Emperor's Daughter of the Red Sands

Chapter 68 The Road to Redemption ([-])

In the desert of Colchis, life is always a struggle.

Like many other driest worlds in the Imperium, the native creatures of Colchis have always tried every means to adapt to the harsh climate change.For the humans who settled here, their way of fighting against nature is through wisdom and technology.

Almost every coastal city has huge water filtration facilities. In addition to solving human domestic water, they are also used to irrigate agriculture and deal with seasonal floods. Since the length of a standard Colchis year is longer than Many times longer than a standard Terran year, these gigantic dams, capable of storing seasonal floods, are one of the marvels of engineering. The source of water is stored as a source of water to irrigate the land in times of drought, and also represents the fountain of life for all human beings.

The holy city, Huihua City, is a great city-state built on hard work and hard work. It absorbs the sacred water from the [Holy Spring], and uses the tenacious essence of life to fight against those endless violent sandstorms.

Rich and magnificent farmlands stretch out from the majestic city walls, and some of them are settled by hard-working farmers. They live an ancient and hard-working life, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, just like the people of countless other agricultural worlds Similarly, their dwellings are distributed over the entire land, to the extent that the [Holy Spring] cannot provide.

This is another manifestation of the sanctity of human beings - they have overcome nature by virtue of science and wisdom.

But even so, the huge desert all over the entire plate still symbolizes the harsh environment of Colchis. If it is not the home planet of the Primarch, such a world may not be able to survive the hundreds of tithes collected by the empire. Re-equip the environment that is the agricultural world.

Needless to say, Colchis is a hungry world.

Depending on the speaker, the phrase can be accompanied by a smile or a curse.But in any case, the meaning contained in this sentence is absolutely true: the continent of Colchis maintains hunger and thirst in a natural and wild state, and it jointly breeds the hope of life and the despair of death.

So for other life forms, due to their lack of ability to affect the surrounding environment, adaptation and evolution are carried out simultaneously-this seems to show that some too large and powerful forces seem to have visited thousands of years ago to explain this world Contradictions are everywhere.

Arid scrubland is especially prevalent on this barren and barren sandy world, and many plants have thick hairs on their leaves that absorb and retain more water from rare rainfall and also protect against dryness. the squall.

It can be seen that Colchis has extremely high requirements for the growth of plants. Every life bred in this world full of death is great, unyielding and unique.

Over the years, imperial scholars have been trying to classify many incomprehensible plants on it, but due to the weird and unpredictable environment on Colchis, these strange qualities were quickly ignored.

Except for a wild flower that grows in the desert—the Chinese rose, it is of great significance to the Colchis people, symbolizing the beauty and tenacity that the Colchis people have admired throughout the ages.

No matter how insignificant the existence of the rose is, every Colchis will not ignore its existence.

The rose flower is in full bloom with flexible thick leaves of silver, white and gray, all of which are to reflect more glare from the sun. It hinders its own photosynthesis in the name of survival, and it seems that it never throws itself into the past and future. Colchis of sight.

Delicate, beautiful roses were gifts between lovers, decorations for weddings and festivals, and gardeners who cultivated and cared for them were revered by the populace as teachers and priests.

On balconies across the city, especially on the spire where the Covenant stands, huge hanging gardens of white and silver flowers contrast with the brown stone walls.

Vaharadish - was the imperial name given to the capital of Colchis, and it was enthusiastically and proudly called the Holy City in the religious sermons of the ruling classes.

But to the Colchis, Vahradish will always be the city of gray flowers.

The Broad Streets were filled with cheering crowds as the No. 17 Regiment returned to their homeland, crowds thronged as the first Stormbird, a golden vulture - roared to touch down at the Spire Temple Traveled together to see their Primarch and the Return of the Word Bearers he brought.

In just one day, the news that Lorgar returned to Colchis with the Word Bearers spread throughout the major city-states on the planet.

The devout believers walked out of the house with tears of gratitude, and paid homage to the shadow of the huge fleet in the sky, because even after decades, some of them still believed in the man who brought the utopia of serenity and peace to Kokomo. Children of the gods of Erkis.

Ever since the golden-armored Messiah came to the world and brought Lorgar away from Colchis, they have been waiting for too long in countless days and nights of devout prayers. All they hoped for was the majesty of the gods. Sow again on the land of Colchis.

Yes, they had waited far too long in reverence for their reconnection with the gods.Although the underdeveloped transportation of Colchis caused only a few aristocratic forces to take a spaceship to the holy city where the Primarch came again, the enthusiasm of these people will not dissipate half of it, and they have built in major cities one after another. All kinds of religious carnivals, singing and dancing fanatic festivals have been decided to be held today:
Dull bells sounded from the ancient temples, and pious prayers echoed in the luxurious churches. Compared with the perfect city in the past, the glory of religion and faith once again shined in this feudal world .

Just like when the [God] from the starry sky came to pick up his Son for the first time.

Only this time, the Holy Son born in Colchis returned to the hometown that nurtured him, which seemed to symbolize a new progress in the great cause of conquering the stars—everyone wanted to know the stories in those stars, and was The hymn of praise, the pilgrimage of burly warriors, and the flower of reason blooming in the entire galaxy, the holy city known as the [Perfect City].

Curiosity and reverence drove people's pace, so that they flocked to the city where the Primarch came again, wanting to witness the sacred brilliance with their eyes, and listen to the holy words with their ears .

Even though the ancient belief in starry sky worship had long been burned in the six-year war of the past, the power of religion still permeates the people of Colchis, and the truth of the empire obviously has not taken root in this religious world.

They may know that the rationality preached by the human empire does not match the idealism believed by the Colchis, but the acquiescence from the holy son Lorgar made them selectively ignore the atheism that the empire's truth emphasized, and put that The power of faith that has been accumulated for a long time is thrown into the starry sky.

And so the swaying ashes burst into poisonous buds.

Pollution that has been dormant for a long time breeds now.

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　Let's make a transition, and after two chapters, I will become a big monster and come out to play.

　　Then it's time to take Lorgar to the Eye of Terror dungeon
　　Please select your copy
　　Khorne Realm
　　Garden of Nurgle
　　Throne of Slaanesh
　　Tzeentch Palace
　　
　
(End of this chapter)