In the arena of the World Eater, Hades sneezed violently, his hands holding the axes and shaking his head.

[What's wrong, brother? 】

Angron, who was standing next to Hades, opened his mouth to ask, although there was no way to fight with high intensity, but it was no problem for Anglon, who was not idle, to guide Hades to learn tomahawks.

Hades blinked,

"Maybe- someone is scolding me, I'm not sure?"

He rubbed his nose,

"Whatever, I'll play a trick on you first."

Angelon laughed, then watched as Hades began to play with the catch-and-throw axe.

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[In the face of an existence that is stronger than you and you can't understand, do you have the only option of surrendering and twisting him into a god? 】

[Then you can explain their power, mercy, and pattern?] How can mortals be so powerful? 】

Motarian took a deep breath, and he took another sip.

[If you have great power, you must be a god? Have you ever seen a filthy existence? 】

The Lord of Death said defiantly,

Khan coughed,

[Mortarian, what have you seen? 】

The Khan's razor-sharp words struck between the fiery two, and they were a wake-up call to Motarian - he had gone too far.

Disgusted with any of his brothers, Motarian didn't want his brothers to actually experience what he had been through. (except Konrad Coz, Magnus, Pertulabo)

But Motarian also realized in an instant that the Khan knew something, and the fact that there were still sane people present, also made Motarian successfully succumb.

The next sentence that Motarian was about to curse immediately slipped into his mouth, and then he paused, finally laughing sullenly.

[I've seen the unimaginable. 】

Motarian whispered, taking another sip and glancing disdainfully at Luojia, who, in the friendly conversation he had just had, had clearly recognized that Luojia was nothing more than a pious shell, that he was pious and that he had a conversion fanatic—but that he could never understand what he called a "god".

The gods in his mouth are nothing more than projections of his own vision.

Twisted devouts, Motarian scoffed.

【…… It's unimaginable," Mortarian said, holding the bottle, repeating it again, "I'm sure I've seen more, even if it's yours. 】

He looked at Luojia, he just saw the liar who shone with his psychic powers, and Hades who didn't speak.

Behind Motarian, Fogen stared at the bottle in Motarian's hand with a blank face, and muttered quietly, "I have seen unimaginable things too."

The angel beside him smiled gracefully, then took a sip of red wine without changing his face.

St. Giles laughed, he thought that Motarian probably hadn't seen the subspace projection of the "commander" in his mouth.

Luojia stared at Motarian calmly,

You can't understand me, and I can't understand you. 】

[But I know the truth, and He chose me to tell the truth, He is God, and our Father is God, and that is all the reason I am fighting. 】

He chose me, and I chose Him. 】

Motarian scoffed, but this time he didn't say anything more.

Because he couldn't be sure where the liar had come.

Then trust your God-Emperor - instead of deifying everything around him. 】

Luojia took a deep breath and was about to loudly refute that Motarian was nothing more than a blind man who consciously covered his eyes, but the Lord of Death stood up and strode out of the stands.

[It's time for me to go.] 】

At this time, Luojia realized that under the stands, the line of death guards was far away.

The Truthteller sighed with some chagrin, but he did not waver, for he had witnessed the truth.

He turned to look at his other brothers, the angel was still drinking wine with Fogen, who looked a little messy, and Khan still enjoying the view from below the stands like an irrelevant person.

Luojia got up in disappointment, and he decided to go to Magnus again.

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St. Giles shook the glass in his hand slowly, and the archangel thought.

The Emperor acquiesced to Luojia's views and allowed the Wai Wai to spread religion, as had been the case before—but the Emperor and the Empire had always been ambiguously deoratory.

Now the emperor has conceded it.

The angel looked at the scarlet liquor, and he took a sip.

He was not as radical as Dorne and Gilliman, and on his home planet, Barr, St. Giles had always allowed and even encouraged people to adopt the religion he had established.

This was also a condition of his negotiations with the Emperor, who allowed the people of Bar to remain faithful while St. Giles submitted to the Empire.

However, the emperor did not discuss this matter with Horus, and he limited the scope of his mission to the Waiwai.

Angel cheeks, what does it mean?

And the War Commander, the Silent Retreat, what is the Emperor planning?

Something big is about to happen.

St. Giles thought silently, and now most of the brothers were still immersed in the emotions of the announcement of the title of commander.

He shook his glass again in boredom, and the angel remembered that if the Silent Retreat was closer to the Emperor's other side of the plan, then Motarian, who was close to the Lord of the Silent Retreat, must have known something.

Motarian was pessimistic.

The angel could feel this, and the Lord of Death was always tightening his strings - what was he waiting for in horror?

There is also the emperor's words to Horus, and more contact with the Silent Retreat......

Even the Silent Retreat appeared in the burning of the Perfect City, and even though the Khan repeatedly confirmed to Luojia that there was no subspace in this matter, if it really didn't exist, then why would the Emperor send the Silent Retreat?

Ashram, subspace, the burning of the perfect city, the god-emperor, the emperor's entrustment, the warlord, the vigilance of Motarian......

The angel lowered his eyes, contemplating the last piece of the puzzle.

Eventually, he found -

St. Giles, who is himself a god in the Baal religion.

St. Giles is well aware of the power of faith, both for believers and believers.

Faith is powerful in the subspace.

St. Giles knew this, and like the Khan, he knew that the truth of the empire was nothing but a lie, because there really was a blasphemy in the subspace.

He drank the scarlet wine from his glass.

There is about to be a catastrophe, from subspace.

St. Giles shuddered and spat out his judgment,

If silence will not prevent that catastrophe, if blinding people to the blindfold of scientific truth will not save them – then faith will be the only antidote.

The Emperor was preparing for both things, the Silent Retreat would be able to fight against psionics, and faith would be the best tool for mortals to resist psionics, but if he was ready to make a large number of mortals religious......

Then the angel said,

How much did the empire have to sacrifice in this catastrophe?

Does that include Horus?

Yes, yes, but it may be an exception

(End of chapter)