Chapter 137

Zhou Yun stood on a high tower in the distance, watching the whistling gray hurricane swallow most of the Mechanical Spire; countless swarms were rolled into the sky, swaying in the wind like gravel.

Even the massive Tyranid behemoth could not resist the terrifying storm released from the Pocket Long Juanfeng.

The Pocket Long Juanfeng was enough to release a storm covering the range of a small town, but the disadvantage was that this storm didn't distinguish between friend and foe; even if Zhou Yun stood in it, he would be rolled into the sky.

So Zhou Yun had never used this Pocket Long Juanfeng with full force before.

But now Zhou Yun had the Anywhere Door and finally could realize his long-held dream.

He now only needed to open the Anywhere Door, appear in the center of the swarm, drop the Pocket Long Juanfeng, and run into the Anywhere Door.

So cool!

Zhou Yun looked at the chitin torrent that had gone into the sky and felt quite refreshed and relieved.

The massive Hierophant still relied on its huge body size and psychic power to resist the storm,

but even it, at this moment, couldn't stop its body from shaking, as if it would be lifted up and flown into the sky in the next second.

This storm attack came too suddenly and was released within its psychic shield; the Hierophant simply couldn't react in time.

But Zhou Yun knew that even the Pocket Long Juanfeng couldn't truly defeat the Hierophant, and he didn't have that intention either.

The Hierophant was a Titan, a living god-machine.

Just as only a Primarch could defeat a Primarch, what could defeat a god-machine was only a god-machine or... the power of a god itself.

It was just because of his own reasons that the Hierophant appeared on the battlefield too early, too early.

Zhou Yun had to let the Necrons, Blood Angels, and Tyranid swarm maintain a certain balance, and finally make Trazyn the Infinite take out his trump card and ensure that the Blood Angels and Necrons' plan to ignite the entire Underworld System could be realized.

Looking at the Hierophant Titan that was about to be lifted from the Mechanical Spire, Zhou Yun took out the Anywhere Door from his Fourth-Dimensional Pocket again.

"Laixi." Zhou Yun said softly to the Anywhere Door: "Sherls Cathedral."

On the other side of the door, the sound of waves and the sharp chirping of the swarm rang out.

"Wait." The winged figure in the white light suddenly interrupted Zhou Yun.

He looked at Zhou Yun wearing his face and a shiny bald head, and his eye corner twitched: "If you see my progeny..."

Sherls Cathedral was an ancient hall used by the people on Laixi to worship the Sea God in ancient times.

At that time, people worshipped the Sea God Sherls and worshipped the vast, frozen ocean on Laixi.

But until the blasphemous twin stars of the Underworld System released scorching solar fire, the dark red flares full of radiation illuminated Laixi's moon, and then swept across the entire planet.

The frozen ocean melted because of this, and the vast waves swallowed the entire planet, tearing apart cities and cathedrals.

If it weren't for the fact that Laixi's moon, Ixoc, was large enough to drag the ocean with its own gravity, the entire Laixi would have long since sunk into the betrayal of the Sea God.

Thus, the angry survivors roared into the ruins of the cathedral, killed the surviving priests, and turned to worship the moon, salt, and sun instead.

And when the Imperial Cult came to this planet, they chose the ruins of the cathedral as their stronghold and built a magnificent cathedral on top of it.

This was not just a cathedral, but a magnificent fortress monastery, with a complete defense system that could still operate.

Gabriel Seth, Chapter Master of the Flesh Tearers, wandered behind the defensive array composed of void shields, gazing at this silent cathedral.

The smell of seawater still permeated every part of the cathedral, reminding Gabriel Seth that this had once been the territory of heretics.

Even though there were statues of Blood Angels standing here, Gabriel Seth still couldn't feel a sense of belonging or tranquility, and couldn't suppress the desire to slaughter.

"Ha." Gabriel Seth spat out a stream of air with the smell of fresh blood.

He almost felt like he was going to grow fangs; the desire for blood, slaughter, and anger tempted him at all times.

His Chapter was like this; for some reason, as a successor Chapter of the Blood Angels, the Flesh Tearers were far more prone to the Red Thirst and Black Rage than other cousin brothers.

Their entire Chapter only had four companies left, far fewer than a normal Chapter, just because too many of their brothers had been consumed by the Black Rage.

And this also led to the Flesh Tearers' tragic reputation within the Empire.

As early as the Great Crusade, the name of the Flesh Tearers already existed.

The first Chapter Master, Amit, had been a Captain of the Blood Angels Legion, but he was savage and bloody, and even frequently participated in the gladiatorial arenas of the World Eaters; he even formed a friendship with the then-World Eaters 8th Company Captain Khârn, and finally won the reputation of "Flesh Tearer" in the hands of the World Eaters.

Later, the Flesh Tearers Chapter established in his name also inherited his savage and bloody combat style.

The madness of the Flesh Tearers when fighting even made other Imperial forces feel fear.

Exterminating an entire planet, slaughtering innocent civilians, opening fire on friendly forces... these were all things the Flesh Tearers had done.

And their allies...

The Space Wolves had opened fire on the Flesh Tearers because they slaughtered civilians; the Sisters of the Order of the Silver Shroud had angrily demanded that the Inquisition and the High Lords clear out the Flesh Tearers Chapter; many others also refused to fight alongside the Flesh Tearers.

And when Gabriel Seth became the Blood Angels Chapter Master, the High Blood Priests informed him of a harsh piece of news.

The frequency of Flesh Tearer brothers falling into the Black Rage was too high, and the replenishment speed of their home planet Cretacia could no longer keep up.

The Flesh Tearers would eventually be destroyed and disappear from the history of the Empire; perhaps that day would come in a hundred or two hundred years.

Thus, Seth swore to his brothers:

If the Flesh Tearers were destined to pass away, then at least leave behind honor, so that people would remember them rather than fear them. Thus, Gabriel Seth led the Flesh Tearers to begin patrolling between the galaxies, heading to the most dangerous places, responding to the pleas for help from any sector.

The Flesh Tearers were still savage, but Seth chose to keep his Chapter as isolated as possible from other armies, trying to fight alone as much as possible to prevent their savagery and anger from causing harm to the Empire's allies.

Seth's efforts had some effect; they did receive some honor and praise, and there were also those who had been saved who were grateful to Seth.

But more people still feared the Flesh Tearers, spat on the Flesh Tearers, and now the Flesh Tearers were also on the verge of extinction.

So Seth responded to Dante's call, was the first to arrive at Baal to fight alongside them, and followed them to the Underworld System.

He knew this would be a dangerous battle, and the Flesh Tearers might be destroyed in it, but for Sanguinius, Seth hoped for a death full of honor.

"Phew."

Seth spat out a breath of blood. He looked at the parishioners in the cathedral.

These parishioners didn't worship the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang and were heretics, and in the orders Seth received... there was only the protection of the Crawler machines that served as relays.

There was no requirement that Seth must protect civilians, especially a group of civilians who were heretics.

But the Sisters were different; the Sisters of the Order of the Sacred Rose, especially that Canoness Magda, insisted on protecting this group of heretic civilians.

Kill them... a voice filled with anger and blood in Seth's mind said.

Kill them, punish them, please his Chapter with blood, and use slaughter to cheer them up.

Kill them, kill them, kill them...

"NO!!!" Seth roared and rejected the anger that kept surging in his mind.

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The battle sisters were now holding the defensive line with his Chapter; if his Chapter slaughtered civilians, fell into anger...

Seth couldn't imagine what a terrible scene that would be, full of blood, fear, and disgust.

He couldn't help but look up at the statue of the Archangel before him, hoping to gain some peace from it.

But no, nothing at all; perhaps because this had been a place for heretics, Seth only felt the fishy smell of seawater.

Seth became even more irritable and angry for an instant; he seemed to feel that blood and endless rage wanted to swallow him.

No! Seth gritted his teeth and suppressed the anger in his heart.

He knew why he came; death... a death full of honor was what he looked forward to.

He had to suppress his anger, and also suppress the anger of his brothers; he had to—

Suddenly, the roar of the swarm rang out outside the monastery.

Seth immediately picked up his two-handed chainsword named Blood-Taker and rushed out of the monastery gate.

Canoness Magda was standing behind the defense system, looking at the swarm in the distance with a serious face.

An endless ocean of chitin was surging toward the monastery.

Gabriel Seth couldn't help but grip the Blood-Taker in his hand tightly; he had to suppress his anger and bring death to himself, and also to these blasphemous xenos.

"There are so many of them," Canoness Magda said with a hoarse voice.

Before this, the swarm had always been recycling biomass on the planet and had never truly attacked the Sisters with full force.

But whether it was Dante's actions or the arrival of the Flesh Tearers, the swarms began to concentrate their power, attempting to eliminate the Sisters and the Flesh Tearers.

"In the name of the blood of Sanguinius, I will slaughter..." Gabriel Seth roared.

Canoness Magda looked at the Chapter Master Gabriel Seth with worry; she could feel that this Chapter Master was trying hard to suppress his instinctive anger.

"Fight in the name of the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang, not in the name of anger."

"Take blood in the name of Sanguinius, not in the name of slaughter."

"Bring death in the name of humanity, not in the name of bloodlust."

Canoness Magda said in a low and solemn voice; her voice seemed to help Gabriel Seth suppress his anger to a certain extent.

"I will suppress my anger, Canoness." Gabriel Seth nodded slightly toward Canoness Magda.

Just at this moment, a red-and-pink wooden door suddenly appeared in front of the swarm.

The wooden door opened gently, and a bald head walked out from it...

Canoness Magda's mechanical prosthetic eye saw the face of that bald head clearly.

"Ah?" Canoness Magda's voice carried panic.

She looked at Gabriel Seth beside her and noticed that Seth's expression twisted into a ball violently.

Finished writing, finished writing, I'm dying, I'm dying, I've started to have a fever, it's uncomfortable.

(End of chapter)