Li Feng helplessly threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stomped on it with his foot. Just as he was about to complain, he looked up at the sky and roared:
"Anderson!!!!!"
This roar stunned the surrounding Daemons for a moment, but obviously Khorne's followers didn't care what he shouted. One Daemon couldn't hold back and charged towards Li Feng, raising its blood-dripping battle-axe.
"Blood for the Blood God, skulls for the Skull Throne! You—"
"Boom—!"
Before it could finish speaking, countless holy light-glowing bayonets appeared out of thin air, instantly piercing it from behind, nailing the Daemon firmly to the ground.
Then, these bayonets simultaneously detonated, blowing the Khorne Daemon into pieces. Fragments even splattered near Li Feng's face.
As the smoke and dust cleared, countless golden glowing pages of the Bible floated in the air, as if a miracle had descended. In the distance, a blond man wearing round-rimmed glasses and a grey trench coat walked steadily through the Daemon army towards Li Feng.
"Ask of Me, and I will give You the nations for Your inheritance, and the ends of the earth for Your possession. You shall break them with a rod of iron; You shall dash them to pieces like a potter's vessel..." A low prayer like a war drum accompanied his every step.
The man wore a black uniform symbolizing his clerical status, a white 'Roman collar' around his neck indicating his priestly duties, and a golden cross gleamed on his chest... This was Father Alexander Anderson from "Hellsing", the ace of the Vatican's 'Thirteenth Section of the traitor Judas'.
He showed no mercy in annihilating the Ecclesiarchy's enemies, using super-scientific techniques to modify his body into a regenerator (Astartes youth version, right?). He was nicknamed 'Killer', 'Head-hunting Priest', 'Regenerator', 'Angel Dust', and 'Bayonet Priest'.
Father Anderson's glasses reflected a faint cold glint under the holy light, and a benevolent smile appeared on his face. This 'benevolence' was for humans, not for monsters and Heretics.
He whispered, "My lost child, have you encountered any difficulties?"
Seeing that he could actually summon him, Li Feng was so excited that he ignored the menacing Daemons around him, directly made a 'cross' gesture on his chest, and said:
"Father! These Daemons want to harm me!"
"Blood for the Blood God! Skulls for the Skull Throne! What in the world are you, trying to meddle with us!"
The surrounding Khorne Daemons roared, brandishing their weapons, trying to intimidate the sudden clergyman.
"So noisy! The dead shouldn't speak..."
Anderson's body turned like a machine. With a wave of his hands, two bayonets sprang from his sleeves, firmly held in his grasp. His tone was calm, yet chillingly cold:
"Daemons dare to walk before me, forming Legions, advancing in ranks, deviating from the only law! You rotten and corrupt beings, attempting to break through with crooked methods..."
He crossed the two bayonets into a crucifix, and a faint golden light emanated from the blades.
"You will die like trembling straw... Amen!!!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of priests and nuns surrounded the Khorne Daemons, each with a golden cross gleaming on their chests. Father Anderson stood up and quietly asked:
"We ask ourselves, who are you?"
"We are 'Judas the traitor'!"
Voices came from all directions. Li Feng looked at the scene and couldn't help but marvel at how powerful the system was, actually able to summon them in groups.
"'traitor', what do you hold in your right hand?"
"Daggers and poison!"
"'traitor', what do you hold in your left hand?"
"Thirty pieces of silver and a rope." (Judas betrayed Jesus for 30 pieces of silver. After Jesus died, Judas hanged himself with a rope, so silver became an exorcism object in the Western world, similar to our peach wood.)
At this moment, a Daemon rushed forward. Anderson raised his two blades and brought them down heavily, directly severing the Daemon's arms in front of him, and a large amount of blood immediately gushed out from its body.
"traitor, what are you? We are apostles and not apostles; we are believers and not believers; we are disciples and not disciples; we are traitors and not traitors. We only worship one thing, we only prostrate ourselves, begging for the Lord's mercy; we only prostrate ourselves, seeking to utterly destroy those who betray the Lord."
As soon as the words fell, his figure had transformed into a grey afterimage, charging into the Daemon's Legion. The bayonets were like the Grim Reaper's scythe, blood splattering wherever they went, and the roar of the Daemons was drowned out by screams and explosions.
Countless pages rotated like blades in the air, instantly disintegrating approaching Daemons into clouds of blood mist.
"Blood for the Blood God! Skulls for the Skull Throne!" A gigantic Khorne Daemon, unwilling to show weakness, roared and charged towards Anderson, brandishing a massive axe.
Anderson looked at it coldly, the bayonet precisely piercing the axe's handle, splitting its weapon in two.
Then, he raised his hand and plunged it into the chest of the giant axe Daemon, nailing a bayonet into its heart, and said faintly:
"Wielding daggers in the night, casting poison into dinner, transforming into soldiers of death. We are the dead, we are a multitude of the dead; we are assassins, we are Judas the traitor, as long as the time comes, we will throw thirty pieces of silver to God, and hang ourselves with a rope."
"Boom—!" In a huge explosion, this Daemon, along with its surrounding companions, was completely annihilated.
At this moment, the priest raised his pistol. The bullets in the pistol were all pure silver bullets blessed by the Vatican Ecclesiarchy, and he fired at the swarming Khorne army... "Then we shall form a party and go to hell together, forming teams and battle formations, only wishing to fight the seven million four hundred five thousand nine hundred twenty-six devils in hell! Amen!"
Li Feng stood rooted to the spot, watching a group of priests performing 'physical exorcism'. In fact, Li Feng was very curious at the time, the Emperor's alt account was indeed Jesus, so that would mean Christianity is the youth version of the Ecclesiarchy?
...In the distance, Trazyn was recording everything with a camera, drooling... "So good! I want it so badly!"
And Cawl was so shocked by what he had just seen that he couldn't speak, only pointing at the scene with his mechanical finger, stammering... "Wh-what is that?"
Trazyn adjusted the camera's telephoto lens and explained:
"Those? Those are the creations of the Higher Dimensional Beings. They will respond to the Higher Dimensional Being's summons and come to help him. They possess rules far surpassing everything, and even the Old Ones are merely one of their creations."
"They?" Cawl asked in confusion. Indeed, in front of Trazyn, the 'doctoral supervisor', Cawl, a veteran academic with ten thousand years of experience on Mars, could only be considered a master's student.
"Yes... Them... that dimension that can create worlds, and the humans above it... Do you know why your Emperor would so adamantly say that only humans have the sole legitimate right to the universe?"
"Wh-why?"
Trazyn sighed helplessly... "Alas... because the creators of the Higher Dimensional World are all you humans. Perhaps, we two are just characters in some author's novel right now."
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