Chapter 571 Is It a Human or a God?

The Dark Angels were bombing planets indiscriminately. Civilians and the Astra Militarum stationed on them suffered devastating blows. Tactical teams carrying drop pods fell to the ground. They were responsible for cleaning up the survivors in the ruins to ensure that no suspicious person could escape their judgment.

The Deceiver found that his church buried deep underground was opened by artillery fire, and the believers suffered heavy casualties. His anger made his playful laughter distorted. Since Tzeentch borrowed the power of the Empire to attack him, he would also borrow the power of the Empire to attack Tzeentch.

The Deceiver sent a communication to the Inquisition, exposing Carlos' existence directly to the Grey Knights who were sharpening their knives. The next second, Tzeentch, who was watching the show in the warp, received a call for help from Carlos the Fateweaver, "Principal! Principal, help! The Grey Knights are coming! So many Grey Knights! Too many!"

The two behind-the-scenes masters who like to write complicated plans cursed each other and cleaned up the mess caused by each other.

In the battleship belonging to the state religion, Roca's body suddenly shuddered. He just felt that something terrible was staring at him and was ready to kill him without a burial place. He knelt in front of the statue of the Emperor, quietly waiting for the attack to come, but found nothing. Maybe the principal solved everything for him.

"Bishop Roca!" Ma Wen, the elder sister of the Bloody Rose Convent, walked into the room. She saluted Roca and said, "They want to see you."

Roca took a deep breath, prayed to the Emperor, got up and followed the elder sister Ma Wen out of the room. At the door of a hall, Ma Wen stopped, her eyes gleaming with endless devout fanaticism. She pushed the door open with her hand, and the golden sacred light pierced through the darkness and shone on Roca's face, making it difficult for him to open his eyes.

Hall There was a straight road paved with red stones in the middle of the hall, and on both sides were wide flat ground paved with black stone bricks. The walls were full of candles more than one person tall. These candles were thick and heavy, and each one was enough to burn for decades. The smell of burning candles and incense mixed together, making Roca's nose itch.

The battle sisters stood on the black stone bricks, and the Space Marines with different paint stood in two square formations near the wall. The red straight road in the middle was specially made for Roca, without any obstruction.

In front of the square formation composed of nuns and Space Marines, there were three throne-designed chairs. The chair on the left was occupied by Chagatai in white armor, the chair on the right was occupied by Perturabo in black, and the chair in the middle was occupied by Lin Fan, who was of mortal body, but it can be seen that he did not like to sit in such a distinguished position.

Celes floated in the air, her feet were more than half a meter off the ground, her wings fluttered gently, and the sound of feathers blowing the air was very pleasant. However, Roca knew that her ability to fly had nothing to do with wings, and it was purely spiritual energy that supported her to fly.

"Bishop Roca, please step forward and answer the question." Celes spoke softly, and Roca had to step forward. Under the gaze of everyone, he walked calmly to the throne. This calmness made Chagatai Khan admire it very much, and even Perturabo nodded silently.

"I heard that you have a different understanding of the Emperor's True Words? Especially for the setting of the cemetery world, you have a heretical view." Lin Fan narrowed his eyes with a sense of scrutiny.

Roca did not show any dissatisfaction because of the slight hostility in his eyes. He answered Lin Fan's question with a steady and bright voice, "I think the Emperor is not a god."

The exclamation came from the battle sisters. They quickly suppressed the commotion and stared at Roca's back, trying to burn his sinful body with spiritual anger.

"Go on." Not only Lin Fan, but Chagatai and Perturabo also took a deep interest in Roca.

"The Emperor is not a god. Before he sat on the throne, he was a mortal walking in the world like us. If he was really omniscient and omnipotent as the True Words said, humans would never struggle in such a dark universe."

"Bold!"

"Heretic!"

"Traitor!"

"How dare you imply that the great God-Emperor is incompetent?"

Some state church priests and nuns could not tolerate Roca's remarks. Their anger had overwhelmed their strong respect for the saint.

Lin Fan nodded to Celes, who shone with golden light. She asked other dissenters to listen quietly and supported Roca to continue.

"The Emperor is not a god!" Roca emphasized this point again. The demon soul dormant in his body prayed to Tzeentch. What he was going to say next was too crazy for his demon nature. He didn't understand why the principal gave him such a revelation.

"In this universe, we know that we are not the only creatures. Eldar, orcs, and other things coexist in the universe like us and survive and develop. They have gods, and we have gods too. But are these gods the same? Are they similar? If we regard the Emperor as a god, then we are placing the Emperor on the same level as the gods of other races. And in the chaotic and disordered warp, there are also evil gods lurking. If we place the Emperor in the position of a god, it is equivalent to recognizing that other evil gods are as great as the Emperor, but I know that such greatness is not true."

"Putting the Emperor and other conceptual gods in the same position is the greatest heresy! We are human beings, and the Emperor is also a human being. The Emperor is proud of us mortals, and we should also feel joy from the bottom of our hearts for the fact that the Emperor is a human being!"

"From the pure skulls in the church and the pious candles in countless halls, we can all feel the Emperor's infinite love and recognition for pure humans. But we mortals are so bold and ignorant that we strip the Emperor from the definition of man and rashly pull him into the category of God."

"The Emperor is not an alien. He is one of the thousands of humans like us and the best of our great species. What we should do is to strive to follow the Emperor's footsteps and become a great person like him, rather than praying under the so-called light of God and asking the Emperor to give us the power to fight against the evil."

"Praise the Lord of Mankind, praise the greatest human in our species!" Roca's speech ended with these words. After his voice fell, there was only silence in the hall.

The Space Marines fell into silence, the nuns and priests were full of guilt, Perturabo and Chagatai leaned forward, they looked at Roca carefully, trying to find a similar figure from the memory of the Great Crusade.

The Deceiver, as a Star God, was the first to come into contact with the Undead, the first to escape from prison, and he was the one who proposed the transformation of the biological body.