The angels discovered my presence immediately, and six people with five bolters were shooting at me.
What a precise shooting technique! Hundreds of heavy bombs were still accurately controlled after emitting huge recoil, attacking various joints in my body.
This is really a strange feeling. I never thought that one day I would fight as an enemy against these angels that I have always looked up to.
But this doesn’t seem to be a bad feeling.
The powerful firepower of the Astartes was pouring towards me, and the commander at the head also picked up the chainsword in his hand and charged towards me.
What a sacred scene... If all this happened when I was still a mortal, I would be so moved that I would burst into tears, right?
No, if I were a mortal, such a scene would never happen.
After all, how can a mere mortal deserve to let these angels face such powerful enemies and spend so much effort?
But this body is no longer that body, and this person is no longer ordinary. What I carry now is the power from my loving father. I am the spirit of disease and the source of corruption!
The bullets fired at me were already captured by my power when they were less than three meters away from me.
The power of green is the external appearance, but the real change starts from their metallic base.
Who says metals must not be alive? I didn't even change their physical structure too much, I just let them have a life of their own.
These warheads with fuel still spraying from their tails were permanently given a life that they would not have had at the flick of my finger!
The blue flames sprayed from their tails turned into my favorite green. Well, when did I start liking green? Well, forget about it.
Life! What a beautiful thing! It’s a pity that I don’t really have the ability to give life at will. That is the power that a loving father himself truly possesses!
A loving father is generous. The moment I was born, I could already see Him smiling approvingly at me in the garden on the other side.
Along with this warm and tolerant smile, there were three blessings from Him expressing His joy at my birth. And just now, I used one of them.
In short, after these reborn little guys sprayed pus and flew around me to express their gratitude, they chased each other noisily and flew towards their starting point at a faster speed.
And those Astartes had no time to react!
The power armor they wear is even less resistant to these little guys with my blessing. Their ceramic armor is as thin as paper in front of these little guys with the power of corruption at the spiritual level.
These warheads exploded with a loud scream the moment they penetrated the armor. They were celebrating their short lives!
The bodies of the people inside the armor also melted instantly in the explosion, and I could even hear their unwilling wails before they died.
Oh, do they also suffer? Then why do they still give pain to others? It is really incomprehensible...
This is the meaning of this blessing. Give me life and give me rain in return; give me evil deeds and I will give you death!
I don’t know exactly what will happen after using this blessing, but in short, the result is like this!
How generous! How fair!
Ah, I forgot that there is one remaining Astartes in front of me, the guy with the chainsword.
At this moment, he has stopped charging. Is he frightened by the scene I created?
It's not quite like that, it's more like he was angered by such a scene?
Anger? It’s such a strange emotion. It seems that since I stood up again, I am no longer angry.
This sentiment is not in line with our Lord’s taste.
In my opinion, anger is a bad emotion.
Like the meaning it represents, it is full of violence and destruction, and it can do nothing but destroy them!
What an existence without any sense of beauty! Can’t you learn from us?
It makes people feel disgusted from the bottom of their hearts!
But I occasionally indulge myself in anger, because I know that accumulating this kind of emotion is not good for me. I want to ensure that I have pure love, love for life, and love for death...
Ah... my mind wandered again... I looked at the little guy in front of me, he had just woken up from his sluggish state.
After witnessing his comrades being sent to death by me, he angrily picked up the toothpick-like chain sword and rushed towards me!
For the Emperor? Is this the war cry he shouted from his mouth while running and charging?
I watched him rush towards me step by step. My mouth couldn't help but burst into tears. Well, it was both above and below.
Angry... Don’t I have more reason to be angry than you!!!
Aren’t you the ones who came from thousands of miles away, broke into my peaceful life, and created everything in front of me!
Why do you still have reason to be angry!!!
Shouldn’t it be me!!!
I grabbed the lamppost I was using for decoration. The texture of pure copper was not hard, but at least it was heavy enough!
The sword he wielded has arrived, and so has the lamppost I picked up.
His sword left a long, narrow, but useless wound on my chest;
And the lamppost weighing a ton in my hand came into close contact with his power armor!
How about ceramite armor! How about adamantine frame!
Why don't they fly high and far with my strength?
If there hadn't been a wall blocking him, I would have spent a lot more time looking for him.
I walked step by step towards the guy who had just slid down the wall and passed out in the corner.
The night is still long, I want to cherish this beautiful time, and I also want to cherish him.
After all, what if the can is directly hammered to death and the remaining cans escape?
By keeping him, I can continue to vent my hatred; by keeping him, I can crush all these cans without leaving a single one!
I want to vent my anger!
I am...who am I?
Ah, I am Hailan, Hailan who is collecting debts for himself!
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Calvin stopped the communicator on his ear and looked at his comrades on the left and right.
The Terminators have obviously just woken up from the information they received from the auditory senses he radiated simultaneously.
In the thinking channel, the originally silent atmosphere gradually became energetic again.
"So, what we are facing is a believer of the Lord of Corruption?" Gavins asked quietly.
"It seems so..." Calvin replied in a low voice.
"Your mood seems a little dull, my brother." Golden asked.
"Well... indeed. I mean, I know my responsibility. No matter what the reason is, in order to prevent more people of the empire from being threatened by disaster, I will stand firm with the sword in my hand." Calvin said.
"Okay, you know we all believe in your will and consciousness." Tarik and other Terminators also participated in the discussion.
"Thank you." Calvin looked up at the sky above his head, which was still gloomy under the influence of subspace, for a while, and then said to his brothers:
"The Empire may have problems of this kind, but I think you can change it. The Empire may have many tragedies under the management of such a huge institution, but I will not ignore the contribution he has made to protecting the entire human race. We will do our best to
He must be held accountable for Hailan's incident, and no one who should be responsible can escape. But right now we have only one task, which is to eliminate the threat from chaos on this planet! I think, even he himself is actually
Looking forward to a relief."
Having said this, Calvin's mood finally eased from his depression.
He reorganized his mood and said to his battle brothers:
"Let's go, hurry up! Let's go see this governor for the last time and send this governor who was once named Hailan on his last journey!"