Chapter 122 My son?

One hundred and sixty-nine pious and pure Khadians who had not changed loudly recited the prayer written by Zhou Yun.

They and the thirteen leading battle sisters each held three burning candles in their hands, and the flames flickered with their loud prayers.

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!”

“In the four hundred thousand years of humankind, the Power Fist Holy Blood Corps!”

“Help the emperor to kill insects, fifty-five days in the underworld!”

“There’s no rain, the ground is parched, and the eyes of insects are all red!”

“The angels are worried, let’s go down the mountain together to spread the word!”

A powerful and unique singing voice rang out from behind the battlefield.

General Droste looked behind him in confusion, and Reina’s eyes were also full of confusion.

As their singing sounded, several streams of smoke popped out from the flames of the burning candles, floating in the sky, and the barrier between the subspace and reality became a little thinner.

“scare!!!!”

The brain worm seemed to have sensed something and let out a sharp roar. Its powerful psychic power directly lifted up the collapsed statue on the battlefield.
The rubble turned into missiles and smashed into the Cadia warriors in the position.

However, before the missiles could touch the Astra Militarum, they suddenly hovered in mid-air.

Reina controlled her psychic energy to resist the powerful attack of the brain worm.
She forced herself to stand up. She felt the tattoo of the Holy Word on her cheek seemed to be getting slightly hot.

With the strange prayers and songs of the Astra Militarum soldiers behind her, she felt the existence of the Warp more clearly than ever before.

She could even sense a light in the warp flying towards Asford, which grew brighter as time went on.

“It can actually be prayed out?!” Lena couldn’t help but exclaimed in amazement.

She suddenly remembered that Zhou Yun said that she was chosen by the angel.
Jeanne is truly the Emperor’s chosen one, and Zhou Yun seems to be the Angel’s chosen one as well.
“No way, I’m the only one who’s fake.”

The corners of Reina’s eyes couldn’t help but twitch a few times, but she knew she didn’t have time to think about it now.

The white light gradually coming from the subspace is amplifying its own psychic power and weakening the psychic power of the brain worm.
She had to hold the line!
“Not an alien! Not Chaos! Recite the prayer and the holy words!”

“Raise the yellow card! Offer incense! Please come, all the Primarchs from each cave!”

Seeing the white light in the corner of his eyes becoming clearer and clearer, Zhou Yun knew that the prayers of the Star Army were beginning to take effect, and he immediately followed suit and shouted loudly.

The hideous and huge Hive Tyrant also possessed remarkable psychic power, and he also sensed the white light emerging in the subspace.

“Roar!!!”

It roared and rushed towards Zhou Yun who was calling out to the winged figure in the white light.

The tyrant understood that Zhou Yun was the center of all these changes. As long as he interrupted it——————

Stab it! ! !

A smell of burning flesh came from the tyrant’s left shoulder, instantly interrupting its actions.

A scorching laser shot out from the ruins of houses around the street, accurately hitting its left shoulder that was not covered by the chitinous shell.

In the ruins, the Lightling sniper Hobien Bailudi tightly grasped his sniper-specific laser rifle.
He and the remaining Lightling snipers had been hiding in the shadows just to cover Zhou Yun and the people of Kadia to complete their prayers at the last moment.

“Champion, give me one point this time.” Hobien Bailudi laughed.

Half of his body was corroded by the diffuse spore cloud and became bloody and rotten.

Burning and precise lasers shot out from all over the ruins, all aimed at the tyrant’s left shoulder that was not covered by the chitinous shell.

These attacks could not cause any substantial damage to the tyrant, but they successfully delayed his attack and created opportunities for Zhou Yun.

“Big heads work hard together! Transformed into soldiers in the warp!”

“With the skills of an immortal, I will definitely wipe out the swarm of insects and wipe out the soldiers!”

The prayers of the Astra Militarum, the Sisters of Battle, and Zhou Yun merged into one.
The smoke swirling from the candles gradually spread over the entire battlefield, like an endless cloud.

Reality became hazy and blurred, and dazzling golden rays of light splashed out from the candle flame.

This magical scene quickly boosted the morale of the Star Army present, and they seemed to feel endless power surging in their bodies.

“Cadia stands!!!!” General Droste took the opportunity to roar and commanded the high-spirited Astra Militarum to charge towards the Zerg led by the Tyrant Guard.

For a moment on the battlefield, the empire seemed to have rekindled hope.

“The Second Empire Emperor issues an order! The Holy Blood Corps advances!”

“We must drive all the bug demons out of Hades!”

“Chicken balls, hit them all, it will be easy to defeat the insect swarm!”

“The great devourer, all the tyrant warriors are annihilated!”

“Dismantle the incubation pool, pull out the capillaries, and urgently destroy the biological ship!”

“The bug demons will be wiped out, and the angels will rule the galaxy!”

General Droste looked at the increasingly bright white light in the air with surprise.

The light seemed infinitely sacred, like the sun, like a fire, like everlasting hope.

It actually works!

Although the series of prayers compiled by Zhou Yun contained words such as “chicken meatballs”, “angel sauce”, and “Emperor of the Second Empire” that Droste could not understand, it seemed that it could really summon the archangel!
“The most hateful thing is those poisonous insects and ferocious beasts! They eat up all our flesh and blood!”

“My blood is boiling with thirst! Fifty-five days in Hades!”

“Black Rage Erupts! Fifty-five Days in Hades!”

As the prayers of the 169 pure Cadians reached their climax, a brilliant white light like a furnace fire suddenly burst out in the air.
The light radiated over the entire position and spread to the ruins of the city occupied by the Zerg.

“Scar!!!!” The brain worm let out a wail, and the psychic energy surrounding it was actually melting away bit by bit, like a dewdrop encountering bright sunlight.

The Cadians on the battlefield couldn’t help but raise their heads and look at the bright white light in the air with reverence.

“Sanguinius,” General Droste couldn’t help but say.

Archangel Reina also looked at the winged figure gradually taking shape in the white light in a daze.
Sanguinius, is that archangel really going to show up on the battlefield? !

“Hmm?” Zhou Yun blinked. He vaguely felt something strange.

He always felt that something was approaching him, approaching his more essential and deeper self.
That glowing, bright, and quite alluring.
Zhou Yun couldn’t resist the temptation and instinctively reached for the object that was close to him.
“Hmm?” A confused exclamation came from the winged figure in the white light.

The dazzling white light in the air shook violently, and a metallic blue color quickly began to infect him.
“What the hell?”

The winged figure in the white light, no, now the winged figure in the blue light cried out in shock:
“What the hell! What are you doing?!”

Zhou Yun blinked in confusion.

Mephiston looked at the scene in disbelief.
As his consciousness searched for the path to the Hades Galaxy in the dark shadows of the warp, he suddenly saw a bright and dazzling white light cutting through the darkness.

He saw a looming figure in the light.

The figure had wings as white as light, and exuded the quiet fragrance of burning incense. Chains made of pure silver hung from his wings, shining brightly.
Mephiston can feel the power in him
It is like the sun in the desert, shining in the midday glow, revealing its fiery power and divinity in its rays.
Mephiston’s heart was pounding, and he felt something in his soul being called to fly towards the figure.

“Sanguinor?” Mephiston whispered the name.

That ancient, mysterious warrior always appears in the most dangerous battles the Blood Angels encounter.
Some people suspected that it was the remnant of Sanguinius’ soul after he was killed by Horus, some suspected that it was Azkaelon, the captain of the Holy Blood Guard 10,000 years ago, and some suspected that it was Sanguinius’ former shadow warrior.
Mephiston only knew that the divine figure had a subspatial nature.
But he soon realized something was wrong. Mephiston had seen Sanguinor on the battlefield before.
That figure was different from it. Compared to Sanguinor, that figure seemed to be a purer and more thorough warp creation.
And Mephiston saw that there was a smaller figure entwined around that figure.

The figure wearing a golden Sanguinius mask and pure gold armor is the Sanguinius.
Mephiston felt dizzy.
If that nobler, brighter figure was not Sanguino, it could only be
Mephiston quickly let his consciousness be wrapped in powerful psychic power and followed closely behind the pure white figure.
The bright light released from the figure dispelled some of the shadows shrouding the subspace, exposing the turbulent subspace beneath the shadows.
In the location illuminated by the pure white figure, the gap between the subspace and reality seemed to have become thin due to some kind of ritual, becoming vulnerable to being broken at any moment.
The figure in the white light slowly stretched out his hand, picked up the Sanguinor that was surrounding him, and was about to throw it into the boundary between reality and subspace.
Mephiston vaguely realized that such a thing must have happened many times before. It was this figure that repeatedly brought Sanguinor into reality and helped the Blood Angels overcome danger.

A sense of resonance from the depths of his soul caused Mephiston’s body to tremble slightly.

If there is one Astartes Chapter with the strongest connection to the Gene-Father today, it would be the Blood Angels.

To most other Astartes, the Gene-Father seemed to be just an ancient legend or attraction.
But the Archangel is linked to every Blood Angel soul through the Black Rage.

“Father?” Mephiston couldn’t help but ask.

The winged figure in the white light turned its head slightly and looked at Mephiston.

He seemed to be a little hesitant, but after some hesitation he still spoke softly: “My son————”

The figure’s voice suddenly cut off.

Mephiston’s eyes suddenly widened.
He saw that behind the dazzling figure, there appeared a larger shadow.
A blue, huge, metallic shadow stretched out a round hand towards the figure who was suspected to be his genetic father.
(End of this chapter)