Chapter 639 Judgment (III)
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*Motarian's speech cannot avoid the original text, and it is useful, so I will explain it here.
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And when Motarian finished bowing to the emperor and began his speech in the center of the amphitheater about a minute, Fogrim Pallas knew why Magna Dorn had just used his limited number of chats per day to remind him.
"...In fact, these things are not so complicated. The root of all kinds of disasters is because of the endless emergence of psychics in the world. Those unrestrained psychics, wizards, people who spy on the dark and hidden secrets, and mutants all use evil techniques to disrupt the world, causing the creatures to suffer. People in the world are trapped in the slavery of wizards and the fear of deformed beasts."
"... And our emperors, respectful fathers, have created all kinds of tricks, such as witch hunting tools, silent nuns, black ships, etc., to protect all living beings from such uncontrolled psychics. You should know that this is the key - only controlled psychics can use their power after strict training and order constraints. For example, star speakers and navigation players are authorized and qualified to benefit everyone, rather than the tragic situations that I and my children have seen and experienced in the past."
"...If you talk about the horror of the long night, I am afraid that many people in the world have not heard of it personally. Now I would like to tell you that death guards the fear that we have seen in the past."
Motarian then uses a wonderful narrative structure to describe to them how a civilization of "swords and muskets of the barbaric era" delayed the conquering of death guard for six months. The audience imagined it in his low and vivid tone and showed a disgusting look at the wizard.
When he began to describe the lightning, flames and cracking attacks upon landing with the army warriors, and the temple of blood and altars filled with bones they finally found in the city were the source of witchcraft, and it was such an evil and uncontrolled witchcraft army that blocked the attack of the Death Guard, Fogrim Pallas used a pigeon to open nuts to stop.
"Wait a minute. Maybe I've ignored something before." The young phoenix frowned. "But some things here... can match?"
The dove closed its mouth, Peturabo BC glanced at Him, and Magna's metal mask remained unchanged.
Motarian continued to talk at the other end of time and space.
"Those allies from the witchcraft, such as the red dogs and mountain beasts, have repeatedly broken through the defense line of my death guard." He resisted the mortal harvester on his shoulders, allowing the appropriate dramatic pause to last for seven seconds, so that everyone who can hear this in the amphitheater can have time to think about it and taste the profound meaning.
Wizards and their witchcraft allies who can repeatedly break through the line of death guards.
"Although my soldiers are extremely tough, it is extremely difficult to advance the front line. Whenever I find a temple of blood, I will attack and destroy it. As the temples are destroyed one by one, the power of those wizards gradually lose. Although the situation is over, they are still stubborn until we crush the remaining soldiers and defeated generals they can send. However, the wizards still hold power tightly and refuse to let go, and have no intention of surrender. From the old to the young, they all fight like crazy to the last person. People on the whole planet are completely extinct for the greed of a group of wizard monarchs who refuse to give up their authority and witchcraft. Until today, witnessing the destruction and power that wizards and their evil thoughts can cause in one world, my heart still trembles. - I have tried my best to defeat the wizard army, but I am even more afraid that I will find another one by my friendly army."
Then the three men hiding on the side of Qianzi saw the Lord of Death Guardians stepping through half the theater when he said this. At the end of the forty-ninth step, they stayed in front of Magnus's box, raised their heads and stared at his brother with their eyes.
"Wow," said Pallas. "He said nothing, but his body language pointed so clearly."
"If I want to say that I accused my brothers and his descendants of such evil sins, then I want to say that I have no intention of this. Who can do without mistakes if a person is not a sage? However, a thousand-mile dike is destroyed by an ant hole. The heinous crimes all arise from the minor evil. The gradual decay of a human heart is precisely because of the small evil. Those who have the original intention of good and good often mistakenly believe that small evil is great and flaws do not hide the merits. However, in my view, there is only the difference between good and evil, but no difference between big and small."
"I remain humble in the previous proposal to establish a think tank because I believe that the rest of the elders are more wise than me. I can only control my own death guards and ensure that in my lifetime, the death guards will never be contaminated by think tanks and psychics."
Dantioc could hardly believe that this man with a brilliant lotus was the Lord of the Death Guardian he had heard of.
"But I have now fought side by side with the Thousand Sons. Comparing the unclean magic of the wizards I have seen, I have heard the Rus and the Logas talk about the worries I had seen before in the Battle of the Marginal Star Cluster. I feel deeply that I can no longer sit still and stay silent. My love and concern for my brothers is so deep that even though I am extremely heartbroken, I cannot agree with the accusation of the Space Wolf and try to save my brother and his army before the fall. Magnus, my brother, don't indulge in witchcraft anymore! Come back to your brothers! That's all I want to say. Thank the Emperor, thank you."
The audiences at both ends of time and space fell into some silence because of the Lord of Death's speech.
And Dantioc noticed the unusual fluctuations around them.
He couldn't help but look at him, seeing Azek Aliman being overwhelmed by the fiery radiance of Magnus.
"Well... we'll solve Aliman's problem later, it's useless to solve it now. - Soltarn?"
His fighting brother saluted them and nodded, "It's Lord Magnus's psychic power. Very violent." Then he added, "Don't worry, it won't affect you here, Lord."
...Is this right?
"Is this right?" Fogrim Pallas turned his puzzled gaze to another Iron Lord beside them. "Is it really right for a soldier of the Iron Warriors Legion to have this level of power? If the Iron Warriors were such a psychic group, why hadn't you ever heard of them...Huh?"
The Lord of Steel seemed a little reluctant to explain this matter, but he still explained part of it.
"Yes, no one has ever noticed... there are no think tanks or think tank directors among the Iron Warriors. Many people may think this is because I don't like psychics, but it's not. And Soltarn is not a psychic. He is a rare person among my descendants who truly inherited a small number of original abilities from me, so I have always brought him by my side in the past, even if he is unwilling to be promoted to a trident or participate in other work. His power is by no means comparable to ordinary think tank directors. But after I was taken...seriously..., I lacked the patience to teach him again, otherwise Balban Falke would not have had that opportunity."
"Wait, what does this mean?"
Obviously, the other party is unwilling to explain this issue in depth.
"Ha, you can ask him what Soltaen is most likely to be." Pertulabo BC sneered, "As the 'father' and 'maker' of twenty of us, he knew very well what he had put out that should not be put, and that would even shake the foundation of the entire empire and the Great Expedition in our respective natures." Pallas frowned and turned his eyes back to the dove in his hand.
“…gugu.”
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The three people at the Nikea trial had to patiently listen to the allegations against Magnus and the Thousand Sons for three hours.
In the middle, Ramizane was too bored and even instructed Soltaen to make rock lounges for each of them. He found snacks and tea from somewhere. Dantioc served his father with a desperate but relieved look on his face.
These allegations actually come and go, all of which are examples of battles, listing photos, audio, video and other evidence taken by the Thousand Sons from all aspects, as well as more witness testimony.
With the first speech of the space wild wolf rune priest Wolf, Wildermark, as the pioneer, the Lord of Death is the open primitive support, and the words accusing Thousand Sons and Magnus are basically concentrated on words such as "heretic", "cultivist", "wizard", "warlock", "sacrifice of Virgo", "wizard who eats children" and "the group of black magicians who abuse evil magic".
"I must say that my Lord, Lord Magnus's anger, has just turned the rocks around him into lava, and he can endure it until now."
"That is the illusion and a natural self-persuasion that the promises that just started and more things brought him to him, and a natural self-persuasion of obedience... Well... he is very good at this. After all, for the philosopher he represents, 'When he is dissatisfied with a system, the person has no right to destroy it in a rebellious way...'Shh, he is going to defend himself."
They watched as the Red King stood proudly from his seat and threw his red silk coat and golden chain behind him.
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Magnus held his head high, like a noble god and the most learned philosopher, facing the difficult judgment, maintaining the most elegant demeanor and the tolerance of scholars. When he began to salute, he did not even forget to greet the wild wolf and the Lord of Death who glared at him.
His speech style is different from the solemn and solemn and murderous of his brothers and nephews. Magnus is more like seeing this place as a place to spread his ideas, an academy theater that preaches his philosophy. He walks around the theater with bright eyes and friendly words, citing ancient examples from the old earth to prove the value of knowledge and the necessity of searching.
He portrayed for them a beautiful future inspired by knowledge, a perfect ideal country where scientists, philosophers and warriors coexist.
At this point, Dantioc also felt that perhaps the accusation was really too demanding of Magnus and his legion.
But the following speech gradually made the clear-headed war blacksmith frown.
"As long as everyone trying to learn the truth can fully control what they have learned, then, I think any knowledge is justified, and there is a reason for its existence, and the same is true for their exploration of them..."
"It's wrong, right? Keep listening. Barabas. You'll soon find out why Magnus has had no chance of winning from the beginning."
Then Magnus began to tell them a story in a cave. At the beginning of the story, the people in the cave lived their lives as the shadows of the fire, drinking underground river water, eating moss, and following the joy of the shadows dancing beside the fire. Until one day, a man stood up and turned his head to go out along the cave to find the source of the breeze. In the story, the bold seeker found something more glorious outside the entrance of the cave at the end of the cave, and the sun outside the cave shone on him with the brilliance that the fire could not match.
He returned to the cave in a state of emotion and surprise, but was ridiculed and attacked by his companions, calling him a madman.
So the man returned outside the cave, determined to show the beautiful sun and the whole world outside the cave to his companions. He worked for a hundred years and a hundred years, digging the top of the mountain range where the cave was located until a large enough hole could allow the sun to pour from the top of the cave to the fire.
Magnus paused equally dramatically, his emotions infecting every audience member present.
And Fogrim Pallas remembered that he and Magner had learned this story.
"I know the allegorical story of this cave. To be honest, it is quite memorable, but why did Magnus tell this story at this time? At the end of this story, wasn't this person killed by his extremely fearful companion, and then the murderers fled into the deeper cave with the fire to avoid the sun? The meaning of this story is not to share the truth with narrow-minded people. Too advanced and trust will only bring vain and life worries."
"That's why he's Magnus." Peturabo BC finally sighed exhausted. "That's why it's always very difficult to deal with when it comes to him. That's why I'm so worried... I wouldn't be so worried if Ramizane went to Ulano."
Magnus then continued to tell the story, and Pallas was shocked to hear a beautiful ending that was very different or even completely opposite to the end that this story should have. "They followed this man out of the cave in surprise and were equally moved by the brilliant miracle they saw. They praised the man who had worked hard to lead them, and they praised him for so selflessly saving his friends from the dark and doomed life, which is what I want to say, everyone. The Thousand Sons Legion is the same as what I am doing now. It is our duty to save all mankind from the invisible horror of ignorance. All the knowledge that the Thousand Sons Legion has collected will ultimately benefit all mankind and will be shared with all those who are willing to learn them. I urge you to think about it, don’t make your judgment easily today, because today’s judgment will be the turning point in the history of the entire empire, and your judgment today will affect the future of mankind. Think about it, everyone! Think about how you will be judged by future generations in the historical records of the future! ”
Magnus bowed gracefully again to the surroundings of the theater, accepting the cheers he won and the others.
"Thank you all," he said, "I'll say that."
(This chapter ends)