The news of the duel did not spread far. Only after bringing in other senior officers from the two sides, as well as the other two Chapter, as witnesses, it unfolded in an indoor venue.
This also led to the fact that everyone present except Zhang Ge was a Space Marine... However, those officers wearing various gorgeous decorations did not seem to have any intention of expressing opinions on Zhang Ge being here, as if they had defaulted that he was also qualified as one of the witnesses, although his purpose at the beginning was only to watch so fun and entertainnt.
When entering the venue, Zhang Ge found that the size here was only about half a soccer field. Compared to the place where he had dueled before, it could be said to be very narrow. For Space Marines, it was estimated that they would reach the end with only two maneuvers.
But what does that have to do with ? This is not a problem I should worry about.
With this ntality, after discovering that Ostin was also there, Zhang Ge maintained a pretending-to-be-serious expression on his face, and walked to a position next to him and stood still.
In the arena, the two who had each taken a sword had also stood facing each other. The weapons in both hands were ordinary officer's "whiteboard" Power Swords - in order to ensure that they would not take advantage of the other party in terms of weapons, the Dark Angels Commander borrowed the sword of an Imperial Fist officer. Otherwise, the sword of the sa Chapter would also have an advantage due to the relative proximity of the overall feel.
He had also proposed to take off the armor for the duel, but this proposal was rejected by the Oathbreaker.
"Who do you think will ultimately win?"
Zhang Ge asked Ostin.
He looked straight ahead and said seriously:
"It is impolite to rashly evaluate the two people in the duel."
So rigorous? But it's an Imperial Fist, so it can be reasonable...
Before he could finish his thoughts, he received a communication request prompt from the vox-caster. Looking at it, it was actually from Ostin beside him.
You kid, thick eyebrows and big eyes, I didn't expect it.
With a knowing smile, after adjusting to bone conduction, the mont Zhang Ge connected, the other party's voice was transmitted to his brain:
"I think that the officer of the Oathbreakers will win. Although I have never seen him take action, according to the intuition of countless duels, I can feel that he is terribly strong just from the posture. Moreover, his micro-habits are very close to the Black Legion, which is very likely caused by learning the advantages of the enemy in high-intensity and uninterrupted combat."
"The Dark Angels Commander is also very experienced, and has undergone Primaris Enhancent."
"Primaris Enhancent is a big boost for ordinary brothers, but for those who were already strong... it can't be said that it has no effect. If it is a 10 10 effect for ordinary brothers, then it is possible that it is 100 30 for the Company Champion. Although it is also crucial, it cannot play a decisive role in doubling the effect."
In the conversation between the two, although the duel had already been announced to begin in the arena, neither of them had moved for a long ti.
For the Dark Angels Commander, he realized that sothing was wrong.
He didn't feel it under normal circumstances, but when he really stood opposite him as an enemy, the commander realized that the person was not right.
Like magma looming under the gray-black surface, and like a bomb quietly counting down the ti.
There would be no danger if they just approached, but once they ca into contact or reached a certain condition, a devastating and dangerous force would erupt in an instant.
In the company, even in terms of swordsmanship alone, he believed that he was not the first but in the top five. And if he counted the physical fitness, his overall personal ability could reach the top three.
But now, after changing his posture several tis, he had not been able to find a slight flaw in the other party's response. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on N0v3l.Fiɾe
He was sweating bullets.
Although there was no direct exchange, his experience told him that once he launched an attack, he would likely fall into a disadvantage imdiately.
The Oathbreaker standing opposite him only felt悲哀, and did not want to take the initiative.
The intense pain coming from every movent was reminding him what he was fighting for.
On the one hand, he did not think that he was qualified to wield a sword against Space Marines who were loyal to the Imperium. In the ten thousand years of his betrayal, it was countless people like this who had protected the survival of the Imperium. He would not think that he was superior to them just because he had obtained temporary forgiveness and was stronger at the sa ti.
However, on the other hand, in order to comply with the actual situation, he had to violate such a wish and use the ti that should have been used for atonent and repentance on internal strife.
In the two people's mixed complex thoughts, the Dark Angels Commander finally couldn't hold back and took the initiative to attack.
His movents were extrely fast. For Zhang Ge, there was only a faint afterimage left. In just an instant, what was left in place was only the sparks that flew out more than ten ters behind him when he exerted force and stepped on the ground, and even included the broken tiny Ceramite fragnts.
However, just when everyone was expecting what kind of response the Oathbreaker would make, the Oathbreaker made a response that exceeded everyone's expectations.
His speed was almost as fast - saying almost, mainly because Zhang Ge's vision could not see any difference at all - but the first thing he did was to adjust the weapon in his hand downwards and thrust it into the ground with an almost smashing montum.
Then, at the mont of contact with the Dark Angels Commander, while letting the other party's sword pierce into the chest, he raised his right hand and held his helt, forcing his gaze to be moved downwards to et the Oathbreaker's gaze.
The Power Armor of both sides collided and made a loud noise, and the feet with magnetic suction moved backwards by a few centiters in the sharp sound.
That hoarse voice ca out of the Oathbreaker's helt:
"Brothers turning blades against each other, are you satisfied?"
The commander did not intend to deal a deadly blow. The position where the Power Sword pierced was slightly below the Space Marine's heart, but he could also touch the fatal place with a slight flick at any ti.
"Pick up your weapon."
"It should be much more shaful to stain a companion's blood with a weapon for a ridiculous reason! This has already happened ten thousand years ago! Now, tell , do you feel the joy of victory because of piercing my chest with a sword? Tell !"
In the Oathbreaker's question, the commander was silent. He did not answer this question directly with words, but took a step back and slowly pulled out his sword from the other party's body.
He did not see the blood that should have poured out on the sword and the other party's wound. He also did not feel the so-called "joy of victory," but at the sa ti he had to admit that he could not admit this to the other party in person.
"This matter... will be negotiated later."
Silence was maintained for a mont, and the commander's response was almost an escape.
After taking back the Power Sword, he seed a little lonely and left the scene on his own.
But that question and the other party's questioning attitude were inevitably circling in his mind.
Let this duel end in an ignoble end.
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