Chapter 105, How to crack it
Under the three-dimensional attack of the Battle Sisters and Space Marines, the cultists entrenched in the windmill tower were killed in less than two minutes.
Gu Hang didn't even get a chance to take action.
He pursed his lips and said, "Don't fucking steal all the heads!"
Even if the scale is small and the number of people is small, the reward for such a game is not much, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat. If you guys take all the heads, won't I get any grace points?
Sighing, Gu Hang walked forward.
The Space Marines and Sisters of Battle made way for a bit, revealing the area they had surrounded.
There, was a door, covered with some kind of patterns.
This door should lead to the closed top floor of the windmill tower. Above that, the windmill blades should be there.
Under Gu Hang's spiritual vision, he can clearly see the evil energy of the storm contained therein.
He had some guesses in his mind, but he didn't speak first. Instead, he cast a questioning look at Grit.
Grit frowned and said, "This should be some kind of solidified and sealed spell. I can try to break it."
Martins glanced at the wall next to him.
"Don't even think about it. There's still a ban."
"Can't try to open it violently?" Martins asked.
He had no talent for psychic powers. The gene seed of the Phoenix seemed to be naturally incompatible with this thing. The probability of awakening a psychic was not high. Even in its heyday, the think tank responsible for the chapter's psychic affairs was only a symbolic setting. He still remembered that the last think tank director of the chapter loved to hit people with a sledgehammer.
This kind of mysterious psychic decryption method is what he is most impatient with, but using force to defeat clever tricks and violent destruction is what he is good at, so he asked this question.
As a result, he didn't expect that when Grit heard what he said, he asked back: "How do you think I cracked it?"
“…”
OK.
Grit said no more. She raised the holy golden halberd in her hand and shone it at the door with the sealing rune in front of her.
This thing was still quite solid. Even though Grit's Holy Gold Halberd had the ability to break magic, and she was chanting and calling out the name of the God-Emperor while she was making the strike, hoping to receive his blessing, it still didn't break through.
But a big hole was still punched in it.
The evil energy of the storm leaked out crazily from the big hole. If an ordinary person stood in this room, he would be blown away by the strong wind.
Of course, the people standing here at the moment did not have any problems. Such winds certainly could not blow them away.
Grit felt a little embarrassed that her first strike of the sword failed to break the seal. She gritted her teeth, roared, and struck again.
This time it's really broken.
The wind became even more violent, to the point that ordinary nuns had to call on divine grace to remain standing; even Gu Hang had to intentionally devote himself to spirituality and use telekinesis to control the force of the strong wind.
The Space Marines also have a way... Oh, they don't use any other methods, and that weight can't be blown away.
On the contrary, they were able to march forward, guns raised, and charge inside.
They took on this most dangerous job without hesitation.
If you wear the heaviest armor, you must be prepared to take the most severe blows.
And then, I really got beaten.
A wind bomb exploded on the phoenix that was rushing in the front.
The power of this attack cannot be underestimated.
The Space Marine's body was blown away.
Martins, who followed closely behind, continued to charge forward, firing fiercely with his bolter.
This time, no new wind bombs came.
After he broke through the first fire blockade, the rest of the group followed closely behind him. The Space Marine who was knocked down by the wind bomb also struggled to stand up. He looked fine, just a little embarrassed.
Gu Hang was the last one to go in.
Looking up, he saw the specific appearance of the enemy.
There were actually only two people inside.
One of them was wearing a grey robe and had an exaggeratedly strong body. He looked to be over two meters tall, only slightly shorter than the Space Marines.
This was a sorcerer with a special body shape. Gu Hang instantly judged his strength, which was roughly equivalent to his level 3.
But with such strength, he could barely knock down a Space Marine with one wind bomb, but that was the most he could do. When Gu Hang and his team broke through the door, the people behind the door must have been accumulating strength to prepare. At this moment, his full-strength attack could only make the Phoenix a little embarrassed, but he got up and was a brave man again.
If a real fight breaks out, even if they are ambushed like this, the Phoenix will stand up and fire a volley of explosives at them, which will surely smash both the man and the storm shield to pieces.
However, there was more than just one grenade launcher firing at this moment?
But what Gu Hang saw was a wind wall, blocking the way between the Battle Sisters and the Space Marines. The explosive shells that hit them all exploded on the wind wall.
The flames and smoke were swept by the wind wall and blown everywhere, even blowing away the ceiling above, but it could not hurt the people inside the wind wall.
Through these scenes of light and shadow, Gu Hang saw the real person behind the burly man in the gray robe.
He was an old man, wearing a white lining and a black robe with gold edges. His rather ornate belt buckle was inlaid with broken diamonds that emitted little blue light. He wore a huge amulet covered with broken blue diamonds on his chest, and a tall black hat was also inlaid with gems.
The tiny gemstones on his many accessories all exuded powerful storm evil energy. And in Gu Hang's spiritual vision, it was as bright as the lightning in the depths of the storm, dazzling!
Gu Hang immediately realized that he must not underestimate this opponent.
Even though he had already reached LV5, this old man in black robe was a psychic far stronger than himself.
Behind him stood a native 'god' of the Angry Owl Star.
Although, in many cases, the so-called "god" is just some powerful creature. But since it can be given such a title, it means that it has some characteristics of an "evil god" - accepting faith and giving gifts.
No matter how you look at it, the indigenous gods are still gods.
The old man in black robe in front of him is a direct recipient of God's gift and God's agent.
The spiritual light emanating from his body was almost blinding Gu Hang’s vision.
The wind wall he summoned was able to perfectly withstand the onslaught of thirteen grenade launchers, which was a clear proof of this point.
Gu Hang recalled the name of the cult leader mentioned in the intelligence obtained by the battle nuns:
The original high priest, Trikao.
(End of this chapter)
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