mtl008 Chapter 252: Intergalactic Webway Shuttle
Chapter 252: Intergalactic Webway Shuttle
“May the Emperor bless you and me, pass on the power of erudition, learn combat skills, gain the eyes of discernment, and strengthen the heart of faith.
Our lives come from the God Emperor, our strength comes from the God Emperor, the God Emperor created everything, everything is for the God Emperor."
Pope Ian finished his daily prayers, and the nuns slowly stood up as he finished his silent prayers. Caroline looked at the blurred face in the stained window and her thoughts began to drift.
Great Lord of Mankind!
In recent days, intermittent images have always appeared in her mind. With the contact of certain things, it is like opening a door lock, and the fragments of memory began to flash back.
"Who is it...Lin...Heng..."
"Sister Caroline, please tell us how you pray, and what you do on a daily basis to pray for the Emperor's attention."
Just as Caroline was recalling the blurry face, the novice nuns who had wiped her body came forward and asked in a whisper.
"Prayer..? I didn't do anything special. I just followed the procedure."
Caroline was a little confused. She didn't know why these sisters asked her these questions and why they used honorifics.
"Sister Caroline, you are too modest. I guess it is because of your humble attitude that... No, I am talking too much."
"Well..we should really learn from you, can you guide our training?"
Caroline nodded, but she had some doubts in her heart. She asked Pope Ian about the situation on the battlefield at that time, but the other party did not tell her any details. Instead, he kept persuading her that forgetting certain memories might have its benefits.
Digging too deep will not bring happy results, so what she should do now is to base herself in the present and look to the future.
Although Caroline was happy to sacrifice herself for the God-Emperor, her heart was not at peace now.
"Sisters, I think I should go visit my leader, Sister Melody and the others. May the Emperor guide them out of the Sea of Shame."
As soon as these words were spoken, the other nuns immediately put away their smiles, clasped their hands together seriously, and nodded in silence.
They knew in their hearts that the Sisters of the Redemption was an extremely special organization among the nuns. It was a humiliating yet glorious order that any nun in the order could join.
As long as they have committed sins in their actions and thoughts, they should report them willingly to their superiors and correct them with a pure heart.
Leave your sisters' table, leave your team, leave the church of prayer, seek her salvation on the battlefield, and become a fanatical follower of the God-Emperor!
Caroline came to the lower deck of the ship, which was a factory filled with oil and black smoke. Before she stepped over the scattered industrial parts, she heard the terrifying roar.
Several redemption nuns, dressed only in simple cream-colored strips of cloth, were engaging in a very intense battle in pairs. The chainsaw swords in their hands were buzzing, and fine sparks flashed when the backs of the swords touched.
With their shaved hair, their round heads were covered with cloth strips with prayers written on them and circles of caltrops that pierced their flesh.
Caroline couldn't even recognize everyone, because here they had shed the last of their selves, leaving only their loyalty to the God-Emperor, ready to serve him till death.
It's really not heresy. The Sister of Redemption doesn't even wear armor. She relies on her faith in the God-Emperor to kill the enemies, and is blessed by the power of pure faith.
"Sister Melody...Sister Martha...Everyone..."
"stop!"
Sister Melody, who was covered in wounds, dropped the huge two-handed chain sword to the ground with a thump, and then everyone stopped, panting.
Each of them was covered in wounds and oil, with simple cloth wrapped around their private parts. The rest of their bodies were covered with chastity seals and entangled with caltrops, making Caroline feel that they were completely different from before.
(Group view picture)
Now some of them are filled with resentment, some are filled with shame, some are filled with disgust towards themselves, some are filled with apologies towards the God-Emperor, and some are filled with the desire to die to prove the purity of their body and mind.
They were still themselves, but everything was so different. Caroline and the other sisters respected and honored them, but she felt heartbroken for no reason.
"Please forgive me, sisters, for interrupting your training. I am deeply sorry for that."
"Welcome back, Sister Caroline, we know very well that you will not die in a place like that, you are different from us.
We are sinners who have made mistakes. Please leave as soon as possible, Sister Caroline. You are pure and should not be in the same room with us. If the Emperor of God has mercy, you and I will have the opportunity to live in the same church together."
Caroline clenched her hands. She didn't want to leave like this. She wanted to know what had happened in that city.
"Sisters, please tell me, what happened?"
The nuns stood in a row. They didn't say anything, but just turned their bodies and showed themselves to Caroline.
"What are we!"
"We are sinners, we are penitents, we disappoint the Emperor, we bring shame to the Church, we are the Sisters of Penance!"
Everyone answered in unison, then they reached out and put on the red hood hanging around their waists, revealing only a pair of angry eyes.
(Group view picture)
Caroline knelt on one knee, clasped her hands together and clenched the seal, crystal tears flowing from her closed eyes.
Her crying was out of sorrow for the sacrifice of her sisters, but this behavior won the respect of everyone. For the God-Emperor, nothing is too great to sacrifice.
And when her eyes opened and the tears stopped flowing, her wide-eyed expression was one of anger at the pain of her sisters, damn heretics, damn aliens, damn Chaos forces!
"You don't need to know what happened in the first place, the Divine Emperor will tell you your mission.
Go ahead, Sister Caroline."
Caroline slowly stood up and nodded heavily.
"For the God Emperor!"
...
"Guilliman... Oh, destined enemies. This is our second war. I'm afraid that red-skinned fool won't come to save you this time."
Huron rubbed his fingers, and the huge metal claws made a sharp sound. He looked at the Noshimo galaxy getting closer and closer on the star map, and his joy was beyond words.
"Hehehe... Killing the Regent of the Empire must make you very happy, but that's not the plan. Your current mission is to delay the enemy and confine Guilliman to this area as much as possible."
Hamadria became illusory again, and the appearance of the strange voice also brought a hint of chill to Huron.
"Hmph... restrictions. Since I can kill him, why should I care about the so-called restrictions? If I can remove one of the pillars of the empire, the empire might just fall into chaos.
The death of the Primarch, hehe, will surely make those beasts sitting on the throne panic. "
“Of course, you can give it a try. If you don’t want other forces to get involved, you can just walk right into the trap.
Our great Regent Prince, I am not the only one watching him. There are also bad guys who want to take him into their possession and are waiting for an opportunity to act.
I think you don’t want to be stabbed in the back by other forces, hehehe.”
This seemed to hurt Huron. His heavier breathing and vigorous rubbing of his fingers reflected his fluctuating mood, which made the strange sound even sharper.
"Hmph...what's going on with your plan? What's the current situation with that bastard named Lin Heng?" Huron breathed.
"Hehehe, everything is going according to plan, hehehe, everything is going according to my idea. The mummy is being held back by other beings, and there is no extra power to hinder me, hehehe."
"Is Lin Heng...really the vessel of the Pseudo-Emperor? If he is really so valuable, I think a large number of ships should have been sent to welcome him a long time ago.
Why wait until he wandered around for so long before sending Guilliman to pick him up? Wouldn't it be the right thing to do to send those Custodes?"
"Hehehe... everyone has their own plans. What kind of decision they want to make can only be considered by the pseudo-emperor himself.
As for us... hehe, we just make the false emperor's choices less and less. A certain beast has already set off, hehe, they have no choice.
Well, remember your mission, restrict Guilliman's activities, and ensure the strength of your fleet, the galaxy is about to be in turmoil again, hehehe..."
...
"Report, many Imperial forces have been contacted, in addition to the Astra Militarum, the Navy, the Sisters of Battle, and the various Astartes Chapters.
Several Imperial Knight Families also responded, sending a total of about thirty Knight Armored Knights. The Titan Legion called Firebee also sent a small team of Titans.
The entire Noshimo galaxy is now busy building fortifications, and the ships that arrive will garrison the corresponding areas according to your instructions, sir." said the communicator.
Guilliman nodded, then looked at Cawl's clone beside him. The clone seemed to understand his thoughts and immediately lowered his head and said:
“The Great Sage will try his best to mobilize the army, but after all, the Red Sand Country is a mixed bag, and he is not a general made on Mars, so he cannot command other religious orders.
If you are not a great sage who is one of the twelve members of the Supreme Council, you cannot order other forging worlds to send powerful armies. So..."
"Okay, you don't have to say any more!"
Guilliman interrupted the other party's speech. Cawl's clone looked terrified and lowered his head and slowly retreated, like a typical servant.
As he watched this increasingly concealed behavior, his inner anxiety became more and more obvious.
"I didn't ask you to back off."
"Your Highness the Regent."
"Huh... The ship escorting Lin Heng has not sent back any messages, and we don't know whether the other party has reached the prison world. The Storm Star Region is not peaceful either. Let the tracking fleet move forward quickly and notify the surrounding planets to go to Geo Prison World for exploration.
The news from Vulkan is not optimistic. He doesn't even remember Guilliman anymore. He only said one thing from beginning to end, which is to go to Terra. I don't know what kind of stimulation he has received...
Things keep coming one after another, and there is not a single day that goes smoothly. "
...
Lin Heng looked at the spider-like dark elf in front of him and thought that next time when things didn't go well, he should not run around to relax.