Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 117: A loving father and a filial son, brothers and sisters are respectful to each other

Let's go back a few hours.

In Shangchao, the dome-shaped temple hall of the state religion, in front of the magnificent statue of the God-Emperor, the air was filled with the lingering scent of incense, and blessed scrolls of holy prayers were hung everywhere.

Outside the Dome Temple were piles of corpses.

Some are demons, some are private soldiers of nobles, and there are also some young and courageous nobles. They all sacrificed their lives for the empire!
The entire dome temple of the state religion was covered by a powerful void shield and was equipped with automatic cannons, hot melts and other powerful heavy weapons, which prevented the demons from conquering it for a long time.

The priests of the state religion chanted Scriptures all day long.

This is done in order to avoid the influence of Chaos and go deeper into the Dome Temple of the Ecclesiarchy. The glory and blessing of the Emperor will eliminate the temptation from Chaos as much as possible!

Kanon knelt before the Emperor's holy statue and prayed devoutly.

The distress signal had been sent to the Military Affairs Department before the Upper Nest was completely closed, but... everyone knows that with the administrative efficiency of the Empire, unless there is a miracle, by the time the reinforcements arrive, Rosel will most likely have fallen into the hands of Chaos.

But knowing this, Cannon remained firm in his determination and vowed to live and die with Roselle. He would never give the territory of the empire to the evil chaos until his last drop of blood was shed!

"Father...I, I figured it out."

Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

Kanon, who was praying, slowly opened his eyes, still maintaining the prayer posture and did not look back.

Seeing that the old man ignored him, the obese Marty became a little nervous. Seeing that there was no one around him, he seemed to have mustered up the courage and raised his voice: "Father, I... I think you are right. Since we are nobles, we must shoulder that responsibility and defend the territory of the empire for the sake of the empire and His Majesty the Divine Emperor!"

Cannon seemed a little surprised. He turned to look at his son and, for the first time in his life, looked at him seriously: "Are you... serious?"

Marty has been a top noble in the hive since he was a child, with fine clothes and delicious food. Cannon had been very disappointed with him in the past, thinking that this was not his bloodline, but he did not expect... After this incident, Marty's sudden transformation made him look at him with new eyes.

"Yes, yes, father."

Marty lowered his head, afraid that the madness in his eyes would be seen. He suppressed his voice and clenched his fists: "Since I have inherited the name of 'Meyer', I want to be a hero of the empire like you and Governor Galken!"

"Good, good, good!"

Cannon's eyes filled with tears. He suddenly felt that he had lived up to the Emperor's grace in his life: "This is my son. This is the courage that the bloodline that inherited the name of 'Meyer' should have!"

He looked at his son and a smile appeared on his face.

"Father, I... want to hug you, can I?"

Marty seemed a little scared and asked in a trembling voice.

Hearing this, Cannon felt a sense of guilt, he paid too little attention to Marty, he had been very strict with him since he was a child, and now he was forcing him to die.

Feeling guilty, Cannon let down his guard. Or rather... he was not on guard when it came to his own bloodline.

Cannon was too old. Even the Empire's life-extending surgery inevitably made him age. After more than a dozen days and nights of commanding bloody battles, he was really too tired. His thinking and senses were not as sharp as when he was young.

So much so that... this old man who had fought bloody battles in the galaxy, actually failed to notice the madness hidden in Marty's eyes!
"Come, my child..."

Kanon took the initiative to step forward and embraced his bloodline, tears flowing in his eyes, but he held them back firmly: "Child, it's your turn... Don't blame me, this is the honor bestowed upon us by the Emperor. After death, we will return to the Golden Throne together!"

The nobles who remained in the temple were either forced to die in battle or executed. Now the only ones left are... women and children.

Marty is his last offspring!

But for the sake of the empire, Cannon had no choice but to refuse. He suppressed his heartache and sent his offspring to the battlefield where they would surely die!
"Father..." Marty's eyes were filled with resentment as he quietly pulled out the poisoned blade hidden under his round belly.

"Ok?"

Cannon looked at Marty lovingly.

But at this moment, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. A sharp knife stabbed into him, stirring violently and chopping up his intestines and organs.

Cannon's pupils suddenly shrank, but he saw Marty raise his head, revealing a face full of hatred, hideousness, and distortion like a ghost, laughing wantonly: "Father, the one who should die... should be you, not me!"

Kanon covered his stomach with a look of disbelief, staggered back, and fell in front of the Emperor's statue. His abdomen was cut open, and intestines and blood flowed out...

"Marty, you..."

He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, as if he finally understood what had happened until then, and endless anger emerged in his pupils: "Marty!!!"

Marty was still trembling, but his distorted facial expression showed an indescribable joy: "Hahahaha... Go to hell, you old man, are you willing to die with you? I want to surrender to Chaos! Do you understand?!"

"brute!!!"

Suddenly, Cannon jumped up.

He is old, but the tactical moves remaining in his body, the experience of countless bloody battles in the galaxy, and his iron willpower allow him to burst out with powerful strength!
Cannon drew the duel sword from his waist, and under Marty's horrified gaze, it flashed like lightning!
His movements were even a little bit non-standard.

At least, it is far from as standard as when he was young in the Astra Militarum, but it is definitely quite qualified to deal with a piece of trash!

"No, don't, Father!"

Marty screamed in fear and rolled over in a panic, avoiding the first sword, but his determination to kill still left a bloody mark on his neck!
"Help...save me!" Marty's fat body made it difficult to dodge the second sword. He placed all his hopes on a certain Chaos Master, hoping that he could save him.

But unfortunately...the powerful Chaos didn't care about him at all.

Swish!
Clean and neat, the sword cut off the neck!

A head as fat as a pig, two wide-open eyes, with a hint of deep fear and doubt remaining in the pupils.

It seemed as if he was saying... why didn't the Chaos he was going to join save him?
Kanon, who had killed Marty with his own hands, seemed to be exhausted and collapsed on the red carpet in front of the Emperor's Holy Statue, gasping for breath, but his eyes were still firm: "No... I can't die yet, at least, not now!"

"Beautiful swordplay!"

Suddenly, a slightly low, old voice suddenly came from the shadow of the temple, with a hint of admiration, as if it was very familiar: "I didn't expect that after decades, your swordsmanship has not regressed, Canon."

Cannon's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked in the direction of the voice. His face, which was already pale due to blood loss, became even paler.

He...knows that person!
"What? You don't recognize your old comrade?"

The man who walked out from the shadow of the column slowly took off his hat, revealing a very old face. He looked at the shocked Cannon and smiled, "Long time no see, my dear brother... Cannon Meyer."

Looking at that face, Cannon felt cold all over, as if a bone-chilling chill had surged into his body. His lips trembled, but his chest was filled with rage. He roared with bloodshot eyes: "It's you - Galken Hadley!!!"

"It's me, old comrade."

Galken smiled and looked down at Kanon, whose face was angry and dying from the poisonous blade.

Bad news...I'm going to have a hemorrhoid surgery in the next few days. I won't stop updating. I hope it won't be too painful...

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