It wasn't until he became an adult that after many efforts, Matnin found a position in the security team and became the dog of the landlords he hated most.
But he had no choice. It was better to become a domestic dog than to starve to death like a wild dog.
But when he came into contact with the Rye Order for the first time, he realized that the torture he had suffered for many years finally had a chance to vent. Not only did he take the initiative to join the order and accepted the blessing, he also fought with the order when the order attacked the militia stronghold.
Several other people, acting as internal agents, secretly opened a small door in the stronghold and let the pure-blood angels in.
Because of this meritorious service, he also got the position of team leader and met his wife, a "farmer girl" who already possessed some angelic characteristics.
After receiving a certain amount of food supplements, the blessing given to them by the Star Emperor also showed its effectiveness. Their speed became faster and their strength became stronger. They could easily kill those thugs who used to show off their power with superhuman reflexes.
Fight a bloody path between the oppressor's stronghold and the bunker.
Human beings' crude reflex nerves are unable to effectively respond to this. Before aiming at the target with a homemade rifle, the alien killer mixed with angel blood has already begun the process of cutting flesh.
When bullets collide with claws, the latter almost always has the upper hand.
Matnin stabbed the bayonet into the flesh and blood of the lackeys again and again, and embedded daggers in their eyes, throats and lungs.
Even when they encountered a strong stronghold, they had a strategy to deal with it. When the angels poured out their long-accumulated wildness in close combat, sect soldiers like Matnin used crude weapons to shoot into the stronghold, using numbers and determination.
, attracting firepower for the angels.
In the past, he used to be very afraid of death, but now he has nothing to fear, only hatred.
Especially in front of the frightened landlords, eating their fattened relatives alive, or stewing them in a big pot, listening to the miserable screams of the former oppressors, an unprecedented sense of pleasure will fill him.
whole body.
And all of this is a blessing from the Star Emperor.
His expectations for the future have also shifted from revenge in the past to a higher goal, which is the sublimation of the promise, a perfect world of great harmony and without any pain.
But as that moment approached, some brothers and sisters felt intense uneasiness, and an unconfirmed rumor permeated private whispers.
Some people believe that the arrival of the Star Emperor means the end of all life, and they fearfully come to the church to confess and alleviate their deep-seated fears.
But some people sneer at this, thinking that this fear is a kind of cowardice and a sign that selfishness really outweighs due loyalty.
Matenin belongs to the latter. He is not afraid of death. If the Emperor of the Stars asks him to be the destined sacrifice, he has no reason not to do it. No matter what the result is on the day of ascension, it is better than the whips and shackles of the oppressor.
"The oppressors have been driven away! They have fled under the watchful eye of the Star Emperor! We have finally won the last and final victory! The angels will come to greet us, and all we have to do is open our arms!"
While Matning was listening to the bishop's sermon, he suddenly felt someone tugging on his arm. He turned around and saw that it was his wife, a gentle and pious woman. The genes of angels formed some unique patterns on her forehead.
mark, but this does not affect her beauty.
"Mat Ning, it seems that the leader has something to do with you."
When he heard that the leader was greeting him, Matenin nodded, turned around and followed his wife away from the crowd.
At this time, the city was full of people who were moving things and building the beautiful homes they imagined, although most of the useful ones had been burned by the oppressors before they left.
Arriving at a well-preserved mansion, Matning saw his superior. In addition to him, there were dozens of other church soldiers, some ordinary soldiers and some officers.
"Now that we are all here, I will stop talking nonsense. The cult now has a new mission for you."
The leader shook out a map with his third hand and pointed to a place.
"At this location, about seventy kilometers away from here, there is a transport ship that the sect spent a long time renovating. You can pack up your clothes and daily necessities and set off. Take your children with you. Someone will receive you there."
Someone immediately asked:
"Why? Isn't the ascension ceremony about to begin?"
The leader just replied coldly.
"This is the Holy Lord's request. You are given two hours to go back and prepare. The car is parked in front of the city's East Avenue Hospital."
The Holy Lord is the absolute authority. Since the other party said this, even if they were full of doubts, everyone had to disperse immediately and go home to prepare things.
The same was true for Matenin. He and his wife hurried home. He had two newborn children. The angel blood in them was purer, and they showed the same subtle blessing characteristics as his wife.
"It's really strange. We are suddenly going to some kind of transport ship."
When the couple was nervously packing the things they needed to take away, Matning couldn't help but mumbled, and his wife also said helplessly:
"Yeah, it's really strange. The transport ship...what is that? Is it going to sea?"
Just after the two of them spent a few minutes preparing two backpacks, and then put the two children into the stroller they found at a rich man's house, they were about to go out when a sharp sound like a sharp instrument rubbing against glass suddenly echoed in the air.
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Zi————
"ah!"
Both of them subconsciously covered their ears, but then they discovered that the sound did not come from outside at all. It was a noise that echoed on the bridge of their minds that connected them to the Star Emperor, and it was a noise that penetrated directly into their minds.
Soon, this single noise turned into a random and uncontrolled, crackling, distorted disturbance, as if there was a frantic invisible being making a chattering sound.
Under such stimulation, not only the two of them couldn't stand it, but even the two babies in the stroller howled and even screamed.
"What... happened!"
"I don't know, I...I can't feel the brothers and sisters of the Nest Clan anymore...No! I can't feel the Star Emperor anymore!"
When the noise finally disappeared, the couple looked at each other with fear in their eyes. The cult's tried-and-tested spiritual channel had fallen into silence, replaced by a strange silence.
Trembling, the two of them turned to look out the window at the same time. The broken outline of the city appeared and disappeared in bursts of painful red and green flashes.
At the critical moment, Matnin, who was still the head of the family, was the first to come to his senses and held his wife's arm.
"Something happened! Let's go! Go to the place arranged by the Holy Lord!"