Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

"Priest, lead three teams of 20 people to capture the low building on the right and provide fire cover for the troops!"

"It's God's messenger, please follow me!"

The priest led the team towards the low building. A fatal bullet flew past and took away the left leg of one of them. Just as he collapsed to the ground, the subsequent gunfire tore his body into pieces.

In the slums not far away, under the abandoned building materials, ferocious heavy machine guns were tearing at Lin Heng's team. For a moment, no one even had a chance to fight back.

Lin Heng leaned against the back of the bunker, gasping for breath, with debris from stray bullets falling above his head. Today was the fifth day of his incursion into the cult, and all plans were proceeding in an orderly manner.

It may be because of the internal fighting within the cult, and the fighting took place in the slums that they cared the least about, so no law enforcement team came to help.

"Damn it, you all want to eat what's ready, right? You won't show up until the very last minute."

Lin Heng cursed as he raised the rifle above his head and pulled the trigger without caring whether he aimed correctly or not.

Just as he was doing this, Baldwin bent over and jogged with an iron plate in his hand, and then he crawled forward. Lin Heng quickly pulled him over.

"what's the situation?"

"In two minutes, mortar cover will be provided, but there is only three minutes. It depends on you whether you can rush in!" Baldwin shouted.

"You're so stingy! Why do you keep so much ammunition? Shoot more, it'll be good for you and for me!"

"Don't worry, the Ministry of Justice has noticed this and has already started making plans and is preparing to send a team. Be careful then, don't be too clever!"

“Swoosh…swoosh…swoosh…”

As the two were shouting, the sound of ammunition breaking through the wind was heard in the sky above their heads, and soon the ruins not far away began to explode.

Seeing that the enemy's firepower was suppressed, Lin Heng immediately stood up and shouted loudly:

"For the God of Blue Feathers, charge!"

The believers shouted and rushed towards the collapsed building.

“You must be careful. There must be psychics in a cult of this size. They have escaped the pursuit of many arbitrators and may be hiding in some corners.

And the more trouble you make, the more likely the Ministry of Justice will send more teams, and then they will be easier on you!"

Lin Hengyi waved his hand to show that he understood, then hid behind his followers and ran towards the still burning ruins.

The entire area is very vast, with abandoned buildings forming a dilapidated urban area. Hundreds of people are walking around freely, making the surrounding area seem particularly spacious.

Lin Heng's followers were separated by buildings and divided into several groups to fight on their own. Lin Heng did not plan to send anyone to deliver the message.

After fighting for several days, this was the final moment. As soon as the legal team arrived, he was ready to act and run away.

"Report to the Lord of God! A large number of cultists have appeared in the three directions of the west, south and north. Some of them are from different camps, but they have all launched attacks on us."

"Huh? How come there are two more? Forget it, just fire away. What are the bazookas and grenades you're given for?

That's when we have to work hard. Do our best to stop the opponent's attack and buy time for my decapitation operation!"

"Yes!"

At this time, the priest ran to Lin Heng again and said hurriedly:

"God's envoy, south, west, north..."

"Stop, stop, stop. I already know what's going on. I've asked people to stop the enemy's advance. Now it's time to rush into the enemy camp and behead their bishop Jack!" Lin Heng said as he activated the chainsaw sword.

The priest quickly grabbed Lin Heng and said that he always felt something was wrong.

"Lord God's Envoy, don't you feel that we are getting a little too deep? Although the other side is fighting back.

But the counterattack was always a little weak, and the battle line was a little long. I felt like the enemy was luring the enemy deep into our territory.

Now the enemies are coming from many directions and they are clearly trying to surround and strangle us, Lord God's Envoy, let's retreat first!"

What the priest said made sense, and Lin Heng had long noticed that something was wrong with the other party, but he was just a fake and shoddy cult messenger.

The purpose is to reduce the power of the cult, so it would be better if you all died. The power they are saving is definitely not for you.

So Lin Heng said righteously:

"What! Do you want to escape from the battlefield? Do you want to give up your faith in the Blue Feather God?"

A big hat was put on the priest, and he was so scared that his legs went weak. He bowed and apologized repeatedly, hoping that the messenger of God would not be angry.

"It's good that you understand. Get up. The Blue Feather God still needs you. Take me to the bishop's hiding place and I will judge him!"

After receiving the order, the priest had to lead Lin Heng and dozens of other believers to the destination.

In the dilapidated factory in the distance, the bishop that everyone was looking for was staring at Lin Heng who was running in the distance, and he was even unaware that his mutated pointed mouth was drooling.

Guess who I am? I am a bald old bitch

And the body under his robe was undergoing some inexplicable changes, as if something was wriggling.

...

Lin Heng's team suffered heavy casualties, and only about 15 people were left when they rushed into the factory. But there was no one else in the entire factory except the bishop named Jack.

The other party stood on the high platform and looked at everyone, as if he had already expected the other party to come here.

"The Lord Messenger of God is him, he is Jack!"

The priest shouted and raised his rifle to shoot. Lin Heng quickly pressed down the other party's gun.

Lin Heng's first kill of a psychic was pure luck, except for the existence of a negative psychic who could suppress the opponent's psychic power. Otherwise, unless the opponent's psychic power is exhausted.

Otherwise, killing him directly would easily lead to an explosion of psychic energy in his body, and everyone present would then be buried with him.

So Lin Heng thought of controlling the other party, and he would be safer after he absorbed all the other party's spiritual energy.

"Are you standing here ready to surrender? If you sincerely repent, I believe the God of Blue Feathers will gladly accept your confession." The priest stepped forward and said.

But the other party didn't even look at the priest, but stared straight at Lin Heng, making a bird-like sound like "chia".

"Yaaaa...Lin Heng...Yaaaaa"

The person concerned suddenly widened his eyes, unable to believe why the strange man in front of him knew his name.

"Lin Heng? Who is he talking about? What's wrong with you, Lord God's Messenger?" The priest said when he noticed that something was wrong with Lin Heng.

"Hey...I have been waiting for you for a long time. The great God of Wisdom hopes that you can obey His orders.

Join our chaotic side. You have seen the ruined world. Do those nobles in high positions care about the people?

It is because of the rule of the false emperor that the empire has become a quagmire of decay. Come with me and let us work hard to put an end to this situation."

The protagonist Jack said, swinging his large robe.

"You're talking nonsense! I don't know where this evil god came from, but he tried to confuse our Blue Feather God's messenger! Damn evil god, you should surrender! Kill him!"

The priest pointed at the bishop on the platform and shouted, and the church members behind him became furious and immediately raised their guns and opened fire.

It was too late for Lin Heng to stop it. No matter how fast he went, he couldn't be faster than the bullet.

Just when Lin Heng thought that the man was about to be shot, the other party stretched out an arm covered with feathers like a bird's claw.

Then a light blue spherical light curtain appeared. The bullets that hit it were all deflected or shattered, crackling and emitting bright sparks.

"Damn evil spirit! It has abandoned its human body to crave the damn demonic power! My Lord, be careful, it has turned into a devil!" the priest shouted.

Lin Heng stood there in a daze, as if he didn't hear the priest's shouting. He opened his mouth slightly and his brows gradually furrowed.

The image of a person in my mind gradually became clearer. I recalled someone I hadn't seen for a long time at the wrong time.

"Helton!"

Of course, this person was definitely not Helton. After all, the other party was countless kilometers away. What puzzled Lin Heng was the tone of the bishop's voice.

The purpose in his words was surprisingly similar to Helton's, causing Lin Heng to think of him instantly.

“Damn it, everyone provide cover fire and drain all his energy!” Lin Heng roared.

A dozen people roared and spewed flames. No one knew whether it was because the opponent had strong spiritual power or because the rifles were too weak. When everyone had used up their last bullets, they still hadn't broken the light curtain in front of that person.

"Damn it, someone insulted our gods, the damned heretics tried to tarnish your glory.

At this moment, even if the other party cuts off my legs and feet, I will crawl over with my hands and strangle him to death!

Charge!" Lin Heng shouted.

The believers behind him also rushed towards Bishop Jack like crazy. Without bullets, they wielded their rifles like firewood sticks, and those who had iron pipes picked them up and sharpened them.

More than a dozen people are charging together. If you have the ability, you can release unlimited spiritual energy! Lin Heng thought to himself, but he quietly lagged behind the others to prevent the other party from using other skills.

"Wow...Witness the power of God!"

Bishop Jack let out a strange cry, and suddenly stretched out his hunched and feathered hands, crossing and grabbing at the air in front of him. Then Lin Heng felt some strange power appearing in front of him.

Because of his sensitivity to psychic energy, he stopped and watched. The next second, the five cultists who were charging in the front suddenly stopped, as if they were caught by something invisible.

Their bodies gradually twisted and were kneaded by a pair of invisible hands. The guns in their hands were inserted into their chests, and a hoarse sound of metal twisting was heard.

Bones all over the body were breaking with popping sounds until the broken bones pierced the skin, and the whole person turned into a pool of broken flesh and blood, like a tomato crushed by hands.

"Ah...crush them!" The bishop said sinisterly as he looked at the frightened crowd.

Not only was the cult priest dumbfounded, Lin Heng was also terrified. Fortunately, he stepped back a little, otherwise he would be the one dead now.

Looking at the strange bishop, Lin Heng found that his hands were shaking and his body was rising and falling, clearly showing that he was quite tired.

Thinking that the opponent was not invincible, he took the lead and rushed forward shouting.

"For the God of Blue Feathers! Die, evil demon!"