Chapter 355 Honey and Cream
“What happened after that, Geratos.”
Castle Lord Caleb stood beside Geratos.
After the priest woke up from his sleep, he asked Caleb to summon everyone here and announced that he would tell them everything he had seen and the true meaning of their expedition.
They are now in the chapel on the Nemesis.
The battle group servants and hymn servitors had already stopped their repeated incense and candle burning. They all lowered their hands and quietly retreated into the shadows of the corridors under the rib walls on both sides of the chapel. Only the red mechanical eyes and biochemical The implant is still making slight mechanical noises from the multi-angle video.
Except for Atreus and the others who left first, the rest of the brothers in the Chapter were half-kneeling here quietly, coming to listen to the priest who claimed to have received the Holy Enlightenment and told them about the sacred scene he had seen. ——Although the commotion below has become more and more obvious from the beginning, Caleb's eyes scanned sternly, suppressing all uneasy and excited reactions below.
The priest kneels in the altar at the top center with a peaceful expression.
He was still wearing the barefoot attire of an ascetic robe, taking off his black armor, but he voluntarily inserted special biological probes for exorcism rituals into all the interfaces on his body. Two mechanical priests who accompanied the army were in charge. Operate this consecrated instrument of the Ohm Messiah to prove before all the purity of the priest's heart and the truth of his words.
The huge golden statue at the top overlooks the altar. The point where the eyes of the God-Emperor statue focus is exactly the gaze that can be felt by people kneeling on the altar.
"Then I arrived at the great house," he answered, "where I finally met our father. Rogal Dorn."
Caleb frowned.
“That boy, Caleb. That boy is our divine father. When I walked into that big room, I was stunned and found that I had sat down on a table full of delicious food I had never seen before. At the table, there was a piece of steaming food and a cup of Reka coffee, and a man sat next to me. "
"Such delicious food must represent the superficial temptation of the world, which is incompatible with the asceticism we advocate. Go against the grain, don't talk nonsense! God-Emperor, please guide us to drive away the uncleanness and filth from him! "
As the intensity of the exorcism whipping intensified, the current of the biological probe surrounded Geratos' body. Astartes' reinforced muscles spasmed due to severe pain, but his voice still maintained a strange tone. Stable.
"Never have I seen such peace and contentment that I am so sure of. Caleb, I can only share my joy and happiness with you, so that you may share His grace. You should listen carefully. - When I turned my head, and at first glance I thought it was the child who had led me here, and then before I took my next breath, I stared into his white-blue eyes, and then I realized that this was not a mortal, I What I saw was the appearance of our holy father when he was young, how lucky I am!”
The wrinkles between the castle master’s brows were almost carved into the skin of his forehead. He raised his hand and was about to let him go. The servants of the Ohm Messiah increased the amount of electricity that passed through them until they knocked people unconscious - Geratos served the Chapter loyally for over two hundred years. He shouldn't end in such a disgraceful way, stop his wild sermons first and then have a final talk with him...
Perhaps another castle owner or even the Sword Brothers will think that giving has obviously been eroded, start A happy death for a priest who spreads his nonsense to other monks would be a good thing for everyone, but apparently, the slightest bit of Geratos's previous disapproval is holding Caleb back from "elevating" himself. The kindness of "to higher places" influenced the actions of the castle owner.
Caleb will be thankful for his decision today countless times in the future.
The increased current produced a bright arc on the neural interface, and the smell of roasted meat filled the air. "... He has grown up, he is so big, majestic, and noble. He has the vicissitudes of time and the vitality of youth at the same time. His white-blue eyes are like blazing stars, filled with huge energy, he told me , he is Rogal Dorn, the Risen One, the Foundation of Hope, the God of the Great Blood. As long as he follows his guidance, the Templars will be rebuilt, and he will send his most beloved and best son to the front. Come and lead us, Caleb, brothers, and we will be led by a true legend, under whose command we will fight righteous battles and gain true salvation."
The pastor's voice suddenly became fanatical, and the electric current, no, the golden and silver radiance began to clash fiercely on his body, and the black arc passed through it in a low-key manner. With the exclamations and prayers, the chapel All the people knelt down and began to chant the most sublime hymns they knew.
Those black-golden lights are constantly repairing Geratos's body damaged by the current in everyone's eyes, restoring them to their best condition.
"Go to the Destined Steel!" Geratos shouted, so loudly, "Go to the Lord of Iron and Blood! Go and ask for the help of the man in black and white fur! He will be able to help you. ! He will fulfill your wish! Serve him! Then Rogal Dorn will return to the world! Then the world will become the promised land of honey and milk! Then the wall will become the new temple of the knight! Get up and find him! Ask him to form a new unbreakable wall with us!"
The golden icon made a rumble of thunder, and everyone looked at it in horror and bewilderment. The central golden icon radiated bright light, and then broke - like some kind of focused light - a black light entwined with golden light shot out from the cracked head, roaring and pointing to another place in the void. direction——
On board the Desert Ark, except for Lamizane, all the primarchs and the former imperial regents raised their heads thoughtfully.
"It seems that the Great Fissure has indeed caused additional impact." Malcador slowly pressed down the quill that was writing automatically under his spell, "What are you going to do?"
He looked at the border collie who also stopped calculating.
The other party bared his teeth and the fur on the back of his neck stood up. He was about to say something——
"What's wrong with you all?" The fourth original man suddenly sat up from his sleep. The body's body asked, "Are you okay? Why did I feel like someone was calling me just now..."
Perturabo jumped down from his seat without saying a word, then jumped into Lamizane's arms, tightened his ears, and pressed his body tightly against his arms.
"Oh, my God, how can there be such a sweet and handsome person in the world! Perturabo!" The person who was immediately attracted attention began to purse his lips and hug his black and white dog, At the same time, he raised his head and looked at Master Kadu'er who smiled kindly and twistedly.
"Sorry, why did I fall asleep? I seemed to be still working just now, so it didn't affect your work progress..."
"It's okay." The former imperial regent picked up his Tea cup, "Aharin has gone to get our honey cream pancake. Magna, can you please bring me some tea?"
The atmosphere of afternoon tea in Perturabo's office is still harmonious and calm. .
All new subspace storms in the star sector and even the entire dark side have nothing to do with them at the moment.
(End of this chapter)