Infinite Stream Metaverse

Chapter 207 The Flawless Blade
Who is this?

I have killed so many people, how dare I come here alone?
Fu Qinghai pondered in his heart, and asked:
"who are you?"

Who will come.

"I am Lucius."

The bald warrior looked proudly and declared his name.

The Emperor's Son, Lucius...

Thinking of this name, Fu Qinghai's face tightened.

Immediately, he clenched the weapon in his hand as if facing an enemy, quietly tensed his body, narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the space soldier at the end of the passage.

The shoulder armor is just an ordinary purple shoulder armor, which is not covered with human skin, and there is no twisted and howling human face wriggling on it.

On the back, there are the normal power pack and two spherical jets, without the three ultimate poison syringes from Comoros.

The weapon was a Seiko powered longsword with Chemos-style decoration on the hilt, not the stabbing sword that caused Fulgrim to fall.

"call……"

Fu Qinghai breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was Lucius, but not that Lucius.

Not the one who became famous after entering the Eye of Terror, Lucius the Immortal, Lucius the Soul Thief.

Fu Qinghai relaxed a little, and told Qiao Shida and Camille in the communication channel:

"Find those three women, collect some loot, and we are going to evacuate."

Afterwards, Fu Qinghai strode up to meet Lucius.

"Oh it's you."

Fu Qinghai said loudly:

"Lucius, I've heard of your name."

"The Flawless Blade, Swordsman of the Royal Court."

Fu Qinghai walked steadily, neither fast nor slow.

"First swordsman under the Primarch of the Emperor's Children."

The power long knife in his hand came out of its sheath.

"However, in my opinion, hmph, it has a false name and is vulnerable."

Fu Qinghai dragged the knife behind him with one hand, getting closer and closer to the man at the end of the passage, but he didn't stop at all.

"Maybe one day, I will have a good fight with you, and have a good fight, but not today."

"Today, I'm in a hurry."

There was no speeding up, no sudden pounce.

However, Fu Qinghai's saber is ready.

Lucius' pupils shrunk.

A white light flashed, and Fu Qinghai swung the powered long knife upwards fiercely. This was a predictable movement, an uninspired and ingenious one, but Lucius actually felt that... this knife was impossible to avoid. Can be avoided!
No matter whether he counterattacked in advance or retreated to deal with it, he couldn't avoid the knife. Lucius understood that the opponent was taking advantage of the situation and the situation of the terrain.

Lucius used the blocking action that he thought was the most appropriate and reasonable. One point more is not too much, and one point less is not much. If you advance, you can take advantage of the victory to pursue the attack, and if you retreat, you can defend firmly.

One word description: flawless.

"Chong-"

Swords collided, and electric arcs exploded.

Lucius underestimated the force coming back from the sword. This unexpected force made him almost lose his grip on the sword, and the subsequent counterattack was naturally out of the question.

Lucius staggered two steps back, showing surprise on his face:

"This power..."

Fu Qinghai smiled:
"Is this the strength of the chief swordsman of the Third Legion?"

"But err."

Although surprised by Fu Qinghai's power far beyond the normal Astartes, Lucius showed no fear on his face. He played a sword flower casually, moved his stiff and painful wrist, and said with an evil smile:

"It's not good to depend too much on strength, my brother."

Lucius drew out his sword suddenly, and the tip of the sword went straight to Fu Qinghai's throat.

"Ding!"

Tit for tat, sparks sting.

Fu Qinghai blocked the blow without any surprise, and asked casually:

"The two symmetrical ugly scars on your face, were they left by Nikonor Sharokin?"

Lucius was stunned for a moment, the expression on his face changed:

"how do you know?"

"Hahahaha!"

Fu Qinghai laughed loudly:
"I just know, and I also know that if it weren't for the blessing of that person, you would already be a dead body lying on Fabius Bayer's test bench."

That one is Slaanesh.

Fu Qinghai's footsteps were like a lost butterfly, and he swayed sideways twice in a row, avoiding Lucius' light sword feint and heavy sword slash, and continued to taunt cheerfully:

"Tsk tsk, the mourning crow is really a good skill! It has to be you, Flawless Blade, who didn't try to cover up these two scars, but even showed it shamelessly, to remind others that you died under Sharokin's hands How miserable is it?"

"you……"

Lucius gritted his steel teeth and leaped forward. His movements were as fast as lightning, and the angle of the blade was precise. Lucius put all his energy into the speed of the attack, making it a fuzzy afterimage, almost impossible to track, completely perfect one hit
Oncoming was a huge iron fist covered with black gauntlets.

"boom!"

Heavy punches to defend the skull, a blow to the head.

Every time the forehead and the bridge of the nose were hit hard, Lucius' nose bleed profusely, his eyes glistened, he bowed his waist and covered his face, and staggered two steps.

Fu Qinghai not only did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but stood on the spot with his hips akimbo and taunted:
"Is this feeling familiar, is it sour?"

"This is my punch for Garviel Loken to tell you, Lucius, you are not worthy of being called a swordsman at all, you are a fucking bitch, you have no loyalty, you have no honor, except Vicious scheming and jealousy, you have nothing, you are nothing!"

Fu Qinghai cursed loudly.

Nothing, you are the diva.

Fu Qinghai's words were sharper than the sharpest sword, cutting Lucius' heart more painful than the dullest sword, reminding him of the shameful past of being defeated by others.

"Uh-"

With a roar, Lucius swung his sword and swooped. The sword light turned into a fine sword net and twisted sword wind, covering Fu Qinghai overwhelmingly.

Seeing the attack, Fu Qinghai didn't dodge or block it, but showed Lucius what effect it would have if he swung the knife himself.

Fu Qinghai aimed at the connection between Lucius' breastplate and shoulder armor, and the tip of the knife suddenly pierced through the soft muscle fiber bundle, smoothly cutting through flesh and bone, and cleanly removed Lucius' The hand with the sword.

The left hand of Lucius holding the sword flew straight forward, blood poured out from the stump of the shoulder, soaking the wall and the deck below the feet, the physiology of the Astartes immediately started to stop the bleeding, and the power armor would also be the last reserve of the battle Anesthetics and painkillers are injected into the blood vessels and spine, creating the tingling sensation of a chemical kiss.

The pain of the broken arm could not affect the mind of the swordsman, Lucius did not hesitate, and pulled out the fighting dagger from the scabbard on his calf.

"Shh!"

In the blink of an eye, the dagger and the palm flew behind him, blood soaked the breastplate, Lucius looked at his severed wrist, his horrified eyes flashed past.

Fu Qinghai stood in front of him, as if he had never moved. The only change was the blue tooth pulled out by his right hand, and the blood boiled by the cracking force field crackled along the blade.

Paoding Jieniu, Fu Qinghai then launched a combo attack on Lucius' right hand and knee, and chopped off Lucius' left knee with anatomical precision. The mechanical structure and electronic muscle fiber bundles were cut open, accompanied by spring The blood spurted out sparks, and another knife drawn back with his backhand severed his right thigh, and the cracking force field of the Blue Blade turned solid matter into dust in flashes of arcs.

Lucius fell to the ground. The famous Flawless Blade, the best swordsman of the Third Legion, was now reduced to a remnant body wrapped in damaged armor. All the remaining blood was squeezed to the deck, bubbling into a crimson stream .

Fu Qinghai didn't even waste much time. In a flash, Lucius was already defeated.

"Camille, come here, now!"

Fu Qinghai ordered in the communication channel.

Then, with a hook on his toes, he turned Lucius who was lying face down on the floor. With the four cuts just now, Fu Qinghai removed Lucius' left arm, right wrist, left knee and right thigh.

The medical soldiers were already running quickly, and he saw that Fu Qinghai was slashing at the defenseless figure at his feet, with the lights of knives flashing one after another.

"Chi!" "Poof!" "Crack!"

"Ah, ahh-"

The swordsman of Wang Ting cried out in pain.

Fu Qinghai cut Lucius into a human pig.

But just don't kill him.

Fu Qinghai put the knife back into its sheath, and said to Camille:
"Stop his bleeding, don't let him die."

"what?"

The medical soldier turned pale with fright, not knowing why.

"Do it!"

Fu Qinghai gave the order to die. Although Camille didn't understand, she still squatted down and carefully treated the wounds of four severed limbs for Lucius. The marine medic is an expert in trauma treatment, and the nano mechanical particles quickly Blocking the bleeding wound, combined with the space warrior's own Lariman organ, Lucius gradually escaped the danger of his life.

Camille was busy for a while, finally stopped the bleeding of the four severed limbs, and looked up.

Fu Qinghai was holding a tile-steel sword, and was carefully carving something on Lucius' bald head with a focused expression.

Camille: "..."

"Get out, get out..."

Lucius yelled, twisted his neck, and struggled with his head, but Fu Qinghai's ruthless iron hand tightly clamped his chin, preventing him from moving.

"Um……"

Fu Qinghai stood up, wiped off the blood remaining on the tip of the fighting dagger, inserted it back into the side of his thigh, and admired his work with satisfaction:

"Qingshan Khan, he is defeated."

Fu Qinghai's hand has always been steady, more stable than a surgeon's scalpel, comparable to a mechanical arm on a precision machine tool, and the delicate low Gothic language is carved all over Lucius' forehead, and it is still beautiful and small, which guarantees fear Everyone in the eyes can read it.

"You'll remember my name, Lucius."

After leaving these words, Fu Qinghai clapped his hands:
"Let's go."

The two turned and left, leaving Lucius writhing and struggling on the floor.

Just a few steps away, Qiao Shida greeted him anxiously, and said in a low voice:

"Khan, come and see."

Joestar didn't know Lucius the Flawless Blade, and he didn't understand why Fu Qinghai would torture an Emperor's Son alone. He led Fu Qinghai into an open cabin, where lay an Emperor wearing a pharmacist's power armor. There are traces of fierce fighting at the scene. Judging from the horrific wounds on his body, he should have been gouged to death by Joe Star's power claws.

Joestar ignored the corpse at his feet, and pointed to a row of storage racks in front of the bulkhead.

Rows of transparent crystal bottles, lumps of meat soaked in the stirred amniotic fluid, revealing a reddish hue, surrounded by silver fat and shredded meat.

Gene seeds!

Fu Qinghai's eyes widened.

Fu Qinghai suddenly turned his head to look at Qiao Shida, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed:
"Old Joe, you have changed."

Qiao Shida said seriously:
"No, Khan, I haven't changed."

"You can accept me, accept the former son of Horus, as Orudo under his command, and how about accepting the gene seed of the emperor's son, even if all these things are destroyed, it is better than leaving them to the traitors to create more Well come the traitor."

Fu Qinghai patted Qiao Shida on the shoulder:

"That's right, I will carefully check the degree of mutation of these gene seeds and take them all away!"

……

Carol of Joy heavy cruiser, bridge.

The captain looked at the monitor screen, Lucius was being stabbed to death by Fu Qinghai, his eyes were dull and numb.

Lucius actually lost.

Although he was an out-and-out bastard, the captain had to admit that Lucius, who had picked the most invincible opponents in the legion, was a rare master of swordsmanship.

Now not only has he suffered a crushing defeat, but he has also been humiliated by engraving.

The captain glanced at the communications crew and technical priest next to him, and asked:

"Did the transmission succeed?"

The tech-priest replied:
"Everything is normal. The three Terminator teams have arrived at the teleportation platform and are heading to the middle deck."

As early as when Lucius was just knocked down by Fu Qinghai, the captain ignored Lucius' orders and notified the other warships without hesitation of the changes that had occurred on the Carol of Joy.

The entire middle deck was pierced and smashed by two space warriors, and Lucius, the flawless blade, was cut into a human stick. At this moment, the captain just wanted to bow his head and pray to the great prince of pleasure, not to let the loss expand further. It would be best to capture the two white-scarred Astartes and the two escaped psykers alive, oh yes, and the strange armored man and the green mutant.

Only in this way can the anger of the lord commander be eliminated.

……

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

The sound of heavy footsteps stepped on the solid steel deck and sounded at both ends of the passage on the middle deck.

On the left, a team of Hades-type terminators armed with powered thunder hammers, and on the right, a team of cavalry-type terminators armed with assault guns and automatic cannons, surrounded this not-so-long battleship passage.

Their eyes are cold and solemn, and their steps are firm.

He vowed to kill these two white-scarred fighters who jumped to help the cruiser recklessly.

However, the last thing they saw was a ring of fire shining with golden sparks. Fu Qinghai stood inside and waved at them. Joestar and Camille stood beside them, holding a lot of transparent crystal bottles in their arms.

"Buzz..."

The ring of fire whirled and went out.

The entire battleship passage was empty.

The two teams of terminators stopped and looked at each other.

The air was so still that a needle could be heard.

…………

(End of this chapter)