Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Story

"The story of the emperor?"

Lu Mingfei subconsciously wanted to agree.

But he immediately remembered that the delicate little boy in front of him was a "demon".

"What the hell do you want?"

Lu Mingfei said in a deep voice.

"I just want to hear stories."

"I'd love to know, the Emperor...... Why can you let your brother fight for Him so desperately? ”

Lu Mingze's pale golden eyes were full of anticipation, like a child waiting for candy.

"You don't need a reason to fight for Him!"

"Okay, since you want to know, then I'll tell you ......"

Lu Mingfei thought about it again and again, but still chose to talk about the emperor's great journey.

This Lu Mingze is very weird.

If he was really a demon, then when he helped him pull out the pseudo-god spear on the viaduct, he would have been incinerated to ashes by the Imperial Radiance on his body.

And now Lu Mingfei really has no way to banish or purify this little demon.

"The Emperor, who existed long before the first human city was built, has guided mankind in different times and in different capacities......"

Because he was telling a story rather than preaching to demons, Lu Mingfei began to tell the historical stories he knew very directly.

"In the thirtieth millennium of human history, after the golden age of mankind has completely declined and collapsed under the double blow of AI rebellion and subspace storm, the great emperor has appeared in front of the world."

"He unified the chaotic Holy Terra at the time, and established twenty mighty legions of Angels of Death to launch a great expedition to the galaxy."

"He vows to make humanity great again, to reclaim the lost planets and worlds, and to return them to the glory of the human empire."

"And in the course of the Great Expedition, the Emperor's once lost twenty demigod heirs were also found among the stars one by one, and became the leaders of each legion."

"The Weepers, to which we once belonged, have genes derived from the holy angel of the twenty demigods, the Great Holy Leth."

Speaking of the former father of genes, Lu Mingfei straightened his chest proudly.

"It was the most glorious period for mankind, the Emperor's Great Expedition pierced the galaxy, and all the alien creatures that slaughtered humans in the past were cleared......"

"Until...... The Great Reversal. Horus. The Great Rebellion of Lucapel. ”

But the smile of reverence and pride on his face did not last long, and was soon replaced by anger and hatred.

"The Great Rebellion ......"

Lu Mingze pondered this word, and his little face also showed a look of hatred and disgust.

"He was the Emperor's most important son, the commander of the expeditionary legion, and the best friend of the Father of Genes."

"But he led half of his legions into the abyss with their commanders, and launched an unprecedented rebellion against the Emperor."

The great Saint Leves foresaw his fate of dying in battle to protect his father, but he did not hesitate to defend the emperor until the last moment...... Killed by the Great Rebellion. ”

Speaking of this, Lu Mingfei's body was trembling.

He had seen such a scene dozens of times in the cursed hallucination of "Black Fury", as if he had become the father of genes and died in front of the throne of the Great Rebellion.

In the end, the Emperor killed Horus...... But he also paid a great price, being so badly injured that he had to be placed in the life support of the Golden Throne. ”

"But even in these thousands of years, the emperor is still protecting mankind all the time."

"His lit psionic torch serves as a beacon for humanity to navigate through the frenzy of subspace;"

"He allows the souls of the valiant to return to His Golden Throne instead of being swallowed up by the abyss;"

"His will incarnates as a living saint and continues to fight against the enemies of mankind......"

After becoming the champion of the warband, Lu Mingfei learned the unknown history of the Great Rebellion from the documents inherited by the Weepers from his mother.

The more detailed information was found in a small space wreckage during a clean-up of a small space ship, from a "Dark Angel" wargroup warship during the Great Expedition.

After reading it, Lu Mingfei immediately burned it, this kind of thing not only could not be exchanged for material help, but even caused a lot of trouble.

"Rebel...... No matter where it is, what era...... It's all disgusting and angry. ”

Lu Mingze said softly.

He listened to the thick, desperate, cold story, but he couldn't read much emotion on his face.

"That's right...... Betrayal is unforgivable! ”

It was rare for Lu Ming to reach a consensus with the little devil in front of him for a short time.

"But don't tell such a terrible story next time, brother."

"It will cause serious psychological trauma to children."

Lu Mingze smiled, got up from his chair, turned around and walked to the windowsill.

"Where are you going?"

Lu Mingfei frowned.

"Of course, continue to find a way to get your seductive holy soul, brother."

There was a playfulness in the little devil's distant voice.

"Don't you think, demon!"

Lu Mingfei shouted angrily.

Then I saw Schneider with an indifferent expression in front of the exam table.

The other party clutched the silver carved revolver in his hand, as if the next second as long as he moved, the revolver would be aimed at his head.

From the reflection of the metallic luster of the gun body, Lu Mingfei saw his blazing eyes.

"It's time for the exam, don't be nervous!"

Professor Manstein appeared next to Schneider and nervously comforted Lu Mingfei.

Although he had seen it in the video, after seeing these beautiful and noble eyes, Manstein's heart was still quite shocked.

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, his eyes drooped, and when he opened it again, his eyes had returned to their normal black pupils.

This scene, even Feng. Schneider was a little stunned.

"I don't think I'm done yet......"

Lu Mingfei grabbed the pencil in his hand, trying to seize the second or two to draw a few more notes.

But in the next second, his eyes widened.

Gone were the staves and notes he had written on the blank paper, replaced by a whole page of strange characters with a whole bunch of rings like keychains.

"What the hell is this......"

Lu Mingfei began to curse the little devil in his heart.

"This won't work...... Everyone has to turn in their papers on time, and the S-Class is no exception. ”

Manstein immediately took away the answer sheet and quickly sealed it in a file bag.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the clock, and the hands were already past twelve o'clock.

"Okay...... What do you call the 3E exam, but it's actually a music exam? Why is the horn playing "Aria on the G String"? ”

"Are you guys playing Bach on cello and violin to destroy the aliens?!"

He asked helplessly.

Although this way of fighting the purifying aliens sounds quite artistic.

But if this is the case, then famous musicians such as Beethoven, Mozart, and Franz Joseph Haydn are actually heroic soldiers who once fought against aliens?