My Abyss Survival Diary

Chapter 52 The Holy Hammer Nun

The fork plunged into the hungry angel's chest, through the atrophied muscles, and lodged in the gap between the sternum and ribs.

After releasing high-temperature steam, its muscles visibly atrophied, leaving it with negligible defensive capabilities. This harpoon shot caused it intense pain!

It shrieked to the sky, and almost instinctively flapped its six wings, a sudden gust of wind blowing away the remaining steam from the center of the ruins.

The grayish-white shockwave receded in all directions, rolling along the ground, and finally a clear view emerged between the metal frames.

Simon heard footsteps behind him, and Elphis rushed in from the outside of the ruins.

"you……"

Upon seeing Simon, who was unharmed, he was visibly stunned for a few seconds before turning to look at Flanie.

Flani lay on her side on the charred steel plate, her braids undone, most of her hair burned and clinging to her cheeks and neck.

Her vest had several holes burned in it, and the fabric at the shoulders had completely fallen off, revealing large areas of burned skin. The skin was a deathly gray color. Her eyes were closed, her lips were slightly parted, and she was breathing rapidly.

Elphis pulled the tattered cloth from his pocket, unfolded it, and drew out the purple syringe.

The needle pierced Flani's arm, and the ashen gray burns began to change, shrinking inward from the edges. The gray skin slowly peeled off, revealing the pink new flesh underneath.

The process is slow, but it is recovering eventually.

As the steam obscuring their vision dissipated, the enormous monster was within arm's reach, its broken bone spikes regrowing, each one a deadly weapon.

Heavy footsteps suddenly sounded, and five gray figures swept past Simon.

The grey steam armor is a lighter and more flexible model.

The armor plates were much thinner, and a holy hammer was engraved on the shoulder, carved on the left breastplate, with the hammerhead facing upwards and the handle downwards, surrounded by olive branches. A special respirator was worn under the visor, and the peephole on the helmet was painted white.

Simon recognized the order of the Holy Hammer Sisters as the legion whose insignia corresponded to the order.

Three people, each holding a rectangular shield with the top edge at shoulder level and the bottom edge past their knees, stood side by side, the edges of their shields overlapping to form a moving steel wall, which crashed into the hungry angel.

The shield slammed into the hungry angel's leg, the solid steel plate crashing heavily against flesh and blood, halting its advance.

The fourth Sister of the Holy Hammer charged forward, and with the help of her teammates, climbed onto the monster's body, then leaped into the air...

She carried no shield, but a holy hammer with a hexagonal head, each side engraved with the Iron Emperor's prayers.

She raised the hammer above her head, gripped the handle with both hands, leaned back like a drawn bow, and then smashed it forward with all her might!

The hammer slammed into the hungry angel's face, the hammerhead sinking into the flesh, pushing from the jaw all the way to the cheekbone, making the already half-faced angel even more distorted.

The sound of bones cracking came from beneath the skin and flesh; the hungry angel's head jerked back, and its body followed, tilting forward...

Andrei jogged out of the fog, his silver-gray monk's robe billowing in the wind, the corners of which were covered in mud.

His metal right arm was already activated, with tiny steam emanating from the heat dissipation vents in his elbow and shoulder joints, and he was still holding that modified large-caliber sniper rifle.

Behind him followed four reanimated healers. Two of the healers raised their flamethrowers, pointing the muzzles at the Hungry Angel's body. The flamethrowers simultaneously spewed out incandescent tongues of fire, the flames crisscrossing from two directions and scorching the Hungry Angel's torso, burning the withered flesh and the slowly growing bone spurs. Fuel covered its body, burning continuously.

Bathed in intense flames, the hungry angel angrily pushed himself up from the ground.

It braced itself on the ground with its two arms. Its face, which had been twisted by the hammer, had not yet recovered. The bones in its jaw were shattered, and broken bones were protruding from its flesh. It was not in a hurry to repair its cheeks, but was rapidly repairing its body, forcing its body to generate more bone spurs.

The hungry angel shrieked as it swept away the bone spikes, and two broken bone spikes flew out from the side of its shoulder blades.

Bone spikes swept across the Edo Tensei doctors' position. A doctor wielding a nail gun was hit in the helmet and flew to the side, crashing into a bent support beam. The back of his armor collided with the metal, producing a dull thud.

Another bone spike hurtled toward Elphis and Flani. At the critical moment, Andrei fired his gun, the modified barrel firing a reinforced steel-core armor-piercing bullet, shattering the bone spike flying through the air with a single shot.

"I'll settle the score with you later."

After uttering a harsh remark, he continued to work with the impure healers to hold off the hungry angel.

The butt of the gun rested against the elbow of the metal right arm, and the gunshot rang out loudly. The steel-core armor-piercing bullet spun out of the extended barrel, its trajectory almost straight. Each bullet hit the monster's body, causing its body to tremble slightly.

The flames burned relentlessly! The hungry angel's flesh was burned black, curled, and peeled off, revealing the dark red muscle fibers underneath.

The muscle fibers twitched in the flames, like live fish jumping on an iron plate, but the rate of shedding could not keep up with the rate of growth. New skin crawled out from the edge of the burn, and new muscle fibers were re-weaving beneath the membrane, crossing and intertwining one by one, filling the pits burned by the flames.

The bad news is that the flamethrower is almost out of fuel.

The incandescent flames thinned, changed from bright white to dark yellow, and then from dark yellow to orange-red. The two doctors simultaneously removed the empty fuel canisters, pulled out spare canisters from their waists, and turned on the valves.

"We're running out of fuel; we're about to lose our suppressive power," the reanimated doctor warned coldly.

The battle for the Holy Hammer Sisters was even more brutal. They endured the dual pressures of high temperatures and bone spikes, yet they fought bravely, their Holy Hammers shattering the bone spikes and striking the monster's body with devastating force.

The position was collapsing. A nun, trying to avoid the monster's attack, tripped over a bone spike and fell to the ground. The hungry angel's arms slammed down. Three other nuns immediately came to her aid, using their shields to block the fatal blow, but even the three of them combined could not stop it.

Without their shields, the nuns were clearly outmatched. The Hungry Angel's enhanced arms rose and fell, its brutal attacks overwhelming them. Even so, they remained silent and held their ground.

But the hungry angel is still being reborn, a despairing rebirth...

Its charred skin became even harder, and the broken bone spurs grew new "branches" that resembled thorns made of bone. Its two arms were thick and hard, capable of blocking attacks while crushing everything in their path.

As the flames died down, the two doctors dropped their spray guns, drew their chainsaws, and Anderson fired the last bullet from his large-caliber sniper rifle.

But just then, a figure darted past them!

At this crucial moment, Simon, having regained his strength, clutched the urn containing his bones and fought his way across the battlefield with all his might!

"Sisters, cover the sinner!" Anderson commanded through gritted teeth.

"He is our last hope!"