Killiman certainly couldn't answer Ryan's question, and he couldn't explain Greenskin's blasphemous, as he himself was confused.

In the long years since the time of the Great Expedition, Killiman had never encountered anything so abstract.

Although the empire is decayed and degenerate, the human race is superstitious and ignorant, and hundreds of millions of people suffer and suffer in the hard work of day after day, and can only desperately worship and pray to the rotten god who sits on the golden throne, begging for salvation from the Lord of mankind.

…… But who would have thought that one day a crowd of fanatical people kowtowing to the emperor would suddenly crowd in a group of noisy green guys.

Especially this group of green skins still patted their heads and bared their teeth and said: I think I worship the God Emperor more than you.

This is enough to make any Anglican believer angry, and enough to cause some 'gossip' in the Imperial Army, which is not monolithic:

"It was a sunny night, and Lord Killiman was drunk, and the drunken Primitives were wandering around the battlefield and met a female Greenskin ...... who was in the same spirit."

On the orbital defense platform of Danak's main planet, several Ultramarines' warband servants are counting and transporting equipment and medicine supplies sent to the ground front.

Warband servants are generally served by mortals who failed in the Astarte recruit selection, and their regular work on weekdays is to maintain power armor, maintain equipment, transport ammunition and other logistics for the Space Marines, but they can also take up arms and go to the battlefield when necessary, even if they can't become Astarte, their overall quality can be called the best among mortals.

But even the most decent Astarte monks couldn't completely abandon mundane emotions and hobbies, let alone ungenetically modified warband servants. Chatting about the gossip of big people after work is one of the few serious entertainment for these mortals.

Except for the Dark Angels.

“…… Master Kiriman gripped the Emperor's sword and drove straight in, slaying the female greenskin to the point of abandoning her armor and sobbing ...... kept crying and begging for mercy, but how could the Divine Emperor's loyal primordial body be soft on the aliens? The cries begging for mercy only made his movements more rapid......"

A one-eyed servant in a linen robe gushed about the fierce battle of the night to several of his colleagues, as if he were there to cheer on the original body.

Several of them chatted very attentively, discussing with great interest what position the original body used at that time, and did not notice that three tall figures wearing hoods, holding top staffs, and wearing dark green power armor were already standing quietly behind them.

"Stop your blasphemous, heresy." The Dark Angel's Inquisition Priest held the Warband Codex hanging from his waist with one hand, and pointed the staff with the sacred Imperial Aquila embedded in the end at the heads of several of the servants: "You will pay for your disrespect to the Emperor. ”

Suddenly, the faces of several of the warband servants turned to ashes, except for the one-eyed man in the linen robe, whose lips were drawn into a slight smile.

Then, each of them was interrogated separately by the original body.

Although there was little hope, Killiman did smell some elaborate conspiracy in these bizarre rumors, and he hoped to find some clues to the truth by tracing the spread of these rumors in various versions among the Imperial Army.

- The differences between the different versions of the rumor are mainly focused on the techniques used in the battle against Killiman and the length of the battle with the Greenskins, some say eight days and eight nights, and some say eight minutes and eight seconds.

That's all the information Kiliman has had since interrogated a dozen of the false accusers, and it has little practical meaning other than to make the anger in his chest burn even more.

After finishing his confession, Killeman walked briskly into the next interrogation room, "This is the last one, and no matter what the outcome is, the investigation can only be temporarily suspended." ”

The war situation in the Danak system is becoming more and more scorching, the Eldarns, the greenskins, the Tyranns, the humans, each of the forces and the other three parties are in an undying hostile relationship, from space to the ground, from the real universe to subspace, every corner of the Danak system is scorched by the flames of war.

Ryan had already led his Primordial Guard to the front, and Killiman could no longer afford to waste time on interrogation.

With this in mind, Killiman walked into the interrogation room and met the last rumor-monger waiting to be interrogated.

It was an ordinary mortal with one missing eye, his linen robe stripped naked, and his naked body was covered with whip marks and iron scorching marks, the handiwork of the Dark Angel interrogating the priest.

To Kiliman's surprise, "Why didn't you replace your missing eye with a mechanical prosthetic eye?" Warband Servants should be paid enough to buy a Prosthetic Body for the Order of Mechanics to repair their own flaws. ”

"Your concern scares me, Lord Killiman." Blood poured out of the wound on the one-eyed servant's forehead and ran down his cheekbones, and he smiled and said, "But you should hurry now, the soldiers on the front line need to see Robert Killiman appear on the battlefield." Even if you don't actually do anything. ”

An ordinary warband servant with a keen sense of politics......

Kiliman raised his eyebrows slightly, "According to the confessions of the previous rumors, the rumors about me, they all heard from you, and then relayed them to others, so what about you?" Did you relay this rumor from someone else's mouth, or ...... Are you the original rumor-monger? ”

"It doesn't matter, Killman." The one-eyed servant smiled faintly, as if the shocking torture scars on his body were gone, "You want to know the origin of these greenskins and why they believe in the Emperor, don't you?" ”

Killiman frowned, the man's unusual reaction had caused him something strange to feel in his heart.

"Although the people of the entire empire worship the human emperor as a god, in reality, the emperor is not a god yet, or rather, is about to become a god." The one-eyed servant says:

"You have put on the Helm of Domination of Sadism and stolen part of the godhead of the god of war, so you should understand what a 'god' is in this universe."

Before Kiriman could speak, he continued: "Becoming a god means many things, it means losing the emotions of being human, it means losing the free self-will, it means that everything about you is enslaved by the corresponding concept...... Although it is not bad now, every bundle of thoughts and thoughts of the emperor has been enslaved and kidnapped by the 'continuation of human civilization', and the so-called god emperor is just a poor prisoner. ”

"Just as your ascension path corresponds to the power of war, the Emperor has taken possession of one of the stars of Chaos, which is the end and death, the ashes of the flames, the cold darkness...... His name is the Lord of Darkness. ”

"For 10,000 years, the spiritual flame on the Golden Throne has never been extinguished, and the Emperor's soul has burned in the Supreme Heaven, burning into a round of pitch-black, icy stars, and the daily prayers and worship of all mankind have continued to add a great deal of faith to the Emperor, putting more fuel into this star so that it can continue to burn."

"Burning, only burning, burning all the time...... Once the flame on the Golden Throne is extinguished, destruction ensues. The Lord of Darkness will be born from the ashes of the Emperor's burn-out, bringing an end and death to the entire galaxy. ”

The one-eyed servant's calm narration shocked Kiliman, and left the clerk in the interrogation room at a loss, and Kiliman subconsciously wanted to use the Emperor's sword to make the daring mortal servant shut his blasphemous mouth, but as the One-Eyed Servant said, Kiliman, who had worn the helm of domination, understood the meaning of the words.

After all, Kiliman is now in the process of ascending to the gods.

Even if the original body of rational materialism is, it is impossible to hide its ears and steal the bell in the face of the objective facts of personal experience...... Motarian's abstract guy doesn't count.

"For 10,000 years, the Emperor has been burning, and he thought that he could forever jam the birth of the Dark Lord and make humanity stay forever before destruction, but he was wrong......"

The One-Eyed Psionic continued, "Ten thousand years is too long, too long, to the point where the Golden Throne has begun to malfunction, the Emperor's body has undergone irreversible decay and collapse, and the growing dark sun in the Sea of Souls needs more fuel, so the Star Bulleter has struck. ”

"Star-bombers?" Killman's eyes widened, "He did it?!" ”

"Yes, Star-Bulleter, Star-Bomber used a psionic weapon called 'Celestial Judgment' to brainwash all the green-skinned orcs of the nine planets in the Ophelia system, forcibly converting them to become fanatical followers of the Emperor."

The one-eyed psyker smiled, his thin body began to fill with muscular muscles, and his scarred skin turned fiery red.

Magnus quickly chanted a spell and unleashed a teleportation spell to tear a small subspace rift through the cabin of the Macurag's Glory, burrowing into it and disappearing, leaving only a lingering word that echoed through the interrogation room:

"Now that the Golden Throne has received more firewood, the Emperor's burning will continue."

(End of chapter)