Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 565 06.0564: "Tear the curtain between two worlds"

"By the Golden Throne, this filth must be burned to ashes!"

Horatio cursed angrily, and the rose rosary holy relic box on the waist of the Hell's Vanguard power armor trembled slightly with his anger, bursting out with a silver light that could drive away evil spirits.

The unholy spire, built from the twelve flayed corpses of the battle dead, oozes a mother-of-pearl halo, every line of it replicating the topology of the Sixth Number of Slaanesh.

The corrupted core on the top of the tower suddenly exploded, and six spiritual whips wrapped with barbs broke out of the body.

"Be careful!" Sister Arabella suddenly shouted and jumped in front of Horatio to protect him. She raised her hand and a dazzling and warm holy light burst out from her hand.

Before her, these living weapons woven from bundles of painful nerves screamed hungrily, their siphoning mouthparts at the ends corroding the Mechanicus maintenance equipment boxes along the way into bubbling purple goo.

Arabella retreated with the Preacher's Slide, a skill unique to the Sisters of Battle.

Pure white rose beads jingled among her silver-gray hair, and the Sky Eagle pendant drew a fiery trajectory in front of her bright silver breastplate, burning away the corruption and filth in the air.

The roar of the Holy Blood Chainsword was like the Emperor's judgment, and Horatio's charge plowed burning stigmata on the deck - this was the protection brought to the sincere by the power of faith held in Arabella's hand.

As the high-speed rotating single-molecule blade tore open the flesh matrix in front of it, 666 pieces of sacrificed broken corpses simultaneously let out a wail that pierced the curtain of reality.

The severed tentacle turned into boiling pus before hitting the ground, etching the emblem of the Prince of Pleasure on the adamantine floor, but was burned up by the promethium flame of the Punishment Mecha in the next second.

"Are you okay? Arabella." After the brief crisis, Horatio breathed a sigh of relief.

"Praise the Emperor, I'm fine, Captain. But... these evil things..."

She looked at the destroyed magic circle in front of her, and felt a disturbing spatial distortion coming from the gap.

In the middle of the black seam, an ugly and evil demon's head poked out. The next second, Sister Arabella picked up the bolter and used the consecrated bolter to spray out ammunition containing the ascetic's ashes, blasting it into a scattered cloud of purple mist.

The blasphemous spirits continued to repeat their depraved delirium before dissipating.

The half-crawled body slowly disappeared in the purple fire, black and purple mucus spilled on the ground, and the cracks widened as the mucus covered the ground.

Immediately afterwards, more ferocious heads squeezed out from the cracks like chickens breaking out of their shells, and countless pairs of claws rushed towards the pure angels who were already in an attacking stance.

The concentration of spiritual energy in the air is unprecedentedly strong, and anyone with weak faith will be corrupted and corroded in an instant.

The Pure Angels are perhaps the most pious group of people in the entire human empire, the most loyal daughters of the Emperor.

The void matter at the edge of the rift began to crystallize, and six claws inlaid with lust gems were tearing the dimensional membrane.

“Carry the Emperor’s will as your torch, with it destroy the shadows!!!”

The Retribution Mech's built-in "Divine Pain" Cogitator Core suddenly burst into binary chants from the Word of the Emperor.

Its chainsaws cut into the swarm of demons scrambling to climb out of the chasm at one thousand three hundred revolutions per minute.

Ugh!! Tsk!!
The saw teeth twisted the six demonic bodies into a swirling rainbow mist, and the screams dissipated when they touched the nuns' psychic shields. "We have detected an abnormal psychic field! This demon invasion is rapidly deteriorating!"

Horatio's communication beads suddenly rang, and the vague voice of Inquisitor Thei penetrated the interference of the subspace and rang into Horatio's mind: "You must act immediately!"

"I understand. They won't succeed!" He immediately turned around and shouted behind him, "Farida! Quick! I'll cover you, charge!"

"I'm here!" The blonde female military supervisor responded loudly. The group launched an attack on the rift. Wherever Farida went, the bombs, fire and even light beams regained their normal lethality to the human body.

"Captain! The demon host is approaching the Geller force field generator!" Louise's voice came from it. Amid the noisy psychic interference, even the most advanced communication beads on Horatio could only barely hear her voice.

"Can you locate it now?"

"Yes, it is roughly in the PT-7-6 area. At its speed, you will most likely encounter it near the D-7 corridor. Please be safe, Captain."

"Understood, Louise. Hold the front line, block the key points, and prevent this beast from reaching the Geller force field zone at all costs."

The communication was terminated and he turned to look at the Pure Angels beside him.

"Arabella, leave half of the sisters here to deal with this. I will have the XV8 combat suits and Castellan mechas here to stop the demons from entering our warship through this rift. You take the other half of the sisters with me, as well as this punishment mecha, to the PT-7-6 area to stop that evil beast."

"Duty-bound, Captain!"

After briefly arranging the tactical tasks, Horatio looked at Farida at the gate.

As an untouchable, she only needed to stand there to suppress the expansion of the rift with her own strength - even the mighty power of the High Heaven would feel tormented when facing the black hole-like untouchable.

"Thanks to you, Farida, you did a great job."

"Captain, please give me your orders. What should I do next?" She looked at Horatio with her watery green eyes and said.

"Stand here and don't let anything escape from this gate until Inquisitor Thei covers Miss Yin and successfully closes the rift. Then you will gather with me at area PT-7-6 and kill this demon host that is behaving recklessly."

Hearing his tactical arrangement, Farida's face showed worry: "That's a demon host! No mortal can deal with it... Captain, I suggest you give this task to the battle sister, and stay by my side. I will protect you."

Horatio smiled at her words.

"I feel your intention, Farida." His tone was firm: "But if I can't stop it, then no one can stop it.

Remember the day I first met you, when I tore apart an ugly, evil creature of the Warp in the Lower Hive? This is not the first time we have faced the power of the Warp. Take care of yourself, and I will take care of myself. "

Farida bit her lower lip and said nothing. She was silent for a while before she squeezed out a voice: "Good luck to you. Don't let Horace lose his father."

Horatio said nothing, but nodded.

"Let's go without further ado, Arabella." He picked up the chainsword and took the fastest route to the PT-7-6 area.

(End of this chapter)