Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 321 310. He is God

The scorching wind brought bursts of ashes, and the last gunboat roared through the layers of smoke and landed in the midst of great sadness and confusion.

The hatch opened, and Lorgar stood in the shadows, he seemed so hasty and at a loss, he stood there, among the ashes of the perfect city, among his equally confused children.

He... he looked slowly, he saw the Word Bearers still rummaging through the ruins and embers for a possible tome, he saw priests kneeling and praying among the ashes, and the impenetrable hearts of men emerged A broken crack opened.

Gradually, a voice sounded.

"Aurelion,"

they shouted,

"Aurelion, my father."

Lorgar Aurelion, they called his name, and above this fiery wasteland, his name was spread far and wide with the wind. They stood up, looked at him blankly, and looked at their father.

Why, they're asking?Why it came out like this?
The heir's confusion and pain surrounded him, and Lorgar felt that something in his body was broken and incomplete—why?He also wanted to ask, why? !

They have done nothing wrong, why suddenly reprimand them?Why humiliate them with the perfect city?So far, Lorgar has received no explanation other than the Ultramarines' communications.

Could it be the Ultimate Warrior...?Lorgar's mind was seething, he was unwilling to think about another possibility, that was the unacceptable abyss of thought, Lorgar would rather accept another possibility—not...not...

But he can't...can't...at least not now, Lorgar looked at the Word Bearers, he tried to force a smile, as a representative, the Primarch cannot show weakness, they are the spiritual support of the children - they are perfect of.

In a sense, always being calm, always being sane, that's the weight the Primarchs have to carry, if not then at least act like that.

Angletai stood among the ruins, looking at his primarch.

Lorgar stepped out of the gunship, he looked so calm, but the calm revealed anger and sadness, Erebus and Kor Phaeron followed the primarch.

Angertai's teacher, chief pastor Erebus is smiling gently and tiredly at the Word Bearers. He still seems to be unable to accept the bad news of the perfect city. Unlike other warriors, the chief priest of the Word Bearers The cleric is soft-spoken most of the time, but the power of his words is hard to ignore - which is why Erebus commands the respect of most Word Bearers, and so does the Primarch.

Angletai still had the necessary respect for his teacher.

On the other side of the Primarch is the commander of the first company, Col Phaeron. Except for the Primarch himself, the Word Bearers generally dislike this company commander who was "promoted from within". , Shiny Terminator armor, a guy who is greedy for life and afraid of death, his armor thickness is comparable to that of tank armor, any soldier wearing such armor will have a dazzling record - instead of wasting this good equipment to Such a person who didn't even have a complete Starfighter surgery.

Angeltay didn't want to comment on this person, but just as he looked at the two people next to the original body, the original body spoke.

【We will remember this moment forever, my son. 】

Lorgar lowered his eyes, his golden pupils graying under the ashes of the perfect city.

[Some incomprehensible things have happened, but I swear to you, if the Empire, if the Ultramarines can't explain what happened this time - then we'll make them pay. 】

The price, this word echoed in Angletai's mind, he felt the touch of ashes brushing against his face, so what will be our price?He thought, O'Reilion, my father, what will be the price of all this?
He stiffly followed the orders of the original body, and the Word Bearers scattered in the ruins began to gather. Even though they were shocked, confused, and puzzled by the scene in front of them, they were still Word Bearers and the most elite in the empire. Soon, an army of [-] Word Bearers gathered in the area.

As First Captain and Chief Priest, Kor Phaeron and Erebus had the right to stand outside the ranks, standing behind the Primarch one to the left and the other to the right.

The last of the Word Bearers returned. It seemed like a signal, but not to them. There was a restless commotion in the air. Angertai hoped it would be the roar of an airship, but unfortunately. , he guessed wrong.

The sun is about to set, and on the other side of the ashes and embers, the orange-red sky is burning hot, and some kind of golden light that is hard to see directly covers the land. No, that is not the light of a star, it is far more radiant than a star.

He has come.

Angertai saw the unbelievable expression on Lorgar's face. It was some kind of... the sound of the mask being broken, Aurelion, you are also looking forward to Guilliman, Malcador... or something else What imperial officials?Except for him—he descended here, descended on this huge ruin, that is a complete confirmation...

...confirmed that they were wrong.

Luojia's cheekbones were tense, and he turned around slowly. The light was so dazzling that even the original body had to squint his eyes. Luojia stared directly at the sun, directly at... the one who walked out of the radiance. exist.

【Father. 】

Lorgar uttered the word tremblingly, a word that represented everything.

The God-Emperor looked at him, it was the Him that Lorgar had never seen, no longer in the thick and glorious golden armor, His long dark brown hair hung down, and he was dressed in rough and rough linen robes, olive leaves tied around On the laurel crown made of thorns, the eyes are cold——

There is nothing in there.

"Kneel down."

he said.

This is not a request, nor is it an order. This is a far stronger and more primitive existence than requests and orders. Angertai's brain went blank for a moment, his muscles tensed, and his power armor creaked. , he knelt down, kneeling among the ashes, the moment he completely knelt down and completely obeyed, an indescribable peace and comfort emerged in the brain of the Word Bearer.

Now, one hundred thousand Word Bearers and one hundred thousand warriors are all kneeling in the ruins of the perfect city.

Luojia looked back at his heir in disbelief, his pupils trembling, then he turned back, his voice almost inaudible,

【……Father? 】

His father, who was looking at him at the moment, had no emotion in his eyes.

"Kneel down."

He repeated it, and the word squeezed Luojia tightly. He felt like he could hardly breathe, his brain trembled, and his back bent to an unimaginable arc - finally, he knelt down.

"Lorgar Aurelion,"

The voice came from above them,
"I'm disappointed in you, I'm disappointed in your Legion."

Lorgar felt a buzzing in his head, his blood seemed to stagnate, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't understand, why—why? !

He wanted to look up at his father, but his attempt failed, a huge disappointment choked him, and he couldn't lift his head.

"You think I'm a god."

The Emperor said lightly.

A twitching smile emerged from the corner of Lorgar's mouth. Could it be because of this reason, or just because you are still refuting that you are not a god, that you destroyed the Perfect City?You want us to kneel down?The truth belongs to us, you can't—

"Then why can't you and your legion fulfill my hopes of you, Aurelion?"

Lorgar's pupils shrank suddenly, he...what...could he...no...he wasn't...why did he...

He acquiesced?

Lorgar's mind fell into a blank again.

In great shock, Luojia slowly raised his head. He saw the God Emperor standing there. The setting sun was his halo, and incredible golden light enveloped him, cold, but -

But it gave him a familiar sense of warmth?
Lorgar opened his mouth dumbly, the god was questioning his believer, what should he...how should he answer.

[We...we spread your truth to the world without slacking off. The Legion conquered one world after another. Father, why did you...]

God, why are you so mean and cruel?
The last words disappeared between Lorgar's murmured lips, and he looked straight at the Emperor with great puzzlement and despair.

The God-Emperor raised a hand, and his eyes were dazzling blazing gold. He seemed to be letting Luojia look at the ruins of this perfect city, the embers after the faith was burned.

"Lorgar Aurelion, do you think you obey me?"

Is not it?Lorgar trembled.

"Your progress is the slowest of all legions, Lorgar, the pace of the Great Crusade cannot be slowed down."

Lorgar felt his vocal cords oozing blood,

[The world behind the Word Bearers is never in ruins!The worlds we conquer can be put into production right away - and they're absolutely loyal to you!Loyal to the Empire! 】

"Loyal to me?"

The God Emperor said these words slowly, and the huge feeling of suffocation and pressure once again strangled Luojia. An indescribable uneasiness and fear enveloped him. He suddenly remembered the abnormality during prayer a few days ago.

"Look at me, my child."

Lorgar stared tremblingly at his god. Behind the god, the sun was burning like an explosion, dyeing the entire sky golden.His face was shrouded in shadow, only his pupils were the same dazzling red gold.

"My child, Lorgar, answer me with your heart, are you loyal to me?"

[I am loyal to you!I am your most loyal believer!God Emperor!my father!Why are you—]

Lorgar roared, but he saw a golden teardrop slowly sliding down the corner of the god's eye, and the god's eyes drooped, which contained too much sadness and regret.

"Then you will see for yourself."

Luo Jia's expression flickered, everything around him was distorting and changing. In a trance, he saw people smashing at the statue of the God Emperor. He wanted to roar to stop him, but the next moment, the pus gushing out of the sculpture made his words stop. in the throat.

This-this-why? !

He saw the perfect city bustling with people, he saw the filth hidden in the alleys, he saw the cultists in human skin dancing wildly and spraying blood on the pile of holy candles, he saw... he saw...

Lorgar shivered slowly, and he bent his upper body, almost fainting—in those images, he saw a corner of the Word Bearer Gray Armor.

He was about to drown in this vast sea of ​​self-blame and despair.

"This is what you offer me, Lorgar Aurelion."

The emperor's calm voice sounded,
After a period of hopeless silence, Lorgar's hoarse voice sounded,

[God Emperor, my lord, please... please give me one more chance, I will personally cut off the carrion, please give me, the Word Bearer, and your heir a chance to redeem... Father... my father... …]

The God Emperor shook his head gently,

"I can't trust you."

Luo Jia felt as if he was dead - he knelt stiffly, as if his breathing had stopped.

"But I am willing to give you and your legion a chance to atone for your sins. You are smart, Luojia, and you have led you and your legion on the right path, even though you have done too many mistakes on this road."

Lorgar raised his head suddenly, and he looked at the God Emperor in disbelief, his eyes were bloodshot, the scorching sun was about to set, and behind them, the night began to take over the power of the day.

"Yes, Lorgar Aurelion, there are gods in this world."

Heavy footsteps sounded from the distance behind the legion, with a slight, crisp metal knocking sound.

The sudden outsider couldn't bear too much surprise to Luo Jia, he wanted to turn back, but the coercion of the God Emperor choked him and everyone in the legion.

"I don't want to lie to you anymore, Lorgar Aurelion, I don't want to see you go astray any more."

The Emperor of God said lightly, the golden tears were glistening, he closed his eyes, unwilling to look at him again.

"I am a god, Lorgar Aurelion, I am a god, but you will never understand what admitting it will do for me."

The God Emperor sighed slightly. Saying these words seemed to cost him too much and he became tired.

"You need to do what is right again, my son, and now, bow your head and feel your guilt, Aurelion, you need to repent."

feel my guilt?what do you feel?Lorgar opened his mouth and wanted to ask again, but the Emperor closed his eyes. He was so disappointed in him that he didn't want to see his heir anymore.

Lorgar still had endless doubts, endless repentance and self-blame in his heart, but now it was useless, and helplessly, he followed the instructions of the gods, and he bowed his head reverently.

Neither spoke anymore, and now everything was quiet—

Except for that footstep, He is getting closer.

In Lorgar's sight, everything began to become dim.

As night fell, the dark, icy waters of the River Styx rose slowly, patting the gray boots of the Word Bearers, and the people grew weaker and became—more awake.

Lorgar held his breath. He wanted to look up and ask what was going on, but suddenly he found that he couldn't move—the gods didn't want him to move.

The sound of footsteps entered the sea where a hundred thousand Word Bearers knelt, and the darkness swallowed them silently.

People want to look up, want to see who is this?What is he doing again?But as their primarchs felt, they couldn't look up, they weren't allowed to spy.

Angortai held his breath, he felt that the voice was getting closer, he was behind him, the darkness almost completely enveloped him, Angortai struggled to maintain his sanity under the washing of the sea of ​​darkness , he saw a pair of black armored feet walking past him, accompanied by faint green teardrops.

So... what is that?
Hades walked silently among the kneeling Word Bearers, holding two blackstone spears the size of his wrists—or rather, long spikes with elaborately carved three-headed hounds at the top. In the hands of Diss, they are ruthlessly overlooking all living beings.

Finally, he stopped at the front of the queue, behind Kor Phaeron.

Kor Phaeron was clad in heavy Terminator armor, his well-maintained armor gleaming as he knelt.

Hades listened to the accelerated breathing of the three people nearby.

He raised the spear in his right hand.

prick!
"呲!!!"

There was the sound of sharp metal piercing, followed by the muffled sound of piercing into flesh, and then the sound of piercing blood and metal, but Kor Phaeron's scream covered all of this—

"Ahhhh-!"

He struggled to hold back his hands, wanting to pull out the spear that had already been firmly nailed to the ground. The spear precisely pierced through the back of his neck, pierced his lungs, passed through his thigh, and stabbed firmly. above the ground.

He couldn't look up, he couldn't look back, the spear had shattered his spinal cord, he couldn't do it - he could even feel the poison on the spear, they amplified his senses and stopped the blood from clotting.

The executioner hadn't left yet. This cruel monster held the spear, and an indescribable sense of fear and powerlessness slowly fell down the spear.

"Uh - hiss ah ah ah ah ah!"

Kor Phaeron gasped and screamed loudly, but he hadn't even finished his Space Marine surgery, blood spurted from his mouth, and he could only make broken gasps like a rag doll.

Luojia lowered his head. He listened to the screams of Kor Phalun on his right. No - no - he realized something. It was his adoptive father - no -

Scarlet sweat trickled down his head.

On the other side, Erebus felt a roar in his ears, no no no no no no, Kor Phaeron has been discovered!Then he probably has already been exposed - he wants to run, he wants to run!But how does he run? !As if aware of his thoughts, the psychic flashes around Erebus became stronger.

fuck you!Erebus called out the names of those gods in his heart, he dedicated himself to them, he promised to dedicate Lorgar, the Word Bearer, to them, they could not abandon him!He is necessary!His Erebus name is in the fate of the Empire's shattering, not ending here, no—!
The footsteps started to move, past Lorgar's back, and Lorgar would never admit that he was relieved at that moment.

Erebus listened desperately to the monster walking towards him. He began to babble nonsense about the will of the four gods. He raised his head, and the violent struggle made his head snap back——

He saw a monster in the dark staring directly at him directly above him, his eyes were cold and dull——

In an instant, Hades raised his spear and stabbed hard!
He heard the crisp sound of skulls breaking, and then the sound of metal, the sound of the spine smashing all the way.

Finally, three hellhounds stood firmly on the top, and blood flowed from the lower end of the spear.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Erebus started screaming, he started yelling, he started roaring, he tried to pull out the spear that penetrated his face and avoided the fatal brain tissue with his hands, but all of this was doomed to be in vain.

The monster looked at him expressionlessly, it was holding the spear firmly, Erebus desperately saw a touch of darkness that made him want to escape and howl along the monster's hand, climbing towards the spear, they Slowly hanging down, like Erebus's drooping viscera.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Erebus let out a shrill scream that pierced the sky. The scream, accompanied by Kor Phaeron's dying cry and gasp, kept ringing in Luojia's ears.

Lorgar bowed his head firmly, he was kneeling, feeling like he was going crazy.

The sun is about to disappear, and the last ray of light will fall into the earth,
The God Emperor opened his mouth,
"Repent."

The next moment, the God Emperor disappeared, accompanied by the psychic coercion that made them kneel before - but none of the 10 people dared to stand up, and they bowed their heads tightly, Feeling beads of sweat slowly streak across his face.

A soft and icy darkness enveloped them, as if to say that He was not cruel, He only punished sinners.

That's... what's that?That's not the Custodian... and it can't be the Primarch... what is that?
The screams of the sinner continued, but the screams accentuated the eerie silence of existence.

Hades stared at Erebus indifferently. Kor Phaeron was dying, breathing heavily, but Erebus was obviously more energetic. He called out to the disciples of the four gods, shouting The name of the big devil, after realizing that none of this would work, he started trying to spit at Hades, yelling at Hades, trying to provoke Hades.

Hades just thought he was ridiculous.

He watched Erebus struggle calmly, the head priest tried to pull out the spear, but it only made him more embarrassed, his eyeballs were about to burst, and the minced flesh spurted out from the seven orifices along with blood.

Hades walked behind Lorgar silently, stood still, drew the broken sword from his waist, used it as a scepter, put his hands on the sword, and said nothing.

He heard Lorgar's sudden rapid breathing, Kor Phaeron's whoo-hoo, Erebus's curses, and the trembling voices of a hundred thousand Word Bearers behind him.

Darkness enveloped him, and now was the time of darkness.

Luojia was trembling, he was going crazy, he was dumbfounded as he listened to his most trusted chief priest yell out the filthy words of the cult, he listened to his adoptive father's dying cry, Kor Phalon seemed to be calling his name - No, don't call him.

Everything was silent except for the Sinners, and the ruins of the Perfect City stared at them silently, as if weeping silently.

When the moon of this planet rose to the center of the sky, Kor Phaeron's smaller and smaller whoo hoo finally stopped, and there was a slight sound of armor rubbing against the sand-it was the sound of automatic muscle twitching.

Erebus began to insult Lorgar and the Word Bearers. He cursed every one of them. Erebus called Lorgar a weak lamb and called the Word Bearers a group of people who had lost the Book of Words. A fool who knows nothing.

The executioner remained silent, but Lorgar and the Word Bearers dared not move.

When the moon crossed three-quarters of the sky, there was no sound at all in Kor Phaeron, and even the sound of dripping water had disappeared. Erebus began to repent. He yelled that he was just deceived by the evil god, but now he He has awakened from the pain of punishment, give him a chance, give him a chance to redeem his sins, even if he is made into a machine servant!
Erebus yelled loudly, he intentionally yelled in the direction of the executioner, his voice was so earnest and affectionate, for a while, he whimpered like a wounded little beast in the desert.

Lorgar felt that he was almost shaken by Erebus' confession, but behind him——

The executioner remained motionless.

An hour later, Erebus started yelling again, but his voice was much quieter.

As the moon disappeared and the night grew brighter behind them, Erebus' voice fell silent, and at last he uttered two strange whoops, and dropped the hand he had been holding on the spear.

Sinners died in darkness, they did not survive the night.

There was a slight sound of metal clashing, and Lorgar felt the executioner behind him, the Silent One, move.

Lorgar's brain was in turmoil, howling near death in Kor Phaeron, Erebus yelling, and the long night with the executioner standing behind him, what was he thinking?

Hades raised the broken sword and swung it down. He saw Lorgar's limbs tense suddenly, but he didn't stand up to resist in the end—

"Ding--"

The sound of the broken sword hitting the armor was clearly audible.

Hardy paused, then retracted his sword, turned around, and prepared to leave.

【You...who are you? 】

Lorgar's faint voice sounded behind him.

Hades glanced back at the still kneeling giant, and he left without saying anything, without saying anything.

The footsteps left along the way they came, and the sky was lit up with a bright fish-belly white.

Its daybreak.

　I don't have a partner, if I have the word "my fucking Valentine's Day", let alone kill two scumbags to relieve my anger.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)