Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords! - Chapter 498

Chapter 496 06.0495: ‘Hope of Redemption’

“We are close to the target, I hope we are still in time.” Louise stood in front of the observation telescope and searched for the target.

The Epic arrived near the location marked in the communication, but it was still a bit difficult to find a fleeting signal source in such a large range.

Just when everyone was worried about it, Horatio closed his eyes and thought, he was using the void sand table of the command hand to find the target.

All the aircraft on the ship were released to find the attacked pilgrim ship, and even the law enforcement boats were sent out.

There were also two attack ships dividing the area around the Epic and searching.

But he didn’t have much time left.

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On the ‘Pure White Mayflower’.

“Officer Diana, the injured sisters have been transferred.” Sister Arabella stood at the top of the stairs and shouted to the celestial saints below.

But the sound of swords clashing showed that they were fighting with a steady stream of Kroot people and it was difficult to get away.

Some people would become incapacitated and unable to fight even after suffering minor injuries. These Kroot weapons are poisonous and can paralyze people’s nerves and senses.

A celestial saint who was next to the court official was scratched on the thigh by an unexpected sneak attack, and soon lost consciousness in her lower limbs, and her body in power armor was shaky.

The court official supported her sister and pushed her to Sister Arabella who came to support her from behind, and raised her shield to block the fatal blow to her head.

“Sisters, retreat as soon as possible, quick! The battle line can’t hold!”

As soon as she finished speaking, a Kroot shaper wearing a chief’s crown waved a double-headed war hook like a bird’s beak, jumped over the Kroot who was fighting with her, and hooked her shield with the iris symbol from the top.

The chief screamed, and the ugly and hateful water ghost face was extremely excited, and the bloodthirsty desire to feast on flesh and blood was hanging on his face without any concealment.

The female court official hated the hungry eyes that were regarded as food, especially from the aliens, which made her sick.

The two of them were deadlocked on the steps. The Kroot alien used both hands to exert force, while the court official only held the shield with one hand. The deadlock could not last long.

Unlike its kind, the muscle output of this shaper was extremely brutal.

It exerted force suddenly and pulled the shield directly out, smashing it directly on the glass at the top of the high sky, smashing the exquisite mural of the Virgin Mary into pieces.

When the defense line showed signs of collapse, it was followed by a chaotic battle, and the court official would never allow this to happen.

She held the sword in both hands and rushed out of the front line suddenly, giving full play to her strength as a skilled great swordsman, killing the Kroot monsters, and successfully cleared a piece of open space around the breach in the defense line in a short time.

Every swing of the sword was accompanied by the flying of fragmented limbs, and the blasphemous alien blood was sprinkled on the sculpture of the angel of death as a punishment.

But this also pushed the court official into the abyss of siege.

Other celestial saints tried to help, but they were powerless. There were too many aliens, and more and more shooters with pulse weapons. They were suppressed behind the shield and could only barely hold the steep stairs, unable to provide orderly support.

The chaotic steps after being slightly suppressed on the stairs would cause a big flaw in the shield wall, and this slight mistake could kill all of them.

Seeing this, the court official immediately issued a retreat order.

The Kroots saw that the “lunch” was retreating and clamored in dissatisfaction. Only one prey was left, which was not enough to share.

They immediately swarmed up, and the Shaper Chieftain signaled the gunners not to destroy the hard-earned meat. So the Kroots rushed up like the primitive Aztecs hunting, driving and slapping the sisters’ shaky defense line with double-headed war clubs.

“Sister Diana, be careful on the side!”

Arabella focused on suppressing the approaching Kroots in front with a grenade gun, and also paid attention to the court official.

Even though Tingguan was an expert swordsman, she couldn’t block all the war clubs coming from all directions.

Boom!

A tricky club hit her thigh hard, causing her to stagger and lose balance.

Tingguan retreated backwards, steadied her steps, and swung her sword at the war club that wanted to disembowel her. The decomposition force field lingering on the sword cut off a row of weapons from the middle.

Suddenly, a heavy net with iron balls tied around it was thrown out from behind the enemy group. This was the traditional hunting net of the Kroot, which helped them hunt prey as big as Tyrannosaurus Rex. They were still using it until they became a galactic civilization, and hunted new prey they encountered in the starry sea.

Tingguan swung her sword instinctively, and although the decomposition force field on the sword tore a long and thin slit in the middle, the rest of the net still covered her.

Faced with this primitive but extremely useful method, even if she was good at fighting, when she was entangled in the net, she could only let the Kroot rush over and knock her to the ground with their war clubs.

The female court official subconsciously pulled the grenade from her waist, but before she could pull out the plug ring, it was knocked out of her hand by the Kroot Shaper with a stick.

She tried to raise her sword to stab the ugly Shaper, but the power sword was held to the ground by other Kroots with war clubs.

The Shaper blinked, and the sharp beak-like mouth exuded an unpleasant stench, and disgusting saliva oozed from it, dripping on the court official’s pure white and gold silver armor.

It threatened in broken High Gothic: “I will capture you alive, perform a sacrifice in front of your so-called Lord of Humanity, cut open your chest, dig out your heart, and offer it to our ancestors, praying for the prosperity of our race!”

“Sister Diana!” Sister Arabella picked up the Holy Promethium Flamethrower and rushed to the top of the stairs, ready to fight the alien to the death, or at least give her a quick death.

“Arabella, retreat! Close the door! Sacrifice me alone!” The female court official shouted and drew out her dagger, fought hard, and stabbed the alien, but was hit on the head by the Shaper’s cold stick.

The black hood was torn apart, and a pool of hot blood flowed from her head.

The court official fell down, and her blood stained the golden steps beside her red.

She was almost losing consciousness, her brain was fuzzy, and strange whispers sounded in her ears.

Finally, she heard the sound of the Holy Promethium Flamethrower charging.

Sister Arabella raised the flamethrower in her hand and pointed it at the Kroot Shaper Chieftain and the fallen court official.

“Emperor, forgive me…”

Her silver iron hand was on the trigger, ready to pull the trigger of this ancient holy relic, shoot the fire of punishment at the alien, and ensure that the bodies of the sisters would not be desecrated.

“Stop her!” The Shaper Chieftain shouted in the Kroot language, followed by the terrifying Kroot war cry that shocked people.

Just as the other Kroots rushed forward, Sister Arabella had already taken a fire-breathing posture, and the two sides were ready to fight to the death.

The ship suddenly trembled violently.

The pilgrimage ship, which was 20 kilometers long and weighed hundreds of millions of tons, shook violently. Both Sister Arabella and the Kroots who rushed up could not help but shift their feet.

Arabella barely stood firm with her power boots and pulled the trigger at the cannibal alien that pounced in the air.

Huh!

A golden-red flame shot out from the nozzle like a fire dragon, and the extremely high flame of tens of thousands of degrees instantly sprayed these jumping aliens into ashes.

(My favorite model of the Sister of the Angel of Purity, which doesn’t look like the official model of the GW style)

“Hold on, Sister Dalina, I will never abandon any pure soul.”

While the other Kroots were shaken down the steps and piled together in a mess, with no time to care about anything else, Arabella seized the opportunity, stepped forward, and immediately ran to the injured court official who fell to the ground, spraying promethium heat at the Kroots below, while pulling up the unconscious court official.

“Saint Arabella, please give me strength and protection! Haah!”

With a labored and forbearing scream, the powerful power given by the power armor was further strengthened by the power of faith under the shining golden rose beads. She grabbed the court official wearing the nun’s power armor with one hand and carried him on the silver wing shoulder armor.

This amazing arm strength shocked the Kroots.

The other Kroots were also shocked. They were sure that the human in front of them was indeed a female, not a group of genetically modified hunks.

Suddenly, a Kroot shaman called the Shaper Chieftain in his own language, pointing to the void outside the porthole.

The chieftain just turned his head and looked out the porthole.

The firelight exploding in the void was reflected in the unclean black eyes, and their clan sphere (a sphere of light cruiser specifications) exploded.

(The Kroot war celestial body transformed into a battleship by the Empire, the clan sphere is the “spherical core” in the center. This spherical core is considered by the Empire to be a threat to the light cruiser level in terms of firepower, but its mass may not be smaller than an Imperial cruiser, about 28 million tons.)