I, Superman, the Supreme Commander

Chapter 209: Rebirth of the Emperor's Power Angel

"Foolish human, do you think that this is the only power that the Lord of Eternal Life has?"

Plague Bishop Morian shouted angrily, leading his followers to cast evil spells.

More vicious curses fell on the human warriors, and more demons with larger sizes and more twisted shapes continuously poured out from the depths of the bottom nest, as if they were endless.

After devouring several demons, the Great Unclean One, whose body swelled up, roared again and led the demons to attack the human defense line.

For a moment, the strength of the two armies was equal again, resulting in a fierce tug-of-war.

Although the troops brought by the Great Sage were powerful, there were too many of them, and when they were dispersed across a battle line more than ten kilometers long, they were just a drop in the bucket.

The human army has been reduced to more than 10 million people, while the number of plague troops is still in the hundreds of millions, and there is no end in sight no matter how hard they kill.

It seems that the plague army is trying to overwhelm the enemy with human wave tactics.

The Great Unclean One did not engage in hand-to-hand combat again, but instead cast evil spells from a distance, summoning swarms of corrosive bees, firing truck-sized venom shells, and even casting curses of weakness, pain, and disease directly on the warriors, severely weakening the human side's combat effectiveness.

[Hold on, warriors. As long as you believe firmly, a miracle will happen! ]

The great sage stood in the center of the army. No matter how fierce the battle in front of him was, he never moved a step, and the calm expression on his face did not change at all.

While giving directives and dispatching orders, he was also constantly cheering up the soldiers.

Seeing the commander so confident of victory, the soldiers gave up their encouragement, chose to believe him, and threw themselves into the battle with all their might.

……

[Kid...you did a great job...]

Celia Ekaterina had a long dream.

In her dream, she relived her miserable life. When she was a child, she struggled hard to survive in the bottom nest and was almost eaten by mutants for dinner. She was rescued by a Redemption Sect combat team that was exterminating mutants. She was adopted by the old pastor who led the team and became a loyal believer of the Redemption Sect.

The old priest taught her many survival skills and the Emperor's truths, and trained her to become an outstanding priest.

With her devotion to the Emperor and her outstanding personal abilities, she quickly became a high-ranking member of the Redemption Sect and the right-hand man of Bishop Macron.

But he didn't expect that in the end he would be burned to death as a traitor by the people he was loyal to. How ironic.

——Celia just let go of two little girls who were almost made dinner by the mutants when clearing out the mutant nest, just like the old priest rescued her that year.

As a result, he was labeled a traitor by Bishop Macron and was burned at the stake without any explanation.

Later, Celia realized that Macron suspected that she was too successful and that she often disagreed with him, so he labeled her a traitor and used it as an excuse to kill her.

How sad it is that the Cult of the Redeemed is led by such a corrupt old man who is disloyal to the Emperor.

Celia couldn't help but reflect on how many innocent people had been persecuted by this old man.

Was she also an accomplice?

Amidst anger, regret, self-blame and sadness, Celia met the end of her life and was swallowed by the flames of the stake.

Just when she was suffering from the pain of being burned by the flames and thought she was finally free, a tall male figure with brilliant light appeared in her mind.

She also suddenly came from the dark and desperate hell to a mysterious space filled with clouds and mist and shining with warm golden light.

Looking at the hazy sacred figure shrouded in golden light in front of her, Celia subconsciously thought of the legendary existence and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Your Majesty?!"

[My child... you have suffered... it is not you who is at fault... it is this world...]

[Take my truth... and save the world... and bring humanity together again...]

A kind, gentle, and compassionate voice echoed in Celia's mind, along with a set of ideas called "Emperor's Truth" and various thoughts on religious reform, which merged into Celia's mind.

When Celia came to her senses, she found herself back in the real world.

Countless fanatical believers knelt before him, looking up at him with devout fear.

She also saw that her originally thin body had become tall and handsome, her skin was white and delicate, and her figure was so good that even the group of nobles at the top of the tower were jealous to death. A pair of huge white wings had grown from her back, slowly flapping to support her floating in the air.

Combined with the large amount of extra information in her mind, Celia suddenly realized her mission, strengthened her belief, turned around and put the traitor Macron on trial.

"Traitor, accept the punishment!"

With a wave of her hand, Macaron was burned to ashes. Then Celia began to drastically reorganize the Redemption Sect, and then renamed the sect [Emperor's Truth], promoted new doctrines, and established cooperation with the Great Sage...

All of this is in accordance with the emperor's mysterious guidance.

Celia never expected that she would still fail to live up to the Emperor's expectations.

They had not even realised that the power of Chaos Demons was lurking within the Hive, allowing the plague to invade the Underhive.

And she herself was defeated by the Great Demon in the battle with the demon, bringing shame to the Emperor. This is simply too shameful!

With reluctance, regret and self-blame, Celia still lost consciousness uncontrollably after being nailed to a wooden stick by the devil.

At the moment of her death, she even suspected that she was not pious enough, so the Emperor's miracle did not happen to her.

[Your Majesty, is it that your loyal servant has not done enough...]

When her soul was floating in a daze, a pale sun with brilliant light suddenly appeared in front of Celia. The light was icy cold but also made people feel warm, which was very contradictory.

In the sun, a tall, handsome man wearing golden armor and a laurel crown walked towards Celia, step by step on the golden road paved with sacred golden light.

The long black hair and the kind yet majestic face were exactly the same as the statue that Celia had worshipped day and night in the church since she was a child.

"His Majesty!"

Celia exclaimed, falling to her knees and bowing her head reverently.

[My child... you have worked hard... you have done a great job...]

Celia raised her head, and looked at the emperor excitedly with tears in her eyes: "Your Majesty, are you here to take me to the Golden Throne?"

The Emperor shook his head.

Celia felt bitter and lost, but at this moment, the Emperor said.

[It’s not the right time yet... Child, your mission is not yet complete...]

[With my strength... I will continue to fight...]

The emperor's tall body gushed out golden light, and the strong light merged into Celia's body. Celia screamed in pain as if her soul was torn apart.

[Hold on...child...hold on...]

Celia gritted her teeth. All her devotion to the Emperor and all the pain she had suffered in her life turned into her unshakable will at this moment. She endured the pain of the Emperor's power.

【I won't be defeated! 】

With a soul-stirring roar, the long and agonizing fusion of divine power came to an end, and the Emperor's loyal servant was transformed into something transcendental.

[Go, child... go and continue your mission...]

In the real world, the corpse tied to the Great Unclean One's weapon suddenly opened its eyes.

"Ahhh!"

The Great Unclean One screamed in pain.

Golden flames suddenly rose from the corpse, melting the demon's weapons and even burning half of the demon's body.

The weak demons around were instantly swallowed up and vaporized by the golden flames.

The angel's broken body was suspended in mid-air, rapidly reshaping itself in the golden flames.

The dirt and scars were burned away by the flames, the delicate body and snow-white wings were restored to their original state, the golden armor became even more gorgeous, the fiery red hair flew like flames, and the opened eyes radiated a blazing light like the sun.