Chapter 2 A True Angel Walks on Earth
Indescribably holy.
Indescribably beautiful.
Indescribably powerful.
That glorious and perfect posture is undoubtedly that of a true god walking on earth.
Kano felt his legs tremble and his mouth was filled with a dry taste. The first time he saw that slender white figure, an extremely strong instinct, as if it came from the depths of his genes, drove him to kneel on the ground piously.
But even so, Kano did not relax his vigilance. His eyes fell on the snow-white wings behind the girl. Every white feather on it was flowing with brilliant light, and it naturally swayed under the blazing sun. A glow.
But one thing worth affirming is that although those wings are beautiful and sacred, they will not appear on a pure-blood human.
That is to say——
The girl in front of him and the foot-bound jaw chasing him behind him are actually part of the mutant tribe.
Kano bit his lip.
The taste of blood lingered in his mouth, making his brain wake up a little.
He clenched the crude homemade shotgun in his hand and shouted loudly in Aenokhian (the dialect of the Bawei pure-blood tribe), "Who are you? Why are you here?"
The perfect, holy, slender angel didn't answer.
But the tenderness in her pale golden eyes made Kano subconsciously loosen his index finger on the trigger.
in the next moment.
boom--
The angel began her actions.
There was a violent explosion from the Baal Fire Scorpion's body at his feet. As it was torn apart, the girl had already jumped forward. Its speed and power far exceeded the limit of Kano's reaction. He just felt a strong blast of wind whistling and exploding in his ears, and the angel's figure disappeared from sight.
Uh-huh!
It's almost an instinct formed by fighting.
Kano turned around and looked back, his pupils suddenly shrinking like needles due to the explosion scene before his eyes.
A slender girl-like angel collided with a mutant beast as huge as a heavily armored chariot without any fancy. The flawless snow-white fist, which was like a work of art, competed with the monster's scaly and armored head. While a loud noise erupted, a ring visible to the naked eye exploded in the desert.
The body shapes between the two are completely disproportionate.
But in this no-frills collision, it was the mutant beast that was thrown out.
Kano could clearly see that the beast's huge body was undulating and squirming like waves due to the huge squeeze, and dark green blood exuding a foul smell of decay spewed out from dozens of large mouths. In a brief moment, more than a dozen of the monster's jointed limbs rose into the air, waving in panic in mid-air.
However--
This is still just the beginning.
Angel - the perfect being, whose wrath is like a blazing fire, and with it the dance of death. She used both arms to grasp the largest and most vicious joint under the monster's jaw, and rotated it vigorously. The monster's huge and swollen body also danced, spinning and accelerating in mid-air, making the sound of hunting wind.
The speed is getting faster and faster, and the momentum is becoming more and more fierce.
When the kinetic energy exerted on it reaches its peak, the angel stretches its wings and leaps high, while the monster's body is lifted up and dropped at will like a stuffed toy. The sharp and ear-piercing sound that broke through the air was like the roars of hundreds of beasts exploding together. The two hateful mutant beasts collided together, and hundreds of big mouths burst into painful howls at the same time, but the sound stopped suddenly. ——
boom!
A top-down punch.
Squeezing the air, forming a surging white torrent that penetrated the bodies of the beasts, destroying the last trace of life in their bodies.
The girl landed lightly on the ground.
The hot wind came from nowhere and lifted up the snow-white skirt.
She walked towards Kano and O'Kelly step by step, her perfect figure and the golden light gradually blending into one. Kano's eyes were blurred by the secreted tears, and he heard O'Kelly kneeling on the ground praying devoutly.
"Look!"
The skilled huntress spoke in a pious and trembling tone, "A true angel walks the earth, and she will bring salvation."
Kano's inner defense was completely defeated by that glorious and perfect gesture.
He weakly loosened his grip on the butt of the gun, feeling an unforgivable sin for his previous blasphemous thoughts. He wanted to kneel on the ground and kiss the angel's instep, and he did the same, but a perfect hand was on his arm.
"You don't have to kneel down to me."
Kano raised his head and saw the angel's eyes full of tenderness and compassion. She did not speak, but Kano understood what she wanted to express through those bright eyes, "I am just one among tens of millions of people, no different from you."
——
When Sanguinius closed his eyes.
Some illusions from the past that have ended, the present that is happening, and the future that has not yet been determined will appear in front of her. Those illusions were so lifelike, they were definitely not nihilistic and weird dreams, but more like some kind of personal experience that transcended time and space.
The first illusion——
She was walking on the streets of the Ancient Terra period, and the city that should have been bustling was somehow deserted. On the dead street, a tall figure appeared in front of him. His face was shrouded in shadows and blurred. The red light of the setting sun stretched the tall figure of the man very long...
The second illusion——
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She opened her eyes in a laboratory full of advanced technology and spat out a mouthful of turbid liquid full of pungent smell. A devastating storm tore the curtain between the warp and the real universe, and the crimson torrent spread out from the cracks like tentacles. Four supreme figures appeared in front of them, and they burst out greedy murmurs because of joy, and their eyes like venomous snakes were entangled on the girl's white and flawless body. Unable to refuse, unable to avoid, four blessings - or curses, merged into the girl's soul, tainting the greatest work of the Emperor.
The third illusion——
She lay on the cold deck, and the wings that were once enough to carry her across the storm and gallop across the starry sea fell to the ground weakly, and the snow-white feathers were covered with sticky blood and black marks of smoke. Warm blood gurgled out of the wounds of the torn organs, and some dark and cold power was injected into her body. Her father and brothers left her, leaving only countless blasphemous corpses crawling from the ground, worshiping the terrible existence born in her body. Billions of decaying sounds exploded in her ears at the same time - the Dark Lord!
The fourth and final illusion -
She sat on the throne of Holy Terra, and the mask forged from eagle gold covered her face. Her god-like brothers knelt at her feet, and the Custodians, Astartes Space Marines, mechanical servants, and mortals knelt like a tide. From the Terra Palace to the solar system, from the solar system to the entire galaxy, countless people were calling the name of the Emperor... Her brothers and heirs were very close to her, within her reach. But when she really reached out, they were very far away, as if there was a whole galaxy in between.
"Angel."
The gentle call woke her up from the endless fog.
Sanguinius opened his eyes and saw the concerned face of the huntress O'Kelly.
"Messiah Note 1, why are you crying?"
Note 1: Messiah is the honorific title of the pure-blood tribe of Baal for angels. After the long night, the leader or priest of the pure-blood tribe will be anointed with oil when he is canonized, and he will be called the Messiah. Then this concept is combined with the local belief in angels in Baal. In the ancient legend of the pure-blood tribe, there will be an angel "Messiah" descending in the red desert, commanding the pure-blood people scattered there, and ending the long chaos after the long night.
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