The further they walked forward, the more corpses of high-level angels were lying on the moist soil. Blood was still flowing out from those huge bodies that had been penetrated and cut. The blood of angels slowly evaporated, and the ground was covered with corpses.
The golden light spots rising slowly like fireflies in the fields on a summer night are the few things that can provide light in this dark environment except for the lighting devices on the power armor. However, the sisterhood has no time to appreciate this beautiful scenery.
The blood of angels turned the ground into hot mud filled with the smell of rosemary. They trudged through the calf-deep mud, using bolters, chainswords and explosives in their hands to clean up the mountains of corpses. Darkness
Among them, the four-element angel [Temperance] representing the wind element stood like a hill in the center of the quagmire, surrounded by impact marks like meteorite impact craters. The sisterhood watched with their own eyes as it was penetrated by the light spear transformed by Catherine,
Then fell into darkness.
When they got closer, they discovered that the [Temperance] Angel was surrounded by quite dense corpses of superior angels. Most of the wounds on its body were cutting wounds. Two huge arms were scattered in different positions, except for the blunt wounds caused by Madam Butterfly's fist.
There were a large number of sharp weapon injuries all over the body. The hurricane traces marked by the night vision electronic eyes in the darkness told them that the [Temperance] Angel survived for a period of time after the fall, and that an extremely tragic battle had taken place here.
The sisterhood groped forward in pursuit of their desperate intuition, and finally found her on the pile of corpses piled up by the angels. Looking from a distance, Catherine's figure seemed to still be standing on the pile of corpses, waving her long sword and fighting hard.
There were corpses of false angels scattered under his feet.
The sisterhood shouted her name and approached cautiously. Although they had already expected it, the huge grief still overwhelmed everyone present - a golden spear penetrated her abdomen, and another golden spear came from behind.
Stabbed into her chest, nailing her firmly to the corpses of the angels. Catherine's power armor was covered with large and small scars, and the huge iron-gray steel wings stretched out to provide the final protection.
Standing there motionless, condensed with cold anger, it looked like he might swing his sword again to kill the enemy at any time.
When the sisterhood carefully took her down from the pile of corpses, they noticed the deep and huge cave behind Catherine. The human girl opened her mask with grief on her face, "How should we explain this to the monarch? He is so
Love her so much!"
"We don't need to explain." An artificial person said calmly, "The monarch must be inside. She resisted all the false angels who tried to chase the monarch. She did a good job. There is no higher honor than this."
"How can you be so cold, sister!" a human girl shouted in disbelief, "Ms. Catherine is dead!"
The android shook his head.
"It's not that I don't love her, sister, I love her as much as I love the monarch. But this is the destiny we are born with. The sisters will always remember and praise her great dedication, and the monarch will not forget her loyalty." Artificial Man
Taking off her helmet, she looked at Catherine who was being held in the arms of another android, and said lovingly, "Rejoice for her, sister, she has completed her mission. She will stand beside the monarch,
Enjoy this unprecedented glory forever."
This is not a pleasant dream! This is a dream wrapped in the stench of rotting flesh!
Bayonetta twitched her fingers and woke up quickly.
She immediately got up, looked around, and found that she was lying on a huge piece of wet purple flesh. The stone platform that had previously transported her and the boy had fallen to pieces behind her. The last thing she remembered was that the lower body was
After the biological battleship [Insidious] in front of her had two eyes shattered by her, it opened its huge mouth and swallowed the rushing water along with her.
"Little one, where are you?" Bayonetta had only one way to go. She used magic to transform into a black panther and ran forward until she came to a huge cavity. It was filled with pink
Tendons, Bayonetta raised her head and looked up. In the lymph node-like organs wrapped in many huge tendons and connective tissue, the boy was unconsciously soaked in a blood-red translucent liquid. The witch was about to move and break.
The strange man released the boy, and a golden stream of light pierced the boy in his organ.
Bayonetta immediately raised her guns and fired dozens of bullets in the blink of an eye.
The masked sage raised his hand to cast a spell and caught the flying bullet. The next moment he was behind Bayonetta.
He threw the bullets that still had potential energy unhurriedly, but when he ended the spell [Swift Streamer], the witch responded immediately with a reaction that was comparable to the speed of the bullets. However, Bayonetta hid.
When the bullet was fired, it was enough for the masked sage to continue his offensive to kill the boy. The witch quickly followed up in anger and kicked away the tip of the gun that was about to hit the boy. After pulling away, she fired at the masked sage again.
The sage shot, but the bullets were cut away by the masked sage out of thin air. He threw the two short spears at the witch like boomerangs, but Bayonetta dodged it by a hair with dexterous movements.
Even the whirling sharp blades cannot harm the witch's elegance.
Although the battle between the masked sage and the witch did not cause any harm to each other, both the sharp blade and the bullet hit [Insidious]'s organs, and the smelly blood waterfall immediately flowed down. "Mind me.
Ask where your opponent has gone?" the witch asked with a chuckle. She looked at the spear in the sage's hand and the shattered mask, "I'm not worried about him, I just want to know what you spent.
How much did it cost to escape from his hands?"
However, the masked sage did not answer her question, "Don't get in the way, witch. This has nothing to do with you!"
The witch answered with a bullet, "I'm sorry, the little thing is still useful to me."
When gravity dragged him downward again, the mystic quickly turned on the jet engines to ensure that he would not lose balance due to the sudden loss of buoyancy and thrust. He turned over and barely hit a mosaic tile.
On the ground of the circular square, countless amounts of water floated above his head. He looked forward and saw the remains of countless buildings floating irregularly on the deep purple sea of clouds.
There is something weird everywhere here.
He followed the ray-shaped creature from the lower plane and dived all the way down, risking that he would never be able to leave. No one could have imagined that there would be such a huge thing between the virtual and the real under the Finbowent Mountain.
Space. However, when he arrived, he immediately felt the situation here. The portal he sensed was indeed here, but there were many large and small portals here. The largest portal was as high as a mountain, and the smallest one was as high as a mountain.
The portals can only accommodate one finger. These portals are sleeping at the moment and have not been activated. These portals formed a maze-like terrain, which made Salomon in trouble.
Salomon can be sure that many portals here are the work of the witch clan - if the witch clan monitors the portals in the lower planes, then they must have taken many confidentiality measures to prevent outsiders or sages with insufficient authority.
Entering this place, only by mastering the correct way to travel can you reach the gate of hell. If you take the wrong path, no one knows where you will be transported. Then getting lost is the best outcome, and the most likely outcome is to die.
Some extremely dangerous places.
For Salomon, an outsider, it's all a matter of guessing.