Chapter 142: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Tyranids

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

Their clothes were tattered, their bodies covered in self-inflicted whip wounds, holding teaching whips, chain swords, and even homemade weapons in their hands.

But in their eyes burned a fire of faith pure to the extreme, a manifestation of absolute loyalty to the Emperor.

A faint yet steady golden light radiated from them—the Emperor's protection, the holy spiritual glow naturally emitted by the soul when a group of mortals' devotion reaches its peak.

This glow might be faint, but it was enough to resist low-level Warp corrosion.

Greatly reducing the effects of the Yi Su's spells and the Lord of Lust's mists.

The Imperial Cultists chanted the Purification Hymn as they rushed into the Restaurant like a tide.

They knew not what fear was, charging straight at the Chaos Great Enemies, launching the most fearless charges with the crudest weapons.

Behind them followed over a hundred State Religion Pastors.

They wore black robes with red borders embroidered with double-headed eagles, holding aloft exquisitely carved Emperor's Holy Images, reciting obscure and sacred Scripture.

Their voices were steady and powerful, merging with the Imperial Cultists' chanting into a surging flood of Soul Faith.

Wherever they passed, the Corruption traces on the Floor and the disgusting Warp Slime receded rapidly like ice and snow meeting Flame.

Even the hallucinatory mist with a hint of sweetness in the air was replaced by a holy Breath.

The flood of Imperial Cultists automatically parted at the Pastors' sides, making way for a passage.

Earth-shaking Footsteps came from outside the Restaurant, each step like proclaiming the arrival of judgment.

Boom~~!!!

The wall on the west side of the Restaurant, originally blasted by Hell Beasts, was torn open again with an even larger gap.

Amid flying Gravel, over a dozen huge Mecha squeezed in.

They were the State Religion's most terrifying instrument of punishment, and also a sharp weapon against Demons—the Penitent Engine.

Their Armor surfaces were covered in barbs and fresh blood, with State Religion Believers who had committed grave sins bound to the Mecha shells.

Their pain was linked to the Mecha, and their senses were tuned to be abnormally sharp.

For them, every battle of the Penitent Engine was the harshest extreme punishment.

Their expressions intertwined pain and repentance, and their pained Laments and devout Prayers all became the power driving the Mecha.

These Penitent Engines likewise knew no fear, were unaffected by Warp Corrosion, and their Core had only one purpose.

Slaughter Chaos, redeem sins with blood.

As the vanguard, they charged into the Restaurant with frenzied steps.

Huge iron fists directly smashed at the low-level Demons blocking the way, pounding them into Flesh Puppets.

Each arm of the Mecha was equipped with a heavy flamethrower, spewing red Flame.

These Flames carried holy power, burning Lust Demons and Sorcerer Demons into ashes.

Afterwards, over a hundred Combat Nuns entered in formation.

They wore Black Power Armor, hung various Holy Relic Pendants on their chests, held Holy Bolts or Chain Swords in their hands, and had thick Scriptures tucked at their Waists.

Their movements were uniform, every step on the same beat, every Prayer like a resounding battle cry.

Their whole bodies radiated a resolute and stern aura—they were warriors who had experienced countless Purification Wars, the Emperor's most loyal daughters.

Leading them was Great Sister Valenia.

She wore a set of ancient Holy Relic Armor Set, sacred armaments passed down for Thousand Years, every scratch on the armor soaked with the faith and blood of generations of Sisters.

Her Left Hand held a gleaming Holy Relic Bolter, her Right Hand raised a Power Sword burning with roaring Flame.

That Flame was no longer mundane fire, but the Emperor's faith fire, capable of easily inflicting immeasurable damage on Chaos Great Enemies.

Valenia's gaze swept across the Restaurant like a Sword, finally landing on Lin En, trapped in his Seat and unable to move.

Her eyes were full of devotion: "The Emperor's Divine Chosen, we have come!"

As her Voice Fell, Valenia raised her Holy Sword, golden Flame suddenly surging several feet, like a small sun illuminating the entire Restaurant.

No Command needed.

The Combat Nuns immediately automatically deployed their Battle Formation, the front-rank Sisters holding Chain Swords and Power Shields, forming an impregnable Defensive Line.

The rear-rank Sisters raised their Holy Bolts, aiming at the Chaos Believers and Demons.

The Imperial Cultists formed a human wall, guarding beside the Pastors, using their bodies to block attacks for the Pastors.

The Pastors recited Scripture even louder, the Holy Relics in their hands emitting stronger golden light, bestowing Faith Buffs upon the warriors at the Front Line.

The first wave of attack came from the Sisters' barrage.

Hundreds of Holy Bolts opened fire simultaneously, golden Fire tongues intertwining into an impenetrable fire net, shooting at the Chaos creations.

These holy bolts were not merely simple physical attacks, having received the Sisters' innate Sacred Fervor blessing.

Every Bullet carried a burning effect, with a bonus against Demons and Chaos Believers.

The Chaos Great Enemies let out piercing Shrieks.

Calum's plan was interrupted again and again, plunging him into Madness.

Blue veins bulged under his Purple skin, the bony small horns on his head became sturdier, and the power bestowed by the Lord of Lust surged wildly within him.

He roared, his figure suddenly turning into a Purple Residual Image, moving too fast for the naked eye to Capture, and pounced straight at the Sisters' formation.

That was the extreme speed bestowed by the Lord of Lust, enough to tear apart most Defensive Lines in an instant.

But the Combat Nuns had long been prepared.

Valeria raised her hand, and dozens of High Priests behind her simultaneously raised the Holy Relics in their hands.

There were crosses inlaid with holy bones, ancient scrolls inscribed with Sacred Scripture, and holy icons carved with the Emperor's True Likeness.

Dozens of Holy Relics simultaneously burst forth dazzling golden light, the golden light intertwining to form a huge and solid Golden Barrier, spanning across before the Sister battle line.

With a bang, Calum's body slammed heavily onto the Golden Barrier, emitting a deafening roar.

Purple energy collided with golden Power of Faith, stirring up ring after ring of energy Ripples.

The Golden Barrier trembled slightly but did not shatter, while Calum was flung away by the barrier's recoil, tumbling several times in the air before heavily hitting the ground.

The next moment, over a dozen Power Halberds burning with Holy Fire simultaneously thrust toward him.

Calum reacted extremely fast, at the moment of landing he fiercely turned sideways, narrowly avoiding most of the attacks.

But his right shoulder was still slashed open by a Power Halberd, leaving a deep Wound.

That Wound did not bleed purple blood, but instead hissed with white thick smoke, as holy energy crazily scorched his Demon Green Skin Body.

Heart-piercing Ice Cold Pain made him involuntarily let out a muffled groan, and the angry expression on his face became even more Distorted from the pain.

He retreated in a sorry state, his eyes filled with anger and apprehension, Staring fixedly at Valeria and those Combat Nuns, no longer daring to easily launch a charge.

Amidst the chaotic Battle, Lin En's Gaze penetrated layer upon layer of people, landing on a familiar figure.

It was Isud!