Chapter 114 03.0113: "We protected the people he once protected"

Near the church, the remaining demons' eyes glowed red, and after letting out a terrible scream, their bodies caught fire and soon turned to ashes.

The evil symbol on the ground in front of the church was gone. Apart from the blood and corpses all over the ground, there was not even any sign of demonic invasion.

The Cursed Legion of Battle Sisters completed their mission. They stood where they were, looking at the holy land they were guarding with reluctance.

"May the Emperor guide your future path and light the dawn of hope in desperate situations." Horatio could hear their ethereal and pleasant voices.

He slowly raised his head and saw the battle sisters gradually turning into golden dust and drifting away into the distance.

The Blood Angels felt dizzy. They seemed to see a golden-armored angel who looked like the Father of Genes and Sanguino fighting with Kabanha, but everything seemed like a hazy dream, an illusory and unrealistic dream.

Until a loud roar came from the church.

Without his enemies, Brother Romain Rolland began to scream in pain and slashed wildly.

Horatio rushed into the church. Brother Romain Rolland looked at the golden-armored angel rushing towards him with surprise in his eyes, and did not launch another attack.

Until the golden-armored angel crashed into him, pushing him back until he was pressed against the statue of their genetic father.

"Pay for my father's life!" Brother Romain Rolland roared with his head raised, trying to resist.

A red tear from the statue's eyes slid down from above, falling exactly on him.

'The sins and crimes of the past should not be borne by you.'

At last the vision of his Primarch's death, which had tortured him so much, began to fade away.

But the Blood Angel had cried until his eyes were blind, and tears of blood oozed from the corners of his eyes. At the same time, his other senses became unusually sharp.

"Father... I'm sorry." He clenched his hands, curled up his upper body, and kept murmuring in pain.

Finally, he staggered to the ground and fell into a coma.

"Brother Romain Rolland!" His battle-brother quickly ran from the gate to check on his condition.

The golden light in Horatio's eyes gradually dissipated. Since the moment the rift widened in the previous battle, he had been knocked unconscious by the surge of psychic energy. However, his eyes were open, but what he saw was blurry like a dream.

He leaned against the statue, sweat dripping from his forehead.

He had a strange feeling. His muscles were sore, but he was full of energy. He even felt that he could fight another game.

"+Potential Energy Burst 'Wrath of Sanguinius' (Fragment of Feather) has been unlocked: can be activated in high psychic environment when the potential reaches 1000+"

[Remnant Feather?... That means it's at the primary level. It looks much weaker than today's state.] Horatio sighed. It seems that he still has a long way to go if he wants to master this powerful force in the future.

By analyzing the clues, everything that happened today should be an accidental event that occurred after many coincidences came together.

It happened to be the Feast of Sanguinius, and next to it was the statue of Sanguinius, and his offspring, with inexplicably high spiritual power, Kabanha...

Regardless of whether the angel today is Sanguinius or Sanguinius, based on Horatio's understanding of Warhammer, the appearances of these two are not common. Next time, he will not take risks like today unless it is absolutely necessary.

If the angel didn't show up, he would be the one to die. He only had one life and he couldn't afford to take the risk.

[If I have a chance to go to Baal in the future, maybe I can visit Mephiston and learn something from him?] Horatio thought.

He looked at the unconscious Blood Angel, and thought of the tragedy of the Gene Father that he had witnessed, and a sense of sadness arose in his heart.

But Horatio did not believe that Sanguinius was truly dead. Even if that was the case, there was still Sanguinius, who was like a father to him, to protect his offspring.

Whatever the truth is, today, the holy light of the angels once again dispelled the scarlet and darkness for the empire, bringing light to the people that Sanguinius once protected.

For Brother Romain Rolland, there is still a long way to go in the future.

The loss of sight could be compensated by technology, but if the black rage continued, then he really could only wait for death.

"Horatio." Louise walked out of the holy room. She looked weak, tired, pale, with messy hair and blood stains at the corners of her mouth, but fortunately she was still able to move.

"Are you hurt?" she asked, clinging to Horatio eagerly.

"I'm fine. How do you feel now?" "Sister Arabella checked and the injury is not serious. Thank you, this saved my life." Louise took out the rose rosary stained with blood.

Horatio chuckled and nodded.

Then he saw Leidos and Fideo being carried out on stretchers.

"Sorry, Sergeant Major, I can't salute you now." Leidos, who had lost both arms, smiled bitterly on his pale face, "But I was planning to replace both arms with mechanical arms, and these damn demons helped me with that."

"Fortunately, my stomach and intestines were not injured, otherwise it would be dangerous. But it really hurts." Fideo saluted while covering his wound, biting his lower lip and squeezing out the words.

"Take good care of your injuries, guys." Horatio breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that they were still energetic. He saluted the two solemnly.

He looked at a figure kneeling on the ground. Archie, covered in blood, was kneeling on the ground, covering the bodies on the stretchers one by one with blood-stained white cloth.

"Archie, are you okay? Are you hurt?" Horatio walked up to him and called softly.

"Horatio, I'm the only one left in our group. I couldn't save anyone." He continued to kneel, trying hard to hold back his tears, but his voice couldn't stop sobbing.

It was not until a long while later that he stood up shakily, turned to Horatio and saluted, his eyes red and swollen.

Horatio looked at the blood on the white cloth, held his breath, and returned Archie's salute.

Today he has witnessed too many great sacrifices and too much destruction.

Looking at his sacrificed comrades, he felt mixed emotions like everyone else, but he could not show his sadness and sorrow to anyone.

Because he is their role model, the captain-in-chief of the Hell Vanguard, he shoulders a lot and must set a strong example.

"They performed very well today, and we should be proud of them." Horatio's lips trembled slightly and he forced a smile.

He gave Archie a hug and punched him in the back.

Archie bit his lower lip, forced a smile and nodded.

"We defeated the enemy, we protected his people, we protected these children. They are an example for every warrior, may their souls rest on the Golden Throne."

"May their souls rest on the Golden Throne."

Horatio stood up straight and patted him on the shoulder: "Be strong, Archie. We will continue to fight until mankind finally usher in peace."

He turned his head to look at the majestic statue of Sanguinius.

“Just as Sanguinius hoped, our mission is to bring peace and hope to the future of mankind, so that more people can live in peace.

This is the Emperor's noble vision. Even if it means burning ourselves, we are His navy, His warriors. Sacrifice is not terrible, as long as our sacrifice is valuable. The Emperor expects everyone to fulfill their duties. "

Archie looked at the children in the holy room who had survived the disaster and were reunited with their families, and the light in his eyes began to shine again.

"Eternal glory to mankind." He saluted Horatio solemnly.

　When I was playing Helldivers the other day, Super Earth gave the player a choice between rescuing children and anti-tank mines.

　　At that time, I went to the evacuation children's hospital on Vernon Wells, and I met a foreign guy who spoke English. When he first came in, he complained that players came to Vernon Wells to rescue children. He said that he didn't care about the lives of these little brats, and the Helldivers should focus on longer-term goals.

　　At that time, we were fighting against the N9 robot, which was very difficult. The mission time limit was almost up, and the super destroyer had already flown out of the low-earth orbit. At that time, someone asked if we should retreat, and the brother who disliked children was the first to stand up and say: You retreat, I will fight here to the end. Although these little brats are annoying, if we can't save their lives, at least they won't die too lonely.

　　In the end, we laughed at him for saying one thing but doing another, and everyone gave up on evacuating, and in the final stage, we completed the task of evacuating the children's hospital.

　　After the mission was completed, the production team donated money to the Gaza Children's Rescue Organization in real life to help Palestinian children in the war.

　　Perhaps several years later, a new group of Jedi Divers received a server-wide mission, and time was running out, and they had to choose between combat readiness and saving frozen meat. All the soldiers spontaneously gave up the new combat readiness and went to save the old frozen meat, just because they were also saved by such a group of big brothers and sisters in the past.

　　"It's our turn to protect you this time."

　　Neither the Super-Earth nor the Human Empire may be a good regime, but the dawn of hope and perseverance will illuminate the way to the future for human civilization in this dark world.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)