Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 315. 304. The Beginning of God's Punishment
In Cyrene, the day of the 21st, the sky cracked open.

For seven days and nights, fireballs fell on the earth, and for seven days and nights, tides flooded the earth.

And after that catastrophe and conversion, she was called Ms. Blessed by the gray armored angel.

Since then Cyrene is no longer Cyrene.

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【Perfect City】

"what is that?"

The shirtless boy selling holy oil candles on the street was the first to notice something was wrong. He squinted his eyes hard, covered the glare of the sun with his hands, and looked at the blue sky above the crowd.

There, the blue sky seemed to be trembling slightly with an abnormal amplitude.

The boy was puzzled and thought it was just his eyesight, how could the sky tremble?How could it be possible to shed tears like a lamb about to be slaughtered?

He was silent for so long that the old woman who was bending over to pick candles in front of his stall stood up impatiently. She was holding three candles with a dissatisfied face, as if she wanted to reason with this inattentive peddler.

But when she saw the boy's abnormal looking posture, the old woman impatiently sorted out the layers of silver bracelets on her arm, guessing that some kind of wild bird was mating, she thought, boys of this age group are like this, Even in a holy city full of desires.

Then she turned around—

"what!!!!"

The sharp screams burst out suddenly, smashing into the noisy street. People looked suspiciously at the source of the sound, but only saw an old woman who collapsed to the ground, and a trembling boy looking away.

So they followed the boy's trembling gaze——

The noisy crowd instantly fell silent as if the pause button had been pressed.

Gray tears flowed from the sky, with orange flames on the tears and bright blue stars falling at the end.

God's punishment has begun.

It started with the first star smashing into the square, and the angel in blue armor came out from there.

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【Ultimate Warrior】

Ayton, the commander of the No.19 company of Ultramarines, was holding his saber and walking among the guards. According to the plan, they landed at Midnight Square, one of the busiest squares in Perfect City.

When the airdrop pod landed, the burning chemical and vegetable smell mixed with the rich aroma of incense in the square, making it pungent and annoying.

Ayton calmly suppressed the faint uneasiness and anxiety in his heart, and he acted according to the orders of Legion Commander Guilliman, that's all.

Only, is, such as, this.

He watched the onlookers knelt and knelt around the airdrop pod like newborn lambs. They muttered words, and Ayden heard them praising the emperor and his heir in disgust.

Although this sense of disgust does not dilute his inner unease.

Ayton gave himself a second to calm down, and then he turned on the speaker of the helmet, and the sound of piercing electricity sounded.

Rehearsed a thousand times before, he said what he was asked to say.

【We, the No.40 Seventh Expeditionary Fleet, the fighters of the No.13 Regiment, are here to exercise authority and follow the tenth decree promulgated by the Emperor, which will be reviewed and approved by the Empire, and will take effect immediately. 】

His indifferent and low voice spread to every corner, he heard the whispers of the crowd, some people were looking forward to it, some people were nervous, and most of the people were just humming prayers meaninglessly.

He continued, making sure his voice wasn't trembling,

[As a punishment for your beliefs, the Emperor ordered the destruction of the Perfect City, and you were allowed three days to pack up your belongings in the city. Take four days to evacuate and evacuate. 】

[On the seventh day, which is the last day, your planetary governor was allowed to send a psionic communication to Legion No. 17 for help. 】

He finished speaking, and now, everything was silent.

Those prayers disappeared, as if they were stressed, and people froze in place, as if they had melted into the sculptures of those pilgrims.

Ayton sighed softly, and the sound was transformed into a crisp electric sound by the speaker.

The next moment, cursing, screaming, praying, and sobbing rolled towards him like a wave.

People screaming and huddling together, people trying to get out of here, but being tripped by people on the ground - some people just passed out, slumped on the ground, confused with those prostrate on the ground praying, and some people tried to spit on them , throwing stones, someone tried to stop those people, and then they wrestled together.

Ayton calmly stretched out his hand to the bolt gun at his waist. He heard the sound of the small stones clattering against his armor. He touched the ground with the sword in one hand and the gun in the other, and slowly raised the muzzle of the gun. ——

The sunlight painted a blinding white on his brilliant blue armor.

"boom!!!"

The old, the young, the men, the women, all stopped now, and they looked at him in horror, at the muzzle that was still slightly hot.

[You only have seven days. 】

Ayton said,

[No one is allowed to stay here in the early hours of the seventh day, and resistance is bound to bleed. 】

[Repeat, resistance is bound to bleed. 】

Aydon swallowed, and now he finished what he was asked to say.

[From my personal point of view,]

He said, trying to soften his voice,
[You need to recognize the facts as soon as possible and leave here on the fourth day. As soldiers of the No.40 Seventh Expeditionary Fleet, we protect the reasonable demands of every legal citizen of the empire. As long as you obey the emperor's order in an orderly manner, we will not damage your personal safety. 】

The crowd was silent for a moment, then a voice cried out,

"This is our home! Where else can we go?!"

With his keen powers of observation, Ayton found the source of the voice in the crowd, a stooped old woman who seemed to be chattering endlessly.

He pointed the bolt gun at her, and she shuddered suddenly. A man who looked like her beside her seemed to want to block her. He might be her son.

[Resistance is bound to bleed, ma'am, return to your home now, pack your bags, and leave on the fourth day. 】

The next moment, the wine bottle exploded at his feet.

Ayton sighed again, and then he fired a warning shot at the sky, while the Ultramarines around him began to drive away the crowd.

In the sky, the Ultramarines' drop pods are still descending, like a rain of fire.

Ayton watched all this with a deadpan face, the plan went smoothly, and the backup plan was not even activated.

His private communication channel sounded, the voice was very calm, but for some reason, Ayton could hear a trace of relief...that kind of...real calm, not depression.

[No. 19 Company Commander Ayton, this is Hades, Lord of the Silent Order, asking about your progress. 】

[Master Hades, this is the Ultramarine Ayton, the crowd has been warned, and most of them will return home after a day of chaos is expected. 】

There is a sound of electric current in the channel,

【receive,】

over there said,
【We will act on the night of the first day, pay attention to blockade the city, don't let suspicious people leave early, if necessary, you can impose a curfew. 】

Ayton paused for a moment,
[Master Hades, this may be difficult...]

[Haha, a suggestion, this will make our side easier, but it will be difficult for your side, don't worry about it, follow your Ultramarines' advice, try to minimize bloodshed. 】

The voice of the Lord of the Silent Order was particularly relaxed... This gave Ayton an illusion, a feeling that he was just performing an ordinary task, which may have slightly confused his uneasiness.

[I wish you a successful mission, Captain Ayton. 】

Said so on the other side of the channel, Ayton opened his mouth,

[Received, I wish the mission well, Lord Hades. 】

The communication was immediately disconnected.

　Here, the first paragraph of Ayton’s expulsion of the crowd, as well as the fragments of the house and the wine bottle are all from the original work "The First Appearance of Heresy", which has been adapted and processed. It occupies about 200 words. Sorry, it involves the plot of the original work.

　　At the same time, it involves a part of the adaptation of the Bible. If reading this part makes you uncomfortable in belief, it is recommended to stop reading the religious part of the Word Bearers.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)