Emperor's Daughter of the Red Sands

Chapter 56 The Destruction of Faith

No. 13 days after the Emperor issued the order to 'destroy the Perfect City', the fleet of the Word Bearers arrived at the Perfect City.

The No.17 Legion carried out the order from Terra without hesitation.

No warning, no notice.

Everything is so abrupt.

In the admiration of the devout believers, the magnificent fleet that covered the sky sprinkled the rain of death, and practiced the will of the Lord of Humanity in the most ruthless way.

There is no doubt that every Astartes Legion in the Great Crusade is a sharp knife capable of crushing any enemy. Their will is headed by the Primarch, and the Creator of the Primarch is the Lord of Mankind.

The actions of each legion must be the will of the human emperor, otherwise it will usher in complete destruction.

Even the perfect city, where Lorgar has devoted all his efforts, is no exception.

Lances from the Word Bearers fleet pierced the unsuspecting city.

Billions of lives are fleeting in the macro cannon, and the heaven on earth, which once symbolized rationality, is instantly destroyed.

No ornate churches were spared, and no survivors survived.

It symbolizes the total destruction of 'faith'.

……

Lorgar saw a world burning.

The iron rain from the airdrop pod poured down, and the macro cannon and light spear spewed out tongues of death from time to time.

This should have been the fate of the enemies of the Imperium of Mankind.

This was supposed to be the end of Heretics and Aliens.

However, at this moment, the believers and fighters from the No.17 Legion have fully applied the endless firepower they were proud of to their supreme masterpiece - [Perfect City] at this moment.

The significance of this city to Lorgar is extraordinary.

It symbolizes Lorgar's pursuit of [reason].

During the Great Crusade, the entire No.17 Legion conquered countless lost worlds. They witnessed that people who lost their faith would bring violence and madness to unimaginable levels. Everywhere, turned into a huge scar that every world has.

What the Word Bearers have to do is to bring what humans really need.

faith.

Although Lorgar knew from the very beginning that the truth and faith preached by the empire walked on two disjoint paths, the facts were far beyond words.

After witnessing the arrival of the golden-armored Messiah on Colchis, the Primarch was one of the few who knew the truth.

The Lord of Humanity is undoubtedly a god.

While Imperial Truth has always denied any supernatural existence, Lorgar has always seen it as a divine test of humanity.

When God exists, then it is absolutely impossible for him to deny his own existence.

Then there is only one possibility for the gods to speak, to test the piety of his people to themselves.

Therefore, Lorgar renamed the No.17 Legion [Word Bearers].

He firmly believes that until the end of the Great Crusade, until the flame of reason is rekindled among the stars, then the test from the gods will truly end, and the brilliance of faith will last forever.

Although Lorgar also knew that the speed of his conquest in the Great Crusade was not satisfactory, the peaceful and serene worlds he conquered all symbolized the consistent devotion of the Word Bearers to their faith.

Therefore, Lorgar has always adhered to this concept, spreading reason and faith to every world he conquered.

——until that proclamation symbolizing the wrath of the gods came.

until…

"Lorgar."

Calm and gentle, solemn and solemn.

That is the voice of the Lord of Men, that is the greatest Master and Emperor among the stars, that is the Patron and Conqueror of the Imperium of Man from beginning to end.

Lorgar bowed his head weakly.

"Father…"

He dared not look directly at His wrath, he dared not ask Him any questions.

For Lorgar's Legion made the most irreparable blunder.

The power center of the No.17 Legion, the supreme chief among thousands of priests - Erebus.

The sincere missionary he once entrusted with endless trust has brought endless disasters to the No.17 Legion at this moment.

A spark of rebellion.

"Kneel down."

The emperor whispered softly, but there was endless indifference.

In an instant, Lorgar's knee fell heavily, rippling in the pool of blood.

Beside him was the corpse of Kor Phaeron, First Captain of the Word Bearers.

The Lord of Men demanded that Lorgar sacrifice his adoptive father's life in exchange for the Empire's new devotion to the Word Bearers.

Therefore, Lorgar personally killed the father who shaped him.

Without hesitation.

As it should be.

At this moment, the Primarch's pupils were saturated with endless regret.

Not for the death of the adoptive father, nor for the death of Erebus, nor for the destruction of the perfect city.

For a devout believer, the most powerful punishment is not the wrath and harshness from the gods.

Instead, he was pointed out by the gods that he was still not pious.

Lorgar knelt down in pain.

He could clearly feel the scrutiny from the emperor, and he could also clearly feel the incomprehension of the heirs around him.

The roar of artillery fire from a distance can be heard even more.

Lorgar didn't understand why all this happened, but he understood very well why it all happened.

Yes, the No.17 Legion is suspected of treason.

They created countless worlds that were most loyal to the human empire, and they spread the brilliance of their faith to the endless darkness in the star sea.

However, all their efforts were shattered in a cold and merciless star message.

While every Word Bearer's faith and devotion to the Empire was unquestionable, the treachery of the High Priest smeared all explanations into futile sophistry.

Sin breeds under circumstances beyond anyone's comprehension.

Ever since he heard the news that his chief priest was plotting to betray the empire, Lorgar instantly dropped everything about the Great Crusade and ordered his fleet to head to the Perfect City.

Ever since that moment, endless uneasiness has emerged in his heart. He has thought about whether it was a frame-up, a mistake, or he really misunderstood Erebus.

Even 13 standard Tara days of contemplation failed to yield any answers.

And the strict order that followed immediately put the truth before everyone's eyes——

The No.17 Legion has the possibility of betraying the empire without its own knowledge.

This is unacceptable.

Any treacherous action, thought, or even thought is unforgivable.

Lorgar built his legion into a great missionary with a thorough vision. In his grand blueprint, any world conquered by the human empire will be shrouded in the brilliance of faith. will be completely purified in the fire.

However, at this moment, Lorgar's great vision suddenly shattered like a sand castle that lost its foundation.

Lorgar's vision was a little blurry.

In the formerly intellectual pupils of the Primarch, there was endless confusion.

Tears of grief flowed on his resolute face, and the perfect city fell apart under the artillery fire.

Lorgar seemed to be able to hear the wailing and despair of the pious believers facing death, and the sadness of being abandoned by the gods.

None of this was his true will.

But from his supreme father, the true god who walks in the world, the test of the Word Bearers by the Lord of Men.

He had to.

He has to.

Faith must be forged with a flawless will.

Even with endless sacrifices.

……

……

　I have been thinking for a long time about how to shape Lorgar better
　　Maybe the condition is not good recently

　　By the way, the old dog Colphalon is like opening champagne

　　
　
(End of this chapter)