The center of the city is the area with the highest concentrations of slaughter, screams and the smell of blood.
Not long ago, people were summoned by the local garrison to the area of the central square to wait. They thought it was the local Lord Astartes, or a mortal noble who was good at flattery, making various high-sounding speeches, and then preparing to hold an unknown event.
Sacrifice ceremony.
As for the sacrifices, of course they were human residents.
There are emotions such as fear and trepidation, but they have long been accustomed to it. After all, ever since the Emperor was placed on the Golden Throne by traitors, the new Emperor Horus Luperkar established a new empire with the Astartes as the leadership.
A full two hundred and forty years have passed since then.
In the past two hundred and forty years, the older generation of people have almost died long ago. In their "generation", they were oppressed and slaughtered the moment they were born, and they considered it a supreme honor to be selected for sacrifice.
.
Can…
What they encountered were World Eaters who tore people apart with their own hands, skinned and boned them, brutally killed them, and enjoyed their blood.
Just imagine, when "you" live on a planet that is isolated from the world, has heavy industry, but has a very low level of education, you go to the central square with longing in your heart, waiting to be selected for sacrifice and become a lord. As the nobles preach, you can get both physical and mental benefits.
On the occasion of purification…
A group of tall "angels" (Astartes) flew down from the sky (on a transport plane) and landed in front of "you", and made extremely terrifying metallic roars, laughter, and shocking steps.
The heavy steps on the ground directly tore "your" friend to pieces with his bare hands, hot and wet blood splashed on the face, and the slimy internal organs rolled down to the feet. Then all honors and all publicity are all bullshit.
What's more, it is extremely difficult for many residents of the Empire to see a living Astartes in their lifetime. If they do, they can only look at the Astartes Lords who govern various cities, hives and planets from a distance.
So when a group of Astartes, with their bodies deformed, their skin and armor sticking together, bloody mouths, and terrifying claws rushing towards "you", the desire to survive and the instinct to survive will change in an instant.
Gain the upper hand.
run!
Who cares about the so-called honor at this time? Survival is the most important thing.
Fear, panic, despair and other emotions quickly spread among the crowd and even the entire city.
"Hahaha! Die! Die! Die!"
"Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull sacrifice to the skull throne!"
"Shout! Wail!"
At the same time, there are also the excited war cries of the World Eaters when they fall into a state of madness, and this is the "fear tax" that Angron and the World Eaters Legion levied on the Nusian colony.
The various emotions humans have due to "their" World Eaters will bring physical and mental pleasure to the World Eaters, and will also make the World Eaters stronger and stronger.
As long as "their" World Eaters are crazy enough and bloody enough, they can obtain more blessings from the evil god. This is why "their" bodies will be deformed and their skin will stick to their armor.
The ceramite armor of some World Eaters will even become like a living creature. The shoulder armor or plastron will grow a mouth with sharp teeth and fangs, or horns and sheep's horn-like bones will grow on the sides of the helmet.
In short, "they" at this moment have completely changed beyond recognition. They are no longer the World Eaters who were just formed hundreds of years ago when the Legion was founded, thinking of fighting for the Emperor and humanity.
The incident here is definitely not an isolated case, but occurs all the time within the territory of the New Human Empire, and has lasted for two hundred and forty years.
People were either being sacrificed or on their way to sacrifice.
For example, because this colonial planet is relatively remote and has a small population, the methods and methods of sacrifice are moderate. Who would have thought that the World Eaters army would usher in the Nucia system as a stopover?
?
There is no need to guess, when the Death Guard, covered with abscesses, bleeding, and smelly, arrive here to join the World Eaters, they will also impose a different kind of "tax" on Nusia.
Not only did the New Human Empire fail to develop as Horus shouted during the rebellion, "Overthrow the tyrant!" and "Overthrow the tyranny!", it became increasingly chaotic and desperate.
For humans living in Universe 03, it seems that only endless darkness awaits them.
Southern suburbs far away from the city.
On a sand dune, there were a few lonely people standing, and these people were wearing red robes and silk scarves covering their faces. They were standing here looking at the city that had been plunged into blood.
The back figures of "them" shaking their heads slightly seemed to be unable to help sighing at the tragic reality, and they also seemed to feel sorry for their compatriots who had been massacred and abused.
"Boom...boom..."
Suddenly, bursts of roaring came from the sky, causing people standing on the top of the sand dunes to shift their gaze and look towards the source of the sound.
It turned out that there were more transport planes and transport ships carrying more World Eaters and the mortal scum that served the World Eaters, leaving the low-Earth orbit and coming to the surface of the planet.
Seeing this, this group of people wrapped "their" veils and robes even more tightly, and hurriedly left the sand dunes and entered the Gobi Canyon below to avoid the World Eaters' transportation formation.
Turn left and turn right.
The group of people entered a narrow path and finally came to an extremely hidden cave entrance that could not be detected from the sky.
When "they" went deep into the cave and completely disappeared...
"Boom--! Boom--!"
The World Eaters' transport formation just passed by at low altitude and approached directly towards the city.
Inside the cave.
This group of people carried old-fashioned kerosene lamps and shuttled through the dark and cold tunnel. However, after "they" walked in the maze-like tunnel for more than forty minutes, they actually saw a "light spot" at the end in front of them, and the "light"
"Point" will gradually become clearer as this group of people move forward.
Finally, "they" left the tunnel facing the "light spot", and the moment they left, everything suddenly became clear.
Look around.
There are regular, vertical walls made of stone bricks, strong lighting equipment with "light spots" sources, and various buildings such as houses, workshops, and military buildings. It is like a large-scale underground
city.
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People here still don't know what's going on in the outside world.
As for the people responsible for patrolling, sentrying, and vigilance, they are "soldiers" wearing whitish yellow-brown combat uniforms, dark green armor with badly painted paint, and holding old-fashioned laser rifles.
In addition to these "soldiers", there are also many women wearing power armor and holding mortal caliber bolters.
If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that their eyes are bright and their expressions are firm. They are standing at the commanding heights of the underground city and guarding various strategic locations.
And here is the tunnel entrance and exit that can lead to the outside world...
The group of people who had been wrapped up tightly and observing the city on the sand dunes were finally able to pull off their veils, revealing "them"... no, it should be their true appearance.
They are the same group of female warriors, but they don't wear power armor, they only wear black combat uniforms, and they carry laser rifles without butts.
The leader has eye-catching rare silver hair. Although his skin is rough, his sharp eyebrows and delicate facial features always have a different kind of sassiness.
She led a group of subordinates to successfully pass the body search, then took the sky rail train through the crowded underground city and rushed directly to a military fortress in the center of the city.
As soon as the train entered the station and got off the train, I saw an elderly lady with an old face and wearing simple power armor who was guarded by many "sisters". It seemed that she had been waiting for a long time.
So they hurried forward, and the silver-haired leader said respectfully to the older lady: "Ms. Sisia, it has been determined that she is the traitorous World Eater, and she is currently carrying out massacres on the surface."
"Alas..." After hearing this, the elderly lady named Sisia couldn't help but sigh with a solemn expression: "I'm here after all..."
"Ma'am, are we going to fight those guys desperately? Or are we looking for an opportunity to evacuate?" the silver-haired leader said hurriedly. It seemed that he was still a little impetuous because he was too young.
In fact, Lady Sisia, the silver-haired leader, and all the sisters are still loyal to the Emperor and are "battle sisters" who belong to the 87th Independent Combat Regiment, the First Company.
Even all the people and soldiers who live in the underground world do not want to be ruled by Horus, their hearts are devoted to the Emperor, and they firmly believe in the concept of "Imperial Truth".
However, the people living here are isolated from the world, and due to the lack of support from life extension technology, the first batch of combat sisters, soldiers and remaining people who opened up the underground city have long ceased to exist. Even the oldest Ms. Sisia,
I have never witnessed the rebellion scene two hundred and forty years ago.
However, the loyalty and faith of the first pioneers have been passed down, and have been carried forward to this day by the battle sisters who are devout to the "Imperial Truth".
"Desperately?" After Sisia heard the words of the silver-haired leader, she couldn't help but laughed angrily, and asked: "Valentina, do you think you can fight with just six hundred sisters and less than 20,000 soldiers?"
Have you passed those fallen giants?"
"It should be no problem to hold on for a while." The silver-haired leader whom Sisia called Valentina thought briefly, and then continued: "We try to attract the attention and energy of the traitors as much as possible, maybe
We can get enough opportunities for people to evacuate."
"A very radical tactic, in exchange for victory at the expense of sacrifice." Sisia briefly commented, but then she changed the subject and said in a low voice: "But Valentina, this tactic of yours is based on the fact that our opponent is a mortal.
Scum, or servants of nobles with no fighting ability, if they face those tall fallen giants...
My child, as long as a hundred... no, as long as fifty fallen giants are enough to destroy the underground city."
The fallen giant that Sisia spoke of was the Astartes who chose to betray the Emperor.
This older lady had heard from her grandmother how powerful the Astartes were, but she also didn't know exactly how powerful they were. She just maintained a sense of awe and would not be overconfident like Valentina.
"Madam, I think..." Another young sister interjected: "The fallen giant is just a bit bigger. After all, there is a giant lord sitting in the city."
"Um."
"really."
All the sisters questioned the Astartes' fighting prowess.
"Alas..." Seeing the eagerness of all the fighting sisters, Sisia couldn't help but sighed heavily, and said helplessly: "You kids are still too naive."
The new empire has been established for two hundred and forty years. This time span is fleeting for the original body and the Astartes, but it is two and a half centuries for mortals...
"Every life is full of grass and autumn", mortals need to be forced to abide by the laws of this real universe.
Therefore, two and a half centuries have passed, and this group of battle sisters lives in an isolated underground city. Although they have undergone extremely strict and cruel training, they have not participated in any actual combat. Naturally, they despise the legendary Astartes.
Even a little conceited.
"Forget it." Sisia shook her head again and ordered a combat sister beside her: "Inform the people to prepare to evacuate into the bunker first."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Madam..." Seeing the sister who took the order turning away, Valentina asked proactively: "Evacuate into the bunker first? Are we going to hold on?"
"Sacrificing us to allow the people to escape is the most last resort." Sisia endured her temper and continued to explain to young Valentina and all the children at the scene: "Whether we can escape is not mentioned for the time being, but what happens after we escape?
?The traitor's fleet can destroy the aircraft left by the pioneers for us in seconds.
If possible, it is best that the traitors did not discover the existence of the dungeon. If not... well, get ready. Also, Valentina, take your sisters to change combat equipment immediately and assist the soldiers in the evacuation.
people."
"Yes, ma'am!" All the battle sisters, including Valentina, responded in unison, and left the place one after another to start preparations.
Next, the military fortress rang alarm bells and issued announcements, which confused the people who were living a normal life. However, the teachings of the older generation and common habits made people immediately return to their homes to tidy up, and then abide by the rules of the fighting sisters.
Under the guidance of the soldiers, they gradually entered the bunker below the military fortress.
Everything was in order until...
"Boom!!"
The deafening violent explosion interrupted the original peace and made people who had not yet had time to enter the bunker involuntarily look at the source of the sound.
I saw that the entrance and exit of the tunnel, which was located high up and could lead to the outside world, was attacked by the traitors.
The people and soldiers with poor equipment standing near the military fortress could not see clearly, but the battle sisters with power armor were able to clearly observe through the far-sighted function of their helmets that a large number of World Eaters and mortal scum had broken through.
The initial line of defense was like an unstoppable torrent rushing into the underground city.
and…
This time, the Battle Sisters finally saw the gap between the World Eaters as Astartes and mortals, because just one meeting, the soldiers responsible for the defense were already dead and dismembered.
Chop into minced meat!
It seemed that the only ones who could compete with them were their sisters, but... it was only as if.