Warhammer 40K in a box

Chapter 126 Prophecy and Conversation

The arrival of a living saint is an event worthy of celebration for any state religion world.

Rostov II was no exception.

Although Saint Celestine had left, the Anglican believers and Anglican priests present immediately and spontaneously began a grand mass to celebrate the coming of Saint Celestine.

Countless fanatical believers flocked to the place where Saint Celestine had just landed, trying to kiss the place where she had just stood.

If it weren't for the Kashejin Guards and the Battle Sisters Squad around Chen Xi forming a human wall to block those fanatical believers, they would even want to rush to Chen Xi and try to contact this newly born living saint.

"Governor, please enter the church." With the help of Williams, the old bishop returned to his anti-gravity platform. He immediately invited Chen Xi into the church.

After all, this is the state religion's holy temple. No matter how fanatical those believers are, they would never do anything like breaking into the state religion's holy temple.

This will allow Chen Xi to remain undisturbed for a while, and the old bishop also hopes that you can have a good chat with him as soon as possible.

Many things have changed with the coming of Saint Celestine, and the State Church needs to readjust its strategy in light of the current situation.

Chen Xi naturally also hoped to take this opportunity to have a good talk with the old bishop. It would be best if he could use the influence brought by Saint Celestine to make the state religion cooperate with his actions instead of continuing to act on its own.

However, before that, Chen Xi contacted the two orders of the Holy Rose and the Ebony Grail, and asked them to dispatch a large number of combat nuns to maintain order.

The believers who witnessed the coming of the living saint were extremely fanatical. If there were not enough people to maintain order, stampedes and accidental casualties would be inevitable.

The clergy of the Anglican Church alone were not enough to maintain order.

Originally, Chen Xi should have called in the defense forces, but considering that this was a city of state religion, and taking into account the impact, he called in the law enforcement team of the Ministry of Justice.

When the Ministry of Justice's airship and the Avirus transport plane carrying the combat nuns arrived at the square outside the church, Chen Xi was already sitting in a secret room inside the church with the old bishop.

The old bishop dismissed all the attendants and deacons and asked them to deal with the believers and the Mass.

Chen Xi did not bring any entourage into the secret room. Even Williams could only wait outside the door. There were only Chen Xi and the old bishop in the room.

The old bishop tremblingly opened the secret room's soundproofing and other anti-spying devices before asking Chen Xi, "Your Majesty... no, what exactly is your mission?"

The old bishop originally wanted to ask what the emperor's plan was, but then he changed his mind and asked what Chen Xi's mission was.

After all, the Divine Emperor’s great plan was not something he should know, but he could still know the Governor’s plan.

"The dark millennium is about to end, and the era of indomitable will soon begin." Chen Xi acted like a riddler. He did not say it explicitly, but just uttered a word that sounded like a prophecy.

Combined with Saint Celestine's words just now, the old bishop couldn't help but make an association, so he asked: "What will happen to the empire?"

"A rift will tear the entire galaxy apart, and the empire will fall into unprecedented darkness." Chen Xi saw the old bishop's face change drastically because of his words, so he quickly added: "But his descendants will return." When the old bishop heard this, he almost immediately pressed his hand to his heart. This turn was too exciting, and the old man couldn't stand it.

He operated twice on his anti-gravity platform, and after several injections of medicine were injected into his shriveled, old body, the old bishop finally stabilized himself. After calming down, he asked, "Which one?"

"Not one." Chen Xi thought of Guilliman and the Lion King who had returned one after another, as well as Uncle Black, Khan and the Wolf King who might be in line. He was really not sure how many Primarchs would return in total.

But he was sure there was more than one.

Hearing this, the old bishop's face lit up with a smile, and he hurriedly prayed: "Praise the Emperor! Send the Son of God back to us!"

"Don't think this is a good thing. If the Primarch returns, I think you should know what it means." Chen Xi reminded the old bishop.

Although the return of the Primarch is a good thing for the entire empire, it also means that the empire will face unprecedented severe tests.

Otherwise, why would there be a need for the Emperor's son to return to the Empire?
As expected, the old bishop realized that the prerequisite for the Son of God's return was disaster for the empire, so he looked at Chen Xi and asked seriously, "What price will we pay?"

For the state religion, paying a small price is acceptable if it can lead to the return of the Son of God.

After all, just like the question circulating on the Internet in the 3K era, if sacrificing a planet could exchange for the Emperor's visit to the world for thirteen hours, what would the Empire do?
Chen Xi was unsure of what the Ministry of the Interior and the Council of High Lords would do, but the State Religion would definitely set fire to every world in the empire one by one to maintain the Emperor's presence for a long time.

"The galaxy will be torn apart by a rift until we find a way to mend the wound again." Chen Xi knew how to close the rift, but the empire obviously couldn't do it.

In fact, the Great Rift was not caused by Abad's bombing of Cadia. It was a scar left by the ancient war in Heaven between the C'tan and the Old Ones.

The war between the Old Ones and the Star Gods tore the veil between the real universe and the warp, which caused this wound that tore through the galaxy.

However, after the War in Heaven, the Necrons used Blackstone technology to sew up the wound, until the Eldar created the youngest god, which opened the wound again.

It’s just that there was the Black Stone technology left behind by the Necrons, which was like sutures on a wound, holding it together and preventing it from completely breaking open.

But Abaddon, through his twelve Black Crusades, removed these sutures or fixing plugs one by one, leaving the wound in danger of reopening.

Right now, the only thing that can hold this wound from bursting open is Cadia, the first line of defense of the human empire against the Eye of Terror.

Once Cadia is destroyed, the energies of the Warp will pour out of the Eye of Terror, tearing the entire galaxy apart once again through this wound.

"Your Majesty, do you want you to prevent this rift from being torn open?" the old bishop asked tentatively.

"Your Majesty has no such request, and I am powerless. I am just a planetary governor. I don't have enough power or time to do this." Chen Xi sighed helplessly. If he had three hundred years instead of thirty years, he would indeed be confident enough to stop Abaddon from blowing up Cadia. After all, three hundred years ago, the twelve Black Crusades had not yet been fought.

But it is already 974.M41, and there is really not enough time.

(End of this chapter)