Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 214 In the name of the Emperor, burn the heretics!

Although the sudden assassination caused riots among the crowd, it was soon quelled by the inflammatory voice of Vannadan Firebrand. He used extremely persuasive words to push all the blame onto the corrupt empire!
It's the greedy nobles and the corrupt empire!
The originally frightened crowd, under the bewitching words, once again gathered around the cult leader. Anger, hatred, disgust, jealousy and other negative emotions burned fiercely like a prairie fire, attacking the barrier between the subspace and the material universe!
"That's right! That's it!"

Vannadan Firebrand's face, which was covered with oil paint, seemed to have undergone an ugly change under the reflection of the distorted runes. His voice was still high-pitched, and he waved his arms excitedly: "Resist! Resist! Tear apart those greedy nobles!"

The three Eldar warriors who were carefully selected to carry out the first wave of beheadings were already experienced in battles. Seeing that they had lost their advantage of surprise, they drew their swords one after another, and with agility and speed, like fluttering and flickering psyllables, they approached the cult leader again.

“Hahahaha…it’s useless!”

Vannadan Fire Seal looked at the three approaching bright red lights and suddenly swung his hand. Vast spiritual energy suddenly poured out, like a surging wave, rolling and crashing into them.

boom!
With one blow, dozens of people were crushed into meat paste.

However, the attack of the Eldar warriors was once again repelled. Three figures were in a very miserable state, crashing into the house and being buried by the collapsed ruins.

At this moment, several bright red figures suddenly appeared like ghosts. One of them was tall and his spear stabbed out with a sharp and terrifying force!
"Too slow! Too slow!"

However, Vannadan Fire Seal still foresaw it. He turned around, clenched his five fingers, and psychic flames gushed out. The impact of the explosion forcibly knocked the several elves away.

Looking at the tall figure, he put on a sinister smile: "The warlord of Samhan really thinks highly of me, but... not enough!"

The Eldar warriors remained silent, using long-range weapons such as shuriken and power blades to try to find opportunities to kill with one blow. As the best among them, the Battlemaster Rylor took the lead.

The spear shone with brilliance, like a meteor!
when!
It was like the collision of metal and iron, causing layers of air waves.

Even though the people around were torn to pieces by the aftermath, with flesh and blood splattered all over their bodies, the fanaticism on their faces remained unabated. They screamed "Son of Vannadan" and flocked to the cult leader in an endless stream!
Psychic energy screams, collides, and explodes!
The Eldar warriors are cautious and conservative, and seem to be restricted everywhere. Although they know very well what to do to reduce the power of the cult leader, but... judging from the behavior of the Eldar warriors, they are trying their best to avoid harming innocent people.

Do the Eldar care about human lives?
No, that's not the case. Alvin knew very well that the reason why the Eldar were so conservative was probably because the prophet of Samhan adhered to the concept of "cooperation" with humans.

If too many people are massacred, the already obsessed empire will inevitably turn its spearhead against the elves!
This is not only to preserve the Warning Planet, which is very important to the future of the Eldar, but also to show the possibility of negotiation to the Human Empire for future cooperation.

But, in this way.

It is difficult for the Eldar warriors to approach the cult leader, let alone assassinate him. The situation seems to be at a stalemate!

In just a few minutes, the situation suddenly became chaotic!
There are cults and heresies. Vinidal feels like his mind is almost confused. What is going on?
"Sir Alvin...what should we do now?"

Venidal was horrified by the sudden situation.

However, what caught him off guard was that according to the satellite report, the Helian block viewed from high above, together with the seven or eight surrounding blocks, formed a strange symbol!

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the current situation.

The Helian Street District was pre-carved with twisted and blasphemous runes, forcibly "binding" all the people to it, using the incited high emotions as an external "amplifier" to enhance spiritual energy!
In other words...

If you want to defeat the cult leader as quickly as possible, you must start from the "root".

What is the 'root'?
Filling the entire block of Helian, and even the seven or eight nearby blocks, there were tens of thousands of civilians. They were the 'source', the endless waves pouring out from the warp, full of the source of power of anger and hatred!

Tzeentch used tens of thousands of people as pawns.

If the current situation is compared to a chess game, then the tens of thousands of people in front of us are the pawns that cross the boundary river and face death with indifference!
A huge rift spanned the sky, emitting an eerie glow.

It seemed that Alvin could feel the evil god in the crystal maze deep in the warp, casting a playful look at him amid the stirring psychic screams, as if he was looking forward to... his choice!

At this moment, he seemed to notice a gaze.

Following that line of sight, Alvin actually saw an Eldar holding a golden staff, who was obviously of a very high status. The Soul Prophet Kailanaris?
Alvin was slightly stunned, then guessed the other party's identity. The soul prophet, Kailanaris, was staring at him quietly, as if... waiting for his answer.

what is the answer?
He knew it well, and then he looked at Helian. Alvin had already made a decision. He sighed softly: "Notify the Astra Militarum and the 47th Antrell Lions to suppress... the rioting people at all costs."

Yes, this is the only choice Tzeentch left for him!

Evacuate people in advance?

No, even if the people were evacuated in advance, it would not change the outcome. The Sons of Vannadane had been operating in the Hyperion sector for many years, and their teachings had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, unless the Astra Militarum and the Ministry of Justice were ordered to work together to forcibly expel the civilians.

But once the people are dispersed, who can guarantee that the son of Vannadan will not hide completely, looking for the next opportunity to stab the empire in the back when it is the weakest?

No one dares to gamble!

This is exactly why Alvin must do it!

It is too dangerous to let the Tzeentch Cult run wild. Just as the Eldar predicted, it must be eradicated!
He is not qualified... to save those tens of thousands of people.

However, he was not qualified to give up hundreds of trillions of lives on the entire Alert Planet just because of those tens of thousands of people and ridiculous mercy!

Sometimes, you have to admit it.

Although the Inquisitor's approach is extreme, it is the correct choice in the devilish Warhammer universe!

The soul prophet is also waiting for his decision.

Eldar warriors cannot be stained with human blood, but... he, as the supreme commander, can do so.

"Didn't you hear my order?"

Alvin's cold and gloomy eyes, as if suppressing his anger, fell on Venidar: "Colonel Venidar, at all costs, wipe out those rioting civilians, curb and reduce the psychic sacrifices of the cult leader!"

It seems easy to wipe out tens of thousands of civilians.

However, Venidal was well aware of the pressure, guilt and pain that came with making such an almost cruel and inhumane decision.

Not everyone can become a judge.

Not everyone can be so crazy as to make the most correct judgment in an extremely chaotic situation.

At least, Venidal had to admit that he did not have such courage. Even though he had already seen what should be done to solve the problem, he still did not dare to bear the consequences.

"Tell everyone that the order... was given by me."

Alvin's face was stern, his voice firm and resolute, without the slightest wavering: "In the name of the Emperor, burn the heretics. If you want to hold a grudge, then remember my name... Alvin Valshus!"

"Yes, Alvin... Your Excellency."

Vinidal couldn't help but lower his head and hit his heart with his right fist. He felt an indescribable feeling, as if it was burning like a raging fire!

He looked at the young man and suddenly a feeling came over him.

This is... someone worth following!
(End of this chapter)