Chapter 560 Crazy Fangirl

Let alone whether this theory is right or not, Celes is disgusted with this kind of sacrifice. If she hadn't discovered it early, the cemetery world would have been invaded by the demon army of Khorne first.

Maybe the bishop of the corpse worship is holding this idea? They are too slow to sacrifice to the emperor, so they have to use the hands of demons to cleanse the entire planet?

But no matter what, Celes has completely eliminated the corpse worship church that permeates the underground and eliminated the dormant dead spirits in the state church.

Who would have thought that the archbishop of the Martyrs Church actually had close dealings with the dead spirits in private.

There was a knock on the door, and Celes responded. The door was opened, and the elder sister wearing a nun-style power armor walked in, and next to her was the head sister.

The two can tell the difference in their duties from their clothes. The power armor of the elder sister and the power armor of other combat sisters are almost the same in style, but the difference in religious decoration is very obvious.

As a military leader of the Battle Sisters, the Grand Sister has the right to use the most sacred and ancient weapons and ornaments in the arsenal, but what impressed Celeste the most was the candlestick of the pious placed on the power backpack behind the Grand Sister.

This candlestick is so thick and wide that it is not an exaggeration to say that the Grand Sister is carrying a wall on her back. The golden disc separates the Grand Sister's head from direct contact with the candlestick, and the disc is full of delicately carved irises. The candlestick is divided into three branches, each with the skull of the pious as the base. Their skulls are wrapped in iron candlesticks, carrying the holy fire to burn forever.

Standing next to the Grand Sister, the head sister is a non-combatant, and her outfit is not as sharp as the Grand Sister. The head sister's face is half covered by a helmet. The design of this helmet is very interesting, like a miniature version of a church. Most of the details have been abandoned, leaving only the basic outline and main building.

The stained glass design on the helmet exuded a dim warm light. Celes could only guess that the head sister was observing the outside world through the window.

The elder sister and the head sister came in, and without any hesitation or pause, they knelt down suddenly on the ground. The knees of the power armor hit the ground firmly, but fortunately the ground was hard enough and there were no holes.

"Saint!"

"Just call me Celes, I am also one of you, a combat sister serving the Emperor."

"This." The elder sister's face flushed, she was excited and excited, "Saint, if you hadn't discovered those heretical filth, this planet belonging to the great Emperor would certainly be humiliated. It is not a pity for us sinners to die, but it is an unforgivable heinous crime to let the tombs of thousands of saints be defiled."

After that, the elder sister and the head sister shouted long live the Emperor and bowed to Celes.

Celes sighed. She didn't know how to persuade the two to stand up, so she had to divert the topic and asked about the combat situation of the Sisters.

"Thanks to the protection of the saints and the grace of the Emperor. We have eliminated all the traitors and crushed them to ashes with the fire given to us by the Emperor. In order to prevent their blasphemous bodies from defiled this sacred place, we used artillery shells to shoot the remaining ashes into the void."

"Very good." Celes praised, and then she saw the body of the elder sister tremble slightly. She frowned. Although she couldn't see the expression on the elder sister's face, she could guess it.

Sighing in distress, Celes originally wanted to act quietly to complete the task assigned to her by the Emperor. Who would have thought that the dead skinners would suddenly emerge on this planet. If they didn't come out, she might be able to spend more time with the children underground.

Thinking so, Celes helped the elder sister and the head sister up, and her eyes collided with the eyes of the two sisters. In the eyes of the Grand Sister and the Head Sister, she could see the enthusiasm hidden in their hearts.

"But I think you must have something else to report when you came here?"

"Yes! Yes!" The Head Sister screamed, then she realized her loss of composure, guilt climbed onto her face, and then was soothed by Celeste's gentle voice.

"Speak slowly, dear."

"Yes."

The Head Sister's excited heart was about to explode, although Celeste's appearance and clothes were so ordinary, those coarse cloth clothes covered Celeste's body like a robe, if Celeste and the Head Sister were put together, people would only think that it was a beggar who was lucky enough to get the attention of the Head Sister.

But the Head Sister didn't feel that way. If she could, she really wanted to hold those coarse cloth clothes in her hands, hold them in her arms, and use her crude and stupid nose to gently smell the pious power of the saint.

No, no, no! This is too rude! Too blasphemous!

The head nun was frightened by her own fantasy. She pursed her lips and clenched her teeth tightly. If her tongue slid clumsily into the front, it would definitely be bitten off by the head nun.

Restrain your thoughts of kneeling down to the saint! Think about how you work! Think about how you serve the great God-Emperor!

Silently reciting the words of the God-Emperor in her heart, the head nun opened her eyes and tried to report to Celeste in a sufficiently stable and peaceful voice. But this persistence was completely shattered when she saw Celeste's concerned eyes. In her blurred consciousness, she saw a circle of sacred halo on Celeste's body, she could see white doves landing on Celeste's shoulders, and she could see white wings blooming. Oh. My great God-Emperor, how can a fool like me be qualified to witness such a holy and perfect body.

Celes waited for a long time but didn't hear the head nun speak. She looked at the head nun's increasingly red face with concern and put her hand on her shoulder, "Are you okay?"

"Oh! Long live the Emperor!" The head nun shouted, and then her body was about to fall straight back. Celes quickly grabbed the head nun who was almost fainting from the fanaticism, and put her palm on the head nun's chest. Waves of golden light penetrated and awakened the head nun's stopped heart.

"I seem to hear the Golden Throne calling me."

"Enough! Head Sister Anluns! Your behavior is simply embarrassing our Bloody Rose Convent in front of the saint!"

"I'm sorry."

Head Sister Anluns was ashamed. She felt pain for her weak spirit and weak body. She needed to repent for her blasphemy against the saint. She should also kneel in the square and tear the evil in her body naked with thorns.

"Okay, okay. Sister Anluns is just a little unwell, there is nothing to atone for."

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