The Emperor’s Angel of Death

   Chapter 823

  In the dream of deep consciousness, Willett's fear is being magnified.

  Two strong nuns stepped forward and pressed her shoulders, then the older nun forcefully snatched the baby from her arms.

  Although she couldn't hear any sound, Veronica just looked at Willitz's expression and knew she was crying hoarsely.

  But the big nun still left with the baby—

After that, Veronica just felt a flower in front of her eyes, and she was already in a magnificent hall, which was nearly a hundred meters wide. The painted dome was supported by countless thick marble pillars, and the end of it And in the center, is a huge metal statue.

  A majestic human with a sword in one hand and a claw in the other, looking straight ahead

  Just looking at the idol, Veronica felt a burst of discomfort from the soul. Her sight seemed to have been burned by a golden sun, so she quickly moved her eyes away.

   Then, she heard footsteps, turned around and saw a group of people coming.

  It was a group of nuns, the ones who walked in the front were wearing black armor, and those who walked in the back were wearing light red nun robes.

  Among them is a familiar figure.

  In the dim light of the aisle, Velec, who had put on the nun's battle armor, faced the floor with his pale face, his hair sparse and messy.

  Before the comparison, she now looks almost like a ghost, a fake that fades away in the years and indifference.

   Soon, the team stopped in front of the huge idol, and then Willets stepped forward and fell on his knees on the cold stone bricks.

  "—I have been far from the highest salvation, and there is no other way to redeem my sins, so I ask myself to confess my sins."

   Suddenly, a low and hoarse voice sounded, and Veronica was suddenly surprised that she could hear the voice.

  No, she immediately realized that this was not the sound in a dream, but the reality of Willetts saying these things!

  After that, Willets took off her red robe and let it fall to the floor.

  Behind her, a nun picked up the clothes in silence, not even looking at the awkward woman once.

   "The emperor is above, I am a guilty body."

  Veletz’s voice had a fragile force, and it gradually echoed in the church.

   "There is no forgiveness, no tolerance."

  Next, each nun stepped forward, took down Velec’s weapons and armors, and left them aside after they were dismantled.

  "We will leave you, and your armor and arms will be destroyed by us."

   "I leave here with my own free will, and if I agree, I will return."

  Behind her, the older nun used a ceremonial knife to cut the robes discarded by Willets into strips, while other nuns tied it to Willett's naked arms and legs.

  After that, they even wrapped a chain of remorse full of barbs and thorns around her body, and pressed Feng Ji with the oath on her outer garment made of cloth strips.

   "I should seek the emperor's forgiveness in the darkest place in the dark night."

  The older nun leaned forward with an old-looking knife, and grabbed a bunch of Willets’ hair.

  With a firm and strong determination, she shaved Velec’s golden hair, and the process was very rough, until there were no more hair strands on her top and it was full of slight scratches.

  A few minutes later, Vielet’s original beautiful blond hair has been replaced by the **** one. In the process, Veronica was frightened—

  "Are these human beings sick? Why are they so cruel to their compatriots—"

  "Seeing me is like not seeing me, knowing me and knowing what I fear, I have no face other than this face, until the final redemption finally falls on me."

   realized it was here, and seemed to be done. Another nun walked in the dark. She was equipped with a pair of crackling and deadly nerve whips, and she held a tattered red headgear in her hand.

  Veletz put on his headgear calmly, and then followed her away.

  Until now, Veronica has not found a good opportunity to awaken the nun, because the deep consciousness and the origin of the human soul are deeply tied, and random disposal is very likely to cause serious consequences.

   And her power here is limited, she must find a chance that Willets will definitely wake up, otherwise she may not be able to do it again later.

After   , she continued to follow Willett's consciousness and finally understood what she had become.

She became a fanatic of suicide attacks. She was flogged by the stern officers. When they charged with the enemy's line fearlessly dancing with chainsaw swords, any enemy would be uneasy and fearful, and only death or forgiveness could be possible. End their duties to the Lord of Mankind.

  Every day and night, every breath of these women is self-punishment and atonement, in order to demonstrate the glory of the golden throne—

  So, they turned their righteous indignation into a weapon as deadly as the blade they held.

  But Veronica noticed that in Willett’s enthusiasm, there is also another emotion, a kind of obstinacy that is extremely difficult to detect.

  She seems to be holding on to something

  It was this persistence that allowed her to survive the **** battles that were impossible to survive.

  Day after day, day after year.

  She participated in countless wars, and the scars all over her body made her unable to see that she was once a woman, like an ugly bipedal monster.

  Those who fought with her, who punished her, died.

  But she was still fighting, still insisting, holding a certain obsession, and wielding a chain saw sword that became more and more dull.

  Until one day, she finally fell down.

She is old and can no longer wield the heavy chainsaw and redemption. The battlefield is full of corpses. This is a terrible failure. Her legs are broken and her left hand is lying loose on the ground. Her chain saw The sword is stuck in a hideous monster.

  She lay in a pool of blood, breathing hard.

  She still doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to embrace salvation.

  Veronica looked at her, wondering what she was insisting on—

  Suddenly, she felt that the world was shaking.

   "No, her consciousness is collapsing!"

  Veronica was also a little flustered. If she didn't do anything, then Willett's consciousness was likely to sink into the boundless darkness, because she had felt it along the way, and despair had gradually infiltrated all her consciousness.

  Only the last field is left.

  The last field—

  Veronica suddenly thought of something, so she raised her right arm, and the UU-reading www.uukanshu.com staff appeared in her hand, and the top gem burst into bright light.

  Wiletz in a pool of blood, breathing gradually weakened, and black despair was enveloping her.

  Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she saw the blood-colored sky, and the teardrop-like rain of fire was falling.

  Along with a roar, a huge shadow covered her.

   Then, she was picked up by a pair of powerful hands, which were a pair of arms covered with armor.

  Veletz turned his head and saw an interstellar warrior, a stalwart giant in silver-gray power armor.

  The soldier was staring at her through the black eyepieces, as if telling something.

  Afterwards, Viletz looked down and saw a scarred but still shiny Sky Eagle emblem hanging on the soldier's neck. His ugly face was full of scars, finally showing a long-lost smile.

  Veronica, put down her arm, she felt it, and the collapse of the world had stopped.

  She was right!

  Vilec’s obsession is the crystallization of her and Sosyan in her dream, her child.

  (End of this chapter)