Chapter 107 Atonement

Katos Huggins, or Lu Mingfei let out a manic roar.

The pair of nearly substantial golden wings behind him waved wildly together with the sword blade in his hand. In an instant, it was like countless bright golden thunderbolts lighting up, tearing the black wall in front of him into pieces.

The last scene of the fight with the Tyranids still lingered in his mind, and the aftermath of the black fury gave him the illusion that what was in front of him was the black body of the tyrant guard.

But after a moment, he calmed down again, and the warm and peaceful golden light soothed his soul.

"I am Katos Huggins...also Lu Mingfei."

"I am the son of Holy Leth, the guardian of mankind, the loyal warrior of the Emperor..."

Lu Mingfei murmured to himself. After a moment, he raised his head and saw the human being curled up on the ground not far away.

The other party was shaking weakly, and his eyes were pale, as if he was greatly frightened.

His expression became cold and angry, and he stepped forward holding the Jingyue sword burning with golden flames.

"Minamoto Girl... Kazama Ruri."

Lu Mingfei looked at the boy's beautiful but pale face and recognized who he was.

He recalled the inexplicable song he heard before re-entering the memory of fighting against the Kraken Hive Fleet in the Devlan system.

I think it was the ability of Yan Ling Meng Tapir that allowed him to return to the memory of dying as the champion of the Lamenter.

"That Liuli... must be him."

Although I don’t know what means this Yanling will use to kill him in his dream.

But it is obvious that Kazama Ruri underestimated the past deep in his soul.

Lu Mingfei walked up to the unconscious Fengjian Liuli and raised the blade - he only needed one sword to kill the heretic who was spying on his dream.

But after a moment, he put down his sword again.

He recalled the sacred golden light of the throne and the thunderous announcement of greatness.

The person who responded to him was undoubtedly the great being on the golden throne.

After being consumed by the Black Rage, the Emperor saved him and gave him the power to better protect humanity - the Emperor's Chosen Warriors.

This also explains why the Emperor blessed him with divine power after returning to his homeland.

But before experiencing this dream, he had no memory of this part of glory.

And... with the power of the Emperor, why not let yourself stay in that world and continue to fight for humanity, but let yourself return to your hometown?

There were many things that Lu Mingfei still couldn't figure out.

At this moment, the boy curled up on the ground let out a painful groan.

Lu Mingfei frowned, holding back the anger that purified the other party in his heart.

There are other uses for keeping his words.

"You should be glad you're not crazy, heretic."

Lu Mingfei said coldly.

"..."

The boy sat up tremblingly, his empty eyes regaining some of their energy when he touched Lu Mingfei.

It seems that his soul will always remain in that memory that is like a nightmare to mortals.

After a moment, he spoke softly:

"Kazema Ruri's personality has been shattered."

"Now we are the only one left."

Lu Mingfei snorted coldly:

"It appears he has paid the price for his desecration of the Astartes."

His eyes glanced at Yuan Zongnu's delicate face, "But unfortunately, this does not mean that it can make up for your sins. Your personality also needs to atone for this - you have no right to refuse."

"Atonement..."

Yuan Zhennu raised her head and stared blankly at Lu Mingfei's indifferent expression.

He and Kazama Ruri experienced each other's memories together that looked like science fiction but were actually full of weirdness and darkness.

The extremely evil ghost among the fierce ghosts, the violent personality of Kazama Ruri, who was not afraid of even gods, did not show any strength or state of mind in the opponent's dream, and was as helpless as a frightened bird.

Even when he "died", he didn't know what was attacking from where.

"I understand. So what do you want me to do?"

Yuan Zhennu whispered.

"Your telepathic power. Now tell me all about it."

Lu Mingfei said.

"You mean the dream tapir?"

Yuan Jingnu regained her emotions and said, "The serial number of Meng Tapir in the Periodic Table of Word Spirits is 91, which is a high-risk word spirit."

"Hybrids with this word spirit can store and copy other people's nightmares, using them as a prison to keep them immersed in dreams for a long time and unable to escape."

"Kazema Ruri uses this method to kill people in dreams. If the enemy believes that he is being killed in the dream, he will also die spiritually in reality."

"Because your spiritual will is too strong, he can only enter your nightmare memories... But because your dreams are beyond his imagination, he also discovered on the way that there is something wrong with the dream tapir, which he cannot actively solve, and can only passively Follow you forward..."

"In the end, he was killed by an unknown creature and his spirit was broken."

"Killed by what?"

Lu Mingfei frowned.

"I don't know... I just suddenly felt confused and cramped, and then my head exploded..."

There was a look of fear on Yuan Zhennu's face.

"That should be a brain worm. This is their usual method of killing."

"Then besides you and me, can this word spirit drag a third person into my dream?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Theoretically it is possible to open such a field... but I have not tried it."

Yuan Zhennu said softly.

"Then you'd better be able to do this, otherwise you won't even have a chance to atone."

"I see."

"Is that dream... a real experience for you?"

Yuan Zhennu asked softly.

"Um."

Lu Mingfei did not deny it. This was not something that needed to be concealed. The purpose of keeping Yuan Zhennu was to make better use of his speech spirit——

Used for future combat training of the soldiers of the Weeping Angel Chapter!

He started out as a battle servant of the Lamenters and eventually became the Lamenters' champion warrior, experiencing countless ferocious battles with all kinds of enemies.

Every battle is the best fighting venue, allowing the warriors of the Weeping Angel to grow from the brutal battles of blood and fire.

"Chu Zihang calls the chapter leader, what's the situation on your side? Do you need support?"

Chu Zihang's call came from the headset.

"Things are normal here. Where are you now?"

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, pressed the headset and replied.

At least here in his hometown, he still has brothers who can fight alongside him.

"I'm on the 40th floor now, and there are things that look like Deadpool constantly trying to rush up from below, but they are all purified by me."

"We also found a somewhat mentally disturbed survivor, wearing the clothes of the Japanese branch... but he was obviously not Japanese."

Chu Zihang said.

"Then come up and join us first." Lu Mingfei paused, "...Brother, has your piety been responded to by the great emperor?"

"...You will know when I come up, Chapter Leader."