Emperor's Bane

Chapter 850: The Olive Branch of Chaos
"Ingthal."

"I've heard your name."

After a brief silence, when Luo Jia spoke again, the calmness in his voice shocked Angertai.

Although the Word Bearers had been shocked many times today: this time, it was particularly different.

For, in the Primarch's voice, the Word Bearers could hear no confusion, no surprise, no wariness.

And most importantly: anger.

The primarch did not seethe in his throat with rage at this mutant who had defied the will of the God-Emperor and twisted the purity of humanity: nor did he raise his hammer to bring excommunication upon this unclean creature.

And this should be what Luo Jia is best at.

Also: something they should do.

Angertai hesitated, the voice from the Primarch delayed his action: the Word Bearers had already raised their pistols, ready to strike, and all they needed was a signal from the Primarch, and this uninvited guy would get an end worthy of his mutant identity.

But now, the muzzle of the gun, which had been fully charged with energy, was stuck in mid-air: along with Anglete's confused heart.

"grown ups?"

The Word Bearer warned quietly, but he received no response: under the Eye of Terror's sky filled with chaos and madness, Lorgar was lowering his head, looking with interest at this woman who had somehow appeared within a hundred steps of him.

He looked from top to bottom, lingering for a moment on the woman's face and clothes, as if exploring some secret: Seeing that the Primarch had fallen into deep thought, Angertai had to give up his efforts, turned around, and observed the person in front of him.

"hiss……"

God Emperor, the first impression of this woman who calls herself Ingsel is...

Very bad.

The first thing that Anglete remembered was her general outline and her clothes.

Although she claimed to be from Cadia, a wild world next to the Eye of Terror, Ingthor was not thin in appearance, and her height reached the waist of the Primarch, which was very good by mortal standards.

However, the most important point is: when the lady raised her head and looked at the Primarch, her demeanor seemed very relaxed, without any of the nervousness that a mortal would have when meeting a demigod, as if she was equal to Lorgar.

This made Anglete very uneasy.

But what made him even more uneasy was Ingsel's attire at the moment: he was wearing a faded peach-pink cloak, with a pair of purple eyes covered with strange runes, and a few jingling bone-white handicrafts hanging around his waist.

"Tsk!"

However, when the Word Bearer saw what these handicrafts were, he could not help but frown: hanging around Ingsel's waist were several gleaming human skulls that had obviously been abused, and the strange leather cloak she was wearing was, with a little identification, revealed to be made up of several pieces of human skin.

But these were not the worst. He could even see densely written scriptures and inscriptions on the human skin, all of which involved shocking blasphemy and distortion: and they were all written in Colchic, as if they were written by the Word Bearers.

At this point, Angertai could no longer bear it. He thought that his dignity as a warrior and his pride as an Astartes had been seriously challenged. Even though the Primarch had not given the order, he pulled the trigger without hesitation, intending to shoot the man in front of him...

"Wait a minute, Anglete."

The Word Bearers' rage naturally did not escape the Primarch's perception. Just as Angertai was about to pull the trigger, Lorgar's palm had already blocked the muzzle of his gun: the Primarch's voice was still so gentle, but it exuded an aura that could not be questioned by others.

"Don't do that yet, my child."

"……what?"

The one who holds the words is at a loss.

Although he had already discovered that there was something wrong with the Primarch's behavior before, it was not until this moment that Angertai had to face the fact: Did his genetic father actually ask him to show leniency to this obvious enemy of the Empire?

Is this...is this an order that can be obeyed?

At this moment, honesty and loyalty were in fierce competition in Anglete's mind.

at last……

"Yes, my lord."

The Word Bearer nodded: he chose the most Word Bearer-like solution.

Angertai reluctantly put down his gun, but still stared at Ingsel with full vigilance.

However, Ingsel never looked at Angertai from beginning to end: although she could also feel the breath of chaos and the attention of the Four Gods from this Word Bearer, Lorgar was the only purpose of her trip.

The young woman took a few more steps towards the primarch, and finally stopped at the limit that Angertai could endure. Her typical Cardian eyes flickered, and her soft face showed childlike innocence.

(Note: Because they live near the Eye of Terror and stare directly into the Warp for a long time, the pupils of the Cadians are all purple.)
"Lorgar-Aurelian."

The woman saluted respectfully. That was the most formal court etiquette on Holy Terra. God knows why she, a primitive person, knew all this.

But Luo Jia has a conjecture: and this conjecture is now becoming closer and closer to truth.

"We have been waiting for you: I have been preparing for this moment for two hundred years."

"But please forgive us, we should have greeted you on Cadia, not in this world."

The Primarch frowned: he didn't care about these issues.

"You speak Colchian?"

"I only speak my own language. It depends on what you want to hear."

Surprisingly, as they talked, Ingsel's thick accent faded rapidly: when she spoke again, it was in the most standard Terran official accent, but the Primarch was no longer surprised.

Luo Jia took the initiative to speak, trying to take the lead in the conversation.

"Very well, there may be some interesting points involved: but that is not my concern at present."

"If you have not concealed your name, Lady Ingsel, I have some impression of your name: when I stayed outside the Eye of Terror, I once spread the true word of the Emperor to the wild tribes of Cadia. They told me about you, the faith you spread to them, and the mysterious disappearance."

"Please believe that this is not my intention."

Ingselvi smiled.

"We were supposed to welcome you on the sacred Cadia, because it is the center second only to Terra and one of the hubs that can determine the fate of the galaxy. But long before you set foot on that land, some people violated the prophecy of the gods and broke in."

A prophecy from the gods?

This word made Luo Jia and Angertai's eyebrows twitch at the same time.

"Are you talking about the Dark Angels?"

"It doesn't matter what they're called."

Ingthel's tone was brisk.

"They are not guests of the gods, and the land of Cadia is not destined to belong to them."

"One day, when they have tasted enough blood and pain, they will be driven out."

“And that day won’t be far away.”

This statement silenced the Primarch: he was shocked by Ingthor's arrogance.

At the same time, Luo Jia secretly swore in his heart that no matter what the final result of this conversation was, after he left, he would find Zhuang Sen or Luther and suggest that they strengthen Cadia's defense again.

The Great Word Bearer had not forgotten that Luther had treated him well during his stay on Caliban, and that Jonson had made an exception for him regarding the Eye of Terror: though it might not have been their intention, Lorgar always remembered the favor.

not to mention……

The Primarch glanced at the woman before him.

She claimed that she had the help of the gods: Lorgar was already convinced of this.

"You may call me Lorgar, but only my descendants may call me Aurelion."

"As it should be."

"Lorgar is a blessed name, and the holy gods regard you as their favorite."

"I will not be anyone's favorite: the reason I came to this world is to accept suffering and hardship."

The Primarch retorted, but he was still staring at Ingsel with interest.

"However, as for the gods you mentioned."

"I'm very interested."

As soon as these words were spoken, regardless of Ingsel's reaction, Angertai, who had been on guard at the side, raised his head.

"grown ups."

His voice was deep.

"She's just a primitive witch, and what she says is just crazy!"

"Except for the God Emperor, there can be no other gods in this galaxy!"

"Don't be so petty, Anglete."

The Great Speaker immediately turned his gaze away from Ingsel and focused all his attention on his most valued offspring: no matter what the Cadians would bring to him, in Lorgar's heart, they were far inferior to Angertai now.

The Primarch patted his offspring's shoulder gently, and waited until he calmed down a little before he patiently explained things to him.

"Listen, my child, do you remember what we were discussing just now?"

"Behemoth, Anglete: Do you remember the last question you asked me just now?"

The Word Bearer was stunned for a moment.

"You mean: this crazy woman can really contact other gods?"

"You're so flustered, kid."

The primarch smiled.

"Think about it carefully, how many things are wrong with her?"

"Cadia is a primitive world, inhabited only by cannibalistic barbarians. Without some supernatural power, how could this Lady Ingsel leave Cadia and physically cross the entire Eye of Terror to appear before us?"

"Don't forget, even those mortal elites wearing solar-type void combat armor can't stand the environment here, but she can endure the radiation and ultraviolet rays of this world with her flesh without any protection." "What's more: she does speak Colchis and Terra, you heard it too."

"Of course, this is not the most important thing."

"the most important is……"

Just as Angertai was lost in thought, Luo Jia quietly leaned close to his ear.

"Didn't you notice that this woman was standing beside us with such a swagger, but the guards of the Primarchs who were watching us and the guards of the Primarchs beside us did not react at all: obviously, their senses were blocked by the existence of a higher dimension."

"..."

It was not until this moment that Angertai suddenly turned around and found that what the Primarch said was indeed true: the Imperial Guards and the Word Bearers' personal guards still remained where they were, and even the most powerful warriors under the Emperor were completely unaware of the abnormality here.

Angertai's worried and confused brain began to be covered by coldness, and he realized that the Primarch's words were not false: if Ingsel was really from Cadia, then there were indeed too many unexplainable things about her.

But if the God that this crazy woman talks about exists, then these things will make sense.

Damn it, the question he asked his father was just out of curiosity.

How can it be……

How could there be a second god besides the God-Emperor in this world?

Angertai tensed his skin, his brain was in a mess, and he couldn't make any sense for a short time: Seeing this, Luo Jia didn't bother him anymore, and the Primarch turned his attention back to Ingsel.

His voice became louder.

"Also, there is one more thing."

The Primarch narrowed his eyes, his hands faintly placed on his waist. If someone familiar with Lorgar saw this scene, they would know that this was the Great Bearer of Words gathering strength and ready to enter combat at any time.

"Ms. Ingthal."

Luo Jia smiled.

"I don't know how you and your god did it, but your current state makes me feel uneasy: under your appearance of a young woman, I feel a lurking monster that does not belong to the galaxy or the universe I know."

"Because it belongs to the gods."

Ingthor looked up, and even though she could sense the murderous intent of the Primarch, the Cadian woman still admitted it proudly.

"This is the reward they bestowed upon me. The gods have always been generous and fair."

"I don't think so."

Luo Jia raised the corner of his mouth in a sarcastic arc.

"If they were really generous, they would have done something long ago."

"If they are really fair, they should know that my father is a more appropriate person to communicate with than me."

"Why do you think so?"

Ingsel was a little puzzled.

"Luo Jia, you are the favorite of the gods."

"I'm not some favorite."

Once again, the Primarch denied it.

"My lady, I am only the Emperor's son and the God-Emperor's messenger."

"I will not be favored by the gods. If they really want someone more noble, more sacred, and more powerful, then there are better options among my brothers. Although I have always despised the ignorance of my brothers, I know very well that I am no better than any of them."

"You don't need to flatter me. There is no need to try to shake the father-son relationship between me and the Emperor."

"Shake?"

This time, it was Ingsel's turn to make a mocking sound towards Lorgar.

"Why should I be shaken? I am only stating the facts to you on behalf of the gods."

"Luo Jia, you are the favorite of the gods, but not the favorite of your father in your eyes."

"Your father did not love you. He despised your thoughts and efforts. He would not consider you his own son, but the gods regarded you as their pride and support. It was the Emperor who stole you from them, just as he stole your other brothers and sisters."

"You don't belong to him."

"You belong to the gods."

"The gods will not force you: they will only teach you the truth and protect you."

"..."

Luo Jia's pretended nonchalance was now almost broken: his anger finally began to boil in his chest.

"I'm only going to say it once."

The Primarch's voice was so cold that Angertai, who was standing beside him, could not stop shivering.

"If, if you try to disrespect and disrespect my father in front of me again."

"No matter who stands behind you, you will be destroyed along with the barbarians on Cadia."

"We are not afraid of destruction!"

Unfortunately, the Primarch's threatening words did not frighten Ingsel, but instead made her even more fanatical. Her slender arms stretched out from under the human skin cloak, and her bright face was distorted by paranoia and joy: the aura that made Lorgar feel uneasy became more and more intense.

"The Lord God has given us eternal life, and destruction is the blessing of the original truth."

"When you know everything, all you want to do is to want to destroy it all."

"The same goes for you, Luo Jia."

“The truth is ugly.”

"Lies are beautiful."

"Angels can only be evil, only demons can approach perfection."

"If you live in happiness, it only proves that everything you have experienced before is a lie."

"And I, as an angel, as an angel of the gods, will tear open the cage of truth for you."

"You're not an angel!"

Anglete raised his gun again.

What excited him was that the Primarch did not stop him this time.

Lorgar thought of Ingsel and smiled.

"Listen, Ms. Ingsel, I don't care whether you are an angel or a devil, but as long as I give the order, you will be killed by my son and your bones will be crushed to ashes."

"Even if it means you intend to go against the will of the gods."

"Gods who cannot resist even a single cannonball are of no use to us."

Luo Jia raised his chin arrogantly.

"Tell your gods that since they took the initiative to ask you to come to me, they should understand the attitude of supplication."

"Show your sincerity, or I will let you know why I came to the Eye of Terror."

"How arrogant."

Ingthel sighed softly.

"This is not the piety you are said to have."

“Not every god is worthy of piety.”

Luo Jia sneered.

"Show your God's power."

As he spoke, the Primarch's hand was already in a position to clench his war hammer.

"Otherwise, I'll show mine."

"..."

Ingthel was silent.

She had to admit that ever since those black warriors landed on the land of Cadia, things had been moving further and further away from the revelations given to her by the gods.

But she should not give up: the power of God is gathering in her.

The Khadian brought confidence.

"So, what do you want to know?"

When she looked at Luo Jia, what greeted Ingsel was the Great Bearer's premeditated smile and depth.

Obviously, in the previous conversation and silence, Luo Jia was not as confused as his descendant Angertai. He thought quickly and realized how he could use this sudden event to determine the value of these new gods.

"Answer me a question first."

The Primarch spoke softly.

"If you really are omniscient and omnipotent."

"If you really insist, you have something to do with our creation."

"Then tell me: how did my brothers and I come here?"

"Show me: our origins."

(End of this chapter)