Chapter 452 Heaven-Welcoming Ceremony
The town where Luojia is located is located on a gentle mountain slope. After coming out of the chapel, stepping out of the forest, and looking down, there is a group of floats filled with summer flowers and wisterias. Going around the path paved for worshiping God, loaded with fluttering string and wind instruments, the convoy was already very close to the chapel.
The car carried many men and women in white, wearing garlands on their heads, of different ages, joining in the chorus of the song according to their own ideas. Rivka has come out of the trance frightened by the prophecy, and the male believer Bondo has also come out of the confusion of being criticized by Lorgar's gentle words. Instead, he is immersed in the festive atmosphere of the summer ceremony. Their smiles are pure and full of heart. Joyful, quietly praising the emperor's greatness.
This calmed Luo Jia's anxiety.
"What does it mean to 'dedicate the Summer Ceremony to Black Star', brothers and sisters?" He asked softly, "That also points to the Emperor's gift, right?"
"Of course, Aurelion," Rifka said first, "the true God is one, but his appearance is not unique. His body walks on earth, we see him as the emperor; his holy spirit looks up in the sky, we see him as the black Star - have you seen Black Star, Aurelion?"
She suddenly moved closer, seeming to be searching for some mark on Lorgar's neck, and then sat back with some disappointment, "I thought you did too. I've seen it before."
"Tell me, Rivka, what is that?"
"That's...according to my mother, it's a piece of land. The dark sun will leave the marks of eagle claws on our bodies, warriors burning with black fire will come from the bones, and silver angels will soar in the sky. Behind them, the sun will touch the earth without light..." Rivka said longingly, "From the hands of the evil enemy, the Black Star saved us, just on a dying summer, just a century ago in Yaxime."
"You guys How did you know that it was also the Emperor?" Lorgar asked cautiously, with some faint joy mixed with fear.
"Because we prayed to the Emperor, He came." Rivka said sincerely, making the sign of the cross on her chest. Lorgar had never seen such a burning passion in her pale eyes.
Tyrant Star. Nightmare Sun. Black Star. Three nouns flashed through Lorgar Aurelion's head at the same time.
But there are still dark clouds floating over his mind: Why does the Tyrant Star want to destroy his people?
He was summoned by destruction, bringing crazy scorched earth and dust all over the planet. All the rumors from the Holy Grail Expansion maintain the consistency of this description.
“To tell you the truth, Aurelion, we were not as pious as we are now. At that time, a four-fold pagan religion was doing evil in our land, and the filthy breath infected Assi. Mei, until blood and corruption permeate our world, and countless monsters emerge from the cracked sky - how afraid we are!"
They came to the outside of the chapel and strolled along the tree-lined road with the unhurried speed of the float, passing by the low houses with hanging garlands, and walking in the shadow cast by the rotating blades of the windmill.
“But there was a devout man among us who, during that summer, begged the Emperor’s forgiveness and petitioned for the Emperor’s angels to descend among us and save us from disaster and blasphemy. Come out.”
“Your plea is sincere, because you can now tell me the story of your conversion,” Aurelion said with a smile. "You should first ask for forgiveness."
"We do ask for forgiveness. We sinned, committed evil and rebelled, and deviated from the commandments and laws. This allowed the disaster of paganism to come to us. So we prayed, To put an end to sin, to atone for sin, to bring in everlasting righteousness, to seal the vision, and to anoint the Holy One.
“Then came the black stars, many like the Word Bearer. Warriors, so many angels from heaven, have descended to protect us from the evil birds - a changeable disaster, one moment a raven, the next an evil snake, leaving us in pain. torture. ”
The convoy of floats marched towards the cliff. The believers surrounding the convoy gathered around Rivka who was telling the story and Lorja who was listening attentively. The men and women in white robes sitting in the car also waved to Lorja: "This is us. The story of salvation, Aurelion, is the story of our baptism.”
Unknowingly, they have reached the edge of the cliff. A single gate stands on the edge of the cliff, with a gilded door on the left. The relief is a man wearing a crown, and the door on the right is a woman holding a sword, both guarding the door leading to the kingdom of heaven.
“That day, the sky was dark, and there were four kinds of wild beasts howling at the foot of the mountain, with terrible horns on their heads. Believers said that we must not have been refined, and evil people still did or will do it. Only by going through purgatory can we rest, because we must rest until the end of time to enjoy our blessings and go to His kingdom.”
Come into His kingdom.
Along with Rivka's narration, some very vague pictures seemed to flash in the depths of Lorgar's mind, which were difficult to remember clearly, as if they were artificially blocked, leaving only a hazy and bright silhouette.
He remembered that there seemed to be overlapping mountains and waters, cities and cities, everything was new and bright, leading to the high blue sky.
He was very sure that it was His kingdom. He had seen it as if it was more than a hundred years ago - no, just in Sifus, on the day when he saw the dark sun coming, He had seen it again, the dream City of God.
In front of him, a single door opened to both sides. The angle it stood at just framed the sun visible on the top of the mountain inside the door, and the bright light suddenly filled his eyes.
"So, they went down from here. This was the punishment He wanted and the step forward for His forgiveness."
The convoy of floats continued to move forward, and the people on the cars were full of cheers Laughing, they scattered petals that shone brightly and transparently in the sunlight to Luojia, and their robes exuded extremely bright light. An unconquerable spiritual power burned in the fire in their eyes.
The floats advanced peacefully under the incredible pure golden light, and then one after another they fell from the cliff and fell into the roar of death.
The people escorting the convoy sang and hugged each other. Some people came to hug Lorgar. Lorgar responded to them one by one, still staring at the golden door in front of him.
Due to this call of death, the world became dark. The shadow of the dark sun blocked the light of the scorching sun. The smell of scorched earth caressed the earth. The harbinger of destruction of all things shocked Lorgar Auri. Li An's heart, and in the darkness, the evil spirit with the body of a snake and the claws of a bird was swallowed up by the black flames.
This is the echo of the miracle that once befell Asime.
"Go and wait for the end, for you will rest. When the end comes, you will rise and enjoy your blessings..."
The man who holds the true words recited softly, and a bright light quietly filled him. His voice blended into the singing of the crowd, like a drop of water falling into the heavy rain.
“Blessed are those who wash their clothes, who have authority to go to the tree of life, and to enter by the gate into the city.”
A tear fell from the corner of his eye, and a cloud of dust fell. Pictures flashed before his eyes, and he saw a dead finger bone, and he saw his living brother, standing in the light of heaven, with his angel, and he embraced him.
He recalled everything he had forgotten, which came only after the end and death, in the city above.
He should have known better.
Destruction is the prelude to revelation. Only when there is destruction can one be freed from the world and wait for the forgiveness he deserves.
He should have known, he had read the scriptures so many times and listened to so many revelations. But he only found out today.
“God will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and there will be no more death, nor mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away. All things that are corporeal will be melted by fire. But According to his promise, we look forward to a new heaven and a new earth, in which righteousness will dwell..."
Logar silently recited all the scriptures he knew, which had been with him and guided him since his birth. , instructed him, came to his mind in all his confused moments.
Destruction is liberation from earthly bondage and is the only way to true eternal life.
Then, everything is clear.
Because that’s what the Great Crusade is.
Because it was during the Emperor's Great Crusade that millions of armies marched across the galaxy, destroying everything, burning everything, leaving no mercy, no hesitation, and renewing the world.
This is something that has already happened, something that He silently supports, and something that He personally leads.
The Tyrant Star was born in the destruction that overturned the galaxy, taking them to a new world that had already taken shape.
There, when the end comes, those who have been forgiven will be there, those who died on this planet Asime will be there, the Second Primarch will be there, Horus Luperkal will be there, everyone who died in him will be there. Warriors and priests will be there, all those who have been freed from battle will be there, loyalists who have died heretics and heretics will be there, all the people for whom Lorgar Aurelion prayed and wept in the sept. Everyone will be there, and those who sacrificed will be there, from the past to the future.
Everyone who dies will come back again, in the only new world.
And He will protect them from the hands of the fallen gods, just as they will surround Him and give Him all the power.
Only God will fight against God, so this is the offering they should give back to Him.
Luojia heard his heart beating steadily and powerfully, and a joy flowed through his limbs along with the warm blood, making his body seem to become lighter. The best part of his guess is being verified bit by bit - the Emperor is about to come to protect His children, and the dark stars are the Emperor's unborn spirit...
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In the Whispering Mountains, in Sievers, he had felt the arrival of the Tyrant Star, the familiar, cold and burning destruction and anger...
The Tyrant Star was another part of the Emperor. On the one hand, He came to save them and let some of them sleep in the dark purgatory to cleanse their sins so that they could pass through the city gate in the final revelation.
No. 11 is a traitor, and his purpose is to prevent the Emperor's Spirit from coming to the world. Yes, in the previous conversation, No. 11 had already hinted, "You are too pious, you won't Believe it,” Eleven answered him.
Only traitors will stop the Tyrant Star.
All of this is gradually becoming clear, like locks in the fog gradually opening.
He suppressed the excitement in his heart. Not counting Number Eleven, Lorgar was not sure whether he was the first Primarch to know about this - his eldest son Perturabo knew. This matter? I'm afraid he also knows...
Lorgar's heart floating in the clouds suddenly fell to the bottom. The warm touch brought by the Emperor's Wish was lost in an instant, and the cold worry quietly climbed up on him. heart.
If Perturabo knew that the Emperor was the Tyrant Star, why would he use the power of the Chaos Crystal Serpent to escape from the Tyrant Star's call?
No, all these doubts must stop, Luojia cut off his thoughts.
The identity of the Emperor's Spirit has been determined, which is a joyful thing. He cannot be blindly deceived at the moment of joy to question the Lord of Steel whom he has believed in for more than a hundred years. If he still had doubts, wait until he saw Perturabo in person.
He wanted to find him and ask him personally about the matter. No matter what Perturabo said, he was willing to believe him.
"Aurelion, Aurelion?" Rifka called to him, waking him from his reverie. The summer ceremony she just participated in made her burst into tears.
"What's the matter, Rivka?" Lorgar answered, the enthusiasm that arose in his heart gradually subsided.
“The Black Star is no longer so close to us,” the female believer said sadly. “In our past ceremonies, He will come closer. There will always be a few of us who can receive grace. He was chosen from the ceremony and separated from the world. But this time, he didn’t choose anyone to go—did we not satisfy him enough, Aurelion?”
"The Great Crusade is coming to an end," Lorgar thought. "The destruction we have created is no longer enough to bring the Tyrant Planet near."
Another believer suddenly stopped him, and Bondo stared at him , piously set up a cross on his chest.
“You said, Aurelion,” he said, “you said to test the goodness of God, to bear your burdens, to give back to Him in your duty.”
"I did say that it is good that you remember it," Lorgar replied, leaning down to look at him, and was surprised to notice that there were a pair of bird's claw marks on the back of Bondo's neck.
This is His mark, he thought. This is His inspiration.
"So, can we cause more destruction?" Bondo laughed.
"What do you mean?" Luojia said softly.
"From here on, Aurelion, we voluntarily wait in death for the doomsday and the new world after the doomsday. If He needs strength, we voluntarily welcome Him in the darkness." Bondo laughed, " You are His messenger, and you should lift up your sword for Him, just as you did for Him in the Great Crusade."
"Use your duty to give back to Him," another believer said, and they heard it. Discussion here. "If you believe in Him, Aurelion."
"Our specialty is fire, Aurelion, if you need advice-"
"Everything obeys you, Aurelion, and you will know how we will enter eternal cleansing, because you can always hear His voice -"
"I..." Lorgar's heart It's one thing to tremble uneasily, contemplating the connection between destruction and rebirth, but quite another to actually do it, to consciously bring destruction to the sacrificer.
An unsafe warning brought him a certain kind of mental and physical heat, and Lorgar took a step back slowly. His back hit something, which was a pillar of the Golden Yingtian Gate.
From a distance on the hillside, several Word Bearer priests came over in a hurry, and their eyes lit up when they saw him.
"Aurelion?" Layak gently pushed the crowd away, and the crowd made way for him.
When he arrived in front of Lorgar Aurelion, he was sweating a little, breathing rapidly, and his eyes were shaking. When Lorgar was waiting for him to speak, his lips were tightly closed again, as if he was afraid of what he said. To make Luojia angry.
"Speak, Layak," Lorgar said.
"It is Colchis," said Layak, and Lorgar had never seen him so frightened.
"What's wrong with Colchis?" Lorgar asked softly, a tone containing a hint of pride that was on the verge of being shattered on the edge of uneasiness, and a very bad premonition found him, "I just listened Said a Memoir went to Colchis. What else happened?"
"Aurelion, it..."
"Please tell me, please tell me," said Lorgar.
This moment was stretched long enough for a whirlpool of endless emotions to pass through the heart of the original body.
"Colchis... there is still a temple hidden underground, my lord, it was somehow missed when we destroyed the icon. There..."
Raya Ke trembled. He had never seen such gloomy confusion and troubled face on the Primarch's face. The glory and happiness that Xia Yidian brought to him were torn to pieces by the huge gap in an instant.
"Continue." Lorgar said.
"There is still a sect of converts there, my lord, it is lurking well, but it... it is where the former High Priest Erebus was born. The people there betrayed the only Lord and brought Blasphemous devil, just overnight - we just got the message, my lord, because the communication station was destroyed, the astropath said, the sky burst -"
Lorgar blinked slowly Looking at his eyes, his skin had never been so pale, and his purple eyes were as pale as glass against the light.
He conquered so many worlds, destroyed so many pagan planets, and brought countless stars under the Emperor's rule. In all these years he had never made a mistake, and no traitor had ever manifested himself in the Word Bearers' ranks... except for Erebus, except for him. But today, at this moment, his own home planet, the place where everything originated, has become a stage of injustice and bloodshed. The world he was once proud of collapsed in an instant.
Is one third not enough? He thought hollowly, was it because he only killed a third of them that year?
He fell backward and was barely supported by the pillars of the Golden Gate. Layak immediately knelt before his primarch, as did the other Word Bearers.
The inhabitants of Asime surrounded them, eyes fixed on him, and Lorgar heard the tremor of their hearts, vibrating in the air, silently condemning the failure of those who bore the Truth.
“Listen to me,” he said, his voice low, suppressing some unimaginable tension, “Listen to me. Let’s go back, let’s go back.”
“Get ready— —"
He stopped and heard the sound of sand and earth coming from his throat.
The air that a man relied on for survival was taken away from his surroundings, from the sky of Colchis to the earth to the underground to the yellow sand in his memories and the holy city he built with his own hands and the things he distributed The scriptures of Bible faith printed on books and the Colchian people's commitment to pious faith and oaths and everything else he could think of, the vacuum he had was filled and then shattered again. The loud noise was much louder than any thunder that could be heard in this world.
Lorgar Aurelion looked down at Lajak. There was something incomprehensible on his face, or maybe it was just a smile.
“Prepare to destroy,” he said, “everything will be fine.”
(End of Chapter)