Chapter 702

Just like what Duanmuhuai said, it is impossible for Horus to let it go.

The sixty-second expeditionary fleet is gathering again, however, it is almost impossible to find that mysterious fleet in the Istvan galaxy.

Horus now has a hideous face. Although he has already made a deal with those invisible existences in the subspace, the other party has promised to blind the brilliance of the Astronomical Torch and isolate them, so that the communication between those fleets will be interrupted, but Horus Russ didn't know if that worked for that fleet.

The remnants of corruption, lackeys of evil gods.

Horus clenched his fists, and the other party's curse still echoed in his ears, but this time, what arose deep in Horus' heart was not anger, but doubt. Obviously, judging from what the other party said, they knew very well what the existence of those subspaces was, and thought that they had succumbed to those mysterious guys... No!

Horus slammed his fist on the table.

He is not a running dog of the evil god, this is just a deal, Erebus said very clearly, they cannot affect the real world, they just hope to maintain the safety of the two worlds, and prevent the emperor from becoming a terrible god. And what I did was just to use their abilities. They traded with each other and each got what they needed. It could even be said that Horus was using these evil gods to achieve his own goals!

He is not the running dog of the evil god!

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Footsteps sounded, and Horus looked up to see Mortarion walking in.

"The Worshipers were furious. They demanded that the fleet be searched immediately. They vowed to avenge their Primarch."

"They'll get what they want."

Horus said coldly, without Angron, there is no need for the Empress to exist in his plan. Those uncontrollable risks are enough once, and he doesn't want to have a second time.

"Will they come?"

"This is their only chance."

Horus gritted his teeth. The loss of the Sixty-second Fleet was not heavy, but several warships were sunk, and a large number of warships were damaged and needed to be repaired. The fierceness of the opponent's firepower exceeded his imagination. Not only that, but the gunnery commander also told him that the opponent's rate of fire, range and reaction ability were much stronger than his own fleet.

This is also the reason why the mysterious fleet was able to fight four against one, and was able to retreat in the end.

By the way, a large number of loyal fighters were also taken away.

Emperor bless?

Thinking of this, Horus sneered.

No one can bless you, not even that false god.

There is only one way for you to die.

But at this moment, the atmosphere in the fleet of the Tribunal is equally dignified.

Loken, Tarwiz, and Garro met each other with very serious expressions.

"Everyone is frustrated."

Loken was the first to speak, his tiredness could not be concealed on his face.

"We know that we need to escape the Isstvan system, go to Terra, and report Horus' rebellion to the Emperor. However, I am now worried that there will be a second split among us."

Hearing Loken's words, the expressions of the other two also changed slightly. In the past, the Astartes were like brothers, and it would never happen that an Astartes pointed its weapon at another Astartes. But now, everything has collapsed. The betrayal of Horus and the massacre on the third planet of Isstvan have completely defeated the rules that everyone originally relied on.

But above all, their attitude to the Emperor.

The vast majority of Space Marines sent to the surface are veterans. Like Tarvez and Garro, they served in the Legion before the Emperor recovered the Primarch. They are the most steadfast Emperor. Supporters, but also regard the imperial truth as an absolute creed.

However, now that things have happened, it is clear that the Imperial truth that was supposed to be a belief is but a lie, their Warmaster was changed by the power of evil, and their kin and brothers were thrown into the arms of Chaos, They have become unspeakable monsters. In this case, it is obviously impossible for them to believe in the truth of the empire.

Then, for veterans, another problem arises.

If the Imperial truth is a lie, is the Emperor worthy of their trust?

They didn't have time to think about this issue before. At that time, these Astartes just wanted to survive, and tried their best to protect themselves from the deadly poisonous gas and flames, as well as the pursuit of their own compatriots. So they fight and fight back without distraction. But now, as they sat exhausted and bruised in the silence of the cabin, they had to start thinking about it again.

Is the Emperor worthy of our trust?

Do we really still owe our allegiance to the Emperor?

Imperial truth is a lie, so what's the point of all we've fought so far? What's the point of the Great Crusade?

Loken now found that he understood Horus' thoughts, but he did not choose to give up. Unfortunately, not everyone would make the same choice.

"We need direction."

"So you let that woman preach among them?"

Gallo frowned.

"You know what I saw? A mortal standing on a dais, talking nonsense like the Emperor is God, while hundreds of Astartes knelt before her. This scene reminds me of the planets we conquered during the Great Crusade, those preachers and audiences who preached the truth of the empire! Now that we have lost the truth of the empire, are we going to pin our faith on illusory gods?"

"Maybe we should talk to His Excellency the Grand Inquisitor."

Tarvitz spoke at this moment.

"Perhaps . . . I think he can show us a way."

"Do you trust him so much, Tarwiz?"

Loken also looked at Tarwiz.

"To be honest, I suspect that the relationship between this fleet and the Empire may be unusual. You have all heard that during the battle, they shouted 'for humanity' and 'for the Tribunal', but they never mentioned a word Speech on 'Empire' or 'Emperor'."

"I know."

Tarvitz nodded.

"But what we have to do now is to find the target. We have seen what the Astartes who lost their target will do, and none of us want to do it again here."

After making a decision, the three rushed to the main hall again, but to their surprise, when they entered the main hall, they saw Hindman and the woman sitting on chairs, chatting with the Grand Inquisitor.

"Oh, here you are."

Seeing the three Astartes warriors, Duanmuhuai chuckled, and raised his chin towards Hindman and the woman.

"These two people have been trying to convince me that my arrival is part of the Emperor's plan. I have to say that their logic is quite self-consistent. It is still logical when written as a novel, at least it can be justified."

Hearing Duanmuhuai's words, Loken and Tarwiz looked helpless, while Gallo frowned. Even if the imperial truth is a lie, he doesn't like these preachers who talk about it.

"Because this is the truth, Your Honorable Grand Inquisitor."

The woman spoke again, her voice soft and calm.

"The Emperor's brilliance guided you here, looking for a new future for us..."

"To be honest, I think I've heard enough."

Duanmuhuai waved his hand.

"I never got a high score in my reading experience in Chinese class, so you don't need to be so far-fetched to give my actions a big meaning...and... I suddenly thought of a very interesting thing. "

Staring at the old missionary and the woman in front of him, Duanmuhuai suddenly thought of a famous joke among players.

"You say you believe in the Emperor and that he is the true God, right?"

"Yes, Lord Grand Inquisitor, the Emperor is indeed the true god of this universe..."

"I don't object to this, but what proof do you have that the Emperor you believe in is the Emperor?"

".........?"

It has to be said that Duanmuhuai's inquiry really confused several people.

"Of course we believe in the Emperor..."

"Emperor is just a title."

Duanmu Huai interrupted the woman's defense.

"A noble title, but there is more than one person in the universe who can be honored as Emperor."

“……………………”

Hearing Duanmuhuai's words, Loken's expression was a bit strange. He clearly remembered that before the Shadow Moon Azure Wolves captured a civilized star system, the leader of that civilization also called himself the Emperor at that time, and he even set a A trap was set up to lure the Astartes, but in the end Horus himself slew him.

So for a long time after that, the joke "I was there when Horus killed the Emperor" was indeed very popular among the warriors of the Luna Wolves.

It now looks more like a prophecy.

"So, you cannot prove that the emperor you believe in is the emperor of Terra."

Duanmuhuai spread his hands and looked at the woman with a half-smile.

"Right?"

"But I felt his power. The light from Terra guided me, dispelled the fog, and foretelled the future for me..."

The woman clasped her hands tightly and placed them on her chest, while Duanmu Huai remained unmoved.

"Well, I agree with this point. As I said just now, the birth of many gods comes from the power of will. If there are enough believers and people in the empire, they think that the emperor is a true god and will protect mankind forever. Then it is indeed possible for such a true god to appear—a god named the Emperor."

Having said this, Duanmuhuai laughed.

"So, you are the emperor who intends to replace the ruler of the human empire with a god called the emperor, um... that's interesting, isn't it? From this point of view, you and Horus also Not much difference."

“………………!!”

Hearing Duanmuhuai's ridicule, the woman's complexion changed drastically, the old missionary next to her also trembled, and the three Astartes warriors were equally stunned.

"No! Lord Grand Inquisitor! We believe in the Emperor of Terra! It is definitely not someone else!"

"You are just his worshipers. If it is a fictional god, it is naturally in your imagination, because it is your thoughts that created it. But the Emperor actually exists, you see, just like those worshiped Idols, artists, and their admirers will also regard these artists as perfect, even the pinnacle of existence, but you should be very clear that there is actually a gap between the artist in the eyes of the admirers and the artist in reality. Right?"

"this……………"

The woman backed away, she wanted to deny Duanmuhuai's words, but she had to admit that what Duanmuhuai said made sense. She is a recorder herself, and she also has many friends of artists around her. She knows that many mortals admire these artists, and are even willing to dedicate everything to them. In the eyes of those admirers, these artists are noble, handsome celebrities. But she knew that most of the time those colleagues were alcoholics, and often even gave up on themselves...

"No!"

The woman screamed and collapsed to the ground trembling.

"I'm not, that's not what I meant......!"

At this moment, she completely lost her usual eloquence. She never thought about this question. Is the Emperor she worships and the one who is really in Terra really the same person?

If they are not, then what does everything they do represent?

"Well, it looks like that's the end of it."

Duanmu Huai spread his hands.

"Go down and think about your life carefully, and don't talk about boring things in front of me in the future."

Duanmuhuai’s question was actually a very famous joke among players. At that time, a very serious player posted a complaint saying, “After reading the Holy Words, I feel that the emperor in it and the one on Terra are not the same person at all. ", and then some players replied, "Then what do you use to prove that the Emperor is the Emperor?"

So this became a matryoshka stalk.

You can't prove that the emperor you believe in is the emperor, which means that the emperor of Terra may not be the emperor of the state religion... Laughing.

At most, it can only be said that they have the same first and last names.

So the soul in the skeleton rack sitting on the golden toilet may not have been the emperor of Terra, but the emperor who became the state religion.

This is a civet cat for the crown prince. Luo Jia spent 10,000 years successfully usurping the throne. Congratulations, congratulations.

To Duanmuhuai, he was just making a joke, but it seemed to be a big blow to Hindman and the woman. They supported each other and left the hall trembling. And the three Astartes looked at them, feeling a little sympathetic in their hearts for no reason.

"Okay, the boring things are over."

Duanmuhuai withdrew his gaze, patted Augis's head beside him, and looked at the three of them.

"So, what do you want from me?"