Sorrowful Wing and Unyielding Holy Flame

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Only then did the female maintenance technician realize what was happening. Her voice trembled slightly as she asked:

"Y-you're the demon monsters the Terran Dominion spoke of?"

"Heh."

At her words, the giant's laughter resonated with the metallic quality unique to his helmet, echoing throughout the entire chamber.

He released the female technician's safety harness and said:

"Demons?"

Though the giant's helmet processed his original voice, a trace of mockery could still be heard. "To the Tyrants of the Terran Dominion, we truly are demons—demons who will end their tyranny."

As he spoke, he adjusted the angle of the Boltgun in his hand. "But to you—"

Bang—!

Before he could finish, he suddenly raised his arm. The Boltgun spat searing white fire, and a single round pierced the Hydralisk crawling through the hatch over twenty meters away, striking its neural node with perfect precision.

Splurt—!

The Zerg's body burst apart in the zero-gravity environment, its purple blood condensing into glittering strings of droplets.

"We are the Battle Angels of the Imperium of Man, the offspring of Sanguinius." The giant put away his Boltgun, and the teeth of his Chainsword stopped spinning. "And we are the Lamenters, who fight to protect you."

The female technician's eyes widened as she stared at the Zerg remains floating around her.

The monsters that had driven her into despair were as helpless as toys before this giant. What shocked her even more were the scars on his Power Armor, some scratches from bone spines as deep as one or two centimeters.

In truth, this battle had not even counted as a warm-up for the giant—or rather, for the Lamenters.

Had he not deliberately shut down Titan Armor's Energy Shield and lowered the explosive yield of his Bolt Rounds, those Zerg could never have gotten