Chapter 821 Obsession
In the dream state of deep consciousness, Velez’s fear is being amplified.
Two strong nuns stepped forward and held her shoulders. Then the older nun forcefully snatched the baby away from her arms.
Although she couldn't hear any sound, Veronica knew just by looking at Velez's expression that she was crying at the top of her lungs.
But the nun still took the baby and left——
After that, Veronica only felt her eyes blur, and she was already in a splendid and grand holy hall. The holy hall was nearly a hundred meters wide, and the painted dome was supported by countless thick marble columns, and at the end of it And in the center, is a huge metal statue.
A majestic human holding a sword in one hand and a claw in the other, looking straight ahead
Just looking at the idol, Veronica felt a discomfort from her soul. It was as if he had been burned by a golden sun, so he quickly moved his eyes away.
Then she heard footsteps and turned around to see a group of people coming.
It was a group of nuns. The one walking at the front was wearing black armor, while the one walking behind was wearing a light red nun's robe.
Among them was a familiar figure.
In the dim light of the aisle, Velez, who had already put on the nun's battle armor, faced the floor directly with his pale face, his hair was sparse and messy.
Compared to before, now she looked almost like a ghost, a fake fading away in time and indifference.
Soon, the team stopped in front of the huge statue, and then Velez stepped forward and knelt down on the cold stone bricks.
“—I have strayed far beyond the supreme salvation, and there is no other way to atone for my sins. Therefore, I ask myself to confess my sins.”
Suddenly, a low and hoarse voice sounded, and Veronica was surprised that she could hear the voice.
No, she immediately realized that this was not the voice in the dream, it was Velez who was saying these words in reality!
Then Velez took off her red gown and let it fall to the floor.
Behind her, a nun silently picked up the clothes without even looking at the clumsy woman.
"The God-Emperor is above me, and I am a guilty person."
There was a fragile strength in Velez's voice, and it gradually echoed in the church.
“No forgiveness, no tolerance.”
Next, each nun stepped forward, took off Velez’s weapons and armor, and threw them aside after taking them off. .
"We will leave you, and your armor and weapons will be destroyed by us."
"I leave here of my own free will, and if I agree, Then he will return.”
Behind her, an older nun used a ceremonial knife to cut Velez's discarded robe into strips of cloth, while other nuns tied it to Velez's now naked arms and legs.
Afterwards, they wrapped the chain of regret filled with barbed iron thorns around her body, and pressed the seal with the oath written on it on her coat, which was now made of cloth strips.
"I shall seek the forgiveness of the God-Emperor in the darkest place of the night."
The older nun leaned forward with an ancient-looking knife and spoke Grabbed a lock of Velez's hair.
With firm, tough determination, she shaved off Velez's golden hair, and the process was very rough, until her top was hairless and covered with minor scratches.
A few minutes later, Velez's original beautiful blond hair had been replaced by bloody hair. This process made Veronica tremble with fear -
"Are these humans sick? Why are they treating their own compatriots so much?" So cruel -"
"Seeing me is like not seeing me, knowing me and knowing what to fear, I have no appearance other than this face, until the final salvation finally comes to me."
< br>Realizing that it seemed to be complete here, another nun walked out of the darkness. She was equipped with a pair of crackling and deadly neural whips, and she was holding a tattered red hood in her hand.
Veletz put on his hood calmly and followed her.
Until now, Veronica has not found a good opportunity to awaken the nun, because the deep consciousness is deeply entangled with the origin of the human soul, and arbitrary disposal is likely to have serious consequences.
And her power here is limited, so she must find an opportunity where Velez will definitely wake up, otherwise she may never be able to do it again. After that, she continued to follow Velez's consciousness and finally understood what she had become.
She became a fanatic of suicidal attacks, whipped into battle by stern officers, and fearlessly charged into enemy lines with their chainsaws wielding their swords. All will be disturbed and fearful, and only death or forgiveness can end their duty to the master of mankind.
Every day and every night, every breath these women take is self-punishment and atonement in order to display the glory of the Golden Throne——
So they channeled their indignation into weapons as deadly as the swords they wielded.
But Veronica noticed that there was another emotion hidden in Velez's fanaticism, a kind of stubbornness that was extremely difficult to detect.
She seemed to be holding on to something
It was this kind of persistence that allowed her to survive the bloody battles where she was impossible to survive.
Day after day, year after year.
She has participated in countless wars, and the scars all over her body make it impossible to tell that she was once a woman, and she looks like an ugly bipedal monster.
Those who fought alongside her and punished her all died.
But she is still fighting, still persisting, with a certain obsession, wielding the chain sword that is getting slower and slower.
Until one day, she finally collapsed.
She is old and can no longer wield the heavy chain saw and salvation. There are corpses everywhere on the battlefield. This is a terrible failure. Her legs are broken and her left hand is loose and paralyzed. On the ground, her chain sword was stuck in a ferocious monster.
She lay in a pool of blood, gasping for air.
She is still unwilling to die and embrace redemption.
Veronica looked at her, wondering what she was insisting on——
Suddenly, she felt the world shaking.
“No, her consciousness is collapsing!”
Veronica was also a little panicked. If she didn't take action, Velez's consciousness would probably sink into the endless darkness, because she had felt along the way that despair had gradually infected all her consciousness.
Only the last field remains.
The last realm——
Veronica suddenly thought of something, so she raised her right arm high, the long staff appeared in her hand, and the gem on the top bloomed with bright light.
As for Velez, who was in a pool of blood, her breathing was gradually weakening, and black despair was wrapping her up.
Suddenly, her eyes widened and she saw the bloody sky, with teardrop-shaped rain of fire falling.
With a roar, a huge shadow covered her.
Later, she was picked up by a pair of strong hands, which were a pair of arms covered with armor.
Veletz turned his head and saw a Space Marine, a giant giant wearing silver-gray power armor.
The soldier was staring at her through the black goggles, as if he was telling something.
Then Velez looked down and saw a scarred but still shining Eagle emblem hanging on the warrior's neck. The ugly face full of scars finally showed a long-lost smile.
Veronica, put down her arms, she felt that the collapse of the world stopped.
She made the right bet!
Veletz’s obsession is the result of her relationship with Soshyan in her dream, her child.
(End of this chapter)