Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

But for some reason, new evidence has recently emerged suggesting that this Primarch is still within the human realm.

The two conflicting intelligence reports contradicted each other, and no one could step forward to make a decision.

As a result, these judges brought with them many ritual artifacts that they had prepared beforehand, as well as some powerful weapons from the material universe.

Anyway, we can just throw them all at the Primarch's face when the time comes, although the price will probably be our own lives.

But once the tasks were in place, the rest was left to the divine emperor on his throne.

If the evil steel hasn't been demonized yet, then it's a huge win—killing a demonic Primarch.

If it's as we know it before, then Evil Steel has become a demon and can only be banished by them.

This is also a great victory for the empire; no matter what, it's a win!

"We have repeatedly advised His Majesty the Regent not to worry about this battlefield, and that we should handle the exile of Evil Steel. However, His Majesty the Regent has insisted that he will arrive in Sheila in three days."

Lowe, the Inquisitor who possesses a revolver wrapped in a fragment of the shroud, bears the heavy responsibility of using his sacred revolver to stun the Primarch so that his companions can successfully carry out the exile ritual.

He was sitting in his small room, the dim yellow oil lamp flickering around, making one wonder whether this was a drifting wooden boat at sea or a giant steel ship sailing in the starry sky.

He was writing a letter, outlining his thoughts, and all the words were only understandable to the judges.

Even the Star Speakers can only transmit information, not interpret it.

Just looking at the dilapidated state of the room, one might wonder if they'd wandered into the set of a vintage film next door.

Or perhaps it's because the decorative style of Lovi and the other judges resembles that of the witchers in ancient Terran legends.

"We will fulfill the mission bestowed upon us by the God-Emperor. Our operational objectives are as follows."

The specially made quill pen glides smoothly across the paper:

"Confirm the existence of Evil Steel, whether it is a physical body or a demonic body, and then kill or banish Evil Steel according to the confirmed information."

He looked up, the flame of the oil lamp flickering in his pupils, the dim yellow light gradually darkening.

Huge vibrations and roars came from all parts of the ship as the enemy launched their first attack.

Egang is a man who will never sit idly by and wait for his doom.

Love remained motionless until he finished writing the letter, then got up and left the room.

"Notify the fleet that we must either board the Evil Steel or land alongside them on the surface of the planetary debris to fight! We cannot initiate the ritual under long-range combat conditions!"

Lowe shouted loudly, but there was no one around. It was as if something inside the ship could hear him and send the message to the right place.

“Evil, we have banished you countless times.”

"Our resolve will never waver; as long as evil remains in the mortal world, we will never cease our efforts."

"By the God-King, in your name—" he drew the revolver, "for the Messiah!"

This was his battle cry, a phrase he had discovered while studying the history of the Inquisition, the Assassins' Court, and the State Religion.

The seal bearer, Macardo, regarded him as a "savior" and recorded him on a piece of blood-stained shroud.

Lovi naturally regarded him as the God-Emperor.

So, this blood might be His Majesty's. I've heard that some power armor pieces have fragments of His Majesty's armor embedded in their shoulder armor.

These all have the same effect.

I have used it to clean my revolver and defeated countless enemies.

However, it doesn't take effect immediately after shouting "God Emperor above!" You have to shout "For Messiah!" afterward.

However, his companions looked at him strangely, and many of them immediately wanted to pull out their weapons.

It seems that if a new term suddenly pops into one's mouth besides "for His Majesty," the first reaction would naturally be to label it as heresy.

Chapter 257 The God Emperor Says It's Okay (3K)

"For the God Emperor!"

The squad of judges had just crash-landed on the wreckage of Shera when they faced several dangerous Chaos cultists.

Those monsters are not Chaos Astartes, but some kind of corrupted servants, yet they possess powerful heretical abilities, requiring their combined efforts to fight against them.

After all, no judges are wearing special power armor today; they are here to carry out preliminary surveying tasks, so there's no need for a major commotion.

A single judge even has the power to intervene in an entire imperial world, where everyone is of noble status.

But now, when it was time to be loyal to the God Emperor, they were like a group of green recruits going to the battlefield shoulder to shoulder for the first time, hoping only to be at the forefront.

Their mission was to bury anti-demon arrays in the surface ruins of Shera.

Instead of destroying the already ravaged planet again, the enemy pointed out that the decisive battleground designated by the heretics was right here.

Even the remnants of this planet may have been sacrificed in a chaotic ritual.

Who knows what will be summoned into the world after the sacrifice?

Therefore, pre-installing the Empire's latest anti-demon array is the best way to deal with it.

This is the latest technology developed in secret collaboration between the Great Sage Caul and the Inquisition. It is said that Caul once flirted with many imperial departments right under the noses of the Imperial Guard.

This gave him the opportunity to experiment with forbidden and even obscene secrets beneath the Golden Throne.

These anti-demon arrays originated from this, containing fragments of a great machine once driven by the psionic power of the God-Emperor.

But what the judges didn't know was that this "great machine" referred to the screw used to flick Caul's head.

It didn't even spring out from the main body of the Golden Throne.

However, as long as it works, that's fine. After all, Khorne's foot skin might be enough to cause the slaughter of an entire world, so why can't the God-Emperor's screws?

After this elite team successfully stormed the target location and set up the array, they were prepared to sacrifice themselves.

Since the sacred objects could not be taken away, they lost their benefit and had to face these abominable things that had fallen into chaos.

Just moments ago, he could hit the bullseye every time he raised his gun, but now he has to expend energy aiming, and the sluggishness and pain in his body are gradually becoming apparent.

Even more terrifying, among these Chaos Believers, Chaos Wizards gradually emerged. They became aware of the array's existence and sought to remove the sacred object once more.

This means that the judges would have to sacrifice themselves here, risking their lives to protect the sacred objects from being affected.

Until rescue arrived.

A small transport boat flew by, and a judge landed on it; it was Lowe, a senior.

"By the Divine Emperor, death will be the end of our loyalty, but at least it will not be today."

Lowe raised his revolver. He had recently come to the realization that when this sacred revolver reached its peak, it could even enter an unlimited ammo mode.

Moreover, what was fired was an Astartes bomb that was completely out of caliber and belonged to the Astartes!

Although I don't know the principle behind it, it only works after reciting "for the Messiah".

The phrase "God Emperor above" alone doesn't have much meaning.

Could it be that His Majesty changed to a safe word at some point (crossed out).

Lovi didn't want to think too much; killing one more heretic was the best way to show his loyalty to the God Emperor!

Therefore, even in front of his companions, he shouted that sentence loudly:

"For the Messiah!"

Sure enough, the revolver in his hand roared, and although it was just the recoil of a small pistol, it unleashed the Emperor Angel's fury.

Before the person even landed, they had already wiped out the surrounding Chaos believers, and even had time to accurately shoot the Chaos wizards in the head.

Lowe landed safely and removed the parachute from her back.

What era are we living in? They still use this outdated stuff. There's no way around it; powered backpacks aren't very comfortable for a mortal body to wear.

No member of the Cult of Mechanics dared to suggest modifying the original technology to create equipment that could be used by ordinary people.

It's as if any process that doesn't conform to their blueprints or production templates is heretical.

Lowe was internally complaining as he prepared to reunite with his companions.

But he saw that many people had their guns pointed at him.

"What did you just say you did it for?"

The cold, questioning words made Lowe want to curse.

The people in the courtroom are all idiots, complete idiots!

Although there is indeed a demonic school within the empire that advocates "learning from the barbarians to control them," those people rarely appear on the front lines and are hostile to each other.

So much so that every time he shouts "For the Messiah!", he has to rack his brains to explain it to his colleagues.

He began, “Hero Makado, the founder of many imperial institutions, left records that Messiah, the name of the savior, is clearly an honorific title for His Majesty the God-Emperor!”

He raised the revolver in his hand, threw off the rosary beads he carried, and pointed it at his own head:

"By the God-Emperor, for the Messiah!"

boom!

He fired, and a bright flame exploded out instantly before going out in a flash. It was just a wooden bullet that grazed Lowe's forehead, but didn't even break the skin.

Then, a faint golden light enveloped Lovi's arm and weapon, overflowing with a divine aura.

It was the same will as the sacred object they had just escorted, and even echoed it.

The judges had to admit, and were even a little envious, that this was indeed a sacred object of the God Emperor!

Lovi seized the opportunity and struck while the iron was hot, shouting:

"To fulfill the mission bestowed upon us by the God-Emperor, my comrades, shout with me!"

"For the Messiah!"

He raised his arms, and a great light shone forth, accompanied by hymns and the image of angels surrounding him.

The others didn't hesitate, thinking that since they were loyal anyway, there was no harm in joining in.

If it really is His Majesty's real name, wouldn't that be a huge windfall!

The surrounding enemies swarmed in again. There was no time to hesitate. Lowe shouted in a booming voice:

"I went back and kicked down the door of the state religion, and before His Majesty's throne, I requested that the state religion's scriptures be amended to include this sentence!"