Chapter 260 04.0259: "Sex Devil"

"Stop these ignorant invaders who are destroying the ceremony! Tonight is the day when the goddess is born. We will surely receive her blessings and enjoy her glory forever! Then, the goddess will kill these enemies! And give us everything we want!!"

At the bottom level, the high priest standing in the center of the venue was holding a thick purple-covered book in his hand. He waved his scepter and roared. Then, he led the believers to sing prayers in their blessed and mutated voices.

"Crazy dreams, a journey of tenderness!

Forgive the sins! Eat the people and eat the filth!
All the filth! Desire and lust!
No worries, no restraint! No rules, no suffering!
Have mercy on me and love me! Fellow practitioners are in bliss! "

……

Surrounded by a chorus of profane prayers.

The 66 pairs of men and women turned a deaf ear to the approaching gunshots and continued to concentrate on making love.

On the altar at the front was a sleeping girl.

She was none other than the girl with heterochromatic eyes that Horatio wanted to find.

She was still wearing the cheap plain clothes distributed by the orphanage, lying quietly on the purple jade altar, her face pale.

If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of her chest, anyone would have thought she was dead.

The ritual had not yet reached the final stage, and these cultists would not kill or defile her now.

Because this is a sacrifice to the "goddess" they call it.

Once the 'goddess' is born, her flesh and blood will be needed to replenish her energy and serve as an arcane conductor to awaken her great psychic power.

A needle was inserted into the girl's artery, and the bright red blood was flowing along the thin blood grooves on the altar, into the ground, and then into a magnificent crucible along the corresponding blood grooves.

A large dish was placed on top of the crucible, with an extremely blasphemous mark of love between a man and a woman carved in the middle, and a gorgeous irregular purple gem was placed on the base.

Even with just one glance, one can feel the surging evil energy emanating from the crystal fragment.

666 bright red hearts float in the crucible, and the pumped blood merges with the milky white body fluids in the pot.

A beautiful woman tied up with iron chains was screaming and struggling.

She was carried to the altar by six men and women and forced into the vat.

The woman struggled and flapped her arms, but she couldn't float up. It was as if there were tentacles in the water dragging her down.

After a while, her head was submerged in the lotion, leaving only her snow-white, delicate wrists and slender hands struggling in the air.

Finally, even the fingertips were engulfed by the lotion.

"Prince of Darkness, King of Debauchery, Lord of Pleasure, the lost one pays tribute here. With the heart of the false emperor's followers, the soul of the dark heir, and the blood of the virgin of the famous ancient family, I pray for six blessings..."

After a while, the gem gradually began to emit dazzling rays of light.

The light in the space above the gem began to distort, and the distorted psychedelic scene shrank and became smaller with the gem as the center point.

hum! ! !
The shrunken space was instantly released from the gem 6 seconds later, and a disturbing purple energy instantly tore apart the space of the real universe.

The secret room, which was brightly lit just now, became dim in an instant. The light and purple mist, which was either light or heavy, kept the brightness at an ambiguous level.

In the blink of an eye, the male and female believers who were having sex and moaning on the ground turned into creatures with pincers on their hands, long black tongues sticking out, pale skin without blood, horns on their heads, black eyes with white pupils, and bodies fused into a blasphemous half-male, half-female appearance.

The advancing Space Marines and Hell Troopers suddenly received a psychic danger alert.

"We are a step too late, cousin. A rift has already opened." Captain Afel said solemnly: "Faith protection!"

The two chapter chaplains from the two companies raised their priestly staffs, waved their rosaries, and began to chant the Purity Prayer in unison.

A faint golden light fell on the bodies of the fighting brothers.

But under such a surging tide of purple evil energy, the light became noticeably dimmer.

The Chapter Priest's prayers can still protect against fel contamination here, but what if the team goes a step further?

"Thei, which floor are you on?" Horatio asked Thei before the communication became unclear.

"Not far behind you, I can hear gunshots."

"The rift has opened, activate the emergency plan."

"understood."

Yin Shuyao followed Thei and, under the escort of the guards, walked from the first floor to the sixth floor.

On the way, she saw a tragic scene that she would never forget in her life.

She looked at the charred bodies stuck together in the dark cage, her heart pounding wildly as if it was about to jump out of her body.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her hand, and the Zhongchao girl trembled with fear.

Thei held her hand and shook his head, signaling her not to look anymore, lest she lose focus when activating the spell of sending spirits and suffer backlash, ending up like her mother.

Da da da!
Thei suddenly heard dense footsteps coming from behind him. The footsteps were messy, some were heavy, and some were light.

[Enemy?] She pulled out her ladies' self-defense pistol.

The naval infantrymen guarding around him quickly formed two rows, formed a kneeling firing line, and aimed at the direction they were coming from.

When figures emerged from the darkness with a faint golden glow, the soldiers realized that these people were battle sisters of the Holy Rose Order and the salamanders guarding the surface.

Leading the group was a female witch-hunter wearing a wide-brimmed hat and with a stern face.

"Has the rift been opened?"

“Yes, we are in the early stages of expansion.”

"We must block it in time before it reaches the middle stage of expansion." The witch hunter turned behind her and greeted the head nun: "Head nun, please."

"Sisters, use the Emperor's consecrated faith to dispel the darkness that lies ahead."

The hymn array on the power backpack of a fully armed nun began to play.

The Holy Rose Battle Sisters lined up in a square formation, holding grenade launchers in their hands, playing the rhythm of hymns, chanting in harmony, and advancing forward in unison.

This is the iconic combat method of the Holy Rose Sisters - the Consecrated Battle Array.

Their silver armor has a high resistance to psychic energy, and combined with the power of faith brought by the chorus of hymns in formation, this seemingly classical and backward tactical method has protected their purity countless times from the corrupted claws of the Chaos enemy.

The Salamanders and Blood Angels heard the holy singing coming from behind them. After quickly clearing out the enemies around the six arches, the Astartes retreated under the protection of their respective chapter priests.

Aboard each of the Battle Barges, the Chapter Librarians are confined to their dedicated meditation chambers, doing their utmost to combat the Corruption and curb its spread.

With the help of the Sisters of Battle, they successfully contained it in this secret room, and the expansion of the rift slowed down.

Now, it takes a warrior to explore the dangers ahead and open the door.

Captain Agaton walked towards the gate without saying a word.

Whoosh!
He raised the flaming hammer in his hand high, and then smashed it heavily on the door with a whistling sound and flames.

With just one strike, the thick and wide door was deformed violently, and the middle door was torn off the wall and flew into the house.

The moment the door opened, a poisonous tongue like a thorn shot towards the company commander, who quickly took a step back to dodge.

Hundreds of ferocious horned monsters laughed happily and shrilly, rushing out of the secret room at a speed that left an afterimage.

"Filthy evil! Sisters, fire!"

The sword in the head nun's hand was blazing with flames. She nimbly dodged the pincers that were stabbing at her waist and abdomen, and chopped off the arm of the succubus with a backhanded sword.

Suddenly, the sound of violent gunfire spread throughout the entire sixth underground floor.

Although the Godwin-Diaz bolters used by the Sisters of Battle are excellent weapons, their rate of fire and ammunition capacity are at a disadvantage when facing these cunning and agile demons.

The lust demon relied on the anti-gravity evil power to run around recklessly on the walls and ceiling.

Under the lightning-fast attack of the inhuman creatures, the imperial troops soon suffered casualties.

A fire lizard had its forearm cut off by a claw hanging from the ceiling. If his comrades had not used a flamethrower to drive away the demon in time, the end of the fire lizard would have been very serious.

The ominous purple air near the wound was corroding the dark flesh under the ceramic steel armor. The injured fire lizard gritted its teeth and burned the broken end with fire, purifying the corrosion, but also leaving only a short section of the arm.

The Blood Angels were thrown into disarray and drawn into close combat, facing the threat of being divided at any moment.

The demons seemed to have a special liking for these blond handsome men, and began to surround them amidst the shrill singing that ordinary people could not understand.

The battle sisters had to advance forward, forming a salient point on the battle line and attracting the attacks of the succubi.

Even though they formed a phalanx, the Emperor's daughters still inevitably suffered casualties during the advance.

The lust demon, so fast that only its afterimage remained, kept attacking the weak flanks of the phalanx.

The various teams of Hell's Vanguards retreated their defenses and provided cover on the flanks and rear of the battle nuns' formations.

The hot-fire carbines and hot-wire volley guns fired at full capacity, making up for the lack of rate of fire of the Sisters' weapons, and the Imperial Navy's multi-threaded locking device once again played a huge role in the battle.

Through the built-in LAN, wherever the scouts look, everyone's aiming line will be marked.

Whether it is the Scout himself, the Battle Sister, or the Astartes, they can all see whether the target is locked on by others.

Although the Astartes themselves have similar equipment, it can only be used on the combat brothers in the tactical squad and cannot be used in collaboration with mortals.

But there were too many of these demons, and it happened too quickly.

The nuns on the flanks had no time to react to the attacks coming from multiple directions, both overhead and from the flanks. Several of them were stabbed by the lust demon's poisonous tail and fell to the ground in pain.

A nun whose thigh was pierced began to see hallucinations. The wound emitted an eye-catching purple light, and her rough skin, which had been lacking maintenance due to ascetic training, began to become as smooth and delicate as porcelain.

She felt the happiness and satisfaction welling up from the bottom of her heart, a feeling she had never experienced in her life before. She had never realized that the world was so vivid, with so many beautiful things waiting for her to experience and enjoy, even the air was filled with sweet smells in her senses.

The wounded battle nun took off her helmet involuntarily and laughed uncontrollably to herself. The white of one of her eyes changed from purple to pure black, and the pupil shrank into a vertical slit.

"I'm sorry, sister." The elder sister who was responsible for ensuring the purity and discipline of the sisters had to shoot these sisters who had been sown with the source of corruption by the devil's thorns.

Bang! Plop.

The battle nun, who was forcibly corrupted from the inside by the wound, fell to the ground, and the last expression on her face was frozen at the moment of relief.

A Salamander walked silently to the side of the nun's body. In order to protect the bodies of these daughters of the Emperor from being snatched away and desecrated by demons, he pulled the trigger of the flamethrower and completely cremated them into ashes.

Everyone formed a link in this huge square formation, escorting the girl who mastered the art of sending gods closer to the rift.

That is the source of the demons' power. Without the psychic energy brought by the rift, these demons will become very weak.

But this distance of only a hundred meters, under the harassment of hundreds of lust demons, made everyone feel as if they were on an Odyssey-like expedition.

People kept getting injured and falling down, and people kept being executed by their own people.

But everyone's steps were very firm.

The bald high priest showed an uneasy expression when he saw a huge phalanx of soldiers advancing towards him slowly and steadily.

The expression on his face wavered, and he hesitated whether to escape from the rift with the girl as a sacrifice.

But if that happens, the goddess's descent ceremony will be interrupted, and he will inevitably be punished by God in the future. However, if the team rushes in front of him, causing the ceremony to fail, he will also be punished by God.

Horatio could safely see the gem through the blessed visor of his helmet.

At this moment, the gem was twisting in the air like gel, and eventually gradually turned into a human body.

Its face was as pink and tender as that of a young girl, causing the crazy believers present to feel ecstatic and fanciful.

Her eyes were like stars, with six layers of eyelid-less margins underneath, and long, curled eyelashes that fluttered every six breaths, releasing a sweet and luscious scent.

The fallen believer kneeling near it twitched his nostrils and opened his mouth to a strange angle with his chin close to his chest, exposing his moist, wriggling bright red throat to the light pink air, just to greedily swallow a little more of that generous gift of supreme pleasure.

Eventually, these people continued to receive blessings and shed their mortal bodies.

Those six pairs of eyes looked directly at Horatio, passing over all the people and objects in front of them, full of tenderness, as if they were lovers who had been waiting for a long reunion.

This reminded him of the time when he first came to this world and was about to be kidnapped to be used as a demon host to summon demons.

In other words, he himself was actually the sacrifice chosen from the beginning.

This further proves that my coming to this world is by no means a coincidence of time travel, but is most likely the product of the game and struggle between the gods.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard behind me.

(End of this chapter)