"Warriors!"
Yaric shouted to the army:
"Look at these degenerates! Stare at them with all your anger! You know you can defeat them because you are not among them! Call up all your strength when you see them, and stand before us Destroy them."
After saying that, he used the Chimera's heavy explosive shells to swipe the spearheads of the enemy group, scattering the enemies gathered together.
At the edge of his vision, he saw demons felled by heavy fire, saw fallen civilians explode, saw the pain of those heretics turning into violent deaths, their bodies reduced to splinters and blood. foam.
This is the nature of war. No matter how strong or weak you are, even extraordinary beings will die like a dog.
After launching an absolute attack on the First Parish, the two Chapters decided to go out in full force and also abandon the Advocate Fortress - because this was the final attack.
All mortals must join in the attack.
Alex knew the fundamental purpose of doing this, but he couldn't stop it.
It is better to die in battle than to be shot by one of your own men.
At the same time, the Storm Crow hovering in the sky had also reached the target location and launched its missile.
The huge shock wave cleared the square of demons and heretics, buying time for the Thunderhawk to land.
Space Marines jumped out from the side door, including Astral Knights and Soul Drinkers, and then the Thunderhawk took off again.
At the rear of the group, Predator tanks and Land Raiders were rumbling in, dropping large amounts of ammunition on their primary targets.
In the center of the magnificent square of the City of Light stands the Cathedral of Micheleves, the political and spiritual core of Valedo.
This church was built under the leadership of Michael Reeves, the first archbishop of Valedo. He is also one of the apostles certified by the state church and has a prominent reputation throughout the Storm Star Territory.
But now, it has become a den of sin.
Micheleves Cathedral is a typical Gothic church. The lines of the ground and tower are completely vertical, and the spire reaches straight into the sky.
The spire of the north tower is higher than that of the south tower, and this asymmetry creates a sense of movement, as if the cathedral is trying to climb upward.
The huge rose-colored windows on the upper floors of the church were dark, and their patterns could not be seen clearly in the smoke, only a dim but growing, throbbing violet light.
Wearing Terminator armor, Soshi Yang walked at the front of the team, passing a lot of abominations.
Farzad and his squad opened fire on the demons as they tried to cross the square.
They were five hundred meters away from the church door, and the howling and singing of the demons was like a wailing hymn. The sound seemed to climb up the church and wrap around the tower, preparing for the destructive forces that had occupied this place. Sanctuary of blasphemy.
Hordes of heretics ran among the daemons, no longer thinking of anything but the impulses of the Space Marines.
They have completely become the devil's lackeys, but this does not mean that they have become the devil's "companions".
If they stand in the way, the banshees of Slaanesh will scornfully behead them with their pincers.
Even so, they remained ecstatic until their death.
But even if they could reach the Space Marines, their attacks would still have no effect - these Corrupted were no more than humble vermin, but they must be destroyed, for the daemons could draw power from the most fanatical heretics.
The Space Marines harvested the abominations with bolters and blades as they advanced.
Behind them, the Astra Militarum routed the enemies approaching from the flanks.
The advancing armor power is an unstoppable blade, piercing the center of corruption.
Amid the sounds of gunfire and evil singing, a roar entered Yaric's mind.
"These Space Marines have sent you to your death! They want to kill you and all your mortals! Your Imperium will abandon you! Now is your chance! Turn the gun and kill them! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
He paid no attention to the words; their evil fascination did not affect the accuracy of his shooting.
The voice screamed at him, cursing him with frustrated venom.
This only aroused Yarrick's anger even more passionately.
"I was born to fight and die for the Emperor. I will face the Emperor's enemies without fear or hesitation. He gave me life, and I will use it to win as many victories as possible for Him, even if I can only say that His cause has advanced even a little bit, and then I will think that my short life is worth it, and I will fulfill my duty. Apart from that, what else can I ask for?"
Alex silently recited the oath he took when he graduated from Zhongsi Academy in his heart. The voice gradually left him and a fiery fighting spirit filled his body.
"Are you sure it's inside?"
Gorgori asked loudly as he thrust his sword through the demon's body, slicing upwards and splitting the demon in two, then pulled the sword out and chopped off both of the demon's arms.
"Yes."
Soshiyang replied softly and blew off the demon's head with a explosive bomb.
"I'm sure he's there."
"Brother Suoshiyang, I find that you seem to be very good at dealing with demons. Can you teach me in the future? I'm not very good at dealing with these things."
"certainly."
Sosh Yang grunted and chopped down another demon.
"I'd love to do that."
Before them, demons gathered into a wall.
"Do they really believe they can stop us?"
Farzad waved his double axes and roared excitedly.
"If they really think so, they are absolutely wrong! They are just surrendering themselves and waiting for the judgment to come."
Then he rushed into the demon group head-on, his battle ax causing a wave of blood.
On the side of the team, two figures were quietly walking around the side of the church.
Outside the church there was a raging war, but inside the church there was silence.
It stands gracefully on a stage made of spines, emitting a gentle and gentle singing voice.
The silver-grey enemy was destroying the demon it had summoned, and they thought they were victorious.
It's time to prove them wrong, time to show them what true glory is.
Its song grew faster and faster, the power of the warp gathering within the cathedral faster and more intensely.
Dark power seeps into walls, floors, columns and vaults. Psychic energy gradually accumulates, preparing to break through reality.
Outside, a powerful war cry suddenly sounded.
The demon roared in displeasure, waving its arms and releasing a powerful psychic energy.
The power it brings is fused with the stones of the cathedral, but they need to be nourished to truly become a reality.
The devil bent his fingers, and the side doors of the main hall opened. The servants of the Prince of Darkness rushed into the church to attend the dance and sacrifice.
They squirmed to the front of the stage, humans and non-humans, as well as those things that were once human, moaning loudly, tearing open wounds, and having crazy sex... All actions were to obtain the pleasure of desire from physical stimulation.
Their warm shouts merged with the wailing coming from the church walls, turning into a beautiful and sweet song.
A smile appeared on its face.
Those guys will think that the cursed Corpse King is protecting them, so the opportunity to enter the cathedral comes up.
may be.
Although by no means what they imagined.
It laughed as it walked off the stage into the squirming flesh, the sound inside so sweet.
It was the sound of flies flying over wounds, of razors being played with tongues, of bones being torn from flesh.
This is a signal.
It means that the ritual is over and the distortion is becoming reality.
The walls of the cathedral, already beginning to shake under the power of the first breath...
