Chapter 232, Here Is the Abyss of Hell

Anatto had fired the last bullet in the grenade launcher.

The bullet pierced a wolf-shaped monster formed by visible white wind, exploded, and blew up its entire upper body, and then its entire body shattered and dissipated.

After sending out this last bullet, Anato threw down the grenade launcher without hesitation, pulled out the battle blade on his waist strap, and rushed forward a few steps. After swinging the knife quickly, in just a few seconds, another monster was dismantled and dissipated by the battle blade in his hand.

This monster was exactly the same as the previous one, but the overall appearance looked like a standing evil cat with three heads.

After destroying this one, more came.

Anato fought tirelessly.

And not only him, but all the people around him were like this.

All those who entered the underground space, without exception, fought here.

They roughly maintained a circular position, and in the center of the position was a flashing blue-white chaotic eight-pointed star.

They were holding on to this place, and outside their position were almost endless storm monsters.

They had different appearances, mostly human, but there were also many animal images, and even many things that were twisted in strange shapes.

But without exception, except for their different appearances, their cores were the same: unstable bodies composed purely of blue and white psychic storms.

They madly attacked the defenses of the human warriors, and they were not afraid even if they were constantly eliminated.

This kind of battle has lasted for more than two hours.

Two and a half hours ago, they entered the headquarters of the original Angry Owl Sect from the opened underground tunnel. On the way, they were blocked by many enemies. The storm sorcery, some installed traps, and explosives were more powerful in the narrow passage than usual.

But none of these could stop the advancement of the most elite team of the alliance.

The captain of the Martins warband, wearing the Terminator power armor, blocked most of the space tightly. With him as the pioneer, no matter what means the cultists used, it was meaningless and they were crushed by him.

In about half an hour, they eliminated countless cultists who blocked the road and finally arrived at the core area of ​​the cult headquarters.

Here, they saw what the cultists were trying to stop: a long-drawn, infuriating chaos eight-pointed star array had absorbed many souls and was flashing at a very high frequency; a large number of cultists gathered on it, and they kept chanting their faith in the evil god fanatically.

In the eyes of many demon hunters and combat nuns, they could see the real soul light of these cultists, which had been connected to the chaos array under their feet.

This was not even because they had the ability to see souls and psychic energy, but because these people were too deeply connected to the chaos array, and their souls had almost been extracted from their bodies. Anyone with a little spiritual talent could see it directly with their naked eyes.

Obviously, these cultists were holding a very evil ritual.

After arriving here, the soldiers of the Alliance did not hesitate, and even did not need the commander's order. Almost subconsciously, they launched an attack on the cultists who were holding the ceremony.

Try to stop the rituals of these cultists as early as possible and interrupt what they want to do, which will certainly have a better result.

However, despite this, it is still a little late.

Around the magic circle, there is a wind wall flashing, blocking their first wave of attacks.

The wind wall was obviously formed in a hurry. Although the cultists of the original wrathful owl sect had already made various preparations when they realized that their headquarters might be attacked, the time was still too short, and the hastily made wind wall protection was not strong enough.

Not to mention, the firepower of the soldiers of the Alliance is particularly fierce. In addition to the per capita grenade gun, there are also heavy bombs, plasma-charged pistols and other things. If it really comes to the point where it is impossible to break, there are also hot melt bombs.

Of course, there is no need to take out such a powerful thing.

Just after a round of firepower, the wind wall is on the verge of breaking. As long as they put in a little more effort, the cultists behind them would be completely exposed to their firepower and would be quickly wiped out.

However, at this moment, inside the precarious wind wall, the storm prayer chanted by the old high priest became louder and more manic.

All of a sudden, all the cultists fell down, including the high priest himself.

However, although they fell down and their bodies were silent, the evil prayers continued to echo throughout the space.

In the eyes of people with spiritual talents, the souls of those cultists were all quickly taken away.

The next moment, the chaotic eight-pointed star with blue and white light suddenly became extremely bright. A white storm swept around it madly.

Everyone's vision was covered by a white mist, and their bodies seemed to feel a huge force and were pushed to the ground.

After a few breaths, their vision was restored, and when they struggled to get up from the ground, they found that they were no longer in the original place.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder; the violent wind made them struggle to get up from the ground; there was no sand or stone on the top, and the bare gray-black rocks seemed to have been blown by the endless wind for countless years and had been baptized to be extremely smooth.

When Anato tried to stand up, he found that in the sudden storm just now, the only three people who were not blown down - the commander Martins, the chief priest Rizzo, and the head nun Grit, were all looking in the same direction at this moment.

Anato naturally followed their gaze, and then froze in place.

He was the fastest to stand up, and the people who gradually got up one by one behind him also looked in which direction curiously, and then they were also petrified one by one.

They saw a huge creature, with a body that was almost as tall as the sky; its body was like a giant bear, but it was covered with feathers; those white feathers were slightly blue, as if there were blue arcs flashing in them; its head was a huge bird, a bit like an owl...

Among the crowd, most of them were locals of the Angry Owl Star. Seeing this huge creature in front of them, they undoubtedly thought of the native myth from the ancient times of this world, which was quite popular on the Angry Owl Star. Even if they did not believe in it, they had at least heard of the legend: the original angry owl.

The original angry owl...

It was actually real!

And just as they were terrified by this, the original angry owl moved.

It took a step and walked towards them, or the chaotic eight-pointed star formation they were surrounded by.

Its steps were very slow, as if it was bound by some force; but it was very determined and had to walk even if it was slow.

After a while, it seemed to be angered by this sense of restraint and roared towards the sky.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind, lightning and thunder!

In the midst of it, one after another monsters of different shapes formed by the storm appeared around the alliance warriors.

These monsters roared and rushed towards them!

At the same time, the orders of Martins, Rizzo and Grit were also conveyed: "Hold the position! Do not allow any monster to enter the magic circle behind us!"

"We will be the shield at the forefront of the human world, and we will never allow any monster from the abyss to break through our defense line!"

Although everything that happened in front of them was challenging people's fragile nerves. But they were all the most elite warriors. After hearing the commander's order, they still quickly formed a circular defense position to isolate the chaotic eight-pointed star array from the monsters outside.

The weapons in their hands fired as hard as they could, destroying one monster after another.

And such a battle lasted for nearly two hours.

In this process, they did not make any mistakes. Whether it was the Space Marines or the Battle Sisters, even the Demon Hunters and the special forces in the army, they were all doing their best.

Sister Grit and Reverend Rizzo constantly encouraged their morale during the battle, making them realize that this battle was about the future of the Wrathful Owl Star.

They were all determined to die.

But despite this, the difficulties in reality would not be diverted by human will—at least not for these people here.

The bullets in their hands were getting less and less; as the battle continued, they would get tired.

By the time of two hours, most people had run out of bullets and could only fight those monsters in close combat; how long could their tired bodies hold the front line?

Although, it seemed that because of their loss of contact, the friendly forces on the ground sent out a reconnaissance team, which was also inexplicably pulled into this space, providing them with hundreds of fresh troops.

But in general, everything seemed to be changing in a bad direction.

Anatol was anxious while destroying the unstable wind monsters that rushed over.

Of course he could still hold on. He was a Space Marine, he was a phoenix, and he possessed extraordinary power.

The battle sisters looked a little tired, but it was not a big problem.

But the demon hunters and the special forces were gradually unable to hold on.

Close combat was inevitable for those who had been fighting for a long time.

They had great courage and determination, but they were still mortals after all.

Without the help of these mortal heroes, even when the battle sisters could not hold on, could the twelve Space Marines alone guarantee that they would not let any monster go?

At this moment, he suddenly felt a strong but friendly energy wave behind his head.

He could not help but turned his head and took a look.

He saw the governor.

The governor, wearing a red military dress, was standing tall and floating there quietly. The wild storm, when it reached his body, was suppressed by a magical force and became very small, only making the corners of his clothes slightly rise and fall, but nothing more.

Governor?

Governor...why is he here?

At this moment, Gu Hang did not respond to these doubts immediately.

He took a deep breath and raised his hands.

A spiritual power that was completely different from the storm here and belonged to him alone, spread out from him to the surroundings.

The storm calmed down in the area it passed.

The monsters made of storms also dissipated directly because of the calming down of the storm.

This was limited to a range of about three to five hundred meters centered on Gu Hang, and it could not last too long, but at least it solved the urgent problem.

Then, Gu Hang frowned slightly, and the warriors present suddenly felt that their fatigue had disappeared.

At the same time, they also found that their ammunition, which had been emptied, suddenly became abundant again.

"Long live the Governor!" A demon hunter shouted enthusiastically, and then everyone - including the Space Marines - shouted "Long live the Governor".

It was not until the battle sisters shouted "For the Emperor" twice that they added the four words after "Long live the Governor".

But Gu Hang didn't care about these.

The original angry owl roared angrily, and the thunder and lightning and storm became more violent. The 300-meter wind-extinguishing area created by Gu Hang was quickly suppressed, and at the same time, a large number of storm monsters were formed from it and rushed towards the human position again.

This time, Gu Hang did not try to force it.

After being encouraged, tired, and replenished with ammunition, the elite warriors under his command were enough to stop those things outside, just as they had done in the past two hours.

At this moment, Gu Hang, who was floating in the air, had blue flames constantly jumping in his eyes.

Martins looked a little worried.

In fact, he was already worried about the governor coming here, but the fierce battle left him no time to say anything.

At this moment, the situation was slightly calmed down, and seeing that the governor was in a bit of a bad state, he wanted to ask.

But he was pulled by Rizzo and Grit on the left and right.

Rizzo said, "Don't disturb him, the Governor is thinking."

Grit's expression was more complicated: "Is this Governor Gu... such a powerful psychic? He has grown too fast in this period of time. Or, he had this power before, but never showed it?"

Her question was not answered.

...

And as Rizzo said, Gu Hang was indeed thinking at this moment.

After coming to this space, a large amount of extremely messy knowledge, like waves, swarmed into his brain frantically.

He had to spend a lot of effort to extract some effective information from it.

This may include the solution to the current problem.

Before thinking of the method, Gu Hang first determined one thing:

This is the legendary [Hell Abyss].