Pray for the purity of the heart, the cleansing of the flesh from suffering, both exist, where humanity lies.In the ruins of the church, a woman in heavy armor was kneeling on the dusty ground in prayer, the icon under the crumbling columns obscured by a hood.As the earth shook, the dilapidated dome seemed to be overwhelmed, and dust and debris fell downward.From time to time, there was a bright green light outside the gate, and screams were always heard in the night, far away and close.The woman kneeling on the ground was once a perfect weapon, her hatred of demons burning in her chest like an eternal flame, her armor joints covered with red wax seals and the iron halo on her backpack glittering.But at this point, she left the power sword and the blaster pistol aside, and she pinched the elbow of her left hand with her right hand, as if to stop the strange green light from spreading over her shoulder.A large amount of sweat slid down her forehead, and the white lid of the pot was steaming hot, and the pain created a vision of psionic energy, and she was praying for the emperor's help.Nothing is enough to describe her current situation, and with enemies on all sides, perhaps the enemies are too lazy to pay attention to her existence.But her sense of honor led her to attack the unclean, and after slicing open the shell of the third Heavy Destroyer, she was struck in the arm by the green-glowing weapon.An icy energy began to corrode her, and she summoned her psionic energy to fight it, and rushed out of the enemy lines, finding a church among the ruins of the city.In fact, she didn't deliberately look for it, but as if it was fate, she was sent here by an unknowable guide.Outside the door is an army of undead who are also fighting the Greenskins, but the battlefield is getting closer and closer, and it may not be long before she is discovered.But the nun's will and loyalty were unwavering, and she prayed to the emperor as she had done in the monastery on the planet Ophelia VII.Pray to return to the battlefield and use your life as a bargaining chip to spread the Emperor's glory.This is not the fear of death, but the desire to die more glorious, at least under the eyes of the emperor.Perhaps the prayer was answered, or perhaps the sight of the fallen statue had fueled her fighting spirit, and with a low roar, a golden light bloomed on her left hand, and the green light melted like snow meets the sun.Her newborn skin was as delicate as a baby, and her newborn muscles were as strong as steel."
Praise the Emperor!
Praise forever!
”She let out a breath and reached for her helmet to return to the battlefield, the white mask-like helmet covered in interlaced scars, revealing a silvery white undertone of metal.However, at this moment, behind her, at the broken door of the church, a terrifying machine floated silently.Its lower body looked like a squished rugby ball, with a humanoid metal skeleton glued to one end of its upper body, and a large plasma cannon in its hands, but the rhythmic green light in it did not shine far in the sacred courtyard.The space necromancer spotted the nun kneeling in front of the icon, and rightfully raised the weapon in her hand, and the dark green energy began to converge.The sound of converging electricity woke the woman, and she only had time to grab the power sword and turn around when she saw the muzzle of the cannon thicker than her waist in front of her.The rich ball of green light tumbled, as if the next blink would blow her to ashes, along with the icon behind her.This is not the glorious death she imagined, but as the daughter of the emperor, she will only be relieved in the face of death, and will not be afraid.She looked at the ball of light that seemed to be still without blinking, and memories came flooding back to her mind, and she remembered her dead sisters and the murderer who had not been hunted down until now.Time slowed down, as if waiting for her next blink of an eye, and the enemy's weapon would send her to the Emperor.But she didn't wait for the green light to be launched, there was still something in normal motion in the world she forbidden, and it was a golden warhammer entwined with thunder, and it flew in the air.After flying the plasma cannon, slam into the chest of the Heavy Destroyer.With a single blow, accompanied by the roar of electricity, the monster that was incomparably powerful to mortals was torn apart, and splinters splattered and crashed into the ruins.There was not even an explosion, just the sheer force that made the enemy unable to resist."
That's all for the Battle Nun?
Staring at the enemy's muzzle in a daze?
”She heard a hoarse voice coming from the icon behind her, like the whisper of an old man in the dark, unable to distinguish gender or emotion, only an ancient language between high gothic and low gothic.The continuous changes in the scene made her wonder if she was overusing her psionic energy, and heard the whispers of the subspace demon, but when she turned around vigilantly, she realized that it was not the demon who was speaking to her in disguise as an icon.Rather, behind the icon came a man in armor.The nun had never seen such armor before, half black and half yellow, and she did not think that there would be such a short Astarte monk."
Who are you?"
The tall, strong woman raised the sword in her hand, her hilt wrapped with sacred cables and steel tassels, and decorated with a skeleton representing pure divinity."
A passer-by watching the bustle."
The black and yellow armor man was about the same height as her, he completely ignored the weapon in her hand, walked to the other side and picked up the war hammer: "This planet seems to be very popular, I'll just see what's going on, this abandoned city is very lively." ”"Tell me who you are!
Demon!
”The Battle Nun rolled back vigilantly, snatching the blaster from the ground, feeling the overwhelming pressure from the thin figure in front of her.She wasn't sure what the pressure was causing it, but she knew for sure that none of the fighters she'd ever seen were stronger than him, it was instinct.It's as strong as a demon, "Why is it a demon?"
You don't need evidence to convict, huh?
”The figure held the huge war hammer on his shoulder, tilted his head to look at her, and looked speechless: "Which order are you from?"
Be careful that I go to the Inquisition to see you. ”The Battle Nuns are known for their suspicions, as they usually assist the Inquisition in its work, dealing with all kinds of bad elements lurking within the Human Empire, demons disguised as adults, and so on.They will suspect anyone.But hearing the figure in front of her say that she was going to the Inquisition to complain, the woman relaxed a little, because the real demons would not dare to approach there at all, and the sacred fire there would purify any heresy."
Don't move!
Face, show me your face!
”She moved the muzzle of her gun and motioned for the figure to take off her helmet to show her, it was really wrong to encounter a humanoid creature in such a hellish place.You have to confirm whether he is a demon, a spirit, or a genetic corrupter.However, the other party only sighed softly.When he took off his helmet and revealed a face identical to that of the emperor in the Empire's state church records, she was dumbfounded.