Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 494 06.0493: "Battle Sisters vs. Void Cannibals"

"Get in!"

At Horatio's command, communications from the Armed Sisters of the Holy Rose were brought into the bridge.

The first thing that enters the ears is a very noisy communication signal. The crackling and harsh radio waves make the eardrums uncomfortable.

But if you listen carefully, you can just barely hear the pop-pop of a Godwin-Diaz bolter firing.

"Can anyone hear this?! This is the pilgrim ship 'The Pure White Mayflower' and we have been deceived.

The merchant ship owner who turned against the aliens claimed to be leading the way for us, but he led us into the alien ambush area!

We are now being boarded by a large number of enemy troops. There are many loyal believers on board. We are fighting side by side, but the aliens are continuously attacking the defense line like a storm. We need reinforcements immediately!"

The voice came from a nun Horatio didn't know, her voice was steady, even fierce, fierce but not violent, proving that she was a person who had experienced battles.

Horatio made out the humming of a force sword from the audio, as she engaged her foe in close combat.

Horatio remembered that Arabella had sent a message before setting sail saying that the Sisters of the Holy Rosary would send a missionary team to a saintly captain like him to serve as the ship's preaching team and escort.

However, due to the sudden outbreak of war, this team was ordered to escort the pilgrim ship first, to preach and repopulate the territories recovered by the Imperial Army. That's why they were on this pilgrim ship "Pure White Mayflower".

As Horatio was weighing this, a scream came over the rescue comm.

"Help! They're coming!"

"Arabella, hurry! Cover the pilgrims and get them to the inner cabin. Those man-eating aliens have breached our flank!"

"Court Judge Diana, be careful! Behind you!" Sister Arabella's anxious voice came from the sound array.

Beep!
Communication was interrupted.

Everyone looked at each other for a while, and finally looked at the captain.

"Course 379! Two days' voyage!" Harvey immediately reported the course and distance calculated based on the distress beacon.

"Captain, we only have one torpedo left," First Mate Collingwood warned cautiously.

"I know, and our small macro cannon may not even be able to effectively overload the large ship's void shield." Horatio pursed his lips and said.

"But rescuing the pilgrim ships of the Emperor's followers is our unshirkable duty as His Holy Navy."

"The enemy fleet may also know and head here."

"They were attacked by the Kroot vassal army." Inquisitor Thei, wearing a cool leather riding jacket, pinched her pointed chin and said:
"These man-eating xenos prefer to engage in boarding battles. In stark contrast to the way the Tau fire warriors do things, their method of destroying their enemies is to eat them whole.

A 20-kilometer-long pilgrim ship is a rich buffet and food reserve for them. As long as the battle sisters inside are eliminated, the other believers will be living two-legged sheep. "

"We must find a way. We can't just let them be killed and eaten. Otherwise, I will not be a saint anymore."

"Captain, Chief of Operations Louise reports to you." After resting for a while and returning to the bridge for duty, Louise looked much better.

"Louise, what's the status of our macro cannon?"

"It's in good condition, with sufficient ammunition. If we want to take action, I suggest calling on the surrounding attack ships that still have sufficient torpedoes to act together with our ship." She analyzed the intelligence information she received:

"Our crew is well-trained and well-equipped. Once we destroy the enemy ship, we can immediately launch a boarding operation to support the Battle Sisters."

Horatio nodded, then turned to the first mate Collingwood and said, "Archie, record it in the log. There are mutinous civilian ships swindling under the imperial flag. This kind of thing needs to be taken seriously by the headquarters, these damn traitors."

He frowned and angrily pulled the gloves off his hands.

"As you command, Captain."
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Inside the pilgrim ship 'Pure White Mayflower'.

"(Kroot language) Although the silver-white armor is difficult to dismantle, the flesh and blood of these human females is delicious." A Kroot Shaper holding a double-headed spear opened his bloody mouth and shouted to his fellow tribe members. As the spear pointed at the pure white daughters of the Emperor, a large number of Kroot people who looked like water ghosts in medieval horror legends swarmed over.

Almost every living thing in the galaxy is nothing more than a meal in the eyes of these barbaric species.

They feed on flesh and blood, and can shape themselves using the qualities of the dead.

Because of this, the Kroot are actually a very large group, and aside from some common features, their actual appearance is not the same.

(The only thing that the Kroot have in common is that they are all cannibals and can acquire the characteristics of the devoured, just like the Astartes.)
The Holy Roses encountered a group of creatures that looked like water ghosts, with hideous thorny fins on their forearms and heads. The thorns were highly poisonous. Once their armor was pierced and the poisonous thorns touched their flesh, those who were hit would instantly bleed from all seven orifices and die from the poison.

Their purpose is pure, as their Shaper Matriarch said - the flesh of these Battle Sisters is firm but not as chewy as that of the Space Marines, which is very delicious.

"Sisters, hold the line, don't let them get close." Sister Arabella fired at the fleeing Kroot with a bolt pistol in one hand, and with a chainsword in the other, she turned sideways to block the incoming attack from the skull-crushing stick.

After parrying the blow, she raised her hand and shot the attacker in the head, leaving the strange orange-yellow brain paste on the Roman columns of the holy pilgrimage ship church.

"Officer Diana, what should we do now?" She kicked the alien's body with its head ripped off, and orange-yellow blood splattered on her silver-white power armor.

Bang!
The female court official used her shield to knock away the Kroot who attacked from behind, and recharged the power sword in her hand. White-incandescent lightning flowed through the sword, crackling, intimidating these cannibalistic aliens with ulterior motives.

The psychic communication rose beads on her body were destroyed in the previous sneak attack, and the possibility of being rescued was reduced, which made her even more angry.

When the attacker swung the club again at her black-haired head, she dodged nimbly and raised her shield to block.

Bang!
There was another sound like a bronze bell, and the storm shield released impact energy that directly hit the Polut man. When the opponent was dizzy, the power sword in his hand pierced straight into his chest.

puff!

A sharp sword pierced through the heart, and she swung her hand back, cutting the savage alien in half with the sword.

"Have the believers evacuated to the inner church area?" she asked the high-ranking nun, the pure angel Arabella, who was her deputy.

"The evacuation operation is drawing to a close. The sisters of the Ritual Sisters and the Clerical Sisters are at the end of the team, with the injured combat sisters covering their retreat.

In order to cover the evacuation, the armed crusaders closed the hatch of the courtyard corridor, and almost all of them died in the battle. "

She reported while fighting the enemy and guarding the court officials.

When Sister Arabella mentioned the word 'died in battle', her expression was solemn, because the bodies of these loyal warriors were soon savagely eaten. The group of aliens started a blasphemous meat feast right under their noses.

However, they were powerless to stop this blasphemy. The pitifully small number of soldiers of the Battle Sisters were simply unable to defend a pilgrimage ship with such a huge interior space filled with churches.

“Sister Diana…” She swallowed her dry and sore throat, and her tired voice became trembling, and said:
"Please allow me to take in the seriously injured sisters nearby. I...I cannot abandon them. After they die in battle, they will be dismembered and eaten alive by these abominable aliens."

As the youngest pure angel among them.

Sister Arabella participated in many military operations this year and witnessed the casualties of many sisters. As a combat medical sister, she was the sister closest to death.

Almost every day, sisters who had passed away would give her their last prayers, and she had to listen. Even if her heart was bleeding, she had to bless the deceased.

Years of high-intensity combat life made her look much more haggard than before, and her originally rosy complexion turned much paler.

In comparison, the nun court official next to her who looked to be in her thirties was more stable. Although she looked tired, every muscle on her face and body was on alert.

"Court official! All pilgrims and unarmed sisters in the surrounding area have been evacuated to the cathedral!" A Seraph holding dual explosive guns flew to the battle line formed by the Holy Rose using silver wing-shaped spray bags, and reported while opening fire to provide cover.

"But these sisters..." Sister Arabella used a chainsaw sword to cut off the head of a Kroot who was about to execute the seriously injured nun who fell to the ground. She then carried the sister, who was spitting blood, dying, and whose silver armor was stained red with blood, back to the court official's shield.

"Sister Arabella, I understand you, but we are almost overwhelmed. The enemy is outnumbered and powerful. We must retreat immediately. Our Flame Wings cannot drag away the seriously injured Battle Sister in power armor."

The Seraph shook her head, but she and Arabella looked at the highest-ranking sister among them - the female courtier.

(End of this chapter)