On the battlefield surrounded by flames, Velez's figure was agile, and the possessed warrior was violent and brutal. The weapons of the two collided again and again, corroded steel against the sacred alloy, each blow was amidst the chaos of the battlefield and the flames. Provoking a bell-like echo.
At this time, more Chaos Space Marines also surged up. Some of them were eliminated by Punisher tanks and Redeemers on the way, but some also used the cover of cannon fodder to approach the Sisters.
What greeted them were angry bullets, sacred blades, and more scorching flames.
Just as Velez struck another sword on the possessed warrior's waist, the opponent's sickle also rolled towards her head, but the process stopped when its arm was cut off.
A flaming long sword pierced from behind it, and the two mouths on the evil being's head opened at the same time, screaming hysterically, spitting out countless filthy words, and at the same time, tentacles grew from the five orifices, and on the tentacles Mouths with fine teeth screamed in unison, shaking the air with a blasphemous din.
Velez then decapitated it with a single blow of his sword, but as the huge corpse fell, it began to burn.
Glancing at the corpses on the ground, Kalima Said Olsson then pointed to the evil altar, which was still creating more twisted monsters, and the "newborns" were becoming more and more powerful and terrifying.
They roared blasphemous sounds, waved their twisted limbs, and rushed towards the nun.
Even bullets and flames can no longer kill them completely.
"It has to be solved."
"Come with me, sister."
Velez then held the sword in front of him, and Kalima put a hand on her shoulder, as if it was just a casual gesture of support.
"Guide me, Father of Mankind."
Velez prayed quietly.
"Make me your spear and let me pierce the hearts of your enemies."
The next second, a pair of white wings suddenly opened behind Velez, and at the same time, a mysterious mark appeared on her forehead. The dazzling light could be clearly seen even from miles away.
Soshyan in the distance could naturally see it clearly. His eyes widened, his power claw pointed in the direction of Willets, and he turned to Mark aside.
"Wait, what is this situation called?"
"Ah, it seems...it seems like they are called living saints in the state religion."
“But shouldn’t living saints appear after death and resurrection?”
Mark shrugged. It was obvious that he didn’t know much about the state religion.
At this time, another voice sounded.
"If he was really a living saint, the state church would have publicized it a long time ago, but it seems that the state church has never mentioned this matter, and we don't even know about it."
Soshyan looked at the person who made the sound. He didn't recognize him at first because he was wearing a helmet, but he soon remembered that his name was Haomo and he was one of the first batch of recruits he personally recruited.
He nodded and looked away.
"Yes, it's very strange. If she is a living saint, there is no reason for us not to know. Then there is only one possibility. She is not a living saint. But what else does that kind of power mean besides being a living saint?"
"Ah, Chapter Commander, I remembered."
Another voice, but from former White Templar champion Murad.
"Some time ago, I was reading the Sabat Expedition. The Saint Sabat in it was a living saint. According to the book, Sabat, as an ordinary shepherd girl, had incredible abilities to receive the emperor's oracle and power, and set off a revolution. She participated in the first Sabat expedition and liberated the world of Sabat. The book said that she would also have white wings behind her during the battle, but because she was not a living saint who resurrected from the dead, the state religion called her... I think I thought, yes, she’s called the Holy Maiden!”
"Holy girl...Does the state religion still have such a term?"
Soshyan looked at the battlefield suspiciously. At this time, under the leadership of Velez, the nuns defeated the heretics, and a few space warriors could not save the situation.
Heretics died in droves, their corpses piled up into hills. They either ran into the purifying flames or were killed by the swords of the Sisters.
The Archangels, who focused on melee combat, wielded chain saws to cut through the waves in the sea of blood. The only ones who could keep up with their speed were the more fanatical whipping servitors. These unconscious cyborgs chanted hymns while frantically using electrified weapons. The whip whips around enemies.
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But the fastest one was the Seraph team. They followed Velez and flew all the way from low altitude to the filthy altar.
These nuns use special Sanlor-type jump backpacks. This backpack is shaped into the shape of wings, allowing the nuns to easily jump hundreds of meters into the air. However, using this kind of backpack is a huge problem for women without black carapace. Therefore, Seraphs are also the most elite warriors in the order. Only the most talented and experienced nuns can become Seraphs.
But even so, as the most conspicuous target on the battlefield, Seraph's turnover rate is still very high, and they often have to transfer veterans from other combat groups to supplement them. However, as a symbol of veterans of this status, they can also use the sect's The best weapons, from golden power swords to divine plasma pistols.
Generally speaking, Seraphs usually operate in a group of 6 people, and often accompany the Sisters in battle.
Velez was followed by six Seraphs. They shot at the enemy with pistols while flying, and soon arrived at the altar.
It was a most filthy thing, surrounded by a circle of butchered corpses, each one as pale as marble, for their blood had been drained into the trough, dangling on the hooks of the chains. Vats of viscous gelatinous blood flowed into the center of the altar along crudely made channels.
"Hey, why are such good equipment only given to nuns?"
Hao Mo looked at the soaring nuns and couldn't help but shook his head.
"If we give Catachan a class of elite soldiers, the effect should be much better."
Hearing this, Soshiyang laughed and joked.
"Seraphs are not only for fighting, they can also boost the morale of their friendly forces and give hope to the Astra Militarum who are fighting in desperate situations. If a bunch of muscled naked men with fleshy faces fell from the sky with wings and full of swear words, they would probably kill them first. Friendly troops were scared to death?"
"Hmm, so, can a woman wearing tight armor and wings increase the morale of friendly troops?"
Soshiyang grinned and did not answer Haomo's question, but returned his gaze to the battlefield.
When Velez landed on the altar, several evil, ugly and highly mutated priests rushed towards him brandishing sharp blades.
Velez directly raised her legs and hammered her high heels into the face of the first attacker who approached her, smashing the bridge of his nose into a ball of broken bone, flesh and cartilage.
Without wasting any time, she stretched out her sword and slashed. The sword blade cut into the next attacker's thigh and covered with fresh blood. Then she raised it violently, cutting the flesh into red pieces and tearing the heretic apart. belly, and let the filthy blood flow into the altar where he offered sacrifices.
The third attacker tried to shoot with his gun, but Kalima, who was using a jetpack, fell down and sliced the attacker's head open in the middle with a sword.
Just when all the priests were killed, the evil altar suddenly shook violently, and a large number of flesh and blood tentacles pierced the floor and intertwined with the stone pillars like tendons.
