"I've spoken too, kill me!" Ryan was furious and raised the Emperor's Shield and smashed it everywhere, trying to kill the invisible demon.

But eventually everything returned to normal.

Ryan didn't die, but the others who spoke did.

The pastor's son and wife knelt beside the corpse, covering their mouths so hard that they almost cried.

Ryan knelt down on one knee to cover their mouths and embraced the two mortals into his arms, feeling a guilt that his mouth could not express.

People gather around the Son of God, and only in this way can they find security.

Ryan even began to pray to the Emperor for his protection of these mortals, not because he thought that doing so would really cause his father to perform miracles, but simply that as the Emperor's child, praying to the Emperor would give these mortals the greatest sense of security.

Until the crowd calmed down.

Ryan got up and walked over to the priest and used his shield to dig up the earth and bury the priest's body himself.

After quickly digging a deep pit, he thought of something, taking out a triangular device from the inner lining of the armor.

This is handily taken from a Tyrone world.

A medical device.

When Ryan places the triangular device on the corpse, the priest's cause of death is revealed in a holographic projection.

"Died of cardiac arrest from extreme fear. Abbreviation: Scared to death. ”

"He wasn't killed by a demon."

Ryan stood up and said to the crowd.

The crowd was skeptical.

One is that they don't think that there will be demons in the place where the Son of God is.

The second is that the priest really died, as the governor warned the people, because he was killed by the devil for speaking.

"Use your brains." Ryan tapped on his helmet, "In my cognition, the only one who can kill people in the air like this is the psionics, and I have also seen and killed psionic tyrants like your governor, although the temperature here has not dropped, but I think it is the psionics who kill the priest." ”

Because things were so weird, Ryan still believes that it was the psionic energy that caused the priest's death.

A psyker can indeed scare people to death, and if he uses intimidation instead of directly blowing someone's head, then this method really won't show much use of psionic energy.

"Then you can test if I'm a psyker."

As Ryan finished speaking, another sentence rang out.

The crowd followed the prestige and saw a man dressed in the governor's garb.

That's the governor of the planet.

No one knew his name, only the Governor.

Ryan closed his eyes.

The original body can more or less perceive psionic reactions, but the governor in front of him does not have any psionic talents, and he gives Ryan an even more "pure" feeling.

Pure, clean, like a silent nun...... No, even cleaner and purer than the Silent Nun.

It wasn't that Ryan hadn't seen Sister Silence, he thought that Sister Silence was the purest person he could ever see, the least likely person to have anything to do with psionic energy, but now he had seen a human being far purer than the nun.

"Lord Primordial. The planet is obviously not normal, I'm trying to make sure these people are alive as much as possible, and what are you doing? "You're using your identity to force these people to speak, and then you're still unimpressed when someone dies, blaming it all on ethereal psionic powers." ”

In the face of the accusation, Ryan lowered his head and said nothing.

The Governor continued to accuse Lane, and the more he spoke, the more angry he became, as if the life of one of his valued people had been lost because of Lane.

The Governor's every word was like a knife to Ryan's heart.

I don't know why, but the Governor's words are penetrating, and what he says seems to be embodied into some kind of reality, which is very terrifying.

Ryan's emotions were mobilized.

The emotions of the civilians were mobilized.

The Governor's words seemed to materialize into some kind of vortex and storm, and Ryan was in the center of the storm, and the civilians surrounded Ryan and looked at him with hatred.

Ryan, on the other hand, repented with tears and repentance, remorseful from the bottom of his heart for his arrogant attitude when he woke up on this planet.

Just as the civilians were about to start a trial, the eyes of the emperor statue in the church emitted a golden glow.

The storm of the Governor's language dissipated, and it itself was invisible, invisible, invisible, dissipating.

The civilians were also not as exuberant and extreme as they were at first.

They used sign language to show the Governor that Ryan was innocent and that he just wanted to make life normal for the people of this planet.

The Governor was slightly surprised at this time, but quickly calmed down, and looked at Ryan: "There are only a few people on this planet who can speak, you and I are one of them, no matter what, your heart is good, Lord Primordial." ”

Ryan wiped away his tears, and suddenly realized that he had just shed tears...... How is this possible?

Ryan thought back to the atmosphere just now, and felt very wrong, but he couldn't say anything was wrong.

"Can we talk somewhere else?" The Governor made a gesture of please.

This sentence seems to contain irresistible magic in itself.

It doesn't contain psionic powers, but it is more powerful than psionic ones.

Ryan instinctively nodded in agreement.

……

The original and the governor sat on a ridge between two fields of farmland.

The Doge explained his actions and motives again, showing that he was not a tyrant or a psyker as Ryan imagined, but that he really cared about the humans on this planet, and just wanted people to stick around on this strange planet.

Ryan didn't trust anyone's words, but at this point he completely trusted the governor in front of him.

After listening to the many words that seemed to materialize into powerful entities, Ryan even apologized to the Governor for his reckless behavior.

Every word the Governor said was extremely credible and powerful—for some reason, like every word turning into a monument that reached deep into the earth's surface, and naturally carried an undeniable credibility and power.

"I'm going to take these people to join the Tyrone Zone, where the planet's problems won't be a problem." The Governor said.

"Why?" Ryan asked.

The Governor waited for the Primordial to ask a question, and then he began to describe.

In those powerful and inexplicably credible words, Ryan seems to be in a fantasy world.

It's not quite appropriate to say it's a fantasy, it's like a story with a graphic sense described by an extremely powerful storyteller.

Ryan saw the Tyrone Navy.

A naval force of more than 2,000 warships, this is the basis of Tyrone's ability to ignore the Inquisition.

Advanced dimensional teleportation technology.

The unscrupulous use of artificial intelligence, and even the Iron Man forces that interrupted the golden age of mankind are being used. These things that are absolutely forbidden in the empire are not shunned in the Tyrone Star Zone.

A utopia built on the strength of powerful gods.

Everyone in it lives extremely happily, and if they are not, the three gods of the Sector will make them happy in a reality-twisting way.

Listening to the Governor's story, Ryan's eyes were clouded with a black glow, and he looked up at the sky, where the utopia called Tyrone was there.

"Of course, as long as the Tyrone are willing to offer souls to their gods, then they can be protected like livestock in a fence."

"There are three alien gods in the Tyrone Star Zone!"

As the two sentences entered his ears, Ryan saw an image.

The three alien gods sat on the throne and laughed, playing with the human soul.

The souls of the dead wail under the throne of God.

The living are unaware of it, living sweetly in the utopia shaped by advanced technology.

Ryan gritted his teeth, a wave of anger surging through his heart.

Before he could almost make the decision to kill the gods in the Tyrone Star Zone, something suddenly slammed into Ryan's brain.

The black light attached to the lion king's eyes dissipated, replaced by a golden light.

Ryan looked at the Governor.

The governor in front of him was no longer a personable man, but a god with four long horns and a deceitful smile on his face.

"Fraudsters".

The voice of the god's identity echoed in Ryan's ears.

(End of chapter)