How can a retired savior be considered retired if his price drops to 40,000?

Chapter 97 Big Brother’s Golden Throne, the rest will all stand aside

"You lied to me!" Kugas shouted sadly.

From the moment he arrived on the surface of the planet Parmenio through the sacrifice of the Mortal Nurgle Order, the Plague Father had already felt it.The touch of the subspace became weak, and the rules of the material world became stronger, making him feel that he could not comfortably draw energy for the spells he needed, and even had to be careful to maintain his own existence.

But Mortarion still stood in front of him calmly, as if nothing unexpected had happened: "There were some complications in the plan. I encountered a man at the western end of the continent who would not be captured. city, it has a kind of protection.”

"So that rumor is true, you lied to me!" Kugas screamed in horror, "The Cursed One really has a suitable puppet! It was the power sent by Him personally that stopped you!"

"Perhaps so, but would that really make a big difference to our plans?" Mortarion coaxed. "Parmenio is the stage for the second act of Guilliman's fall. I have told us I prayed to my loving father for help. The omens were good. I was watched."

"You think more assistance is needed here? I have brought nearly all the demon hosts from Yax and Postio - at your request." Kugas said in disbelief, "No more. Well, although there are countless seven times larger armies in the garden of loving father for deployment, the subspace energy here can no longer support the emergence of more demonic troops."

"So, those who are about to come will be my heirs." The demon primarch reversed the facts without any guilt, "Typhons - although I don't like him - as the messenger of the loving father Nurgle in the mortal world, Will and his soldiers deal with the puppets of the damned."

Kugas may or may not have believed it, but at least on the surface, a false sense of joy had resurfaced on his diseased, swollen, pus-filled face.The Plague Father always hates everything around him, which is inconsistent with the tone promoted in the Garden of Mercy, so he always hides his true thoughts with this false joy:

"That's great, then. I'm really relieved by this good news." He gently patted his huge but loose belly to let the foul miasma pass from his intestines. "Typhonse and his When will the troops arrive? Do we have to wait for him?"

Although he was the first to mention Typhons, Kor'gas' last words still made Mortarion feel a wave of bored disgust: "I'm not sure, you know our relationship has never been good. But when he actually arrived Until then, we should have kept attacking.”

Kugas showed a little hesitation and fear.Such subtle changes in the face of a Great Unclean One would always be difficult to discern for various reasons, but Mortarion was sure he caught it.

"You don't have to think about things so complicated." The demonic primarch falsely consoled him, "The omens are good, and the numbers point to a glorious future. The difficulty is only at this stage, and the plan will eventually be successful. Keep going - I will successfully capture my brother, don't you want to see your plague finally completed?"

——But in fact there is no warning at all, and his numbers can only give an extremely vague, mixed answer.

"You're lying to me." Kugas muttered firmly after seeing all this, but he still turned his attention to the gate opened by the sacrifice, so that all his troops could pass through it.
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"The Emperor is not a god," Diglis said.

"Yes, so 'temple' is just called 'temple'. Don't think about its meaning, but think of it as a grade naming for the 'Magic Workshop'." Fujimaru Ritsuka replied, "It's like' Emperor-class Titans are not emperors in nature, but the name of Titans of this magnitude is designated as 'Emperor-class'."

After Captain Lanmarok and Captain Afpa returned to the defense line, the layout of the pulpit of Tyros Cathedral changed slightly: the benches in the front row on the left were moved slightly back, and there were more seats in front. Several special writing desks commonly found in writing rooms appeared.Calming incense was burning nearby, and Kaelia and two selected battle nuns who were recognized as strong believers sat behind the writing desk, quietly copying the "Book of Sacred Scriptures" on fine parchment with quill pen and ink. Excerpts.

——From the perspective of a magician, Debit gave many practical suggestions to Fujimaru Ritsuka's trial of the national religion amulet. What is going on here is the trial production of one of the improved versions.

"Just think of the 'Magic Workshop' briefly as a fortification that contains a variety of spells." Fujimaru Ritsuka explained to Diglis, "A general workshop can basically only protect the building itself and its interior. The spells used by the owner of the workshop will gain certain benefits. In fact, under normal circumstances, my opinion is that it is better to just put two logging guns at the door. But at the level of 'Temple', all the above functions will be upgraded to A very exaggerated point.”

Diglis looked at the three figures who were copying under the candlelight, thoughtfully.For the people of the empire, the matter of "copying scriptures" was still very serious.Although Kaelia had received a formal education from a grammar school and had no problems with general reading and writing, she still had to be extremely alert when facing the Book of Sacred Scriptures, and she had to be careful before writing. Check the original text again and again to ensure that you will never copy even a single letter wrong.This made her copying speed very slow, but - counterintuitively, the other two battle nuns were even slower than her.

It stands to reason that even battle nuns are familiar with scripture subjects in their earliest training.Although they are definitely not as good as priests, it is impossible that they did not perform similar exercises with high intensity when they were young, so their efficiency should not be so low.But they paused almost every letter, and were clearly distressed by it.

"They are channeling the Emperor's spiritual energy." Diglis judged.

"Yes." Fujimaru Ritsuka agreed, "Originally, this was almost impossible, but the environment of the 'temple' itself lowered the threshold for this behavior. Not to mention that it could have been done in the first place, but it was temporarily blocked. With Kaelia sealing off most of the pathways, even the battle sisters without psychic qualifications can rely on their firm beliefs and certain ritualistic behaviors to perform such delicate operations - of course, it will still be uncomfortable. I I originally thought that if this kind of pain stays at a level that ordinary people can bear, I would use this to find something to do for the group of fanatics outside. But now it seems that it may not be possible."

Diglis could see this, but the nuns themselves clearly didn't care about the excessive pain.

"What if a psyker did this?" he asked.

"It's not impossible, but the effect will not necessarily be better, and the process will probably be more torturous." Fujimaru Ritsuka replied, "In fact, in theory, the more powerful psykers are, the more difficult it is to do this, because people who use psionic energy Habits are almost the same for each person, and the Emperor's psychic energy will undoubtedly operate in the Emperor's habits, and it is very powerful. It is very difficult to coordinate the operation modes of the two and then accurately preserve the spells on paper, unless Raise from scratch like Kylia did.”

At this point, Kaelia happened to have finished copying one page.The girl breathed a sigh of relief, and then started to remove the paper fixed by the paperweight from the writing table. Her happy and contented expression was in sharp contrast to the other two battle nuns.

Fujimaru Ritsuka also walked over at the right time, quickly checked the copying results, and then showed the front side to Diglis.The latter was convinced that what they provided here was ordinary black ink, but the writing on the paper was reflective as if it had been gilded.

"Actually, this kind of stuff doesn't have to be done in the temple. It's just that the environment inside the temple will greatly improve the yield rate and production efficiency." Fujimaru Ritsuka showed the people around her how to fold the parchment into small squares. "If it were in the outside world, relying on the power of faith and long-term devout worship, a page of ordinary scriptures copied by devotees could be contaminated by the power of the emperor, but that cycle would take hundreds of years. "

While she was talking, she had fixed the corners with fire paint that would naturally spread out after being folded, and stamped the seal of the Sky Eagle on them.With this movement, a subtle golden light was transmitted to the pattern of the fire seal.In Diglis's psychic vision, the stack of small pieces of paper became "complete", and the psychic energy that was originally simply solidified on the paper seemed to come alive - it is difficult to describe, but They seemed to start "breathing".

"It's done!" Fujimaru Ritsuka said happily.She placed the finished amulet in the hands of Kaelia, who was still looking too cautious. The other two battle nuns who were also copying couldn't help but cast envious glances.

"It's warm." Kaelia whispered in surprise, "It's not the temperature imprinted by the fire paint, it's warm itself."

"When encountering an enemy in the subspace, it will burn while exerting its power. I can't say whether this is a shortcoming." Fujimaru Ritsuka added, "I still recommend that this kind of talisman be equipped with a non-flammable and isolation-resistant talisman." Take the hot little box with you—"

She suddenly stopped talking and seemed to be listening attentively.After more than ten seconds like this, she spoke again:
"Somni's communication, the Sheba lens detected the opening of a subspace rift in the mountains north of Tyros, which may be reinforcements from the Plague Marines." She spoke faster to Diglis, "because of the chaotic interference in the environment. It's too serious to judge the exact number of troops, but I think this news should be at least made known to the warriors in charge of the northern defense line, and perhaps others need to be informed. Do what you Ultramarines are accustomed to do - I will return to the Storm Frontier Go up and put on the combat exoskeleton armor and come back."

Immediately afterwards, she turned around and ran away, even before Diglis nodded halfway.Sevatar, who had been staying nearby, smoothly kept up with the girl's fast pace, which was completely unpleasant for the Space Marine's physique. The two of them even quarreled with each other unabashedly as they marched.

Diglis did not forget what he should do to deal with this piece of information, but he was also confused at the same time: Is the Sheba Lens some new type of divination instrument?
　Miwu (six o'clock)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)