Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

Chapter 319 308. Luo Jia’s doubts

Since the ship that Hades cared about was still in the Rust galaxy, the broken sword was temporarily placed in the stasis field of the black ship, guarded by the soulless ones.

Hades decided to find an opportunity to ask the Figure King if he would accept the sword. If the Figure King would not accept it, then throw it directly into the star.

The Emperor seemed dissatisfied with Hades's arrangement. Although this broken sword had a rather ugly past, if Hades were to translate what the Emperor said to him, it would be——

Because of the specialness of this broken sword, it can be quickly reattached with a new subspace meaning, and even on the physical level, this broken sword is first-class sharp.

This strengthened Hades' determination to throw this sword out. This sword is so good, why don't you want it, Emperor?

After catching this big fish on the first night, the perfect city no longer had targets as big as that night.

Based on the identity of the corpse that night, Hades successfully discovered a small cult. The number of people in the organization was very small, and most of them were Colchis and older.

Through screening, Hades was able to determine that this was Colchis, the remnant of the religion that remained from the home planet of Luojia.

As for why the religious legacy of Colchis appeared in the Perfect City... By controlling the various data investigation rights obtained by the Planetary Governor, Hades easily discovered that most of these people were entourage at the bottom of the Word Bearers Legion, and later personnel Mobile is stationed in the perfect city.

Several Word Bearers communicate with people in the organization from time to time. After deciphering the cult's self-created language, Hades undoubtedly saw the name of the Word Bearers' chief priest——

Erebus.

As Hades dug, more and more clues pointed to this name.

...Hades is ready for execution.

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【Law of Faith】

In recent days, Luo Jia has been feeling restless. Some kind of panic and low premonition has gripped him, which makes it difficult for him to concentrate on praying.

But it shouldn’t be like this. Luojia thought that their legions were about to spread the glory of the God Emperor to a civilization without spending a single soldier. Just like what had been repeated hundreds of times before, Luojia convinced them that they Be willing to take refuge.

He should have felt calm joy about this. He was not a general, not a person who liked blood and fire. If among the many brothers, there was someone who could frankly say that he did not like force and was not good at war - then that person It can only be Luojia.

Other brothers are either addicted to violence or are too embarrassed to point it out in themselves.

Only Luojia could calmly accept this in his heart and feel happy for his knowledge.

But now... a certain long-term peace was broken, and an ominous premonition came, accompanied by a hazy sense of powerlessness.

Lorgar felt uneasy. The Primarch carefully hid this emotion, but there were still people around him who knew him well enough to notice this uneasiness.

On the seventh day after Lorgar hid himself deep in the meditation chamber, his adoptive father Kor Phalon and chief priest Erebus knocked on the heavy marble door.

The rich smell of blood floated into their nostrils, carrying a strong salty smell.

Luojia was kneeling there in silence, holding the Book of Holy Words in one hand and a long whip covered with thorns and barbs in the other hand. The rough long whip hung low, with sticky blood dripping from it.

He was draped in a dark reddish-brown linen robe. Pieces of rough fabric were close to the original body's skin. The blood soaked them, then dried up and was torn apart.

The Primarch did not look back at the two uninvited guests. He held his head high and questioned the Emperor's statue hanging high in the center of the room.

Of course, Kor Phaeron and Erebus knew what to do in this situation. They silently and patiently found a place on the floor without blood stains to sit down.

The high-pitched voice of the original body finally stopped, and Lorgar panted. After a long silence, his breathing became steady again. He stood up stiffly and hung up the whip again.

Then he turned around and looked back at the two visitors calmly, with the waveless lake in his golden eyes.

The primarch sat on the ground, holding the Book of Holy Sayings in his hand.

"It's already the seventh day, my lord, are you okay?"

Kor Phalun spoke first, and Luojia felt that the old man's words contained a hint of a father's concern for his son.

[I tried to get calm, but... something was happening, my soul was so unsettled. 】

"What are you worried about? Under your guidance, the Legion successfully captured one planet after another without leaving a trace of blood."

A smile appeared on Luo Jia's lips,

[Not just me, Erebus, my chief priest, without you, we would not be so successful. 】

【but,】

Luojia shook the Book of Holy Words in his hand, and the thick cover gave him an inexplicable sense of security.

[This victory did not bring me peace. I tried to pray, but my faith did not respond to me. On the contrary... He became... a stranger. 】

Kor Phaeron looked at the original body worriedly, his voice trembling slightly,

"He...what happened to him?"

Luo Jia shook her head gently.

[It should be something that happened to me. I can clearly detect my abnormality, just like in Colchis, in those dry and deep nights, the ignorant boy woke up from his dream in horror, and then found the eyes in his eyes. And the slightly shining golden blood dripped from his ears. 】

Luojia looked at Kor Phalun. As Luojia's adoptive father, Kor Phalun could clearly see the pain after the calm.

[At that time, I regarded this as a prophecy from the gods, and I was the chosen believer. I clearly remember the feelings back then, but now - they are back, covering me again. 】

After Luo Jia finished speaking, she tiredly covered her eyes with her hands and wiped her face deeply.

And just for a moment when the primarch looked away, Kor Phaeron and Erebus looked at each other - they were obviously confused by what the primarch had noticed. According to the instructions of the gods, the movement of the stars... No It's time.

Have they changed their plans? However, out of caution, the two did not install mediums to communicate with the gods in the Word Bearers legion - they were all properly placed in the corners of the planet directly under the Word Bearers' jurisdiction.

Finally, Kor Phalon spoke carefully,

"My Lord, what do you think...this means?"

Luojia shook his head,

[I am still trying to understand Him, but self-punishment and lashing have gradually lost their original effectiveness. Meditation and self-enlightenment have become... blurry, and He seems to be...]

Luo Jia's voice gradually became lower, and finally he stopped without saying anything.

A long silence enveloped this room filled with the smell of blood. The flames in the charcoal brazier crackled, and the brass torture tools shone inside. What should Kor Phaeron and Erebas have said? This was how they had guided the Primarch's heart ever since.

But the words of the original body made them suspicious. They did not get the news of enlightenment in advance... Why did the gods act in advance? Or... the gods didn't take any action in this matter?

Finally, Erebus pursed his chapped lips and spoke,

"My Lord, you are always worried about whether what you do is correct, but there is no need to question it. We spread the truth according to the oracles, and the wise gods will reward the believers - this may be just a temporary bad state of yours. "

Luo Jia opened her mouth,

[True believers do not need to be rewarded. The truth itself is the greatest reward He gives us, Erebas. 】

Erebus smiled,

"Yes, my lord, this is my intention, we-"

A rapid knock on the door interrupted his words, and the chief pastor raised his eyebrows in displeasure.

【Please come in. 】

A priest was standing at the door with sweat on his face. His eyes were full of fear. He hesitated and spoke,

"Sir - you, you need to read an astrological message - Perfect City, Perfect City sent us a distress message."

"They said - they said that the God-Emperor ordered the City of Perfection to be burned, and that the Word Bearers should return to the City of Perfection immediately to be punished."

Luojia stood up abruptly, and the Book of Holy Words on his lap fell to the ground with a muffled "bang" sound.

A little late, okay?

By the way, let me ask you why the pattern on the broken sword is very reminiscent of Barbarus. It’s because on the planet Devon, the end where Horus was stabbed immediately was abruptly used in the original work as “like Barbarus” to describe Devon. The fog - but in that episode, the Death Guard, Barbarus can only be said to be out of reach - so I feel that here is the connection between Nurgle and Barbarus.

Moreover, the language of the four gods is also very similar to Colchis - it was also chosen in advance.