Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 496 06.0495: "Hope of Redemption"

"We are getting close to the target. I hope we are still in time." Louise stood in front of the observation telescope searching for the target.

The Epic arrived near the location marked in the communication, but it was still a bit difficult to find a fleeting signal source in such a large area.

While everyone was worrying about it, Horatio closed his eyes and thought, using the void sandbox of the Hand of Command to look for his target.

All the aircraft on the ship were released to search for the attacked pilgrim ship, and even law enforcement boats were sent out.

Two other attack ships were also searching in an area around the Epic.

But he doesn't have much time left.
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On the White Mayflower.

"Court Officer Diana, the injured and dead sisters have been evacuated." Sister Arabella stood at the top of the stairs and shouted to the angelic maidens below.

But the sound of swords clashing indicated that they were fighting with a steady stream of Kroot and were having trouble escaping.

Some people would be incapacitated and unable to fight after even the slightest injury. These Kroot weapons were poisoned and could paralyze the nerves and senses.

A holy maiden who was standing next to the court official was scratched in the thigh by a sudden attack. Soon she lost feeling in her lower limbs, and her body, which was wearing power armor, was shaking.

The court officer grabbed her sister and pushed her towards Sister Arabella who came to support her from behind, and raised his shield to block the fatal blow to his head.

"Sisters, retreat as quickly as possible, quickly! The battle line can no longer be sustained!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a Kroot shaper wearing a chief's crown wielded a bird-beak-like double-headed war hook, jumped over the Kroot who was fighting with her, and hooked the top of her shield with the iris symbol from above.

The chief screamed, his ugly and hateful water ghost face was extremely excited, and the bloodthirsty desire to feast on flesh and blood was clearly shown on his face.

The female court official hated being treated as food by such hungry eyes, especially coming from an alien, which made her feel sick.

The two men were deadlocked on the steps. The Kroot alien used both hands, while the court official only held the shield with one hand. The stalemate could not be maintained for long.

Different from its peers, this shaper's muscle output is extremely brutal.

With a sudden force, it pulled the shield out and smashed it directly onto the glazed glass at the top of the high sky, smashing the exquisite mural of the Virgin Mary into pieces.

When the defense line showed signs of collapse, a chaotic battle ensued, and the court officials would never allow this to happen.

She held the sword in both hands and rushed out of the front line. She fully utilized her strength as a skilled greatswordsman, slaughtered the group of Kroot monsters, and successfully cleared a space around the gap in the defense line in a short time.

Every time the sword was swung, shattered limbs flew around, and the blasphemous alien blood was sprinkled on the statue of the angel of death as a punishment.

But this also pushed the court officials into the abyss of siege.

The other Holy Maidens tried to rush to the rescue, but were powerless. There were too many aliens, and there were more and more shooters with pulse weapons. They were suppressed behind the shield and could only barely hold on to the steep stairs, unable to provide orderly support.

If their steps were slightly suppressed while walking on the stairs, they would have a big flaw in the shield wall, and this tiny mistake could kill all of them.

Seeing this, the court officials immediately issued an order to retreat.

Seeing their 'lunch' retreating, the Kroot clamored in dissatisfaction, as they only had one prey left and it was not enough to share.

They immediately swarmed forward, and the Shaper Chief signaled to the gunners not to destroy the hard-earned meat. So the Kroots swarmed forward like primitive Aztecs hunting, driving and hitting the nuns' shaky defenses with double-headed war clubs.

"Sister Diana, watch your side!"

Arabella focused on suppressing the approaching Kroot with her bolter, while also keeping an eye on the court officials.

Even though the court official was an expert swordsman, she was unable to block all the blows coming from all directions.

Boom!
The cunning stick hit her thigh hard, causing her to stagger and lose her balance.

The court official retreated backwards, steadied his steps, and at the same time swung his sword at the war club that wanted to disembowel her. The decomposition force field surrounding the sword cut off a row of the weapons in the middle.

Suddenly, a heavy net with iron balls tied around it was thrown out from behind the enemy. This was the traditional hunting net of the Kroot, which had helped them hunt prey as big as Tyrannosaurus Rex. It was still used by them when they became a galactic civilization, and they hunted new prey they encountered in the sea of ​​stars. The court official swung the sword instinctively, and although the decomposition force field on the sword tore a thin slit in the middle, the rest of the net still covered her body.

Faced with this primitive but extremely useful method, no matter how good she was at fighting, when she was entangled in the net, she could only let the Kroot people rush over and knock her to the ground with their war clubs.

The female court official subconsciously pulled the grenade from her waist, but before she could remove the ring, it was knocked out of her hand by the Kroot Shaper with a stick.

She tried to raise her sword to stab the ugly Shaper, but the power sword was pinned to the ground by the war clubs of other Kroot.

The sculptor blinked his lips, and his sharp beak-like mouth exuded a foul stench, and disgusting saliva oozed out and dripped onto the pure white and gold silver armor of the court official.

It threatened in broken High Gothic: "I will capture you alive and sacrifice you in front of your so-called Lord of Mankind. I will cut open your chest, dig out your heart, and offer it to our ancestors, praying for the prosperity of our race!"

"Sister Diana!" Sister Arabella picked up the holy promethium flamethrower and rushed to the top of the stairs, ready to fight the alien to the death, or at least give her a quick death.

"Arabella, retreat! Close the door! Just sacrifice me!" The female court official shouted, drew out her dagger, struggled hard, and stabbed the alien, but was hit on the head by the Shaper with a cold stick.

The black hood was blown off and a pool of hot blood flowed from her head.

The court official fell, and her blood stained the golden steps beside her.

She was almost losing consciousness, her mind was fuzzy, and strange whispers sounded in her ears.

Finally, she heard the sound of the Holy Promethium flamethrower charging.

Sister Arabella raised the flamethrower in her hand and pointed it at the Kroot Shaper Chieftain and the fallen court official.

"Emperor, forgive me..."

Her silver iron hand was on the trigger, ready to pull the trigger on the ancient relic, to shoot the fire of punishment at the alien and ensure that her sister's body would not be desecrated.

"Stop her!" the Shaper Chieftain shouted in the Kroot language, followed by the terrifying, shocking Kroot war cry.

Just as the other Kroots rushed forward and Sister Arabella was already in a fire-breathing stance, the two sides were on the verge of a fight to the death.

The ship suddenly shook violently.

The pilgrimage ship, which was twenty kilometers long and weighed hundreds of millions of tons, was shaking violently. Both Sister Arabella and the Kroot people who rushed up couldn't help but shift their feet.

Arabella used her power boots to barely stand still and pulled the trigger at the man-eating alien that pounced from mid-air.

call!
A golden-red flame shot out from the nozzle like a fire dragon, and the extremely high flame of tens of thousands of degrees instantly turned the jumping aliens into ashes.

(My favorite model of the Angel Sister, it doesn’t look like the official model of GW style at all)
"Hold on, Sister Delina. I will never abandon any pure soul."

While the other Kroot were being shaken down the stairs and piled together in a mess, with no time to spare, Arabella seized the opportunity, stepped forward, and immediately ran to the injured court official who had fallen to the ground. She sprayed a hot stream of promethium at the Kroot below while pulling up the unconscious court official.

"Saint Arabella, please give me strength and protection! Oh!"

With a strenuous and suppressed roar, the powerful force granted by the power armor was further strengthened by the power of faith under the shining golden rose beads. She grabbed the court official wearing the nun's power armor with one hand and carried him on the silver wing shoulder armor.

This amazing arm strength shocked the Kroot people.

The other Kroot people were also shocked. They were sure that the human in front of them was indeed a female, and not those genetically modified macho men.

Suddenly, a Kroot shaman called out to the Shaper Chieftain in his own language, pointing to the void outside the porthole.

The chief just turned his head and looked out the porthole.

The fire exploding in the void was reflected in those unclean black eyes, and their clan sphere (a sphere the size of a light cruiser) exploded.

(The Clan Sphere is the "spherical core" at the center of the Kroot war celestial body that was transformed into a battleship by the Empire. The Empire considers this spherical core to be a threat at the level of a light cruiser in terms of firepower, but its mass may not be less than that of an Imperial cruiser, at about 2800 million tons.)
(End of this chapter)