The Damn Heretics!!!!!!

The Third Company Captain answered the Dark Apostle with a Bolter.

The Third Company Captain did not bother arguing with him. He simply pulled the trigger and fired several bursts at the dead traitor.

What are you babbling about? Disgusting traitor!!!

The Bolter rounds enhanced by Weapon Enchantment tore out of the muzzle. Their warheads were wrapped in empowered Holy Light, transforming into golden meteors that flew straight toward the Word Bearers Dark Apostle's face.

The Dark Apostle was no pushover. His reactions were incredibly fast. With a wave of his staff, he instantly condensed a psychic shield before himself.

He had truly survived from the days of the Great Crusade until now. Ten thousand years of combat experience were not for show. Against juniors who had only served for a few centuries--

As expected, the Holy Light bolts were obstructed by the psychic shield and came to a halt in midair.

But before he could finish the thought, in the blink of an eye, the Holy Light bolts broke through the shield and continued flying toward the Dark Apostle's face.

The Dark Apostle only had time to hastily turn his head aside. The bolts flew past, grazing his hood.

The Holy Light attached to the bullets violently rubbed against the Chaos runes on the hood's fabric. The Holy Light scorched the Chaos runes, setting the hood ablaze and burning a hole two fingers wide through it.

Half of Aekrion's hood was destroyed. The scorch marks smoked faintly, and through the burned opening, his rune-covered forehead and the two clusters of purple evil flames in his eye sockets were exposed.

One shot had interrupted his theological lecture.

The Dark Apostle adjusted his hood. The damaged half drooped over his forehead while the other half barely covered the left side of