Chapter 312

Boom!

Amid the roar of building collapse, a statue of a one eyed nun gazed at yazdan through broken stained glass windows.

The fire reflected his black armor in red, blue and yellow through the window.

The explosion shook the gravel filled streets.

A shell burst above his head, causing the church to pour a burst of heavy concrete fragments on the priest and his team.

In the windows of the superstructure, evil believers with tattoos on their faces looked out. When they found the emperor's angels, they spit thick phlegm at them, or occasionally shoot a few shots to achieve the same effect.

They have completely abandoned their respect for the emperor.

An angry roar poured out of azdan's throat. If he hadn't been waiting for another team to assemble opposite the destroyed church, he would have rushed up and tore up the mortals alive.

But now it's a battlefield, and the task is above all else.

He looked through the broken gate to the central hall. The open space was full of piles of rubble and bodies, and the ancient flag with hundreds of years of history was burning in the ruins.

"Arrive at the eastern entrance, brother priest."

A friendly report came from the communication channel. It was a recruit team of soul drinkers.

The two regiments jointly launched a general attack on the first parish occupied by evil believers and demons. Yazdan also participated in it, and also undertook the task of coordinating the joint action with the soul drinker team.

"Our team is also ready to cover."

Another report sounded in yazdan's ear. The priest glanced back and saw the destroyer team of soul drinkers aiming their heavy weapons on the roof across the street.

"Such a filthy invasion should occur in the territory sheltered by the emperor."

Yazdan said angrily to all the fighting brothers:

"Appease his soul with explosives and blades, honor his will and start attacking!"

"For the emperor!"

The warriors of the astral knight and the soul drinker responded by roaring at the same time.

In the sky, thunder eagles and storm crows passed at the right time, casting a rain of death, enveloping the five kilometer long area in fire and smoke.

The priest walked up the steps in anger and rushed through the broken door. The explosive pistol was in his right hand, the priest's Scepter was in his left hand, and the hair of the hammer decorated with the eagle's head gave a faint blue light, casting a sharp shadow around the church hall.

The star knight team following him attacked the enemy position with explosive guns and automatic guns. The explosion shook the windows and walls of the superstructure, and the bodies fell from the railings of the corridor above, dragging heavy blood into the rubble.

When the concrete rubble was crushed under his feet, the priest turned sharply to the right and walked towards the spiral staircase next to the remains of a small altar.

On the other side of the nave, the soul drinkers were moving towards the steps of the church catacombs.

This ancient church, which has stood for thousands of years, is divided into two parts, above and below the ground. It is the core of enemy resistance in the current area. If you want armored forces to drive straight into the main urban area, you must completely uproot this stronghold.

"Destroy these pseudo emperor executioners!"

When yazdan reached the bottom of the stairs, the ambushed heretics suddenly opened fire, and the smoke and debris from bullets and explosions swept towards him.

When he stepped on the steps, he was surrounded by the sparks from the bullets, the guns beat the metal and sent out a harsh scream, and the whole stairs trembled under his feet.

Behind the priest, the star knights were firing back, and the whole middle hall was surrounded by the roar of explosive guns.

The flash of fire split the dark space, and small-scale explosions filled the upper corridor.

Azdan arrived in the corridor with light enemy fire, and the environment here was even darker.

With a command, he switched the sensing system to heat sensing.

Several cultists in priest robes lay lifeless on the marble floor, and the cold blood gathered into a seemingly greasy pool.

He found the Yellow thermal imaging outline of the living enemy at the end of the corridor, and their muzzle was dazzling white, pouring bullets into the team below.

The priest picked up his pistol.

When his finger touched the trigger, a aiming cross suddenly jumped into his sight.

His first shot hit a heretic in the head, and the thermal imaging showed blood splashing on the wall.

The next two rounds hit his next target in the chest, ripping open his chest and ribs and tearing up his internal organs.

In his superhuman keen senses, the cultists seemed to turn to him in slow motion and aim their weapons at this emerging threat.

His fourth shot ripped off another enemy's shoulder, and the impact caused the guy to spin out of the porch.

As the first bullet passed yazdan, he heard more star soldiers climbing the stairs behind him.

After sending another bomb to the abdomen of the enemy holding a heavy logging gun in the distance, yazdan quickly glanced at his right - there were more cults gathered in the middle hall, and the other party obviously planned to launch a counterattack.

Suddenly, he saw a rocket running towards him with flame, and the warhead just hit the concrete wall beside him.

When the explosion hit the priest, he had knocked open a nearby door for the first time, relying on the wall to avoid the direct impact.

A few seconds later, he got up from the ruins of the wall, and more bullets came from the other end of the corridor.

"Kill the rebels!"

He roared and rushed straight to the cults. The explosive gun fire from his combat brothers passed by him and hit a humble bunker built of broken furniture and wall hanging.

As the priest rushed to the bunker, he emptied his blaster pistols at the heretics and held them down.

When he reached the bunker, he jumped high, stepped on a broken cabinet with one foot, and smashed the other foot into the face of a strong mortal who was attacking him with a long knife.

The heretic head burst like a balloon in the impact of plastic steel, and the headless body fell back to the ground.

The next second, the priest's Scepter blocked another enemy's arm and broke down muscles and bones.

Then there was another kick that destroyed the feet of a guy who was going to attack with a grenade.

Felt something hit the power armor backpack, yazdan immediately turned and hit his elbow on the face of a guy holding a sharp pick. At the moment when the broken teeth scattered like glass beads, a large amount of brain tissue was evenly smeared on his joints.

Just a few breathing rooms, the narrow space behind the bunker becomes a slaughterhouse.

If we say, the combat of other star soldiers is efficient and deadly.

Then yazdan was furious, efficient and deadly. In his eyes, any blasphemy against the emperor must be punished with the cruelest punishment.

He is not only a preacher, but also a disciplinarian.

But he didn't notice that there was a sudden sweetness in the air——

"Huh?"

When he realized that something was approaching, yazdan instinctively stepped back.

Suddenly, a heavy crab claw swung out of the shadow and hit the right side of his helmet. The serrations on the claw scraped off the paint and some ceramic steel on the helmet.

When she missed, the Banshee immediately withdrew from the melee range of yazdan.

The angry priest immediately threw the empty pistol into the devil's face, fought for a moment, then rushed up, kicked the other party's knee and put the other party down.

The devil struggled to resist on the ground, and the eagle emblem of the priest's Scepter was activated, which dazzled it for a moment.

Then yazdan held up the priest's scepter and smashed the guy's face. The eagle wings decorated on the head of the scepter were deeply buried in the enemy's head, and the rotten flesh and blood disintegrated in an instant.