Elaine's fists were quite heavy.

It is precisely because of this that this reprimand deserves the corresponding weight.

"Ahem..."

Luojia looked up at the scarlet figure in front of her, and could barely see her pair of eyes burning with golden flames in her dizzy vision.

To be honest, this punch almost made me feel threatened, if it was an ordinary Astarte, if this punch continued, I am afraid that even my head would be knocked out on the spot.

But Luojia didn't have any intention of resisting... Just as he had been expecting to die in Johnson's whirlwind torpedo not long ago, his heart was filled with an indescribable desire for self-destruction.

Especially after he saw that future.

Everything you believe in will be destroyed by your own hands in the future, and there is no more terrible punishment for a religious believer.

Even if it was just something that hadn't happened yet, Luojia felt endless fear in her heart.

Like the powerlessness of the destruction of the former Perfect City, he still remembers the scenes when he gave those cruel orders.

And the self at that time seemed almost exactly the same as the future self.

All are fanatics who will stop at nothing for the answers in their hearts, terrible fanatics who have burned tens of billions of lives in an attempt to prove something.

Blood slowly dripped from her forehead, and Luojia sneered as if she had thought of something.

"Create... ? ”

Whether it is the past or the future, I have indeed [created] something.

For example, the city of perfection, such as the Book of Sacred Words, such as the belief of the Emperor of God.

But those creations are undoubtedly dirty, and even if there is anything precious in them, I am afraid it has nothing to do with himself.

Even in that future, Luojia saw that his deviant self was being debated by mortals with holy words to the point where he had nothing to say.

That kind of self is simply an out-and-out clown.

But because of this, there is a part of him that is beyond his reach, and it is what he has been longing for in his heart.

In the future Luojia, he does not see any shadow from patriarchy and the coercion of divine power, just like an ordinary and ordinary human being—even if it is not perfect, but it is complete enough.

Although he has now completely freed himself from Colphalon's influence with Elaine's help, the cold reprimand from the God Emperor still leaves an irreparable scar in his heart.

But here's exactly the problem – if you think about it, there's nothing wrong with anyone.

Elaine is not wrong to uncover the ugly truth about Colfaron and Erebas.

It was not wrong to reprimand the emperor who was dissatisfied with the efficiency of the Great Expedition.

There is nothing wrong with the ordinary inhabitants of the City of Perfection who have suffered from the plague of fire and rain, and the warriors of the Bearer who have been forced to execute them personally.

It can only be himself, Erebus and Colfaron.

Although Luojia doesn't want to compare himself to the two scumbags, whether it is the future he sees or the current situation, he has an indelible responsibility in the Perfect City incident.

Such as those cruel and terrible commands, such as the hysterical search for the truth at the end of faith.

No matter what time it is, this is true of Luojia.

A fool blinded by faith, a coward who spends his life following power.

Luojia couldn't remember why she was trying to bridge her heart with faith.

Is it the miracle of the emperor that fascinates anyone? Or the pain of being whipped by your father?

Probably both.

Looking at Luojia's increasingly depressed appearance, Elaine gradually became angry.

"I don't know what you'll see in the future, Luojia."

"Perhaps you are angry at your own fall, perhaps you are grieved by the dying of the Empire—or perhaps you see what you desire in that unreachable future... But at the end of the day, it's a future that needs to change. ”

"Think about it, my brother. Think about what kind of burden you and I are carrying. ”

"From the moment we are born, we are burdened with responsibilities that do not belong to us, because our composition is completely different from that of mortals, from Astarte, and even from our fathers... It is precisely for this reason that he has handed over twenty legions to us, to gallop and fight in the starry sky in his name, in the name of mankind. ”

"The constitution of the self is something that each of us has taken back at birth."

"We don't need to be a toddler, we don't need to babble, we don't need to be well-read, to be able to tap into the depths of our genes the gifts and talents that our fathers have given each of us, and that talent is what makes up most of the self—"

Elaine said seriously, in her eyes, the innate abilities and talents of this genetic prototype represent not only the duties of the Lord of the Legion, but also the expectations of the Lord of Humanity for them.

Although the Emperor's lack of communication is not well known, Elaine can clearly feel a lot of his father's heart in the many talents engraved in his genes.

In the eyes of the Lord of the Red Sands, he is just a father who doesn't know how to communicate with his children.

Even though he did deliver a lot of immense burdens to himself, Elaine knew that the delivery of those responsibilities was a testament to trust.

"Perturabo – my father wanted him to be made of steel."

"Johnson—Father wants him to rule the beast in his heart with reason."

"Horus—Father wants him to lead humanity to a true future."

"Although I don't know every Genogen brother as well as Horus, each of us has more or less indispensable values and abilities, as well as exhausting shortcomings."

"Don't let self-destruction consume you, Luojia."

"You are far from being a martyr who can die, and the propagandist scattered among the stars is not a propagation of useless truths."

"Those who have awakened from the ignorance of the old night need your guidance, and their broken reason still needs a clear and visible faith to guide them to true knowledge—which is why Father has never given you much guidance on your faith, and for all he hates religion and superstition, he knows how important it is for a missionary who can lead people to the light."

"From the beginning to the end, his anger against you has only an almost expectation that you will be able to take his place and shine with the brilliance of the faith, which he does not love, that belongs to the faith, that belongs to the guide of the truth."

"That is the path that a man with a true word should take."

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(End of chapter)