome, John, do you think all girls on earth like this?"

"..." Sparta was silent.

After using the storm to open a passage for the Pelican, Fisher got back into the cabin, standing outside was handsome, but it was too noisy. The roar of the densely packed Prometheus Legion was like the Amazon rainforest at night. With no peace for a moment, and protection from a raging storm, there was nothing Fisher needed to do.

"What did you do to him?"

Seeing the disappearance of large groups of legions, the missionary thought that Fisher's power was caused by the curator of the think tank, but the other party just smiled happily.

"I did nothing!"

"I..." The missionary is so angry. The Mantle Advent originally had invincible artillery, capable of everything from destroying stars to bombarding warships, but now most of the firepower has been dismantled by the think tank curator, otherwise He wouldn't be so embarrassed.

"That's your hope, right! Then I'll kill him completely today!"

The missionary who gave up the weapon system put on his visor and turned to look at the cabin door behind him. The orange light cloak made of hard light fluttered behind him, and then he flicked his arm lightly, and the whole cabin instantly became empty Incomparably, the floor fell piece by piece, exposing the energy core below, and then he opened a light bridge, and then he stood quietly on the light bridge, looking at the approaching black spot in the distance.

"Just you?" The Pelican flew crookedly, and then a figure landed on the transport plane, it was Fisher, and after he landed, the Pelican automatically fell into the space below and fell into wreckage.

"Why, do you think you can hit ten?" Fisher twisted his neck and hooked his hand at the opponent, "If you want to beat me, you are still 2 years too early!"

"Hmph!" The missionary snorted coldly, but his figure flashed behind Fisher in an instant, and the hard light sword flashing orange light pierced Fisher's back.

"Duang!"

Fisher did not dodge the blow, but relied on the shoulder armor to remove most of the opponent's strength. The moment the light burst out from the collision faded, he slashed out with his backhand, and the sword of vowed victory carried The flames slashed fiercely at the missionary's abdomen.

"boom!"

The two retreated at the same time, Fisher held the big sword against his waist, and shot out. It can only have a slight effect, but it is enough for Fisher.

The sword glow raised with a piercing sound, and made a hole in the missionary's mask.

Broken nails and a few drops of energy-like liquid fell down. The missionary took two steps back and raised his hand to touch the broken place.

"For so many years, you are the first human to hurt me, you are very strong, so, if you surrender, I can transform you into the commander of the Prometheus Chapter, and you can also leave a little The group of people will multiply in the designated area!"

"Really, but I'm not very interested in the title of commander! And it's not up to you whether humans live or not!"

After all, Fisher tried to launch an assault again, but a hard light suddenly shot out from under his feet, and then created a gravity field, holding him back, and then the missionary flashed over, and the lightsaber flew, tearing apart the space in an instant , fell on Fisher's breastplate.

"too slow!"

(End of this chapter)