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Chapter 1858 Another Angel

On the battlefield surrounded by flames, Velez's figure was agile, and the possessed warrior was violent and savage. Their weapons collided again and again, corroded steel against the sacred alloy, each blow was amidst the chaos of the battlefield and the flames.

Provoking a bell-like echo.

At this time, more Chaos Space Marines also came up. Some of them were eliminated by Punisher tanks and Redeemers on the way, but some also used the cover of cannon fodder to get close to the Sisters.

What greeted them were angry bullets, sacred blades, and more scorching flames.

Just when Velez slashed the possessed warrior's waist with another sword, the opponent's sickle also rolled towards her head, but the process stopped when its arm was cut off.

A flaming long sword pierced from behind it, and the two mouths on the evil being's head opened at the same time, screaming hysterically, spitting out countless filthy words, and at the same time, tentacles grew from the five orifices, and on the tentacles

Mouths with fine teeth screamed in unison, making the air tremble with the blasphemous noise.

Velez then decapitated it with a sword, but as the huge corpse fell, it began to burn.

Glancing at the corpses on the ground, Kalima Said Olsson then pointed to the evil altar. It was still creating more twisted monsters, and the "newborns" were becoming more and more powerful and terrifying.

They roared blasphemous sounds, waved their twisted limbs, and rushed towards the nun.

Even bullets and flames can no longer kill them completely.

"It has to be solved."

“Does the Holy Maiden’s National Church still have such a saying?”

"Ah, Chapter Commander, I remembered."

"Seraphs are not only for fighting, they can also boost the morale of friendly forces and give hope to those Astra Militarum troops who are fighting in desperate situations. If a bunch of muscular naked men with fleshy faces fell from the sky with wings and full of swear words, they would probably kill them first.

Friendly troops were scared to death?"

Soshyan in the distance could naturally see clearly. His eyes widened, his power claw pointed in the direction of Velez, and he turned to Mark.

Soshyan looked at the person who made the sound. He didn't recognize him at first because he was wearing a helmet, but he soon remembered that his name was Haomo and he was one of the first batch of recruits he personally recruited.

Hao Mo looked at those soaring nuns and couldn't help but shook his head.

"Guide me, Father of Mankind."

Soshyan grinned and did not answer Haomo's question, but returned his gaze to the battlefield.

When Velez landed on the altar, several evil, ugly and highly mutated priests rushed towards him brandishing sharp blades.

Heretics died in droves, their corpses piled up into hills. They either ran into the purifying flames or were killed by the swords of the Sisters.

Hearing this, Soshiyang laughed and joked.

But the fastest one was the Seraph team. They followed Velez and flew from low altitude all the way to the filthy altar.

Velez prayed quietly.

But even so, as the most conspicuous target on the battlefield, Seraph's turnover rate is still very high, and they often have to transfer veterans from other combat groups to supplement them. However, as a symbol of veterans of this status, they can also use the sect's

The best weapons available, ranging from gold-bladed power swords to divine plasma pistols.

"Ah, it seems. In the state religion, they are called living saints."

Soshyan looked at the battlefield suspiciously. At this time, under the leadership of Velez, the nuns defeated the heretics, and even a few space warriors could not save the situation.

Generally speaking, Seraphs usually operate in a group of 6 people, and often accompany the Sisters in battle.

"Wait a minute, what is this situation called?"

The next second, a pair of white wings suddenly opened behind Velez, and at the same time, a mysterious mark appeared on her forehead, and the dazzling light could be clearly seen even from miles away.

The Archangels, who focus on close combat, wield chain saws to cut through the waves in the sea of ​​blood. The only ones who can keep up with their speed are the more fanatical whipping servitors. These unconscious cyborgs recite hymns while frantically whipping the surroundings with electrified whips.

of enemies.

"Yes, it's very strange. If she is a living saint, there is no reason for us not to know. Then there is only one possibility. She is not a living saint. But what else does that kind of power mean besides being a living saint?"

Mark shrugged. It was obvious that he didn't know much about the state religion.

"Make me your spear and let me pierce the hearts of your enemies."

At this time, another voice sounded.

Velez was followed by six Seraphs. They shot at the enemy with pistols while flying, and soon arrived at the altar.

"Hey, why are such good equipment only given to nuns?"

It was an extremely filthy thing, surrounded by butchered corpses, dangling on the hooks of chains, each one as pale as marble because all their blood had been pumped into the blood trough. The vats were sticky.

Thick gelatinous blood flowed into the center of the altar along a crudely made channel.

"If he was really a living saint, the state religion would have publicized it a long time ago, but it seems that the state religion has never mentioned this matter, and none of us know about it."

Another voice, but from former White Templar champion Murad.

He nodded and looked away.

"Hmm, so, can women wearing tight-fitting armor and wings increase the morale of friendly forces?"

"But shouldn't living saints appear after death and resurrection?"

"If we give Catachan a class of elite soldiers, the effect should be much better."

Velez then raised the sword in front of her, and Kalima put her hand on her shoulder, as if it was just a casual gesture of support.

These nuns use special Sanlor-type jump backpacks. This backpack is shaped into the shape of wings, which allows the nuns to easily jump hundreds of meters into the air. However, using this kind of backpack is a huge problem for women without black carapace.

Therefore, Seraphs are also the most elite warriors in the Order. Only the most talented and experienced nuns can become Seraphs.

"Come with me, sister."

"Some time ago, I was reading the Sabat Expedition. The Saint Sabat in it was a living being canonized. According to the book, Sabat, as an ordinary shepherd girl, had incredible abilities to receive the emperor's oracle and power, and set off a revolution.

She participated in the first Sabat expedition and liberated the world of Sabat. The book said that she would also have white wings behind her during the battle, but because she was not a living saint who was resurrected from the dead, the state religion called her this. I think about it, right?

Now, she’s called the Holy Maiden!”

Velez directly raised her legs and hammered her high heels into the face of the first attacker who approached her, smashing the bridge of his nose into a ball of broken bone, flesh and cartilage.

Without wasting any time, she stretched out her sword and slashed. The sword blade cut into the next attacker's thigh and was covered with fresh blood. Then she raised it sharply, cutting the flesh into red pieces and tearing the heretic apart.

belly, letting the filthy blood flow into the altar where he offered sacrifices.

The third attacker tried to shoot with a gun, but Kalima, who was using a jetpack, fell down and sliced ​​the attacker's head open in the middle with a sword.

Just when all the priests were killed, the evil altar suddenly shook violently, and a large number of flesh and blood tentacles pierced the floor and intertwined with the stone pillars like tendons.

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