The Emperor’s Angel of Death

In the darker and thicker, the flame burned more vigorously.

The cannonballs flickered in the thick, ink-like smoke, and the smoke continued to rise, tumbling in the thick clouds, and the rising heat waves made people feel that the towers of the cathedral were moving.

Yarek could hear the captain's gasp.

"God emperor, save us!"

The officer pleaded.

Everything seemed to be creeping, the remains of the cathedral waved the towers, it stood up like a giant scarab, and then the monster began to move forward.

Arik stared intently, without blinking, breathing, or understanding.

He was in a state of numbness of extreme fear.

The sight of the cathedral parade is so terrible, he can only rely on the most instinctive level of consciousness to deal with it.

There is something moving and it must be stopped.

His thoughts are not affected by any deeper levels, and he consciously prevents himself from continuing to think.

If he faces the facts, terror will destroy him.

He already felt that his reason was slipping away.

"political commissar?"

Chimera's commander is asking for an order. He desperately needs an order and an illusion that someone knows what to do.

"cannon."

Arek whispered, his tongue was soft and dry, and his body seemed to be thousands of miles away, dullly accepting his consciousness.

"Let all our cannons fire."

Although his hands are shaking, he speaks as if he believes this action will have any effect. .

The artillery began to bombard madly, and the remains of the church poured down from the mountain with the sound of the landslide.

It was a wave of rocks, continuous and torrential.

It hit the rocks in the street and smashed the wall to pieces.

Farther away, towers poured down, and the ground kept shaking.

The smoke and dust turned the air into a thick, turbid mass.

Arrick coughed and sipped, he wiped the grit from his eyes and tried to look forward-although he was almost unable to see anything.

He forced himself to focus on what needs to be done, and his terrible sense of awe tried to break him down. If he relaxed his spiritual restraint a little bit, he would stare at the cathedral dumbly until it crushed himself.

When the cathedral slammed the city, it seemed to make the whole world turbulent.

The Chimera travels in the dark like in a stormy ocean, illuminated by flares and bursting cannonballs.

When the fire bursts out of the damaged building, there will be a brief flash of light, but when the building collapses, everything is submerged in greater darkness.

The street was blocked by gravel, a gap appeared in the place where the original building was, and the captain turned Chimera to any road he could find.

Yarek only gave everyone one order-to attack from the side of the cathedral.

He believed he could find a way through the whirlpool of this crazy war.

The infantry and the Chimera personnel carrier went hand in hand, but his troops were dying under the rain of rubble. , Several tons of large rubble, pillars and walls caused serious damage to the convoy and infantry.

He contracted the troops to keep moving.

The cathedral will not retreat, they will either destroy it or let it destroy all of them.

So he insisted on moving forward, sinking deeper and deeper in the chaos, looking for the opportunity he knew he couldn't find.

At the same time, the demons also made a comeback. They jumped along the edge of the ruins, rushed in and out, slashed and beaten at the already unsustainable formation, and sometimes attacked in groups head-on, tearing apart the rubble embedded in it. The hatches and doors of armored forces pierced on the spine or by fallen pillars.

There are fewer demons than before, unable to launch a coordinated attack, but Yarik doesn't think that their reduction is a victory.

It's just that the other demons have gone elsewhere.

They ran away and made the cathedral stand up, which is their advantage.

Despair snarled at Yarek from all sides of the darkness.

And he yelled back.

He will fight to death, and as long as he is full of anger, he will never despair.

The team was approaching the north side of the church, and Yarek had no illusions about using heavy bombs to defeat this behemoth. A frontal attack was tantamount to suicide.

He can only cherish a vague hope, hoping to distract it to help the interstellar warrior.

He would bet everything to fight to the end-for all the living and dead in the 4337 Infantry Regiment.

The cathedral is undergoing a black mass. It moves, impacts, and tears like a hill in the smoke.

The shells from the artillery positions hit the broken towers and the backbone of the roof. Although the shells blasted holes in the stone walls, the monster was stronger than the fortress's retaining wall after being deformed.

The stone sculpture hides the monster's body, which is denser and stronger than before.

The impact of the shell only angered it.

Those who did not hit made Guangming City one step further away from hell.

All living people can feel a dark and powerful emotion from the tingling of the skin and the smell in the air.

anger.

Yes, but more than that.

Hunger, desire, like a fierce ecstasy.

The cathedral roared. Every door is a mouth, and behind every mouth is a throat.

The old cathedral seems to have its own choir, and its voices converge in a song of madness, hatred and war.

Terrible music echoed in everyone's chest.

The sound was so loud that it was about to shake the bones into dust.

In the darkness, the only constant light source is the monster's eyes.

Except for its eyes, the entire cathedral was shrouded in pitch black.

The rose-colored glass window of the cathedral is a 50-meter-wide stained glass steel masterpiece. This is a picture composed of red, purple, and gold, and a large circle composed of hundreds of lens-shaped panes.

This is a noble work of art, symbolizing the eternal vigilance of the emperor.

But now, it became a uniform dark purple, a gloomy, shimmering pulsation in the dark.

Its sight seems to be flat, but if someone looks into its eyes, it is difficult to look away.

It exudes a fascinating hunger and thirst, twitching left and right, looking for satisfaction that it will never get.

Therefore, the hunger and thirst of the cathedral will only make it more angry.

"Dodge!"

Alek, who was looking at the cathedral in a trance, was suddenly awakened by a shaking, Chimera turned sharply to the right and almost hit a wall.

The next second, the wall suddenly tilted forward.

The Chimera's engine roared, and the track revolved in the gravel, and then got stuck, and could only stagger forward.

The vehicles behind also rushed out of the falling rocks.

One of them was buried, and more soldiers died in it. Others huddled on the right side of Chimera~www.readwn.com~ to find some shelter when the debris bounced off the roof.

In some dark places, groups of cultists uttered their ecstatic cheers and lit a bonfire.

There is no obstacle ahead.

The cathedral has razed the entire surrounding neighborhood, and the lower third of the monster's head is the cathedral's pillars, which are leaning northward.

The monster noticed something.

Yarek thought it was staring at a spot on the ground.

He glanced in that direction, only to see a fuzzy silver-gray figure and flashes of fire.

There is no doubt that that is the salvation given to them by the emperor.

The astral knights are there.

Then, the cathedral banged down with a bang, almost knocking Yarek out of the hatch.

It howled its hunger and thirst, and then raised its body again.