Chapter 282 Encounter, Verax

In the endless darkness and twisted warp, two strike cruisers belonging to the Astartes quietly left the sequence of the great fleet after the astropaths projected each other's will.

Although the fleet's admiral, Vice Admiral Ollivander, had objections, considering Calvin's special status as a member of the Inquisition, it was not easy to care too much about his whereabouts.

The two warships paused in the warp for a while, waiting for the navigators to refer to the data in their hands and compare the small but clear Astronomican in the direction of Terra to find the human territory called Verax.

When the punctuation of the galaxy representing Verax was found by the navigator, the warp engine of the warship was fully powered again.

This process happened every moment in the vast territory of the human empire, and the existence of the Emperor was also felt by countless imperial subjects because of this.

The Astronomican is the eye of the Emperor. Every human ship sailing in the warp is bearing the silent grace of the Emperor.

In the context that he has not appeared in the eyes of the people of the Empire for nearly ten thousand years, the subjects of the Empire witness and believe in this master who has been quietly protecting them through the glimmer of the star torch.

The grace of the Emperor does not need to be conveyed in words;

The protection of the Emperor has always been with us.

The psychic chanting class on the Angel of Punishment is doing their daily work. In the quiet voyage of the warp, their chants are heard regularly every morning and evening throughout the warship.

The grandeur and epic feeling of the chant of St. Gregory made everyone who was lucky enough to listen to it burst into tears.

The faith and praise from the depths of the soul are all praising the pure and great spirit of the human race represented by the Emperor.

This is also the time for the Grey Knights to pray pure prayers for self-purification every day.

Including pharmacists and technical sergeants, more than 300 Grey Knights wore blessed sacred armor;

According to their respective ranks and qualifications, they quietly held the Heavenly Punishment Halberds that represented their spirits, waiting for Calvin, the leader, to start the ceremony.

They reflected on their past in the holy singing of the choir, and questioned themselves again and again under the silent gaze of many martyrs and the holy statues of the Emperor in the chapel.

Why are we born?

At the command of the Emperor.

Why do we fight?

Because of the Emperor's will!

What is the Emperor's will?

Only to die for the Emperor's vision!

What is the Emperor's vision?

Only to protect the survival of mankind!

When the last chant ended with the ringing of the chapel bell, they slowly raised their heads with their eyes closed in meditation, along with Calvin standing in front of them.

Witnessed by the Emperor and the Saints, they reaffirmed their mission and faith, and knelt on one knee in front of the Emperor's holy image:

"I am the Hammer of Purification!"

"Hoo! Hey! I am the Hammer of Purification!"

Nicholas and his colleagues stood quietly in the small auditorium specially designated for them.

These Emperor's shadows, wearing adamantine armor, also prayed their own prayers in a quiet atmosphere.

The air flow in the corridor in the distance was quiet and warm. After being filtered by the air of Achilles power armor, they could also smell the scent of incense burners in the air.

When the breeze brought the oath next door, they also opened their eyes from meditation. The rose-red eyepieces slowly lit up on the golden mask, and the Emperor's angels returned to the world again.

"Let's go and see our relatives. The Emperor's children are still young, and our mission needs to continue."

Nicholas said softly, slightly pausing the heavy model halberd in his hand, and then led the way out.

The artificial sunlight on the dome of the auditorium hung down like silk, and their golden figures also reflected more brilliant light through these lights;

The Emperor's face remained unchanged, and he looked at them with compassion;

With the sound of sonorous footsteps, He watched these children disappear from sight...

In the capital of the Verax system, the evil filth is still spreading.

The pioneer of the Plague Legion, the Death Plague Champion Fidel and his Death Guards are still collecting the bodies and souls of the dead and the more unfortunate.

Under the crucible that polluted the remains of the saint, more and more souls served as firewood.

And as the way of the evil god was performed on the earth, the authority he possessed became more prominent.

The distance between the subspace and reality was endlessly shortened, and the evil god Nurgle's plague garden and the world named after the saint Verax began to overlap on the positive and negative sides of the universe.

The captain of the Plague Corps, who was also the first person in the Death Guard except for the fallen Primarch and Demon Prince Mortarion, was waiting anxiously in the warp.

This Chaos Lord and Plague Master named Typhon, who called himself Typhon after his fall, was walking in the realm of Nurgle with the famous evil artifact, the Human Reaper, in his hand.

He wanted to obtain the remains of the saints buried under this planet. In this bishop world called Verax, there were hundreds of remains of the Imperial Saints hidden in the catacombs of the cathedral.

He wanted to further strengthen the power in his hands by blaspheming and polluting these holy existences;

And only when he had more power could he create more death and plague in this country ruled by the false emperor.

That was his long-standing goal and ideal. In his heart, only by faithfully practicing the way and righteousness of his grandfather in his faith could he gain the favor of his grandfather.

He had ignored the call of his gene father, Mortarion, the master of the Plague Legion, twice.

The call he heard from the warp made him feel that his gene father did not have a strong need for his plan.

This gave him the courage to refuse, although he privately sneered at Mortarion's melancholy and stubbornness;

But for the sake of his grandfather, he could not, nor dared, refuse the mandatory edict of a demon prince.

"Wait a little longer... wait a little longer..."

The Lord of the Flies looked at the swarm of flies flying around him, ignoring the Death Guards who were far away, and muttered words that others could not understand.

In the context of the small warp crack being torn open and the large group of Death Guards rushing to reality, he still needed more patience and restraint to wait for the portal that was enough for him to pass through to take shape.

The blasphemous ceremony officially entered the climax stage after the arrival of the Death Guard reinforcements.

The blasphemous words and strange calls that resounded through the clouds had polluted the atmosphere of Verax into a dark green color.

In the sacrificial rituals in the subspace of the galaxy and in the atmosphere, the accumulated power reached the top at the same time.

Typhons, the Lord of the Flies, also appeared in the territory of Verax at the same time as the Angel of Punishment and the Interstellar Labyrinth in the starry sky.

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