Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 607 06.0606: "You win, Horatio Cochrane (asking for monthly votes)"

"Set up shields! Cover the Battle Sister!" The boarding team members set up the heavy boarding shields in front of the Emperor's Daughter.

Under the protection of the shield formation, Arabella closed her eyes slightly and recited the prayer quickly and reverently.

"At this moment, I am the torch of judgment! At this moment, I am the oracle of extinction!"

The scripture book tied with a thick chain around her waist slowly opened as the nun prayed, and hot golden light gushed out from it.

"Ignis Purificatus (Purifying Fire')!!!"

As she shouted, a shrine slowly rose in the middle of the power backpack behind her, and it lit up with the same golden light as the scripture on her waist. This light was like a surging tide, instantly illuminating the dark and gloomy corridor after the power outage as bright as day.

In the nun's eyes, an unprecedentedly powerful force of faith shone.

The source of this power is obviously not herself, but some more mysterious and powerful existence.

On the Red October, the psychic energy index suddenly surged like a madly rising tsunami.

Meilun closed his eyes tightly, frowned, and muttered a strange and ancient spell.

"pilia im beillen, mutter im burinshtan..."

"It's so cold...hiss——"

The moisture from Horatio's breath quickly condensed into ice on the inside of his helmet.

He slowly raised his iron hand, only to see a thin layer of frost had formed on it, gleaming with a cold luster in the dim light.

The biting cold reminded Horatio of the icy lake on the planet Farr.

"Nobis pacem in cordibus nostris, tranquilli and securi ambulemus per dies futuros..."

The girl's chanting continued. Despite the sudden drop in temperature, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat. It was obvious that this spell had taken a great toll on her.

The hand holding the staff began to tremble violently, her lips and teeth moved uncontrollably, and her body swayed slightly, like a fragile sapling about to fall in a strong wind, which could be completely destroyed by this unknown force at any time.

Generally speaking, if an Alpha-level psyker loses control, it will not only destroy the psyker himself, but also all the people within a range from a hive city to several planets.

"Warning, hazardous psychic environment! The psychic carrier is on the verge of collapse. It is recommended to use 'Psychic Synchronization' immediately to stabilize the psychic energy." A cold and ethereal voice sounded in Horatio's ears.

"Enable!"

He activated Psionic Attunement once again, and the last two corruption slots were filled.

"Warning: The suppression of corruption has reached its limit. Further increasing the corruption will cause irreversible consequences." The warning sounded mercilessly again.

"I'll take this one last gamble." It was the first time since the battle at the Cathedral of the Goddess that he ventured into the bottom line of the taboo.

He stared at the girl in front of him, his eyes revealing a hint of determination.

Under the girl's snow-white skin, black and purple cracks slowly seeped out, like magma about to erupt, full of dangerous aura.

[Please help her, God Emperor!] Horatio looked at the changes in the girl and prayed silently in his heart.

dark.

Silent, deep darkness.

When Melan opened her eyes again, she found herself standing alone in the darkness, as if she was in a corner forgotten by the world.

Her fair and tender hands could not help but timidly grasp the Star Speaker's staff tightly. She was filled with fear and instinctively wanted to escape. But where could she escape to in this indistinguishable darkness on all sides?

"Where is this...Dad! Mom! Where are you? I'm so scared." Her voice was trembling and weak, like a wounded deer calling for the protection of her loved ones.

"You coward." A disgusted voice came from behind her.

"Huh?!" She turned her head stiffly, wanting to see who was talking, but all she saw was darkness.

When she looked forward again, a girl with white hair and red eyes was standing in front of her, like a ghost that suddenly appeared from the darkness.

"Who are you……"

Before Mei Lun could finish her words, the red-eyed girl suddenly reached out and covered her mouth, preventing her from making any sound.

"Obey his commands and unleash your power, even if it means destroying yourself.

If you can't do it, then I'll help you do it." The red-eyed girl said coldly.

click!
Boom!
The sudden movement made Horatio turn his head quickly from the intense exchange of fire, only to see a strange red glow in the girl's blue eye.

She poked the deck hard with her staff, making a dull and powerful sound, and the entire deck shook slightly.

Crunch!

Suddenly, an icy blue chill visible to the naked eye emerged from the bottom of the long staff, and began to spread rapidly around along the deck like a surging tide. Wherever it went, everything was frozen.

The Carcharodon were stunned at first, then immediately moved closer to Tiberius, while the monks who were farther away from their chapter leader hid in the protection of the battle sister's power of faith.

“Oh, the Greater Good, what is going on?!” The cry of surprise echoed in the communication channel of the combat suit.

The Fire Clan warriors felt something was wrong when they saw the frost rushing towards them, and they quickly turned around and ran away. However, the ice was spreading too fast, and they had just taken a few steps when they were quickly covered by the fungus-like ice blanket. They were instantly frozen into an ice sculpture, running backwards in a terrified posture.

One after another, the invisible combat suits were urgently vacated, trying to escape the terrible freezing, but even so they could only survive for a few more seconds as the surrounding cabin walls were quickly covered and frozen by ice crystals.

When the thrusters automatically entered cooling mode, the combat suits had to slowly fall down. "No! Can't fall! Pull up! Pull up!" They screamed in horror and finally landed on the frozen cabin wall. Ice crystals instantly covered their combat suits and turned them into dazzling diamond ice sculptures.

Under the command bridge.

"Wow! What a powerful force of faith!" Sister Arabella felt something unusual in her body. This was the first time she felt her spiritual power was so abundant.

But this also caused her overwhelmed body to suffer immense pain, and every inch of her skin felt like it was being burned by fire.

The bridge docking station.

"Friend Guvisa, this is the escape suit prepared for you. Put it on and we will take you back to our warship." A fire warrior wearing a vanguard combat suit pointed to an oval combat suit and his voice came through the communicator with a hint of urgency. "Great, thank you, praise the Greater Good!" Shoggoth was overjoyed, with hope in his eyes, and he was ready to rush to the escape suit, holding the information tightly.

Gah gah gah…

The strange freezing sound attracted the attention of the Tau people. Their bodies tensed instantly and they looked around vigilantly.

"What is this?" They looked at the ice crystals crawling towards their feet at a very fast speed with doubt in their hearts, and had no idea of ​​their dangerous situation.

But they will soon find out.

"Frozen, frozen..." When the ice crystals crawled to their feet, in less than a few seconds, the entire vanguard battle suit that posed a great threat to the imperial troops turned into a cold statue.

"What is this? What's going on?!" As soon as Marco Shugus stepped into the escape suit, his feet were frozen by ice crystals.

The ice crystals climbed up his trouser leg, and the frozen leg instantly lost consciousness!
"No! No! I'm about to leave! Save me! Save--" He shouted desperately, and finally his cry for help came to an abrupt end as his vocal cords solidified.

Gada gada!

Ice crystals crawled up his neck and onto his terrified face, turning him into an exaggerated statue reaching out to the escape suit, freezing his final despair on his face.

The entire battleship turned into an unnatural world of ice and snow. The cold breath permeated every corner that was not protected by the holy force field and the power of faith. Everyone became ice sculptures decorating the ice and snow world, and they were definitely the most "lifelike" ice sculptures.

In the void.

"Commander! There were strange supernatural reactions on Guvisa's warships!" the adjutant reported to the one-eyed commander.

"What's going on?" The commander sensed fear in his adjutant's tone. He turned his head sharply to look at the Red October, and then his one eye widened - the 1.2-kilometer-long battleship was now completely frozen in a piece of ice crystal, floating slowly in the void, like an ice crystal asteroid.

"In addition, we have lost the signals of all boarding troops!" The adjutant reported the next bad news to him.

"Stop! Retreat! Retreat! Withdraw the commandos that are about to set out! Enough!"

The commerce-breaking commander felt dizzy and his heart seemed to jump out of his chest, but he knew that all the crew members were in a panic at the moment and he had to remain calm.

[Everything is true. What the Betrayer (referring to Commander Farsight) said, these supernatural powers really exist... Am I wrong in the end...]
"Commander, a new round of torpedoes is coming towards us! The close-in defense function of our ship has been shut down by the enemy's boarding force! According to calculations, we cannot completely intercept these torpedoes!" Another bad news came.

"Emergency turn! This is our last chance!" He gave the order without a trace of emotion.

The huge manta ray-shaped ship used all its strength to make a high-energy turn, and the ship groaned in pain due to the acceleration.

Fortunately, according to current observations, as long as we continue to maintain this speed, we can barely avoid it -

boom!
The Nicol rammed the cruiser mercilessly, pushing it back, and the adjutant let out a wail of pain - not because he had just fallen in the collision, but because they were destined to be hit by the two torpedoes.

call out!
Boom!

The two torpedoes hit the cruiser's hull almost at the same time, and flames shot into the sky.

The rapid alarm echoed in the cabin, announcing the irreversible fall of the battleship.

"Commander, the battleship has suffered heavy damage! The enemy's boarding force is retreating urgently! What should we do--" the adjutant shouted in panic.

boom!
An explosion occurred on the combat level of the bridge. The tactical console was blown away, along with the operator's two arms, and blue blood splattered everywhere.

Looking at the fire in front of him, the commerce commander's eyes moved wildly, checking the situation of the fleet.

But all he saw was despair.

Almost everything was over. The warships that followed him in the jump were either destroyed or severely damaged. The once powerful fleet was now in pieces.

These were almost all the fleets that the Ether Council had entrusted to him, but now they were reduced to fragments.

One-Eye gritted his teeth and punched the broken display screen. Glass shards flew everywhere and his hand was cut, with blue blood flowing out.

"Abandon ship..." He felt dizzy and his lips trembled as he spoke. His hand that was hitting the display screen went limp and he almost fell on it. "Give the order to abandon ship! Enough casualties today! It's time to end it all."

"Commander-in-Chief!" His adjutant quickly supported him and prepared to help him away.

"Now that things have come to this, you take the remaining people and evacuate to the surviving frigate." He said weakly.

"What about you?!" the adjutant asked in panic, probably guessing what he wanted to do.

"I have betrayed Ether's trust three times in a row. I am too ashamed to face the committee. I can only die to atone for my sin..."

The commerce-breaking commander stood up shakily, took a long breath, and looked angrily at the location where the Epic had fired a new round of torpedoes. That empty void, yet full of mysteries, seemed to contain all his hatred.

"I didn't expect that I would lose to him in the end. And for three times in a row." His tone was full of unwillingness.

"Commander, let's retreat first. We will definitely win next time!" The adjutant tried to comfort him.

"Organize a retreat immediately! Do you want everyone to die here?! Go!" The commander pushed his adjutant away angrily.

“Yes…” The adjutant clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and staggered forward, as if he would fall at any moment.

The commander of the jiao bao sneered.

"Horatio Cochran, you win. You are a ruthless and formidable opponent."

He looked in the direction of the Epic and gritted his teeth reluctantly as he uttered these words.

“But I have to admit that you are a respectable and rare opponent.

I thought we would have a fair duel to decide the winner. Unexpectedly...

I was killed by you in this dishonorable fight. It seems that this is my fate and punishment."

The commander of the commerce raiding team stood alone in front of the broken display console with relief and laughed up to the sky, laughing at the enemy, laughing at himself, and laughing at fate.

And this fucking universe, and that fucking Greater Good lie.

(End of this chapter)