Warhammer 40k: Lust of Light

The divinity of Abates, mixed in Matthew's words, affects the hearts of these fanatical believers.

Such a powerful and glorious being is just an ordinary member of the countless followers of that god?

These fanatics don't bother with their conversion.

They have figured out a reasonable explanation.

The reason why they did not know the supreme God in the past was because they were not qualified to believe in Him.

Therefore, they did not dare to ask Matthew at this moment whether they could believe in Matthew's god.

In fact, Matthew offered it.

"Your souls have no value in His hands."

"Then, can we follow you?"

Among the unwilling mortals, some raised their hands and begged.

Matthew didn't know what to do. He wanted to do what the Lord of Lights wanted him to do instead of wasting time here.

Until the voice of lust sounded in his heart.

"Do things according to your own wishes, Matthew, don't sacrifice the good, this is the reason why I chose you, do what you think is right.

These things are not much different from your becoming Luo Jia's adoptive father. They lead to the same goal by different paths. "

Matthew's attempt to harden his heart was softened by his God.

He helplessly stooped down and picked up the baby girl, carefully.

"You can follow me, but this is not my intention. It is a gift from the God I believe in!"

Matthew proudly held the baby girl in his arms, carried the big backpack, and led these fanatical believers in the direction guided by Luojia Radar.

At the same time, he was confused in his heart. He didn't know what to do for these people.

"They are part of Luojia's fairy tale, and they will become important roles in the days to come when Luojia officially realizes that the world is the most beautiful time with you.

And in the future, their descendants will undergo Astartes transformation surgery and become the Emperor's Angels.

Matthew, the blood flowing in their bodies will follow you and your children for generations to come, whether it is Erebus or Lorgar.

This is also one of the most valuable assets in your life. "

Rasta told him the future in his ear.

Matthew once again deeply understood what it means to be the God of Light Chasers.

He was not asking Matthew to redeem these people, but allowing Matthew himself to receive a share of salvation.

A responsible guy like Matthew will definitely follow Luojia when he goes on the Great Expedition.

He wanted to take care of his adopted son and ensure Luojia's condition.

And these people who initially followed Luojia and Matthew will be the first appearance of the powerful Astartes who will follow them and give their lives and even everything to them.

The descendants of these men, or perhaps one of them now, will become the Word Bearers, looking upon the Primarch Lorgar as their father, and the glory of Matthew as their own.

Because he had brought people with him, Matthew's progress was slowed down, and he had to use his ability as a material provider to provide food for these followers.

What troubled him the most was that as time went by, the closer he got to Luojia's position, the more his followers grew.

On the snow-capped field, a black piercing appeared, and the leader was Matthew.

He didn't know that this scene would be recorded in a painting by Perfect Phoenix, nor did he know how tenacious that painting would bring to the Word Bearers Legion for thousands of years to come.

"Suffering is not necessary. If the gods you once believed in want you to suffer needlessly for them, then spit on them.

My Lord told me that He came into the world to make this cesspit-like galaxy less of a cesspit.

What is the Milky Way, let me tell you, it is countless worlds, each one is like hell.

You and I will transform into iron torches carrying light and fire, illuminating that cold and dark place..."

Matthew has been conveying a certain belief to these people, and he is correcting their past wrong perceptions.

"Cherish your family, rather than bringing your children to meet the so-called gods for the sake of faith.

My Lord hopes that you will love yourselves and your children even more. Although He is gentle, His mercy and mercy are never given to cold-blooded beasts..."

Every day, zealots listened to Matthew's teachings.

Fourteen days later, they finally arrived at their destination.

And they also changed from the original fanatic believers of the Chaos God to the fanatic believers of Matthew.

They were still fanatical, but their fanatical teachings became what Matthew needed them to do.

They received soup and food from the hands of the gods they believed to be gods.

Matthew used his body to shield them from the wind and snow.

The Chaos Gods who ruled the Cornis people with suffering and brainwashing were defeated by Matthew, who had been responding to these people.

Matthew found Luo Jia in a deep pit, still sleeping in the training cabin.

The nearby tribes had discovered this strange spherical capsule early, but no one could get close to it.

Luojia's cultivation cabin has been shrouded in dim light.

Until Matthew turned on the machine.

Luojia opened his eyes, and his titanium alloy Luojia eyes flashed brightly as they were of the same vein as the emperor, emitting golden light at every turn.

The original body, who no longer had to get messy tattoos on his face like in the original timeline, saw Matthew and a large group of dark people following Matthew.

Luojia's genetic defect manifested itself in an instant.

He submitted to authority, so when Matthew lifted him up, he was submissive.

Matthew looked at the cute little baby and kept comforting and stroking his head.

When he regarded Luojia as his own child, he swore that he would protect him and never let him suffer in the slightest...

"Spank him!"

The little evil spirit appeared next to Matthew and handed him a fly swatter.

"?!"

Matthew was immersed in the heartwarming moment of the encounter between father and son, but the father's doctor asked him to inject a baby that had just left the original body's culture chamber for less than a minute?

"This is to make his childhood complete!"

Rasta was serious.

"Isn't it too soon?"

Matthew tried to persuade his god not to go so far.

"How early? He was born twelve seconds ago! You have to know that children must be educated from an early age without delaying even a second!"

Guang Yu looked at Luo Jia with an expression that said, "I'm doing this for your own good."

He really did it for Luojia's good.

It is necessary to correct Luojia's obedience to authority from an early age.

In the original timeline, Luojia was picked up by people from the nearby tribe.

His first adoptive parents were very good people, and they raised him until he was a teenager, and they sacrificed a lot without any regrets.

You know, raising a child is not an easy task in any world.

And Luojia is still a primary body and eats much more than ordinary children.

With such deep love, Luo Jia certainly has deep feelings for her adoptive parents.

But when that beast Kor Phaeron killed his parents because he coveted his power, even if he had the strength to resist, he didn't do it.

The reason is ridiculous, simply because Kor Phaeron has a large group of followers, which proves that Kor Phaeron is an authority. If the authority says that his adoptive parents should die, then they should die.

Luojia's genetic defect caused him to kneel on the ground and watch his adoptive parents being tortured and killed by the beast Kor Phalun.

Adoptive parents, Kor Phaeron, the Emperor, and the four main gods of Chaos, Luojia's genetic defect has always made him look for a more powerful authority, and then became a lackey.

This deep-rooted disease must be treated with strong medicine from now on.

So, in the firm eyes of the Lord of Lights.

As soon as Luojia climbed out of the training chamber, she enjoyed the treatment that Horus and Fulgrim could only enjoy when they grew up.

That's the whipping of the gods' spines!

On this day, the primarch Luojia's cry was particularly loud, just like a normal newborn.

The Master of Fun shook his head wickedly, feeling dissatisfied that as an evil god, he was not evil enough.

"I'm so gentle."