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Chapter 1010 264. Nobles and Priests (3, 3k)

Author: Cut the wallpaper with a knife

Chapter 1010 264. Nobles and Priests (3, 3k)

"If you don't want Marshal Galakhov, let my people take care of this matter."

Lorgar Aurelion shook his head helplessly: "The appearance of the Imperial Guards will make it impossible for them to remain calm during the conversation. Some of them are obviously aware of your existence."

The Admiral of the Custodes frowned: "Do you really think that the excitement during their conversation was just the fault of the Custodes? They are talking to you, Lorgar Aurelion. They are talking to the Emperor's son, so they

That’s why I’m so excited.”

"You should understand what your existence means, Lorgar Aurelion."

Yes, I understand.

The Golden Word Messenger was silent for a few seconds. These few seconds were enough for the brains of the Primarchs to think about many things.

Of course he understands what his existence means to mortals, but because of this, he is even more unwilling to leave this matter to others. Since the last communication with the god, he has been thinking of ways

Gathering information about Him through other means. Gathering the refugees along the way has become a good way.

Their voyage lasted for a long time, and the god seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding with them. Some planets that had been contaminated by the invasion of Chaos would be completely destroyed, and the refugees on them would be wrapped in flames, supporting them until they

Arrival. They closely followed the footprints He left in the universe, like pilgrims seeking miracles.

This metaphor made Lorgar smile bitterly: "Anyway, I still need to do this myself, Marshal Galakhov."

"I have no objection to this." The Admiral of the Imperial Guard replied firmly. "Just let your people bring them here - although I doubt whether these people from the borderlands can really realize that the Imperial Guard and Aspen are

The Difference Between Tarts."

He left, and Luojia sighed. Five minutes later, the door of the reception room was knocked again.

The two Golden Word envoys walked into the room and opened the door completely. Luojia adjusted his sitting position so that he would not look too serious. He set his sights on the two mortals who walked in. About them

The information immediately emerged in my mind.

He stood up and showed a smile that was kind enough but not too majestic: "Nice to meet you, Ernesto Tallinn, Pastor Asazar."

The young noble was almost speechless. Lorgar was glowing in his eyes - and this was not a metaphor, Aurelion's name came from this. His skin would indeed shine with a golden shimmer.

The huge shock brought about by meeting the original body with his own eyes made him speechless. The same was true for the priest, but compared to the complete shock of his companions, he still had a little obvious disbelief.

Lorgar noticed this and thoughtfully gave them some time to regain their senses. At the same time, the gradual change in the expression on the priest's face made him frown.

what happened?

He saw that the priest's expression was gradually changing into a look of confusion, which was not the expression one should have after meeting a primarch.

Lorgar has dealt with many mortals, and he has seen some who are unfazed by favors and humiliations, and even some who are indifferent, but he has never seen this kind of thing - the expression of the state priest named Asazar was telling him something.

The priest felt that he knew him and Lorgar Aurelion.

So, who is more trustworthy, the memory of a mortal or the memory of a primarch? There is no doubt about the answer. Lorgar knows that this is definitely their first meeting. In this case, why does Asazar look like this?

He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he saw a prismatic object falling out of the sleeve of the priest's right hand. It had a color after being burned by flames, and had many complicated small words on the surface.

Jia could clearly see them slowly crawling and glowing on the surface.

Glow golden light.

The Golden Word Messenger's pupils narrowed suddenly.

"Stop there!" He sternly stopped Asazar, who was about to bend down to pick it up, and waved at the same time to signal all the Astartes to step back.

His legions faithfully carried out his orders, and Lorgar Aurelion stood up from his chair and quickly came to the priest. The young noble looked at all this in shock, not even knowing what to do.

Luojia bent down and picked up the prismatic object himself. At this moment, he felt an electric shock that made all the muscles in his body tense. But he hid it well and did not let anyone see it.

"What is this?" He raised it sternly and placed it in front of the pastor's eyes. "Tell me, Pastor Asazar."

The pastor's lips moved a few times, but he did not speak.

"Sir, sir?" The nobleman beside him trembled and spat out broken words. "What happened?"

"Nothing, Ernesto's Tarin."

Lorgar replied majestically. "I should have introduced myself to you. In fact, this conversation should have started with this, but there is obviously something secret about the priest who is traveling with you. Are you willing to avoid it for the time being?

Do I have a private conversation with him first?"

"This, I -" The noble looked at the priest worriedly, and the latter took a deep breath and nodded to him.

"——I have no problem, my lord." Ernesto Tallin replied reluctantly. The stimulation brought by standing next to the original body made him almost unable to stand, but he still walked out of the reception room with his own willpower.

"So."

Lorgar clenched the object that was still glowing, and it radiated warm heat in the center of his palm, which even made the fatigue accumulated in Lorgar's heart for many days dissipate. He was surprised, and while his spirit was uplifted,

I couldn't help but pause for the next sentence.

"Pastor Asazar, can you please tell me everything?"

"I miss you so much, Your Highness, but how do I talk about it?"

Asazar smiled bitterly, and his spirit did not seem to be greatly affected. He lowered his head, so Lorgar could not see the fleeting golden light in his eyes.

"Let's start from the very beginning," Lorgar said.

"At the beginning. At the very beginning, the traitors came to us. With the help of the traitors, they quickly occupied the Governor's Palace and even every military stronghold. Countless loyalists were massacred by them."

"We are still resisting, but they don't seem to be interested in killing us all. They just collect the corpses and then continue to perform depraved rituals. Every day, the environment of our world is changing, and almost everyone can sleep

Sometimes I feel the screams of the dead.”

"We don't know what they are doing, but there is no doubt that they are polluting our world in some more sacrilegious way. Just when we despair, He comes."

The pastor closed his mouth and his lips trembled. When he spoke again, his voice had become very strange.

"Have you ever seen flames and lightning when a thousand people were burned to ashes at the same time? I saw it with my own eyes that day, a thousand, maybe more."

"The traitors howled in the flames, and even their armors were burnt to ashes. The flames swept past, causing the earth to crack and the sky to change color. The walls smeared with blood and minced meat turned into powder, and they were still scorched in the air.

In the mushy air.”

"Then the world was literally destroyed. He tore our world apart, and everything was lost in it. Finally, the fire enveloped us, He left, and you came."

Luo Jia looked at him steadily for a while and nodded.

"You speak well, Pastor, but that's not what I want - you start at the source, but you don't say what I want to know most."

He raised his right hand and spread it out. In an instant, soft light immediately occupied every corner of the room. They looked at it in shock. The priest felt in a trance that this prismatic miracle was breathing slowly. And Lorja

Then I thought to myself, it is alive.

No, it was more than that, it was trying to reveal something to me. Lorgar looked at it and happened to see some small words on the surface squirming into the word 'yes'.

This sudden discovery made the muscles on his face twitch violently.

After a while, he chose to continue the conversation: "How did you get it, Pastor?"

".I was summoned."

Asazar spoke, his expression infinitely becoming one of extreme shock and helpless numbness: "He summoned me, sir. In a temple, I saw enough to make the archbishops fight for their heads.

I saw the exquisite sculptures and paintings, saw the masonry with the name of the victim engraved on it, and then I saw Him.”

The lines on Lorgar Aurelion's face became a little tighter.

"Continue." He ordered, his voice calm.

"He sits on the throne, my lord. He, He"

Asazar smiled bitterly and stepped back, then pulled off the emblem of the state religion on his collar: "He asked me why I don't believe in the emperor."

Luojia narrowed his eyes, but still did not comment.

"I told him the answer, but he said that he is not the emperor." The priest raised his hands to cover his face. "I don't understand, sir, he is not the emperor, so what is he?"

The Golden Word Messenger did not answer this question. Firstly, he knew that Asazar was not really seeking an answer from him. Secondly, now was not the time to answer this question.

He turned his head and looked at the porthole of the reception room. The prismatic miracle in his hand was blinking more and more impatiently. He approached the porthole and observed the scene outside the window. The pastor was still out of control emotionally, so he did not notice his behavior.

.

Therefore, the current scene was exclusively his.

Lorgar Aurelion held the warm miracle in his hand, and his vision was infinitely higher at this moment. He closed his eyes and saw the truth in the golden light.

The truest and cruelest truth of the world they live in - God is about to reveal everything to Him.

But why?

At this moment, Lorgar Aurelion thought about this matter, why did he do this?

(End of chapter)