Bahram stood up, the air was filled with the rotten smell of green blood, like a deteriorated corpse.
After a breath, he stepped back, pulled out his knife from the corpse with difficulty, walked towards the struggling Kalistarius, and carried him on his back again.
"Come on, sir, we have to keep moving forward."
The recruits of the Knights of the Star Realm supported the think tank of the Holy Blood Angels through a maze-like tunnel network. They could see the bodies of civilians wherever they went, and the green skin had begun to systematically eliminate the residents of the nest.
Hundreds of millions of people were dead. Some of the bones they saw were marked with knife and axe chopping on them, and traces left by wild beasts raised in green skin gnawing on the corpse.
boom----!
Suddenly, with a loud bang, the nest was shaken by the explosion, and this mountain-like city caused the nest to shake due to this slight movement.
Bahram was worried that the buildings above him might collapse at any time, but in the end they remained standing.
At the same time, his call for help was still not responded.
"We went too deep... they couldn't hear us."
Kalistarius was panting, his condition improved a little.
"You put me down, I have a way."
But Bahram didn't plan to listen at all.
"We have to walk to the lifting well in this area, through which we can reach the confluence point, and my comrades should be waiting for me."
Not long after they walked, they came to a deep well, which was darkness several thousand meters deep, and gunfire from afar came from above.
But they didn't see the lift.
"Go to that side?"
In desperation, Bahram had to seek advice from more experienced think tanks.
Kalistarius leaned against the wall, and the blood leaked out of the armor was almost as much as the motor oil, and the broken parts on his armor were covered with sticky anti-impact mucus.
He gasped in pain, and Bahram suspected that at least one of his lungs had been pierced.
"Ask her."
Kalistarius said, lifting his finger.
Bahram turned around suddenly, his bomb gun aiming at a skinny little girl, wearing a dirty gray shirt.
Then he put down his gun.
"Little guy, we are the emperor's angels, we are looking for lifts, can you help us?"
She walked over fearlessly. According to the standard age, she was about twelve years old.
Bahram hoped she was mature enough to tell their identities.
“Eat.”
The little girl is very realistic.
Bahram nodded and squatted down. In order not to scare the other party, he slowly took a ration stick from his belt.
"These we carry are for you so that you don't go hungry."
The girl grabbed the ration stick, tore the packaging with her teeth, and ate it voraciously.
The wind blew her skirt against her body, showing the ribs exposed by long-term hunger.
"You know we are here to save you?"
She nodded.
"You are angels, and Dad said you are good people, let's go here."
Bahram stood up in relief.
"Sir, we are lucky."
"That's right...that's right."
When pulling up Kalistarius's shoulder, Bahram suddenly noticed that the other party's tone became very low and strange, like another person.
"...We must trust those whom we protect, and with her help, we can meet with the Legion."
Bahram was stunned, wondering if he had heard something wrong.
"Sir, you just said... Legion?"
"Clash of battle..."
Kalistarius answered vaguely.
"That's right... it's the battle group... the holy book... the Kiliman Brothers..."
The voice of the think tank became more and more vague. Bahram didn't know what was going on, and he guessed that it might be caused by the pain.
But for some reason, he felt a terrible uneasiness in his heart—
They passed through the unmanned production block, and the factory dormitory was as quiet as death, and the bones of the dead had already been covered with dust.
During this process, Kalistarius actually recovered some strength. He could walk by himself without the help of Bahram's power. However, his consciousness seemed to be getting blurred and he was always whispering something alone.
The road ahead led to a long and unused passage. The little girl led them to a newly repaired door. On both sides of the door were two guards, who were also furious because of hunger, and their clothes were dirty and worn.
Despite this, they remained vigilant and immediately knelt down when they saw the angel appear.
"grown ups!"
"Get up quickly, there is no need to be polite."
The two nodded and shouted one of them in the direction of the gate.
"Open the door! Open the door!"
The door opened to both sides, and in front was another corridor with many fortifications placed in the middle. Not far away was another door on the right side. The ragged people stood up from their defensive positions and looked at the demigod walking between them in surprise.
Bahram ignored them and walked forward with the confused Kalistarius.
Behind the second door is a cathedral, filled with people, the pedestrian passage is full of civilians, and there are many people sitting on the balcony, and the places where he sees are full of people.
There are at least more than two thousand people here.
"Who is in charge here?"
Bahram asked with great enthusiasm.
Many people knelt down in front of him and made the Skyhawk salute gesture, but they still gave way to the Space Marines to move forward.
"dad!"
The girl said and ran towards a bearded man. His cheeks were sunken, and his eyes were deeply trapped in the sockets because of the lack of food.
He hugged his daughter and walked towards the Space Marines.
"I am the foreman here. Everyone has chosen me as the representative here. We are very happy to see you. The Emperor is indeed protecting us, right, brothers and sisters?"
He shouted into the room, and people responded loudly:
"That's right!"
"The war is not over yet, the sir has been injured, and we need a lift to it."
"lift--"
The man thought for a while, then clapped his hands.
"There is one, but it hasn't been used for a long time. It needs to be repaired. You have to wait for a while, sir."
"fine."
"Sir, we just cleared a room, which is a little shabby."
"Very good, thank you."
Taking Kalistarius, Bahram walked into the bishop's house in the church. Most of the decorations inside were destroyed, but the sky eagle still shines as new.
"Sir, are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
After taking a few deep breaths, when Kalistarius opened his eyes again, his previous confusion had been replaced by a Qingming Festival.
He smiled slightly and said:
"I didn't scare you just now."
"Uh...n't."
Seeing the other party like this, Bahram also guessed that he should be fine and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But he did not notice that a red light was slowly spreading deep in Kalistarius's pupils-