Thirteen days after the Emperor's order to destroy the Perfect City, the Whisperer's fleet arrived in the Perfect City.

The Seventeenth Legion did not hesitate to carry out this order from Terra.

No warnings, no notices.

Everything was so abrupt.

The majestic fleet that obscured the sky and the sun shed the fire of death in the admiration of the devout, and carried out the will of the Lord of Mankind in the most ruthless way.

Needless to say, each Astarte legion in the Great Expedition is a sharp knife to crush, and their will is led by the Gene Primordial, whose creator is the Lord of Humanity.

Every legion must act at the will of the Human Emperor, or it will be utterly destroyed.

Even the perfect city that has poured Luo Jia's heart and soul into it is no exception.

A spear of light from the Whisperer's fleet pierced the defenseless city.

Billions of lives are fleeting in the grand cannon, and the heavenly kingdom on earth, which once symbolized reason, is suddenly destroyed.

No ornate church has survived, and no survivor has survived.

It symbolizes the complete destruction of 'faith'.

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Loga saw a world that was burning.

The iron rain of the drop warehouse poured down, and the grand cannon and light spear were spewing out tongues of death from time to time.

This was supposed to be the fate of the enemies of the human empire.

This was supposed to be the end of heresy and alienation.

However, at this moment, the believers and warriors from the 17th Legion have completely applied this endless firepower that they were once proud of to their supreme masterpiece, the [Perfect City].

The significance of this city to Loga is extraordinary.

It symbolizes Loja's pursuit of reason.

During the Great Expedition, the entire Seventeenth Legion conquered countless lost worlds, and they witnessed the violence and madness of the faithless to unimaginable proportions, barbarism and heresy in the dark galaxy, turning into the great scars of every world.

And what the Bearer has to do is to bring to them what human beings really need.

Faith.

Although Loga knew from the beginning that the truth and faith proclaimed by the Empire were on two separate paths, facts speak louder than words.

After witnessing the golden-armored Messiah descend on Colchis, the genetic agent became one of the few who knew the truth.

The Lord of Mankind is undoubtedly a god.

While Imperial Truth has always denied any supernatural existence, Loga has always seen it as a test for humanity by the gods.

When a god exists, then He can never deny His own existence.

Then there is only one way for the gods to speak to test the devotion of His people to themselves.

Therefore, Luo Jia changed the name of the 17th Legion to [Whisperers].

He firmly believed that until the end of the Great Expedition, until the flame of reason was rekindled in the stars, then the test from the gods would truly end, and the light of faith would last forever.

Although Loga knew that his conquest in the Great Expedition was not as fast as he would have liked, the peaceful and serene worlds he conquered were also symbolic of the Speaker's unwavering devotion to his faith.

Therefore, Loga has always adhered to this philosophy, spreading reason and faith to every world he has conquered.

—until the declaration that symbolizes the wrath of the gods comes.

Until...

"Loga."

Calm and gentle, solemn and solemn.

It is the voice of the Lord of Mankind, the greatest Lord and Emperor of the stars, the protector and conqueror of the Empire of Mankind from beginning to end.

Luo Jia hung her head weakly.

"Father..."

He didn't dare to look directly at His wrath, he didn't dare to ask Him any questions.

It's just that Loga's legion made the most irreparable mistake.

The center of power of the Seventeenth Legion, the supreme chief of thousands of priests, Erebas.

The sincere missionary on whom he had placed his trust in his endless trust had brought untold calamity to the Seventeenth Legion at this very moment.

A flame of mutiny.

"Get on your knees."

The emperor whispered softly, but there was endless indifference.

In an instant, Luo Jia's knees fell heavily, rippling in a pool of blood.

Beside him was the corpse of the chief company commander of the Whisperers, Colfaron.

The Lord of Humanity demanded that Loga sacrifice his adoptive father's life in exchange for the Empire's newfound devotion to the Bearers.

Therefore, Luo Jia killed the father who shaped him with his own hands.

No hesitation.

As it should be.

At this moment, the pupils of this genetic prototyp were soaked with endless remorse.

Not for the death of his adoptive father, not for the death of Erebas, nor for the destruction of the City of Perfection.

For a devout believer, the most powerful punishment is not the wrath and harshness of the gods.

Instead, he was pointed out by the gods that he was still not religious.

Loga fell to her knees in agony.

He could clearly feel the scrutiny from the emperor, and he could also clearly feel the incomprehension of the heirs beside him.

You can hear the roar of artillery fire in the distance.

Loga doesn't understand why this happened, but she understands why it happened.

Yes, the XVII Army is suspected of mutiny.

They have created countless worlds that are most loyal to the human empire, and they have spread the light of their faith into the endless darkness of the sea of stars.

However, all their efforts were shattered in a cold and merciless star language.

While the faith and loyalty of each of the Bearers to the Empire was unquestionable, the rebellion of the Chief Priest discredited all explanations into futile quibbles.

Sin breeds in situations that no one can understand.

Upon hearing the news that his chief priest was plotting to rebel against the Empire, Loga instantly left everything about the Great Expedition behind and ordered his fleet to go to the City of Perfection.

From that moment on, an endless uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart, and he wondered if it was a false accusation, if it was a mistake, or if he really misunderstood Erebus.

Even the 13 standard days of Terra day of contemplation have yielded no answers.

And the harsh order that followed put the truth in front of everyone's eyes-

The Seventeenth Legion, unbeknownst to them, had the possibility of rebelling against the Empire.

This is unacceptable.

Any treacherous action, thought, or even an idea, is unforgivable.

With a clear vision, Lorgar has built his legion into a great missionary, and in his grand vision, any world conquered by the human empire will be shrouded in the brilliance of faith, and anyone who has disrespect for the god-emperor will be completely purified in the flames.

However, at this moment, Luo Jia's great vision seemed to be shattered in an instant like a castle of sand that had lost its roots.

Luo Jia's vision was a little blurry.

The pupils of this genetic protogen, which were rich in knowledge in the past, were filled with endless confusion.

Tears of grief flowed down his resolute face, and the perfect city fell apart under artillery fire.

Loga seemed to be able to hear the wails and despair of the devout in the face of death, the grief of being abandoned by the gods.

None of this was his real intention.

Rather, it comes from his supreme father, the true god who walks on earth, the Lord of mankind, who tests the Prophet.

He had to.

He had to do it.

Faith must be forged with an immaculate will.

Even at an infinite number of sacrifices.

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