God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"For the dark Prince!!!"

At this time, another group of cultists rushed up, and the priest reached the other guy’s throat with his hand, and took the little thing Lifting his feet off the ground, he crushed his trachea.

Several explosive bombs exploded beside the priest, and more angels joined the melee combat.

breakthrough a simple bunker, Space Marines attacked the heretics with single-molecule toothed chain saw swords and combat daggers.

Surprisingly, the remaining dozen cultists did not intend to give up fighting. They roared and cursed and threw themselves into the melee.

The dark Evil God gave them the courage to face the angel of death.

But Yazdan will tell them that such courage is impossible to withstand a single blow.

He forced waving arms, with mace smashed the skull of a mortal, almost split the body.

Then he slammed his shoulders into three or four cultists who gathered together, hitting one of them on the head and pushing it to the wall to smash the bones, and the eruption of concrete smoke enveloped it. .

After that, he hooked his arm and broke the necks of the remaining people to ensure that he was killed, and then threw the limp body to the ground.

When he turned around, he saw Ustad pulling his sword from the chest of a cultist, and blood and bone fragments splashed on the railings of the corridor.

"The upper passage has been cleared."

After finishing talking in the communication channel, Yazdan approached the arch at the end of the corridor and entered the inner room of the cathedral.

Ustad separated the team, he and Memphis followed the priest, and the rest waited in the corridor.

"Mu senior and junior brothers, you might want this."

Ustad said with the explosive pistol, apparently he found it from the pile of corpses .

The priest whispered thanks, took a new magazine from his belt and replaced it with a bang. At the same time, he quickly glanced at the other side of the arch, searching for the enemy's trail.

A corridor leads to the north end of the cathedral, the windows on the right are all broken, and the half-open door leads to the file room on the left.

There was no trace of the enemy here, Yazdan immediately closed the scepter's position to save energy and signaled to his comrade nodded to move forward.

"Check and clean up all rooms."

He warned his comrades in this way.

"Watch out for traps, no one knows what these dirty heretics are doing here."

Ustad stepped forward and kicked the nearest door. Memphis continued to guard the corridor.

Space Marine rushed into the room, ready to open fire at any time.

In it, everything is made Heaven and Earth turning upside down.

The lighting table and the low stool were all shattered, the tattered manuscripts were scattered all over the floor, the writing tools were piled up in a mess under the broken door of a locker, and black and red were used on the wall. Ink graffiti of profanity language and symbols.

Green, yellow, purple, blue and other colors are spilled all over the walls, and the floor and ceiling have become carnival and indulgence entertainment venues.

"These damn scum."

Looking at all this, Yazdan muttered to himself.

He had anticipated such blasphemy and was prepared for the worst, but when he discovered that the documents on the God Emperor's major event in this room were treated in this way, he still felt Shock.

This place was originally full of order. It was a quiet enclave in the dark galaxy. People here focused on thinking about the teachings of the God Emperor, the wisdom of the God Emperor, and the doctrine of war.

Now it is like this.

His eyes were attracted by a small parchment, with wrinkles on the edges of the paper and traces of burnt.

He hung the scepter on his belt and picked up the piece of paper. Part of the vague illustration could be recognized at the edge of it, and he smiled sarcastically.

"Obey and punishment."

He recited the first line aloud.

"I swear to serve you, the Divine Sovereign of mankind, and everything I am at your disposal, because my faith is extremely firm, I swear to maintain firmness and absolute loyalty. Go my soul."

The rest is unrecognizable, but Yazdan has already remembered it.

As he continued to recite from his memory, his voice gradually turned into a roar.

"Holy Emperor, please listen to my prayers, guide this bullet, grasp its truth, let it tear away their steel and fragile armor, tear their timid skin, and give you a vision Hit the enemy with the heaviest blow!"

He crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it on the ground, held his scepter again, activated the weapon, and the blue rays of light filled the room.

"The most despicable crime has been committed, my brothers."

The priest roared:

"They betrayed the sacred oath and attacked A world under the protection of the God Emperor. This is the Holy Sect Hall of the Lord of Mankind. It is an extension of the Golden Throne and a part of the great spirit of mankind."

The heavy warriors echoed in the channel. Breathe, their blood boiled with the priest's roar.

"It is not only our duty to impose justice on those who commit sins, but also our power!"

Ustad and other Space Marines responded.

"Kill these rebels!"

After instigating the warriors' killing intent, Yazdan continued to move on the upper floors of the church.

The next two rooms were also looted, and there were no enemies left to accept punishment for their actions.

As the angels left the third room, Yazdan stopped suddenly.

He listened carefully, his sensory system seems to automatically detect what things - grunts and scraping sound from the next room.

"Interesting development."

The priest commented.

"Here is trying to ambush us?"

"There is a subtle mismatch between their thoughts and actions."

Something fell on the wood in the next room. When there was a sound on the floor, Usta replied with a low smile.

"Give them the cruelest death."

Yazdan hissed.

"Memphis."

The Space Marine raised his flamethrower to confirm that the silver-gray armor on his body was reflecting a dazzling blue halo.

After cautiously approaching, Yazdan kicked the door abruptly and shouted:

"Exterminate the heresy!"

He saw A group of cultists are crawling from their hidden positions to behind the overturned chanting table and table, and are shocked by the sudden appearance of the priest.

Then, Ustad threw a grenade toward the rear of the room, the thing bounced a few times before landing on the wall.

When the grenade exploded, Yazdan took a step back. The fragments of the grenade immediately filled the room, and smoke and metal fragments violently poured out from the door.

After a while, Memphis stood at the door and used a flamethrower to pour the white-hot promethium fuel into the copy room.

The crackling sound of the flame immediately covered the horrified wailing of the cultists in the room.

Space Marine about the swing flame throwers, the upper fuel spray everything viscous, the wood inside the room, and flesh Parchment ignition.

Only when the surface of everything in the house burned, he released the trigger to put the weapon away, and took a step back to let others enter this hell.

The priest rushed into the room surrounded by flames. He could feel the temperature of the surrounding flames, but the integrity readings on the power armor indicated that the surrounding flames were still within a tolerable range.

He didn't shoot the people who screamed and danced in the fire, but watched them indifferently as they were scorched by his clothes.

They tore their hair, skin, and any burning attachments.

But it doesn't help.

When the promethium fuel was nearly exhausted, the priest found that the place where he was standing was scorched, and there were flickering flames everywhere.

Here's bones are piled crookedly together, with large pieces of charred meat stuck on them, boiling bone marrow and blood are still rustling, and underneath is a large pool of burnt fat.

"The spire has been confirmed to be safe, and we controlled the city square."

Walking to the edge of the window, Yazdan sent a communication to Soshian.

"You can attack."