Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation

  Chapter 520 The protagonist of the grand ceremony sleeps in the ICU, which does not hinder the opening of champagne to celebrate

  The man looked at the strange, rippling figure like water.

   An urge to turn around and run away involuntarily emerged in my heart.

   It is not something worth advocating to face the devil face to face.

  Even the most chaotic religious believers will remind believers to stay away from demons in their teachings.

  Those weird and evil things are definitely not good things.

  They will only bring endless pain and despair to people.

   Any redemption promised by the devil is a complete lie.

   Those who dare to believe them are all representatives of broken brains.

  The appearance of the demon entity made the air temperature drop a lot.

  Raindrops become icy cold.

   Some rainwater fell on the ground, and a layer of micro frost condensed directly.

   In this world, there are various scary stories and legends.

   Among them, there are many demons.

   Many religions have detailed descriptions and exhortations to demons.

  If you see demons, you should denounce them loudly and expel them, and you must not let them blind your mind.

   There is such a warning in the religion of men.

   But he witnessed the strange figure, but he didn't say the decree of expulsion.

   Before experiencing such a desperate thing, the man has been unable to figure out why those people would choose to cooperate with the devil when they know that the devil represents fraud and pain.

  Now, he understands the feeling.

  The gods he believes in have abandoned him.

  Those who claim to be good and advise him to stay away from demons cannot provide him with any useful help.

  The devil came out, not caring about the hostility and resentment he had shown, and was even willing to give his power to him.

   Who could say no to such a proposal? ?

  If there is no one you love, what if you have a soul? Isn't it also a walking dead?

  Lucy is so simple and kind that she doesn't even have the heart to crush a small bug to death.

  Now he wants to marry a man who killed his adoptive father, and become one of ten other wives, working all day long just to please him.

  Every religion will say that their gods love believers, and all suffering in the world is a trial given by God.

  Believers should abandon everything and abide by the teachings, so as to obtain God's salvation.

  If Lucy suffers, it is a test from the God he believes in.

  The man would rather not have such beliefs.

  Believers give their souls to God, and all they get is suffering called trials.

  Then why not give it to the devil?

   That way at least completely destroy the root cause of your own suffering.

   "Can you really give me strength?" the man asked.

  The weird figure showed a distorted smile.

   "Of course, the power you desire is nothing to me."

  An unpredictable sound sounded, flowing in the air.

   "Sign the contract, you will gain the power of protection and become a powerful professional."

"Mormons have the protection of the **** they believe in, how do I know that your power can defeat them?" The man asked cautiously: "If you are just trying to deceive my soul, when I sign the contract After that, you can't fulfill your promise?"

  Hearing the man's questioning, his vicious laughter, as sharp as a whip, overwhelmed the sound of the rainstorm.

"To a certain extent, I am also a god." Cherubel responded softly: "I know what those mortals believe in? I promise you will gain the power to defeat them. If you want, you can even kill their gods."

   "There is no proof." The man said, "I need some proof."

   "This is not too much to ask."

  The figure collapsed in the rainstorm as the words fell.

  There was a burning pain in the man's arm.

   Subconsciously let out a cry of pain.

   When he raised his hand again.

  Seeing with my own eyes that my arm seemed to be burned by an invisible flame.

  A complex, charred emblem emerged from his arm.

   Invisible power poured into his body.

  With a thought, the air stopped flowing, and the raindrops also stopped in midair.

  It seems that the time of all things has stopped flowing, stopped at this moment.

"As long as you sign the contract, you will gain supreme power. Manipulating time and reversing the magic of those believers is just a piece of cake. Those guys will tremble and cry at your feet, and those mortals will beg your forgiveness, beg you kindness."

  A voice from an indeterminate source rang in the man's ear.

  It is like the neighing of a poisonous snake.

  Sleek and full of temptation.

  The man said nothing, as if he was weighing the choice given by the devil.

   After a while, he asked, "What do I need to pay?"

   "Of course it's your soul. Isn't this bargaining chip well known?" Cherubel said.

  The man clenched his fist tightly, but after a while, he let go.

   "I agree with your contract, you give me the strength to rescue Lucy. I will hand over my soul to you after it is done."

   "You made the right choice. Happy revenge, mortal."

  The biting cold wind caused by the devil's words became more and more violent, and the eternal malice contained in it seemed to mock the fate of reality.

  The good qualities in people's hearts are the root of people's going to hell.

   Time that was stagnant began to flow again.

  The raindrops began to fall again, and the sky was filled with lightning and thunder.

   There was a bang.

  A thunderbolt appeared in the sky.

   illuminated the man's young, painful face.

  The wound on his body healed quickly after receiving the power promised by the demon.

  He's healthier than a healthy person right now.

  The man identified his direction and started running in the rainstorm.

  He wants to rush back as fast as possible.

"Wait for me, I will definitely save you from the sea of ​​suffering." The man shouted firmly in the heavy rain: "No matter what the price is, I will never allow such a bleak fate to fall on you, my love. "

  Organizing a grand welcome ceremony is not a difficult task for today's imperial bureaucracy.

  The new Prime Minister of the Empire - Tyra LeBlanc relied on his super organizational ability to coordinate the resource allocation of various departments very well.

   Get everything ready before the expedition fleet returns.

  Of course, not all soldiers who fought in battle received such honors.

  The scope of the solar system is limited after all, and the 04th universe also needs a certain amount of garrison.

  Only some officials and generals can participate in this scripture military parade. In addition, for the sake of uniting the local area, there are also some indigenous human races in universe 04 who can participate.

  As for the orcs, they did not participate in this grand ceremony, they were not keen on it.

   Instead, they eagerly threw themselves into the next battle.

  Compared to the grand ceremony parade that can bring people satisfaction, they prefer a WAAAAGH expedition that can fight as much as they want.

   Man Tian brought his tribe to attend the grand ceremony.

  The little kid who used to like chasing butterflies is now a veteran who has gone through many battles.

   Outstanding military exploits.

   Responsible for commanding a local army of universe 04.

   Sweeping through many worlds, killing countless aliens, I don't know how much blood was stained on my hands.

  The Shicun tribe who used to be tit-for-tat were finally convinced by his killing **** and became his veterans.

  The people who came here this time are basically the younger generation born after the empire came.

  The human race in the 04th universe is not treated well among the ten thousand races because of the broken path of practice. The older generation has a natural fear of alien races in their hearts.

  The younger generation grew up under the protection of the empire. What they witnessed was the era when the empire swept all directions and exterminated all races. Naturally, they also recognized their identity as human beings more.

  In addition to Mantian, who is in charge of the military, Roger, who became the representative of the government of the different universe of the empire, was also selected as the invitee for this grand ceremony.

  At this time, Roger is no longer the child struggling to survive in the ruins.

   Rather, it is an archon who is in charge of the supreme authority of universe 04.

  Collins, the political commissar of the 103rd Corps of Krieger, took him in and arranged for him to complete the initiation course.

  Roger's learning talent is good, and his other hidden talent is even better.

   That talent got him where he is today.

  Everyone in this world has their own strengths.

   Some people are born to be warriors.

  It is very difficult for them to study quietly.

   There are some people, they can sit there quietly and endure boring, tedious learning, and get happiness from it.

   Letting the right people do the right thing is what the empire has always advocated.

  This world is destined to be impossible to be equal.

  If it is required that the eagle can only fly as high as the sparrow, it is also a kind of pain and oppression for the eagle.

  Roger has a talent for penetrating and exploiting it.

  He is well-rounded, able to handle interpersonal issues well, and win over his allies with a minimum of words.

   More importantly, he has also experienced the **** world after the emperor destroyed the Northern Cold Immortal Territory, and has a better understanding of the selfish nature of intelligent creatures, and knows how to use this human nature to achieve his own goals.

  Selfishness is not something difficult to talk about.

  The key lies in how to use these selfishness skillfully to achieve your own goals.

  Roger is good at doing things like this.

  He only needs one glance to see what others need, know how to guide them to achieve their own goals, and let them dedicate everything to the great cause of the Holy Emperor.

   Therefore, he became the most outstanding consul in universe 04.

  Shion Asakami and her companions from Universe 03 also got an audience seat.

   When witnessing such a grand welcome ceremony is about to open.

  Asaka Shiyin's reverence for the Holy Emperor also reached its peak, to an almost crazy level.

   One ship after another as huge as a planet is anchored in the void.

   Those huge space cities are also fixed at a certain coordinate position.

  Those majestic sculptures are suspended in space, so huge that they are shocking and unbelievable.

  Even if you are far away, you can see clearly.

  The Holy Emperor is a supreme **** who came down to earth to guide the ignorant people and establish the kingdom of heaven on earth.

  In addition to the God I believe in, that is, the Holy Emperor.

  Asaka Shion really can't think of anyone else who can rule such a huge empire? ?

  The number of people in this empire is too large to count.

  Any attempt to account for the population of the empire and the number of worlds the empire controls is a crazy thing to do.

   Every day, a large number of worlds are conquered by expeditionary forces and brought under the command of the Holy Emperor.

  The natural death and birth of children every day is enough to make all the means of counting the population become empty talk.

  The population is changing all the time.

   It is simply impossible to get an accurate number.

  It is an unimaginable luck for them to be able to sit in the auditorium and enjoy such a grand ceremony.

  When Asakami Shion was escorted to the auditorium belonging to their group, she kept performing the eagle salute to express her excitement.

  Sigismund, Lane and others also got such a lucky opportunity.

   They had just finished their recuperation and were receiving combat training normally, and they were also invited to participate in this grand ceremony.

  The place where this grand ceremony is held is Terra and the Emperor Supreme.

  The parade will walk through several roads of the Imperial Palace in turn, and finally enter the portal and arrive at the Emperor Supreme.

  Its path is similar to the path that the Holy Emperor set out from the imperial palace, and finally boarded the Emperor Supreme, and became the Holy Emperor.

   This is an unimaginable honor, and only a hero who has made great achievements can walk this path once.

  The seats where the spectators are located are placed in the air on both sides of the road, and the suspension power and maneuvering are provided by stable anti-gravity and force field devices.

  Technology provided by Mechanicum is very mature and reliable.

  From Terra to the Emperor Supreme, the booths are densely packed, all suspended.

   Of course, the places they are in are all limited areas.

  The real sky is reserved for flying troops.

   Sigismund watched the wide avenue.

  It extends from the huge towering portals on the horizon to the distance, and reaches the pyramid where the holy emperor sits on the throne. .

  The pyramid rises from the ground, majestic and majestic.

  The majestic pyramid is said to be a mechanical creation, allowing the divine emperor to command the power of mankind.

  The throne above it is just a trivial decoration.

   What matters is what's inside.

  The Mechanical Throne is the center of the lighthouse network, and also the most important control device for the subspace protective barrier.

  Sitting on it, Guilliman can control everything in the empire.

  Guide human ships to travel through the subspace, and guide the souls of the dead to return to the human world, so as not to get lost in the realm of evil gods.

  Sigismund didn't know whether these rumors were true or not.

  But he could indeed feel the terrifying power surging from the pyramid.

   The Mechanical Throne is really not that easy to sit on.

  The avenue is unimaginably wide.

  The other end stretches to the end of the horizon.

   Sigismund's body was forged using the latest technology from the Empire.

   Possesses extraordinary eyesight.

  He could clearly see the people at the booth along the way.

  They come from every world, even every universe.

  All are representatives of high weight.

  Everyone's identity is very honorable.

   Of course, there are many ordinary people on the surface.

   They are crowded together, a sea of ​​people.

   There are also a large number of servo skulls, cherubs floating on both sides of the avenue, ready to broadcast real-time footage through the Imperial network.

   "Those are people from different universes, right?" Lan moved to Sigismund's side and gestured in another direction.

   Sigismund looked over and happened to see Asakashi Shion and others.

  The other party's dress is very strange.

   Full of personalization.

   is incompatible with the native culture of the empire.

   "Don't talk nonsense, that may be a living saint." Sigismund whispered, signaling Lane not to talk too much.

  The earliest living saint is the narrator - Euphrates Kele.

   It was the prophecy given to him by the other party at the beginning that Sigismund did not lead the punishment fleet, but let another battle brother replace him.

  Dawn accused him of arrogance at first, but when the limit wall was broken, Donne had to admit Euphrates Kira's prophecy.

  He really needs Sigismund's help defending the last wall at the last moment, and he needs to go to the Great Arctic Fortress to hold on to the chain of command.

  After that, the state religion rose and the status of the living saint was recognized.

  The man from another universe that Lane mentioned just now has an aura that is very similar to that of Euphrates Kile.

  The other party seemed to be aware of the gaze, and looked over.

   It's just that the other party didn't mean anything malicious, just smiled, nodded, and greeted.

  The two also nodded and smiled back.

   "Legion Commander?" Gedwo on the side also followed Asakashi Shion to look over, and found two original cast warriors.

  They stood there, exuding a cold aura that only belonged to the messenger of death.

  Gedwo has seen their kind of shots.

   Players are like grasshoppers, and gods are like chickens and dogs.

   "They have no malicious intentions." Asakami Shion said, "Maybe they are just curious about us."

  People talked a lot, and they didn't quiet down until the sound of the celebration cannon.

  The loud and clear bell was ringing continuously and extremely loudly, shaking Terra and the Celestial Class battleship Emperor Supreme.

   When the bells end, the imperial ceremony begins.

  (end of this chapter)