Hearing the words of the commander of the guards, Apalixia could only shrug. Every knight's power armor was spattered with blood, and many of the blood that slipped into the gaps between the armor plates had not even solidified. According to standards
The process should now carry out biochemical protection cleaning to prevent radiation dust and disease-causing microorganisms from entering important facilities, but now no one has the time or equipment to carry out such work. There are more than 5,000 cultists, and the special operations team has less than three
Ten people were able to clear them all without landing during a thirty-minute massacre, which is already considered efficient. Not to mention the requirement to save ammunition, and those cultists are not without weapons, even genetically modified warriors
They will also feel tired.
Seemingly aware of the guards' gaze, the Knight Commander and the Lord of the First Army pointed at the priestess escorted by two battle sisters. "The leader of the cultists has psychic abilities and the danger level is crimson." Apa
Lisha said, "Just because of this thing, I was scratched several times by big paws."
Aparisha's tone seemed to be recalling the joy of swinging the battle ax to her heart's content.
Constantine could feel the surging blood and adrenaline in his veins, could feel Aparisha's muscles tightening and relaxing, as well as the crazy slaughter and wanton anger. Although he did not see that scene with his own eyes,
Constantine made up his mind to carefully study the battle videos of genetically modified soldiers after the war. After all, the emperor's helpless move to reduce costs would inevitably cause certain flaws. Maya Hansen's genetic laboratory would definitely be willing to improve products and technology.
"We will hand her over to the regent in front of the portal. The regent promised me that the sisterhood will preside over the trial ceremony of this heretic in the Eternal City. We will make her fully repent and cleanse her of all sins."
The Praetorian Guards looked at each other. They could probably guess what confession Tita was talking about, which was nothing more than painful torture and fanatical rituals. They believed that the emperor kept the sisterhood monastery in order to carry out a social project.
Experimental research, while providing education and care to a small number of human female cubs rescued from war-torn areas. After completing the most important task, all the androids, including Tita, felt much more relaxed. She said in a light tone, "
Let's go quickly, the regent is waiting for us in front of the portal."
Hammurabi carefully inspected the woman's restraints.
The anti-psionic electric shock collar, consciousness restraint device, etc. all worked normally. After confirming that the female psyker could not escape from the restraint device on her own, the guard commander nodded in agreement. When preparing supplies before the Battle of Attilan, the list
There are many psychic restraint devices on the planet. These devices are obtained from the warehouses of the Adeptus Order and are generally used to capture disobedient psykers of magical schools on Earth. Unless the emperor confirms it, the Adeptus Order will
Will never ignore any security measures, not to mention that they are going to a gap that tears apart the material universe, where the power of psykers will be greatly enhanced. If not for the regent Victor von Doom told everyone
People, he is waiting for them here. Constantine will never agree to let such a dangerous person approach the portal.
The commander of the guards stared at Catherine suspiciously.
Compared to the priestess, all the Praetorian Guards, including Constantine, had always had doubts about Catherine. Even though they believed in the emperor and could not disobey any of the emperor's orders, the abnormality shown by Catherine made them have to worry.
She was suspicious. Catherine did not step on the deck. She opened her steel wings. The stopped working steel wings had cooled down, and the smell of hot metal and fuel had dissipated, but the black steel boots were floating a few centimeters above the ground.
The radiance she exudes is still so warm.
They went down the spiral staircase.
Perhaps because of their hometown complex, the Attilan Inhumans set the gravity to be the same as the Earth, but the gravity measured by the power armor is gradually weakening, and the oxygen content is becoming thinner. Although it is close to the fusion reactor, there is no need for genetic modification next to the spiral staircase.
The railings that were too slender for warriors were still covered with frost. This anomaly attracted the attention of everyone present. "Psychic, we are approaching. I heard some sounds that can arouse emotions, but battlefield audio capture
The device did not capture the sound wave." The genetically modified warrior Zygris stretched out an arm holding a heavy bolter machine gun. He pointed to his helmet and then to Catherine. "Getting closer to her can block that sound.
.At least close to the ray casting range."
"It's hard for me to fight against this filth now. The further down I go, the denser the filth becomes." Catherine, who had not spoken for a long time, finally spoke, "The power here is too powerful. I am just a limited container and cannot carry too much of Him.
force to fight against.”
"I heard it too, it was just noise. Don't listen, don't think about it. There is no point in speculating on the purpose of this kind of witchcraft. Thinking about witchcraft is falling into the trap of witchcraft." Hannibal said calmly.
, "As artificial humans, you are the containers through which our Lord instills spiritual energy. There is no need to deify this behavior."
Under the guidance of the reconnaissance drone, this special operations team did not encounter many enemies during the half-hour journey. If you have to count the mutants embedded in the wall and lingering, they have gone completely crazy and out of action.
Ability, aberrations that made the floor dirty, this special operations team galloped all the way without even being able to empty a magazine. They found that someone had carved a spell on the wall here, even if it was just hidden in a mass of filth.
There were meaningless scribblings underneath, but the guards with relevant knowledge were keenly aware of these details.
When generations of mutants are born, grow, age, and die here, their spirits will subtly change. This change makes their limbs and spirits even more alienated, until they have the same characteristics as even the mutants on the bottom deck.
Extreme mutation and filthy beliefs that have never been possessed. If these spells were written before Attilan Star Castle was transferred to the moon, it means that the cult power of Attilan Star Castle has already spread throughout the Star Castle.
Catherine herself is the main means of destruction.
When she walks by, the radiance will burn their flesh and blood. After the energy of the chaotic non-material universe fades away, the physiological structures that should not appear in the material universe will quickly collapse and disintegrate. If Constantine hadn't kept urging, Catherine would probably have
Will stop, with compassion on his noble face, and bring relief to these mutants. They are all victims of the portal. The excessive ether energy released by the portal completely disrupts the reality here, and these original
The brains of mutants who live miserable lives. These mutants have gone completely crazy. Their bodies have merged with the malicious ether, and their flesh and blood bodies that have exceeded the limits of human genetic mutation have turned into a mass of amorphous things. Even they themselves
Unaware of it, their souls are still suffering.
These victims were originally humans. They should have stood with the emperor, but they ended up here because of their tragic fate. As a servant of the emperor, she should have had the obligation to free them and let them die as humans, but now she
There are more important tasks to complete. She will pray to the emperor for these miserable people, praying that after the task is completed, it will bring them relief.
"I'm glad you brought her."
Regent Victor von Doom stood on the vast deck, and the torrent of energy blown from the portal made his dark green cloak rustle. He was not wearing a helmet, and his gray-white forehead hair fell down from his forehead. He looked coldly with his eyes.
Staring directly at the constantly rotating, deforming, and erupting psychic spells in the portal - the portal is an irregular oval crack, from which dirty deep purple energy continuously pours out and then dissipates. Just a quick glance is horrifying.
The howl can be directly transmitted into the mind. Even if you close your eyes, the unformed twisted claws, tentacles and bone plates in the portal will be deeply imprinted under the eyelids, and the dizzy pink blue, pink
The flash twisted into a sickening ball of light - every geometric deformation of that spell beyond the three-dimensional space would trigger an explosion of energy behind the portal. Although they could not understand the fierce devil's words, others could also feel it.
Angry emotion.
"I temporarily blocked this portal with a spell." Regent Victor von Doom held the staff given by the emperor, and pure fire burned on the wings of the golden eagle. Even if he does not have psychic talent,
You can feel the power of this flame. Because of the firelight on this deck, the dirty scenes that the special operations team had seen did not appear. "This won't last long. I need the secrets in her mind. We must thoroughly
Close the portal and leave no weak points in this star fort."
"Lord Regent, you promised us..."
Victor von Doom looked at the priestess who woke up from the pain. Perhaps the priestess Fei Lier vaguely understood the meaning of the regent, or perhaps the existence behind the curtain showed her her destiny.
, the priestess Fei Lier opened her broken mandible, showed a bloody smile, and let out a vague laugh with her bleeding mouth.
"The gods promised me... I will reach the Kingdom of God." She opened her eyes that were sticky with blood and caught a glimpse of the huge portal in the distance. She had a feeling that the portal was connected with her body and her body.
Their souls are tightly connected, and every breath she takes will cause the edge of the portal to move slowly, just like the overlapping ripples on the surface of a pond. It's just that these ripples release frightening energy and glare, and you can't look straight for too long.
It might even burn her eyes, but she still kept her eyes wide open, even though an unbearable itching slowly extended behind her eyes, as if thousands of tiny tentacles were drilling into her eyeballs.
"Catherine, you know your mission."
Victor von Doom ignored Priestess Philiel's laughter. He stopped Tita with his eyes because the latter tried to kill Priestess Philiel directly here. The Sisterhood Commander understood the cultists.
Meaning. The reason why the regent wanted the priestess Feliel to arrive here is to completely close the portal. It is very likely that the priestess Feliel will be sent behind the teleportation gate to comply with the destiny revelation given to her by the evil god.
After hearing the regent's words, Catherine nodded solemnly.
The emperor had already informed her of her mission this time.
"We need to seal from both sides of the portal. The cult priest itself is the portal and also the key." Catherine said, "We need a key. Attilan Star Castle will be a war fortress belonging to mankind in the future. He hopes
Eliminate this weak point in the physical universe."
"Yes. We need keys, but not all of them." Regent Victor von Doom looked at Priestess Ferrell calmly, and then at the somewhat impatient Chief Commander of the Sisterhood. "Tita, you
You can get what you want."
"What are you going to do?"
Regent Victor von Doom stretched out his hand and placed it in front of Priestess Philelle, whose face was full of pain, anger, longing and other emotions. Then two flesh and blood objects fell into his palm. They were two
It was a slightly hard ball with some bloodshot eyes, and countless small fleshy tentacles extended from behind the ball. As soon as it came into contact with Victor's palm, these small crimson tentacles eagerly tried to find the weak spot in the armor and penetrated into it.
Tita looked up at this moment, only to find that the position where the two eyeballs of the priestess Philelle were originally embedded were now empty. A large number of small crimson tentacles that seemed to be nerve plexuses opened her withered eyelids and probed into the air outside the eyeballs.
.
"This is the key to the soul." Regent Victor von Doom tore off an eyeball that was trying to escape his hand from the armor. "Her soul is both a door and a key. We must use her soul."