Chapter 1846: Chaotic planet

Pray to purify the soul, and to wash the body with pain, both exist, where humanity lies.
In the ruins of the church, a woman in heavy armor was kneeling on the dusty ground and praying. The icon under the slumped pillars was covered by a hood.
Along with the shaking of the earth, the dilapidated dome seemed to have been embarrassed and heavy, and dust and debris fell down rustlingly.
A strong green light flashed outside the gate from time to time, and screams always sounded in the night. These sounds were far and near.
The woman kneeling on the ground used to be a perfect weapon. Her hatred of the devil burned in her chest like an eternal flame. The joints of the armor were covered with red wax seals and the iron halo on the backpack. shining.
But at this time, both the power sword and the burst arrow pistol were thrown aside by her. She pinched the elbow of her left hand with her right hand, as if she was preventing the weird green light from spreading over her shoulders.
A lot of sweat slid down her forehead, and steam was steaming on the white lid. The pain caused a vision of psychic power, and she was praying for the emperor's help.
Poor mountains and rivers are not enough to describe her current situation. In the case of enemies on all sides, perhaps the enemy will not bother to pay attention to her existence.
But her heart of honor still made her attack those unclean things. After cutting the body of the third heavy destroyer, she was still hit by the green weapon in the arm.
A kind of cold energy began to corrode her body, she mobilized her psychic energy to fight against it, and rushed out of the enemy's front, and found a church in the ruins of the city.
In fact, she did not deliberately search for it, but as if she was destined, she was sent here by unknown guidance.
Outside the door is the army of the undead, they are also fighting with the greenskins, but the battlefield is getting closer and closer here, and it may not be long before she will be discovered.
But the nun's will and loyalty remained unshakable, and she prayed to the emperor as always, just as she did in the monastery on Ophelia VII.
Pray to return to the battlefield and use his life as a bargaining chip to spread the glory of the emperor.
This is not to fear death, but to die more gloriously, at least under the eyes of the emperor.
Maybe the prayer was really answered, maybe seeing the slumped statue stimulated her fighting spirit. With a low growl, the golden light bloomed on her left hand, the green light was like snow meeting the sun. melt.
Her new skin is as delicate as a baby, and her new muscles are as strong as steel.
"Praise the emperor! Praise forever!"
She exhaled, and reached out to touch the helmet on the side to prepare to return to the battlefield. The white mask-like helmet was covered with interlaced scars, revealing a metallic silvery white background.
However, at this moment, behind her, at the broken door of the church, a terrifying machine floated in silently.
Its lower body looks like a squashed football. A human-shaped metal skeleton is glued to one end, which is the upper body. It holds a huge plasma cannon in its hands, and the rhythmic green light is In this sacred courtyard, it didn't shine very far.
The space necromancer found the nun kneeling in front of the icon, and raised the weapon in his hand as it should be, and the green energy began to converge.
The sound of the current converging awakened the woman. She only had time to grab the power sword and turn around, and she saw the muzzle thicker than the waist right in front of her.
The rich green ball of light rolled, as if the next blink of an eye would blow her to ashes, along with the icon behind her.
This is not the glorious death she imagined, but as the daughter of the emperor, facing death will only be relieved, not afraid.
She stared at the ball of light that seemed to be still without blinking, and memories came to her mind. She thought of her dead sisters and the murderer who has not been pursued until now.
Time became very slow, as if waiting for her next blink, the enemy's weapon would send her to the emperor.
But after all, she didn't wait for the green light to be emitted. There was another thing that was moving normally in the world she forbidden. It was a golden warhammer entwining the thunder, and it flew in the air.
After flying the plasma cannon, it hit the heavy destroyer's chest.
With just one blow, accompanied by the roar of electric current, the monster that was extremely powerful for mortals was torn apart, and fragments splashed against the ruins everywhere.
There wasn't even an explosion, it was just that the enemy could not resist it with pure strength.
"That's the battle nun? Staring at the enemy's muzzle in a daze?"
She heard a hoarse voice coming from the icon behind her, like the whispers of an old person in the dark, unable to distinguish gender from it, nor could she hear emotions, only that it was something that was somewhere between Gao Ge An ancient language between Te and Low Gothic.
The successive changes in the scene made her wonder if she had overused her psychic powers. She heard the whispers of the subspace demon, but when she turned around guardingly, she realized that it was not the demon that was disguising as an icon to speak to her.
But a man in armor walked out behind the icon.
The nun had never seen this kind of armor, half black and half yellow, and also did not think that there would be such a small Astarte.
"who are you?"
The tall and strong woman raised the sword in her hand. The hilt of her sword was wrapped with sacred cables and steel spikes, decorated with skeletons representing pure divinity.
"A passerby watching the excitement." The black and yellow armored man was about the same height as her. He completely ignored the weapon in her hand and went to the other side to pick up the warhammer: "This planet seems to be very popular, so I will look at it. See what's going on, this abandoned city is very lively."
"Speak your identity! Demon!"
The fighting nun rolled back vigilantly and picked up the blasting gun from the ground. She felt the overwhelming pressure from the thin figure in front of her.
She could not be sure what caused this pressure, but she could be sure that none of the fighters she had ever seen was stronger than him. This was instinct.
It's as strong as a demon...
"Why is it a demon? You don't need evidence for conviction?" The figure put a huge warhammer on his shoulders, tilted his head and looked at her ~EbookFREE.me~ with a speechless look: "Which congregation of you? Be careful, I go to the trial court to participate in your copy."
The fighting nuns are known for being suspicious, because they are usually assisting in the work of the heresy court, dealing with various bad elements lurking in the human empire, demons disguised as adults, and so on.
They will doubt anyone.
But when she heard the figure in front of her saying that she was going to the heresy court to file a lawsuit, the woman relaxed a little, because the real demons did not dare to approach there at all, and the sacred fire there would purify any heretics.
"Don't move! Face, show me your face!"
She moved the muzzle and motioned the figure to take off the helmet to show her. It was really wrong to encounter a humanoid in such a ghost place.
It is necessary to confirm whether he is a demon, a spirit race, or a genetically corrupted person.
However, the other party just sighed slightly.
When he took off the helmet and revealed a face that was exactly the same as the emperor's appearance in the records of the imperial state religion, she was stupid.