Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

The doctor did not tell Litosis her name, nor did Litosis. At this moment, he was following the doctor's order and squeezing the Battle Sister's abdomen for her.

This nun is only a trainee nun, so she has not yet received her power armor. You must know that the power armor used by the nuns is specially built for them by the factory on Mars, which can enhance the user's strength and provide

The same defensive power as the power armor used by the Astartes.

It was precisely because of this that they were able to treat her.

Litosis exerted force with both hands. He pressed the nun's abdomen very carefully, allowing the pus and blood to flow out from the wound in her abdomen. This was a terrible penetrating wound, from front to back. After the pus and blood completely flowed out, the doctor

Just started.

While the doctor skillfully operated on the nun using the light surgical instruments provided in the surgical bag, he said to Litosis: "She must have been walking injured for a long time. The environment in the hive is too harsh.

The wounds are inflamed, which may kill her. Although her organs are not injured..."

"The Emperor's blessing."

Litosis retracted his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "The emperor must be watching this nun, so that she can save her life from those blasphemous things."

"The wounds don't look like they were inflicted by demons."

Sebrus came over and gave his own opinion. The giant also calmly gave a terrifying explanation: "The demons of Khorne are cruel by nature. If they have the opportunity to stab someone's belly with a knife, they will never do it."

Give up the opportunity to spin in a circle. The screams of others are the best stimulant for them."

"Lord Sebrus is right."

The doctor reached out, took the hemostatic gel aside, and carefully sprayed a little on the nun's wound: "This is not a wound caused by a weapon, it looks more like - God, why are you awake?

!”

She looked at the nun in shock, forgetting her words for a moment. Litosis saw that the anesthetized nun had opened her eyes at some point, and her golden pupils suddenly made his hair stand on end.

The nun turned her head little by little, as if she couldn't feel the pain in her abdomen at all, and actually sat up a little.

The movements were so weird, like a puppet on strings.

She said calmly: "Yes, this is not a wound caused by demons. She fell while running away and was pierced through the abdomen by a sharp steel beam."

"...Ms." Sebrus narrowed his eyes. "Who are you?"

"The name is nothing, and the identity is nothing. I am here to recruit you - Gavir Loken."

The nun turned her head seriously and said to Sebrus, her voice becoming lighter and lighter. An indescribable heaviness fell on everyone present, Litosis froze, he noticed

The same goes for doctors.

The giant who called himself Sebrus and was called Gavir Loken by the nuns slowly lowered his head.

"Is this the mission He has given me?" he asked.

"Yes, Gaviel Loken. Your self-exile should be over, and He has new arrangements for you." The nun raised her hand and pointed at the dark hive across the Martyrs Bridge. "The lives of millions of people.

Lives are at stake, Gavir Loken. And you are the best person to solve the problem."

"Emperor!"

"He appeared!"

Ignoring the sudden noise around her, the nun slowly flew up from the ground as if being lifted by something, and came to Gavel Loken, staring at him solemnly in the air.

+The last Luna Wolf+

Her eyes were filled with golden light.

+He needs you+

+I still have doubts in my heart, I am not firm enough+

+Do what you do best, Ga'viel Loken. He needs you, and so does the Imperium+

The psychic communication ended abruptly, and the nun landed on the ground, with a pair of white wings raised behind her. This sight undoubtedly caused another exclamation.

Gavir Loken knelt on one knee, and people could only hear his voice but not his expression: "...Only death is the way to go."

"Very good." The nun smiled. "Then -"

Her voice was lost in the chants, and the overwhelming golden light fell from the sky and was cast on her. In the shining golden light, Gavier Loken closed his eyes. The sound of Isth sounded in his ears again.

The voice on Tefan 3. All-out bombing, the civilians whose flesh and blood were corroded by the virus bombs, and finally turned into a pool of bones in the painful screams...

Thunderhawk gunboats streaked across the horizon, and the people who were supposed to fight with them personally targeted them, bombarding their fortress with deadly firepower. Those scenes passed before his eyes one by one, and finally settled into one picture.

Standing in front of him was the only remaining brother. Amidst the cannon fire and the roars of those brothers who rushed in, stepping on the bones of the people they swore to protect, trying to kill them with swords - he heard his own voice.

"We are the Luna Wolves, and we will fight and die."

Then he heard the nun's voice.

"—We wish you well, Gavir Loken."

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Revenge.

He Shenyan closed his eyes, and a voice whispered in his ear. He saw a giant kneeling in front of him, surrounded by soldiers kneeling on the ground praying devoutly. It looked like a position. The smoke was still curling behind them.

rising.

"Interesting." He chuckled and said to himself. "Saint Celestine? Ah...asking for my help? Blessing?"

He opened his eyes, and Angron looked at him in confusion, not knowing what he was doing. The mage was not in the mood to explain, he just raised a hand, and the huge spiritual energy entered with his mind in an instant.

In the subspace, the star torch's radiance suddenly exploded, pulling the spiritual energy and sending it to Terra as if it had been expected.

"You are really trying to win a big game." He turned his head and said softly, as if he was talking to someone. Angron raised his eyebrows, already realizing something.

"Is it Him?" he asked uncertainly.

He Shenyan turned around and put on a mysterious smile, but refused to tell him the truth. The Lord of Red Sand could only roll his eyes and stopped asking.

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Steve lowered his shoulders, and a very fierce shoulder bump made the disgusting spider that squeaked and tried to grab him retract its tentacles. It is not accurate to say that it is a spider - this thing is

The eight legs can be freely contracted, and there are many human faces that have been peeled off on the purple carapace, which looks blasphemous and weird.

Steve thought he was used to it. He had been to hell with a mage a long time ago. There he saw many unacceptable monsters and even killed many of them with his own hands. But no

Nothing compared to what he saw in the two days he spent in this hive.

From the big demon he killed at the beginning to more and more weird creatures later on, he had to admit that he was really disgusted.

"Sister Andrea!" While he wielded the flaming sword and cut the demon into pieces, he did not forget to command the leader of the battle nuns who had been fighting alongside him for two days.

"Take your people and block the exit on the right to prevent them from entering the power plant!"

"Follow your orders!"

Sister Andrea is a nun who belongs to the Order of Combat. She has a brilliant record. She is very beautiful, but Steve is even more impressed by her ferocity in battle.

Two days ago, he met this team of Battle Sisters who were sent out to perform a mission but were besieged by demons. Steve didn't say anything and directly joined the battle. After killing all the demon army of Slaanesh, he also

After the leader of the secret keeper chopped it into more than a dozen pieces, they exchanged the mission goals with each other and found that they were exactly the same.

The Grand Sister viewed this as an imperial revelation, and Steve was noncommittal. He just wanted to complete the mission. This mission must not fail. Absolutely, not.

The power plant inside the hive is hundreds of meters high. The energy contained in such a huge building can be imagined. Steve doesn't know why these Slaanesh demons are always entangled with them here instead of joining the ones outside.

The battlefield. But he was not interested in knowing. Guilliman made it very clear to him that the power plant must not be lost.

Explosions are even minor issues.

The worst-case scenario Guilliman had for this was that they would use their huge energy and blasphemous rituals to tear a huge rift in Terra again. Although there are portals everywhere in Terra,

None of them are particularly large.

The battle line was stretched far apart, but no particularly large number of troops appeared. If they succeeded, the consequences would be very serious. At least the battle line was stretched, and they were forced to abandon some important facilities that had been recovered. At worst, the entire front line was stretched.

The city will tilt here, and the devil will have a major advantage.

By then, the situation can be imagined.

Steve looked up at the right exit of the power plant during the killing. They were now inside, at the core of the power plant. He couldn't understand the purpose of those thick cables, but the sensitive psychic energy

It can help him sense the huge energy in this huge facility.

There are two exits in the power plant, and the thick steel seals all the other spaces. The demons constantly try to enter through these two exits, which invisibly gives their defense some geographical advantages. He stared at the right side

At the exit, psychic energy suddenly gave him a dangerous warning.

After the Emperor's personal transformation, he was able to see some things that ordinary people could not see. Psychic power was very convenient, but also very dangerous. Steve steeled his mind, took a deep breath, and stared.

At this moment, in his field of vision, the dark exit door on the right turned into a ferocious mouth that wanted to devour others, about to devour the ignorant nuns. Heartfelt anger surged into his heart.

heart.

Steve narrowed his eyes, and the flaming sword shone brightly in his hand. He threw it fiercely, and it roared like a cannonball and landed among the demon pile at the right exit.

In the explosion of psychic flames, a dozen low-level demons of Slaanesh were melted in an instant. They died screaming, and the function of converting pain into pleasure in their brains did not work at all. The morale of the nuns was boosted.

.

"Sister Andrea!" He shouted again, using the amplification of his psychic powers to ensure that she could hear his voice clearly. "Hold my sword! Quick!"

The nun immediately did as she was told. The smaller version of the chainsword in her hand was still deadly, creating a huge wound on a Slaanesh daemon that stood in the way and exposed its brain.

Turning its brain into a ball of sticky material, she stepped over the disgusting and sticky thing, and threw the chain sword on the ground. Then, she stretched out her hands and grasped the sword of the flaming sword.

Handle, pain ensues. But there's something else.

A special kind of warmth immediately filled her whole body. The nun's eyes widened. She had never felt such a special feeling. It was as if a warm sun was shining on her personally, and joy rose in her heart. However, Shi

But Tiff's words immediately brought her back to reality: "Swing the sword, nun!"

He growled: "Swing!"

So she swung her sword.

A sun rose in the power plant, and countless demons turned into pillars of fire in an instant. Their dirty and filthy etheric flesh met their nemesis when they encountered this spiritual energy.

Sister Andrea's eyes widened with anger, and she tried her best to control the flaming sword that was shaking in her hands like a wild horse, and a scream full of hatred sounded in her ears.

A naked pink-purple hairless monster appeared in the darkness. It raised its arms to cover its face and kept retreating. Sister Andrea gritted her teeth, raised her sword and roared at it.

As he got closer, his boots made a noisy sound on the ground, mixed in with the screams of the monster.

However, the nun must have lost her hearing. Her ears are bleeding, and so are her eyes. She is bleeding from all her orifices because she has seen things that mortals should not see. But she is still moving forward because her faith is so

of firmness.

She didn't waver or retreat. She couldn't see or hear anything, but she still moved forward.

"I renounce you, devil!"

The nun's voice drowned out its screams, and together with the light of the flaming sword, it filled the dark power plant: "You blasphemous monster, go back to where you belong! Get out! Leave our world! Get out of here.

!You don’t deserve to stand in front of us!”

Her face was completely distorted, and her hands were burned by the flaming sword until only the bones were left. But she still held up the sword and moved forward step by step - forward - and finally, she stabbed the sword into the body of the thing.

, it let out a short whine and turned into ashes in an instant.

The flaming sword fell to the ground, and Sister Andrea trembled and lost consciousness. Several nuns with tears in their eyes immediately hugged her back. Steve strode over, stretched out his hand with a gloomy face, and the flaming sword flew back.

In his hands.

A stream of spiritual energy circulated from his hand, and finally stayed for a moment next to Sister Andrea's cheek, soothing her pain at this time.