Chapter 47: The Chaos Abomination

Time was running out. Carter called for the assault ship through his communicator.

The assault ship arrived quickly, hovering over the thirteenth level courtyard of the Drake District. The hatch slowly opened.

"Let's go. We need to move quickly!"

Without hesitation, Carter and his Imperial Guards leaped into the ship.

As soon as the hatch closed, the ship ascended rapidly, speeding towards the battle zone.

In the operations command room, Bayev's expression was tense as he stared at the red markers on the slum district map.

One of the markers indicated a terrifying Chaos Abomination!

During the C2 squad's mission in the area, a mistake had occurred.

A cultist had seized the opportunity to inject the Chaos Essence into himself.

The powerful forces of Chaos instantly corrupted the cultist, transforming him into a Chaos Abomination!

This abomination was wreaking havoc, causing massive casualties among both the Imperial Guards and the surrounding civilians.

Bayev had already dispatched all available reinforcements to the area.

The strongest of the Imperial Guards, Captain Carter, was en route to the battlefield as well.

If the abomination hadn't emerged in a civilian zone, he would have called in artillery strikes to level the area.

But unless it was absolutely necessary, he couldn't do that.

Such actions would provoke the governor's wrath, something Bayev could not afford.

Moreover, he had promised the governor that he would protect the people.

If too many died tonight, he wouldn't be able to face the governor.

For now, the situation was still under control.

He could only hope that there would be no more mistakes from those executing the mission.

Emperor above, please protect me, protect those soldiers, and let them complete their task safely!

...

In the southern part of the slum district.

Support troops from the Defense Force and Enforcers were gathering, evacuating all civilians from the combat zone.

On the ground in the distance, a multi-meter-tall Chaos Abomination was rampaging.

Its body was a grotesque mass of twisted flesh.

The flesh contorted and writhed, lacking any clear shape or form, making it revolting to behold.

Thick tentacles extended from the writhing flesh, moving like twisted serpents, constantly probing their surroundings.

The surface of the tentacles was covered in suckers and densely packed with black eyeballs, which darted about, scanning the area.

The sight of these eyeballs emitted a palpable sense of malice, sending chills down the spines of anyone nearby.

If a cultist were to witness this scene, they would undoubtedly fall to their knees, praising the All-Seeing Lord.

The offspring of the great All-Seeing Lord has descended!

The abomination's tentacles whipped about, smashing through the flimsy shelters in its path.

It then used its tentacles to scoop up the people hiding within, tossing them into its gaping maw as if discarding trash.

The flames of destruction roared, and the terrified screams of civilians echoed through the area, mixed with sobs and wails.

The atmosphere of fear weighed heavily on everyone.

All they wanted was to flee, to escape as far as possible from the monstrous abomination!

But those who were too close were utterly paralyzed by the fear radiating from the abomination.

They couldn't even muster the courage to run.

They could only be devoured alive!

Rat-a-tat-tat!

The Defense Force soldiers and Enforcers surrounding the abomination unleashed a hail of gunfire at the monstrous entity.

Their guns spat flames, and bullets rained down on the abomination like a torrential storm.

But their attacks seemed to have no effect.

Bullets were absorbed into the abomination's flesh, as if consumed, causing no visible harm.

The abomination continued its advance towards the crowd.

One of its tentacles wrapped around a screaming worker and constricted with brutal force.

Like crushing a mere insect, the worker was suffocated, his body crushed into a bloody mess.

Then, it tossed the mangled corpse into its mouth, chewing with sickening crunches.

"Ahh, such delicious flesh!"

The cultist's head, embedded in the abomination's chest, cackled with glee. It radiated a savage hunger for more blood and meat.

It looked hungrily at the fleeing crowd:

"You can't escape. You will all become my food!"

A tentacle lashed out, sending a charging Imperial Guard flying, crashing into a distant shack.

Another tentacle whipped forward, capturing several unlucky civilians.

It hoisted them into the air and casually tossed them into its mouth, where sickening crunching noises followed, filling the air with horror.

Boom!

The abomination was struck by a shell, and the force of the explosion sent its massive body toppling backward, crashing heavily to the ground.

Its fall caused further destruction, flattening a row of tin shelters into debris.

The shell had been fired by the assault ship!

Carter's assault ship had arrived, hovering not far from the abomination.

The hatch opened, and Carter, along with his Imperial Guards, leaped out, landing heavily on the ground with dust swirling around them.

Carter and his massive Guards emerged from the smoke, standing in the abomination's path.

The ship's cargo bay then opened, dropping a large, thick iron crate, almost as tall as a man.

The crate slammed into the ground with a thud, embedding itself not far from Carter.

Carter quickly approached the crate, pressing a switch on its side. The crate opened, revealing its contents.

It was a nearly two-meter-long blood-red chainsword!

The chainsword was named "The Eviscerator," and its exaggerated size made it clear that no ordinary human could wield it.

This weapon had once been the prized possession of Bishop Doni, said to have belonged to a powerful and fanatical Space Marine.

After Governor Eden obtained the chainsword from Bishop Doni, he gifted it to Carter.

The Eviscerator not only had immense destructive power but had also been consecrated and blessed by the church, making it the bane of heretics and cultists!

Carter reverently grasped the hilt with both hands and drew the massive weapon.

Though the sword was still somewhat difficult for him to wield with ease, it was enough for battle!

At that moment, the last surviving member of C2 squad crawled out of the wrecked shack and ran over.

His arm was severed, and his body was covered in wounds.

The Imperial Guard looked at Carter, his eyes filled with guilt:

"Captain, it's all my fault…"

Had it not been for his mistake, his comrades wouldn't have died.

"Shut up!"

Carter's expression was cold as he forcefully twisted the chainsword's valve, injecting promethium fuel into the engine.

Instantly, the chainsword's engine roared to life, causing the jagged blades to spin at high speed, throwing off sparks like a wild, roaring beast!

Carter fixed his gaze on the abomination, now rising again in the distance—a grotesque mass of squirming flesh.

Coldly, he declared:

"As the strongest warriors of the Royal District, the War Angels of the governor, we prove our loyalty through fearless battle.

Prepare for combat.

We'll take that heretic's head to prove our devotion!"

(End of Chapter)

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