Chapter 283 Don’t touch things randomly
Dantic's armor was pierced by various flesh thorns, and Amaraga analyzed all kinds of situations on him.
"If I had brought the legion instead of the guards, you would be dead!"
"Oh dear, you are so interesting."
Amaraga patted Dantic's cheek with his tentacles, just like looking at a barking puppy.
After piercing these people and pulling them to Lin Fan's head, Amaraga felt comfortable looking at Lin Fan who was still in the giant magma pit and could not get out in a short time.
"Look at you, just like last time, you did nothing and protected nothing."
"The monkey army is collapsing under the crush of my legion. They are surrounded, disintegrated, eaten, and turned into part of my flesh and blood."
"How wonderful, this is you, a very strong individual, but unfortunately, the strength of an individual has its limits."
Lin Fan looked at Amaraga and clenched his fists tightly.
"But now, I can still continue to humiliate you. Guess how I will tear these people's bodies apart? Hmm?"
More tentacles grew out of the meat bag, wrapped around the Grenadier's body and gently pulled. Amaraga was thinking about how to make Lin Fan hate his behavior even more.
"Come and kill me first! You monster!"
"Oh? It seems we have a volunteer, little guy."
Amaraga gently touched Grenadier 19's gas mask with his tentacles and rolled it down, exposing Grenadier 19's original appearance.
It can be seen that the smell created by the battlefield now is not pleasant, the burnt stench of the corpses and the bloody smell on Amaraga's meat mountain are mixed together.
Combined with the dust and smoke rising from the mixed artillery explosions in the sky, Grenadier 19 coughed in fits, and physiological tears flowed from his eyes to moisten his eyeballs.
The wind blew Grenadier 19's hair and face, and Amaraga had no intention of showing mercy. One of his tentacles directly penetrated Grenadier 19's abdomen.
The rapidly expanding silk threads kept clinging to Grenadier 19's internal organs and sucking her vitality. This pain was unbearable for her, but her dignity of not succumbing to the alien still prevented her from howling in pain.
"Let me see how long you can hold on."
The blood in her body was flowing more and more, but Amaraga also wanted Grenadier 19 not to die so easily. The flesh threads on the tentacles were constantly supplying her with blood.
Grenadier 19 felt her body hot and cold, that was the feeling of blood being sucked and re-injected. Her consciousness was blurred, and she felt like she was on the verge of death.
Amaraga seemed to be tired of playing. A toy that was holding on to its spirit instead of choosing to scream was of little value. He was ready to give Grenadier 19 the final blow and throw her into the magma lake.
The tentacles twisted into long, thin spears and stabbed at the heart of Grenadier 19, who was breathing weakly.
After piercing through the coat and the built-in ceramic steel sheet, Amaraga felt that something was wrong with his tentacles, and when he used his powerful sense of touch to outline the shape of that thing, he wondered.
"A flower? There is no such thing on this planet."
Amaraga's face changed drastically, and the golden flower forcibly penetrated into the piercing tentacles. He felt a golden stream rapidly spreading from the tentacles to his whole body along the muscle bundles and blood vessels.
"Control must be cut off!"
Wanting to cut off his arms to survive and resist pollution, Amaraga found that he could do nothing. These huge meat mountains made up of tortured humans and various corpses responded to the call of the golden flower.
For a moment, his body fell into chaos, large pieces of flesh and blood disintegrated on the ground, and the giant weapons mixed in the flesh fell to the ground.
Smashed the already dilapidated building structure and the ground, and sank deeply into the magma lake.
The golden light became brighter and brighter inside the meat mountain, illuminating the sky bit by bit.
The evil demons in the dark clouds did not dare to look directly at the light, and they closed their eyes and retreated.
The living people who survived the sea of blood and corpses gasped, holding bayonets, staring blankly at the only light on the battlefield of hell among the monsters that stopped moving.
The golden light became brighter and brighter, and became more and more obvious above the meat mountain. Amaraga could not control his body, and the feeling of swelling came from deep inside.
Amaraga exploded, but this time it was not as disgusting as the time with Gemo.
There was no flesh and blood flying into the sky, and no smelly and disgusting gas exploded, only the magnificent and huge golden flowers rose into the sky in the meat mountain.
Large patches of dark clouds were replaced by sacred golden light, and turned into golden light in the burning.
If flowers are born to be pollinated, then this supernatural golden flower in front of him is to take back the scattered pollen into its arms.
Dantik stared at the golden flower blankly, and he suddenly understood what it was and what it meant.
"I will never! I will never agree with you! I will never agree with your ideas!"
Roaring angrily at Jinhua, Dantic was not ready to bend his dignified knee to the so-called miracle.
Golden flames rose from the inside of his armor, burning his soul that was polluted in the warp.
"Don't think of making me surrender! You false god!"
Dantik turned into ashes. No matter what his plan was to betray the Empire, what terrifying and efficient war factories he set up in the warp, and how many demons he enslaved were not the point.
The God-Emperor watched indifferently as Dantik's soul was thrown into the subspace and torn into pieces by the crazy demon. He didn't care what Dantik thought of him.
He only uses Dantic as a disobedient pawn, nothing more.
If the Emperor had come here, he might have responded to Dantic and asked him to understand his death, but the God-Emperor would not waste this time.
The Golden Flower extradites souls, liberating the victims locked in blasphemous flesh and blood, and sending the dead who died in fratricide on the battlefield with no way back to the throne.
The God-Emperor gave a gentle push and sent the planet sinking into the subspace out.
"Haven't you had enough? Tzeentch."
"hehe."
Laughter came, and the God-Emperor stared at Tzeentch's projection with dissatisfaction. The overwhelming flames poured out, dispersing the thing that upset him.
The grenadiers were entangled by the roots of the golden flower and sent to the ground, while Lin Fan was also pulled up from the magma lake.
The golden flowers dissipated, and the world of Landers returned to peace again, leaving only this broken battlefield telling everyone what happened just now.
"Fortunately. She's not dead yet, and neither are these people. Phew."
With a gentle breath, Lin Fan found a wide iron plate and a rope, and put the unconscious grenadiers on it.
Lin Fan pulled these people forward step by step from the center of the battlefield to the periphery.
Da Mo Sha Si Ke appeared next to Lin Fan. She looked very sad, as if she had lost a precious toy.
"My steel boy died like this, I'm so sad."
"There is nothing to be sad about. You should thank the God Emperor for not wiping you out too."
"Huhu! This is true. I thought the God Emperor wanted to burn me to death"
Seeing Sha Si's careless look, Lin Fan rolled his eyes and asked about Slaanesh's condition.
Sauce can sit on the iron plate and gently touch the smooth face of Grenadier 19 with the tail of the snake.
"Madam, she has been busy fighting Khorne these days. She even asked us to come find you if we have anything to do."
"Then you contact her and say you found her."
Sha Si Ke nodded in agreement, but she had no intention of contacting her. She knew that two great gods had set their sights here, and she would only be destroyed by the aftermath of their battle if she rashly sneaked into the subspace.
"Can I hang out with you for a few days"
"Why?"
"I have my eye on a bishop."
Lin Fan turned around suddenly and looked at Sha Sike with strange eyes, "I'm warning you not to mess around. If you dare to do that, I will tear you apart."
"Master I know"
Sha Si may also know that Lin Fan is also a good talker, and his attitude towards getting along with him is much more casual, "If you think about your love affair with our wife, why don't you allow us to follow suit"
Lin Fan curled his lips, your wife's status is comparable to that of you big demons. God knows what you did in the days before you became demons.
"Serious love? No violence?"
"Serious love! I swear to the Lord of Pleasure!"
"Okay. Does the Emperor agree?"
"Hehe, if you agree, the emperor must agree."
Seeing Sha Si Ke's stubborn attitude, Lin Fan couldn't help but wonder what kind of bishop could make Sha Si Ke fall in love with him.
As Lin Fan approached step by step, more and more living people were around him. The soldiers were digging for the bodies of their comrades under the dirt and rubble.
There were also some people sitting on the ground in a daze, looking in the direction where the golden flowers disappeared.
Sha Si Ke disappeared again, and Lin Fan didn't pay too much attention to the traces of this big devil. She would know what to do and what not to do.
Bishop Marion knelt on the ground. He was wearing heavy armor, holding a flail and a thick shield, his face was full of weight and solemnity. Surrounded by corpses he had arranged neatly, there were nuns and ordinary Atonement Army soldiers.
He took out an incense burner and found that there was no incense coming out, so he had no choice but to perform the Aquila Ceremony and recite scriptures for these lost lives.
The Emperor has taken in these souls, but Bishop Marion doesn't know why he did this. Maybe it's because he has seen too many deaths and sacrifices, and has seen too many brilliant souls burn up.
"I should be enthusiastic and envious of you, but now, I only feel heavy and empty in my heart."
After saying this silently, he heard brisk footsteps behind him. It was a medical nun running towards him, "Sauce, have you found your friend?"
"No, they are all dead."
"Their souls return to the throne and die a worthy death."
"Okay, old man, you're right, they deserved their death."
A vivid picture shows the character traits of the traitorous legions besieging Terra.