Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 114 03.0113: ‘We protected the people he once protected’

Near the church, the remaining demons’ eyes glowed red, and after a terrible scream, they caught fire and soon turned to ashes.

The evil symbol on the ground in the church’s front yard was gone. Apart from the blood and corpses, there was no sign of demon invasion.

The Battle Sisters’ Cursed Legion had completed their mission. They stood there, looking at the holy land they protected with reluctance.

“May the Emperor guide your future path and light the dawn of hope in desperate situations.” Horatio could hear their ethereal and pleasant voices.

He slowly raised his head and saw the Battle Sisters gradually turning into golden dust and drifting away.

The Blood Angels felt dizzy and swollen. They seemed to see a golden angel who looked like the Father of Genes and Sanguino fighting with Kabanha, but everything seemed like a dream, an illusory and unrealistic dream.

Until a strong roar came from the church.

Without his enemy, Brother Romain Rolland began to scream in pain and slashed randomly.

Horatio rushed into the church. Brother Romain Rolland looked at the golden angel rushing towards him with surprise in his eyes and did not attack again.

Until the golden angel hit him and pushed him back until he was pressed under the statue of their Father of Genes.

"Pay for my father's life!" Brother Romain Rolland raised his head and roared, trying to resist.

A red tear in the eyes of the statue slid down from above, and it dripped on him without deviation.

'The sins and evils of the past should not be borne by you. '

Finally, the illusion of the death of the original body that tortured him so much gradually dissipated.

But the Blood Angel had cried until his eyes were blinded, blood and tears oozed from the corners of his eyes, while his other senses became unusually sharp.

"Father... I'm sorry." He clenched his hands, curled up his upper body, and kept murmuring in pain.

Finally, he staggered to the ground and fell into a coma.

"Brother Romain Rolland!" His battle brother quickly ran from the gate to check on his condition.

The golden light in Horatio's eyes gradually dissipated. Since the moment the rift widened in the previous battle, he was hit by the soaring psychic energy and lost consciousness, but his eyes were open, and what he saw was as blurry as a dream.

He leaned against the statue, sweat dripping from his forehead.

There was a strange feeling in his body, his muscles were sore, but he was full of energy, and he even felt that he could fight another game.

‘+ Potential Energy Burst ‘Wrath of Sanguinius’ (Remnant Feather Fragment) has been unlocked: can be activated in high psychic environment when potential energy reaches 1000 +’

[Remnant Feather?... That is to say, it is elementary, and it looks much weaker than today’s state. ] Horatio sighed, it seems that there is still a long way to go if he wants to master this powerful force in the future.

Through analyzing clues, everything that happened today should be a chance event after many coincidences gathered together.

It happened to be the Sanguinius Festival, and there was a statue of Sanguinius next to him, as well as his descendants, inexplicably rising high psychic energy, Kabanha...

Whether the angel today is Sanguinius or Sanguinius, according to Horatio’s understanding of Warhammer, the appearance of these two is not common. Next time, it will not be a last resort, and he can’t take risks like today.

If the angel does not appear, he will really die. He only has one life and he can’t afford to gamble.

[If I have the opportunity to go to Baal in the future, maybe I can visit Mephiston and learn something from him? ] Horatio thought.

He looked at the fainted Blood Angel, and thought of the tragedy of the Gene Father he had seen, and felt a sense of empathy in his heart.

But Horatio did not believe that Sanguinius was really dead. Even if that was the case, there was still Sanguinius, who was like a father to his brother, to protect his offspring.

Whatever the truth, today, the holy light of the angel once again dispelled the scarlet and darkness for the empire, and brought light to the people that Sanguinius had protected.

For Brother Romain Rolland, there is still a long way to go in the future.

Losing light can still be compensated by technology, but if the black rage continues, then he can only wait to die.

"Horatio." Louise walked out of the holy room. She looked weak, tired, pale, messy hair, and blood stains at the corners of her mouth, but fortunately she was still able to move.

"Are you injured?" She asked Horatio eagerly, clinging to him.

"I'm fine. How do you feel now?"

"Sister Arabella checked it. The injury is not serious. Thank you. This saved my life." Louise took out the rose rosary stained with blood.

Horatio chuckled and nodded.

Then, he saw Leidos and Fideo being carried out on a stretcher.

"Sorry, sergeant, I can't salute you now." Leidos, who had broken both arms, smiled bitterly on his pale face: "But I was planning to replace both arms with mechanical arms before, and these damn demons helped me with this."

"Fortunately, the stomach was not injured, otherwise it would be dangerous. But it really hurts." Fideo covered the wound and saluted, biting his lower lip and breathing coldly.

"Heal your injuries, guys." Seeing that they were still energetic, Horatio breathed a sigh of relief and saluted the two solemnly.

He looked at a figure kneeling on the ground. Archie, covered in blood, was kneeling on the ground, covering the bodies on the stretchers one by one with blood-stained white cloth.

"Archie, are you okay? Are you injured?" Horatio walked to his side and called softly.

"Horatio, I am the only one left in our group. I couldn't save anyone." He continued to kneel, trying hard to hold back his tears, but his voice couldn't stop sobbing.

It was not until a long time later that he stood up tremblingly, turned to Horatio and saluted, his eyes red and swollen.

Horatio looked at the blood on the white cloth, held his breath, and saluted Archie in return.

Today he witnessed too many great sacrifices and too many fragments.

Looking at the sacrificed comrades, his heart was mixed with everyone else, but he couldn't show his sadness and sorrow to anyone.

Because he was their benchmark, the captain of the Hell's Vanguard, he shouldered a lot and had to set a strong example.

"They performed well today, and we should be proud of them." Horatio's lips trembled slightly, and he forced a smile.

He gave Archie a hug and punched his back with his fist.

Archie bit his lower lip and forced a smile and nodded.

"We defeated the enemy, we protected his people, and protected these children. They are role models for every soldier, and may their souls return to the Golden Throne."

"May their souls return to the Golden Throne."

Horatio stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "Be strong, Archie. We will continue to fight until mankind completely ushered in peace."

He turned his head and looked at the majestic statue of Sanguinius.

"Just as Sanguinius expected, our mission is to bring peace and hope to the future of mankind, so that more people can live a peaceful life.

This is also the Emperor's lofty vision. Even if we burn ourselves, we are his navy and his warriors. Sacrifice is not terrible, we only hope that our sacrifice will be valuable. The Emperor expects everyone to fulfill their duties."

Achi looked at the children in the Holy Chamber who survived the disaster and were reunited with their families and were happy, and his eyes flashed again.

"The glory of mankind will last forever." He saluted Horatio solemnly.

When I was playing Helldivers a few days ago, Super Earth asked players to choose between rescuing children and anti-tank mines.

At that time, I went to the evacuation children's hospital on Vernon Wells, and then I met a foreign brother who spoke English. When he first came in, he complained that players came to Vernon Wells to rescue children. He said that he didn't care about the lives of these little brats, and the Helldivers should focus on longer-term goals.

At that time, we were fighting against the N9 robot, which was very difficult to fight. The mission time limit was almost over, and the super destroyer had already flown out of the low-earth orbit. At that time, someone asked whether to retreat, and the brother who disliked children was the first to stand up and say: You retreat, I will fight here to the end. Although these little brats are annoying, if we can't save their lives, at least they won't leave too lonely.

In the end, we laughed at him for being righteous, and everyone gave up evacuating, and completed the task of evacuating the children's hospital in the final stage.

After the mission was completed for all servers, the production team donated money to the Gaza Children's Rescue Organization in reality. Help Palestinian children in the war.

Perhaps several years later, a new group of Jedi Divers received a server-wide mission. Time was running out and they had to choose between combat readiness and saving frozen meat. All the soldiers gave up the new combat readiness and went to save the old frozen meat. Just because they were also saved by such a group of big brothers and big sisters.

"It's our turn to protect you this time."

Super Earth and the Human Empire may not be a good regime, but the dawn of hope and perseverance will illuminate the road to the future for human civilization in this dark world.