I write apocrypha in Warhammer

Like all living beings, Mueller is just an ordinary worker at the bottom of the Oster Star Nest City.

This status means having to endure scarce supplies, harsh environments, and high loads of physical work, just to stay away from the instinctive fear of death.

They are in a crazy universe full of darkness and war, as well as all kinds of madmen, aliens and demons. Life itself is not a very beautiful thing.

Under such strong spiritual and material oppression, many people deeply realized their own weakness and helplessness. In order to prevent their minds from collapsing, they finally chose to use faith as the only motivation to support their continued lives.

They will worship a certain powerful symbol, and pray humbly and devoutly that one day they can obtain a small and insignificant salvation from that god.

The object of worship of the people around Mueller is undoubtedly the Emperor, the lord of mankind. This is probably because the Emperor is the ruler of this country, and weak people can always easily grovel in front of authority.

But Muller was different. He believed that the worship of the Emperor was meaningless because the Lord of Mankind could not respond to the prayers of his followers.

Mueller just saw the people around him numbly praying to Him, and saw many of the Emperor's followers struggling to die in pain and despair, but the human god did not send any miracles.

What is the need to worship a god who cannot respond to the prayers of his believers?

In comparison, the god that Muller worshiped was better, more powerful, and could bring him tangible salvation.

More importantly, he can communicate with the god anytime and anywhere.

Although the insignificant Muller cannot understand many of the intentions of the supreme god, Muller can always feel Him. This alone is enough to make any believer rejoice.

Not only that, but the compatriots who share the same goals with Muller, his "family", are so united and loving, and have never betrayed them. They are many times stronger than the Emperor's followers.

The above-mentioned facts further strengthen the correctness of the path chosen by Muller - he is a gene stealer and the object of worship is the ten-thousand-armed god.

Under the constant calls of members of their sect, the great salvation is approaching them step by step. The Lord they serve is about to come, and the time to escape from the sea of ​​suffering is just around the corner.

Muller and his family were so happy that they became more active in spreading the gospel of the Ten Thousand-Armed God, and they wanted to share this joy with everyone around them.

It's just that the emperor's followers still suppressed them cruelly and savagely.

The stubborn ones cling to the voiceless, decaying corpse on the Golden Throne, refusing to be liberated by the presence of true greatness.

Fear often comes from ignorance. Muller knew that those people did such stupid things because they had not seen the mercy of the ten thousand-armed God.

But it doesn't matter, even if the Emperor's followers don't agree with their ideas, salvation will still come to everyone, and everyone will go to the boundless bliss together, and no one will be left behind.

Praise the God of Ten Thousand Arms, praise His mercy and generosity in liberating mortals as small as themselves from this cruel and dark universe.

Only because of His presence, Muller had the opportunity to enjoy the upcoming worry-free prosperity with his family.

It wasn't until later that something unexpected happened.

The Governor-General issued a decree requiring them to abandon the planet and hand over control of the planet to the green-skinned orcs in the next star sector.

Those guys actually rejected the great gift from the God of Ten Thousand Arms and wanted to run away with everyone carrying buckets!

How is this possible? There are more than 10 billion people living on Oster. It would be such a huge and cumbersome project to transfer all these people.

They have no chance to accomplish all this on the day when the Ten Thousand-Armed God comes.

It's a blessing that the Governor's stupidity didn't ruin a perfect day of redemption.

But Mueller was wrong.

He never imagined that this group of guys who kept saying they were loyal to the Emperor and accusing others of being heretics and aliens every day would not only give control of the planet to the green-skinned orcs, but also collude with the group of Eldar harlequins. Together.

They are using the webway to evacuate people, giving them a real chance of escaping from the care of the Ten Thousand-Armed God.

Mueller didn't understand how someone could be so stupid.

By praying and calling to the Ten Thousand-Armed God day and night, he and his family managed to get the chance to escape from the sea of ​​suffering. These guys didn't even have to do anything to enjoy this great gift, but at the most critical moment Choose to lead everyone to escape at this critical moment?

This is like the God of Ten Thousand Arms spreading the water of grace all over the world, but they all hold umbrellas over their heads - can't these guys even lie down to win?

Not only that, but what’s even more outrageous is that the local government also conducted strict checks on the refugees during the evacuation process. Anyone with chitin on their body would be arrested on the spot - this measure was obviously aimed at him and his family. People come.

Isn't it enough for these tyrannical rulers to inflict unwarranted persecution on them on a daily basis? They must drive out all the innocent people?

Could it be that what he and his family are doing is not bringing liberation to the people of the whole planet, but these stupid and incompetent officials are leading the people into deeper despair?

Mueller can't let those idiots ruin the plan of the Ten Thousand Arms God, they have to resist.

Therefore, Muller and his family mingled among the refugees evacuating the army, trying to provoke conflicts among them, arouse their fear and dissatisfaction, and guide these people who were experiencing suffering to attack the defense lines of the garrison.

The order of a large-scale evacuation is inherently difficult to maintain. It should not be difficult to fan the flames. As long as they can muddy the situation, they can find opportunities.

Unfortunately, the accident happened again.

Just when the refugees and the garrison were at war with each other and the conflict was about to break out, a battle nun suddenly stood up.

The nun showed a power to everyone. The flawless white light condensed in her hands. It was sacred, soft, and extremely powerful. It seemed that in the face of that power, no matter how serious the pain was, it could be soothed, and no matter how desperate the darkness was, It cannot be obscured.

So for a while, people became quiet.

They gained the strength to endure the pain because they felt that the Emperor was watching over each of them and never gave up on them.

The fierce conflict gradually subsided, and everything returned to an orderly state, even more orderly than before.

How could these damn idiots believe that little trick so easily and think it was some kind of miracle from the Emperor?

Why do they mess up over and over again?

What if their resistance really offends the Ten Thousand-Armed God, and the great God withdraws his generosity and no longer grants everyone freedom from suffering?

Mueller must not let this happen, he cannot let his God down.

When things have reached this point, he and his family have only one chance to make a comeback.