Chapter 259 04.0258: "The Fury of 'Volcanic Rock'"

Ten minutes before the skyfire arrived.

"What a cute little guy." A girl who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old laughed in a voice as sweet as a silver bell. The pair of delicate hands that stroked the little boy's cheek were eerily pale, which was one of the side effects of frequent rejuvenation surgeries.

The lavender thin lips slightly opened, and the long winding tongue licked a little boy with a ball gagged in his mouth, his hands tied up, his whole body trembling, and his eyes full of fear. Like a gentle big sister next door, she comforted him:
"Don't be afraid, this is a very happy thing~ Look how happy she is~
Sister, I will become one with you next~
Your blood and your spirit nourish my heart, and you will be able to stay in my body forever."

Behind the woman was a scene of decadence.

A cute little girl has a bright red fruit stuffed in her mouth. She appears to be intoxicated and in an unconscious state of joy. She is dressed up as a naked girl, lying in purple soup, with her body covered with delicious food.

Under the influence of the drug, she was unable to move. Her eyes were full of charm that did not match her age. She giggled from time to time, full of anticipation.

Because she knew that when these people finished eating the food with the sauce on their bodies, it would be her turn next.

That’s how her friend shed her mortal body and joined everyone in attaining bliss before her.

"Hmm~ah~" The girl's eyes were filled with peach blossoms and there was a smile on her lips.

However, the hell's scouts in the distance could only see through the telescope a group of sinful gourmets licking their long tongues around her, sharpening their knives and approaching the human body.

call out! !

Suddenly, screams pierced the sky. These guys, who were no longer normal people, raised their heads in surprise and looked around.

Bang! An airdrop capsule with a green background and yellow dragon pattern printed on it landed outside the window of the hall, and the flying debris shattered the gorgeous hand-carved glass.

A cult member went to the window and looked at the object falling from the sky in disbelief. The first thought that came to his mind was that such a huge thing could fall precisely in front of him.

Gada!

Five ceramic steel springboards unfold like petals.

The first one to rush out was the fully armed champion of the Salamander Company, Battle-Brother Bryant.

He had no intention of recovering from the shock of falling to the ground. He strode forward, raised his arm, and with a sharp elbow, he smashed the magnificent wall.

Amid the falling wall debris, his other hand accurately pinched the cultist's head.

"Heretic, you will pay for your sins with death, even if it is far from enough."

Bang! He swung his hand back and broke the cultist's head.

The other cultists looked in horror at these tall warriors wearing dark green power armor and scarlet goggles, looking like they had walked out of hell.

Seeing that the situation was not good, some of them began to retreat.

boom!
The wall behind the retreating people also shattered instantly, and streams of blazing flames sprayed on these cultists.

“Ah!! Ah! Ah!!!”

The painful screams mixed with inhuman high pitches spread throughout the entire island mansion with incredible penetrating power without any attenuation.

"Brother Sarkan, take these two kids out," the company champion said to the oncoming Salamander.

"give it to me."

The tall Salamander warrior pulled down the curtains that had not yet been ignited by the flames, fished out the confused girl lying motionless in the sauce, and wrapped her in flannel.

Then he stomped on the head of the mutant woman who was lying on the ground with a serious injury, and used a chainsword to cut off the chains that bound the boy's hands.

"Kids, you're all right," the salamander named Sarkan soothed them. In order not to scare the children, he took off his hideous pig-mouthed helmet.

The girl was instantly awakened from the illusion, but her body was still unable to move. Her green eyes looked at the angel with dark skin and fiery eyes.

Tears of fear flowed from the corners of my eyes.

call!
On the outskirts of the island, the precisely landed Astartes and Hell's Vanguards were fighting against the guards guarding this pedophile island.

With the help of these mortals and the guidance from the ground, no airdrop capsule hit the wrong spot.

The three company Salamanders, which often suffered casualties due to their rapid pursuit, reduced their casualties to zero during the deployment phase.

The Salamander's flamethrowers set the watchtowers and walls on fire. Everywhere were cultists who were on fire, running around screaming, each one more cruel than the last.

Many cultists whose bodies were on fire even chose to jump directly from the cliff into the sea in panic.

The Blood Angels gathered around the captain. To the furious and advancing Salamanders, the Blood Angels, who were only providing long-range fire support with their bolters, seemed a little redundant at this moment.

Fires were everywhere. The fire lizards' fiery red eyes could be further enhanced in the flames. They skillfully manipulated the promethium weapons in the fire. The tongues of fire twisted deftly in their hands, sometimes burning the enemies with waves of flames, and sometimes driving and hunting the fleeing heretics like a whip.

On the contrary, the Blood Angels are more likely to be aroused by the "Illusion of Signus" in the flames.

In order to avoid unnecessary friendly injuries, the Blood Angels did not take the next step immediately after clearing the enemies near their landing point. "Go to the underground part." Captain Afel issued a new tactical order to the Blood Angels after receiving the holographic tactical map sent from the underground by the Hell's Vanguard Fifth Infiltration Team.
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After leaving half of the Salamanders warriors to hunt down the remaining enemies on the ground and protect the rescued survivors, Captain Agathon of the Salamanders walked down Channel 6 with half of their battle brothers.

In the underground passage, Horatio saw an engraved plaque. These cultists seemed to call this underground structure surrounded by the sea "Atlantis".

As he advanced, he discovered that these cultists, who had come to their senses, did not rush towards the invaders, but instead relied on the internal terrain to continuously block the Astartes' attacks.

The heavy weapons team blocked the roads, set up booby traps and automatic turrets, and released colorful poisonous fog that was difficult to distinguish between real and fake. However, this time, the Salamanders and the Blood Angels cooperated.

The Salamanders charged forward with short-range torrent weapons, responsible for close-range breakthroughs, while the Blood Angels used bolters to provide cover fire for the Salamanders.

The Hell Snipers used their thermal carbines to accurately snipe enemies operating heavy weapons, and marked targets for the Blood Angels, allowing them to destroy the turrets with dense large-caliber explosive shells.

Once these dark green black giants approach, the only thing waiting for these cultists is the punishment of flames of thousands of degrees.

"That's very strange," said Horatio.

"What did you find?" asked Captain Afiel as he inspected the underground buildings.

"According to the intelligence sent by our reconnaissance team, a large number of their personnel are just huddled at the bottom level, not knowing why they are not moving. The small number of enemies we encountered seem to be only trying to delay our advance."

"In other words, they are protecting something." Captain Afiel understood.

"It could be a cult ritual going on, just like the one in the church." Brother Romain Rolland was already familiar with the behavior of these cultists.

"Then we must not let them succeed."

The Blood Angels increased their speed, using jump packs to launch flanking attacks.

The further they went, the more Chaos-contaminated anomalies they discovered.

When breaking into the fifth floor, a purple meat carpet with a gelatinous surface that looked like octopus tentacles extended from the ventilation duct.

Those detained here have been contaminated to varying degrees.

The children and women imprisoned here began to mutate, growing sticky and twisted tumorous tentacles or crab-clawed horns.

Some people even had their limbs grow together, turning into monsters of flesh and blood, howling in pain.

"Brother Captain." Sarkan looked at the captain and said, "Please give the order."

"May the Emperor bless their souls and grant them relief from their bodies."

"As you command." Sarkhan put on his helmet, hiding the expression on his face.

Horatio couldn't help but look at Sarkhan, who had not yet been transformed into Primaris and was wearing MK.7 Skyhawk Power Armor, standing side by side with two Salamanders.

The nozzle emitting residual smoke was pointed at the cells where hundreds of people were imprisoned.

"It's the angel of the Emperor of God. We are saved!"

"No! What are you going to do?!"

"No! Save us!"

"Uncle, we don't want to die, save us."

"I want to live, please don't kill us."

The cries, wails, sobs and desperate curses of women and children were heard everywhere.

The impact of these cries was intensified dozens of times under the manipulation of the Pleasure Evil God. They crushed their senses like a tsunami, causing the brains of those who heard them to feel as painful as if they were being cut by a knife.

He was trying to shake the faith of these resolute warriors, tormenting their hearts, trying to use self-blame, guilt and pain to make them surrender and make them hate themselves.

The volcanic rocks silently endured the invisible mental screams and prepared to fire. In order to grant these contaminated people quick relief, they adjusted their flamethrowers from combat endurance mode to maximum firepower.

"Fire." The trigger was pulled, and the blazing flames instantly engulfed all the wailing and sobbing. After a few seconds, the screaming in the cage full of twisted human-shaped carbonized creatures came to an abrupt end.

"Go forward and keep up with the main force."

The three salamanders turned their heads resolutely and looked forward, then ran forward with big strides.

If it were any other member of the Salamander Company, they might have been shaken when faced with the previous scene, or they might have struggled for a long time after the execution.

But they were the Third Company, the indestructible volcanic rock.

They are a combination of sensibility and rationality, and they clearly know their mission.

They will carry with them a burning rage of vengeance, a hatred unmatched by any other, and will unleash even greater flames upon the enemies of the Emperor.

(End of this chapter)