Umbrella, The Light of Humanity

The center of the city is the area with the most massacres, screams and bloody smells.

Not long ago, people were called by the local defenders to wait in the area of ​​the central square, and people thought it was the local Astartes lords, or mortal nobles who were good at flattering and flattering, to deliver various high-sounding speeches, and then prepared to hold unknown events. Sacrifice ceremony.

As for the sacrificial offerings, of course they are the human inhabitants.

There are emotions such as fear and trembling, but they have long been used to it. After all, since the emperor was put on the golden throne by the traitors, and the new emperor Horus Lupekar established a new empire with Astartes as the leadership , A full two hundred and forty years have passed by now.

In the past two hundred and forty years, people of the older generation have almost died long ago. In their "class", they were oppressed and slaughtered at the moment of birth, and they believed that being selected for sacrifice was a supreme honor .

Can…

What they encountered was the World Eater who directly tore, skinned and boned, brutally slaughtered, and enjoyed blood.

Just imagine, when "you" who lives in a planet isolated from the world, has heavy industry, but has a very low level of education, goes to the central square with longing, waiting to be selected as a sacrifice, and become a lord and noble. While purifying...

A group of tall "angels" (Astartes) flew down from the sky (on a transport plane) and landed in front of "you", making extremely terrifying metal-like roars and laughter, and walked with shocking steps. The heavy steps on the ground directly tore "your" friend with bare hands, hot and humid blood splashed on the face, and the sticky viscera rolled down to the feet, so all the honors and all the propaganda are all bullshit.

What's more, it is extremely rare for many residents of the empire to see a living Astartes in their lifetime, and if they do, they can only look far away at the Astartes lords who govern various cities, hives and planets.

So when a group of Astartes, and their bodies are distorted, their skin and armor stick together, and they rush towards "you" with bloody mouths and sharp claws, the desire to survive and the instinct to survive will disappear in an instant. gain the upper hand.

run!

Who cares about the so-called honor at this time? Only survival is the most important thing.

Fear, panic, despair and other emotions quickly spread among the crowd, and even the entire city.

"Hahaha! Die! Die! Die!"

"Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God! Skull Sacrifice Skull Block!"

"Scream! Howl!"

At the same time, there was also the excited battle cry of the World Eaters when they fell into a state of madness, and this was the "fear tax" that Angron and the World Eaters Legion levied on the Nucia colony.

All kinds of emotions that humans have because of "them" the World Eaters will make the World Eaters happy physically and mentally, and will also make the World Eaters stronger and stronger.

As long as "their" World Eaters are crazy enough and bloody enough, they can get more blessings from the evil gods, which is why "their" bodies will be deformed and their skin will stick to the armor.

The ceramic steel armor of some World Eaters will even become like a living thing. A submouth with sharp teeth and fangs will grow out of the shoulder armor or plastron, or horns and horn-like bones will grow on both sides of the helmet.

In short, the "they" at this moment have completely changed beyond recognition. They are no longer the World Eaters who just formed the Legion hundreds of years ago and wanted to fight for the emperor and mankind.

The incident here is definitely not an isolated case, but happened all the time within the territory of the New Human Empire, and lasted for two hundred and forty years.

People were either being sacrificed or on the way to being sacrificed.

For example, because this colonial planet is relatively remote and the population is not too large, the way and means of sacrifice will appear gentle. Who would have thought that it would usher in the World Eaters Legion who used the Nucia galaxy as a station ?

No need to guess, after the death guards covered in abscesses, dripping with blood, and emitting a stench arrive here to join the World Eaters, they will also impose an alternative "tax" on Nucia.

The new human empire, not only failed to develop as Horus clamored "overthrow the tyrant!" and "overthrow the tyranny!" during the rebellion, but became more chaotic and desperate.

Human beings living in Universe 03 seem to have nothing but endless darkness waiting for them.

The southern suburbs away from the city.

On a sand dune, there are a few lonely people standing here, and these people are wearing red robes and silk scarves covering their faces. They are standing here and looking at the city that has been covered in blood.

The backs of "they" shook their heads lightly, as if they couldn't help but lament the tragic reality, and seemed to regret the massacred and abused compatriots.

"Boom...boom..."

Suddenly, there was a roar in the sky, causing the people standing on the top of the sand dunes to turn their eyes to the source of the sound.

It turned out that more transport planes and transport boats carrying more World Eaters and the mortal dregs serving the World Eaters left the low-earth orbit and came to the surface of this planet.

Seeing this, this group of people wrapped "their" veils and robes even tighter, and hurriedly left the sand dunes and entered the Gobi Canyon below, in order to avoid the transport formation of the World Eaters.

Turn left and turn right.

This group of people entered the narrow path, and finally came to an extremely hidden cave entrance, which could be said to be overlooked from the sky, and could not be detected at all.

When "they" went deep into the cave and completely disappeared...

"Boom! Boom!"

The transport formation of the World Eaters happened to pass by at low altitude, approaching directly towards the city.

Inside the cave.

This group of people carried old-fashioned kerosene lamps and shuttled through the dark and cold tunnel. However, after "they" walked through the maze-like tunnel for more than forty minutes, they saw a "spot of light" at the end of the front, and "light" point" will gradually become clear as this group of people move forward.

In the end, "they" left the tunnel facing the "spot of light", and the moment they left, everything became clear.

look around.

There are regular and vertical walls made of stone bricks, strong lighting equipment with the source of "light spots", and various buildings such as houses, workshops, and barracks. It is like a large-scale underground city.

Although the people walking through the complicated and crowded streets are dressed in shabby clothes, at least their expressions and demeanor are cheerful, not lifeless. It is obvious that the people living here do not know what is happening outside.

As for the people responsible for patrolling, sentry, and vigilance, they are "soldiers" wearing white tan combat uniforms, dark green armor with heavily peeled paint, and old-fashioned laser rifles.

Alongside these "soldiers" were numerous women in power armor and armed with mortal-caliber bolters.

If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that their eyes are bright and their expressions are firm. They are standing at various commanding heights of the dungeon and stationed at various important points.

And the entrance and exit of the tunnel that can lead to the outside world is here...

The group of people who were tightly wrapped up and observed the city on the sand dunes were finally able to tear off the veil, revealing "them"... no, it should be their true appearance.

It was also a group of female warriors, except that they didn't wear power armor, but only wore black combat uniforms, and carried laser rifles without buttstocks.

The leader has eye-catching and rare silver hair. Although his skin is rough, his sword eyebrows and delicate facial features always have a different kind of sass.

She led a group of subordinates to successfully pass the body search, then took the sky rail train across the crowded underground city, and rushed straight to a military fortress in the center of the city.

As soon as the train entered the station and got off, I saw an elderly lady with an old face and a simple power armor, guarded by many "sisters", who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

So they hurried forward, and the silver-haired leader said respectfully to the older lady: "Ms. Sithia, it has been confirmed that she is a traitor World Eater, and she is currently carrying out massacres on the surface."

"Ah..." Hearing this, the elderly lady named Sisia couldn't help but sigh with solemn expression: "It's finally here..."

"Ma'am, are we going to fight those guys desperately? Or find a chance to evacuate?" The silver-haired leader said hurriedly, it seemed that he was still a little impetuous because he was too young.

In fact, Ms. Sithia, the leader of Silver Hair, and all the sisters are still loyal to the Emperor, and belong to the 87th Independent Combat Regiment, the "Battle Sisters" of the First Dalian.

Even all the people and soldiers who live and live in the underground generation do not want to be ruled by Horus, their hearts are towards the emperor, and they firmly believe in the concept of "Imperial Truth".

However, the people living here are isolated from the world, and because of the lack of support of life-extending technology, the first batch of combat sisters, soldiers and remnants of the people who opened up the dungeon have long since disappeared. Even the oldest Ms. Sithia, Nor has it witnessed the scene of rebellion two hundred and forty years ago.

However, the loyalty and beliefs of the first pioneers have been passed down, and have been carried forward by the battle sisters who are devout in "Imperial Truth".

"Desperate?" After hearing the words of the silver-haired leader, Sithia couldn't help being angrily laughed, and asked: "Valentina, do you think that with only 600 sisters and less than 20,000 soldiers, you can fight hard?" Have you ever been to those fallen giants?"

"Persist for a while...it should be fine." The silver-haired leader, whom Sithia called Valentina, thought briefly, and continued: "We try to attract the attention and energy of the traitors as much as possible, maybe There are enough opportunities for people to evacuate."

"A very aggressive tactic, using sacrifices in exchange for victory." Sithia briefly commented, but then changed the topic and said in a low voice: "But Valentina, your tactic is based on the fact that our opponents are mortals. Scum, or servants of nobles who have no combat power, if they face the group of tall fallen giants...

Children, as long as a hundred... no, only fifty fallen giants are enough to destroy the dungeon. "

The fallen giant that Sithia spoke of was the Astartes who chose to betray the Emperor.

This elderly lady had heard about how powerful the Astartes were from her grandmother, but she also didn't know how powerful it was. She just kept awe and wouldn't be overconfident like Valentina.

"Ma'am, I think..." Another young sister interjected, "The fallen giant is just a bit bigger, after all, there is a giant lord sitting in the city."

"Ok."

"really."

All the sisters questioned the combat power of Astartes.

"Hey..." Seeing the fighting sisters eager to try, Sithia couldn't help but sighed heavily, and said helplessly, "You children are still too naive."

The new empire has been established for two hundred and forty years. This kind of time span is fleeting for Primarchs and Astartes, but it is two and a half centuries for mortals...

"One life, one grass grows one autumn", mortals need to be forced to abide by the laws of this real universe.

So two and a half centuries have passed, and these battle sisters live in an isolated dungeon. Although they have undergone extremely strict and cruel training, they have not participated in any actual combat. Naturally, they despise the legendary Astartes. Even a little conceited.

"Forget it." Sithia shook her head again, and ordered to a combat sister beside her: "Notify the people to prepare to withdraw into the bunker first."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Ma'am..." Valentina took the initiative to ask when the sisters in charge turned away, "Retreat to the bunker first? Are we going to defend to the death?"

"Sacrificing us and letting the people flee is the most compelling solution." Sithia held back her temper and continued to explain to the young Valentina and all the children at the scene: "I won't mention whether we can escape for the time being, but what about after escaping? ?The fleet of traitors can destroy the aircraft left by the pioneers for us in seconds.

If possible, it’s best if the traitors didn’t discover the existence of the dungeon. If not… well, let’s get ready. Also, Valentina, immediately take your sisters to replace their combat equipment and assist the soldiers in evacuating people. "

"Yes, ma'am!" All the fighting sisters, including Valentina, responded in unison, and left here one after another, starting to prepare.

Next, the military fortress sounded the alarm and issued an announcement, which made the people who were living a normal life feel confused, but the teachings of the older generation and ordinary habits made people immediately return to their homes to clean up, and then obey the battle sisters and Guided by the soldiers, they gradually entered the bunker under the military fortress.

Everything is in order until…

"Boom!!"

The deafening violent explosion interrupted the original calm, and made people who had not yet entered the bunker involuntarily look at the source of the sound.

I saw that the entrance and exit of the tunnel that was located on a high place that could lead to the outside world was attacked by traitors.

The people standing near the military fortress and poorly equipped soldiers couldn't see clearly, but the battle sisters with power armor could clearly observe that a large number of World Eaters and mortal scum had broken through through the far-sighted function of their helmets. The initial line of defense rushed into the dungeon like an unstoppable torrent.

and…

This time, the battle sisters finally saw the difference between the World Eaters of Astartes and mortals, because just a face-to-face, the soldiers in charge of defense were already decapitated, Chop it into a puree!

It seems that the only ones who can compete with it are their sisters, but... it's just a seeming.