Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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Three days later.

Terra's surface.

The ceremony to welcome the original body had been prepared, and all the nobles and commoners of Terra were arranged on the straight road to welcome the original body.

The original body was riding on a high platform carried by hundreds of senior officials of the state religion, and slowly moved forward on the avenue.

The Ultramarines brought by the Solar System Auxiliary Army and the original body were distributed in front and behind the high platform, guarding the original body as they walked through the city.

Guilliman sat on the high platform and waved to the people, but his eyes were always fixed on the hundreds of priests who were raising the platform for him.

It was originally supposed to be carried by slaves, but in order to show their loyalty and determination to always be the servants of the God Emperor and God's Son, the state's top leaders personally came out to carry the high platform like slaves.

These people are not all losers.

Of course, most of them were drunkards, but there were more than twenty people who were very pious at first glance.

These people wore shabby clothes made of dirty, smelly rags. It was difficult to even cover their shame. Their bodies were as thin as bones.

Guilliman knew that there were a considerable number of ascetics in the state religion, just like the slender senior officials he saw. Even though these people could enjoy extremely high material conditions, they just didn't enjoy it, except when discussing matters of the state religion. spend their time living in places where poverty and disease are greatest.

The lives of these high-level officials are even in danger, because they do not bring bodyguards and have to be close to the poorest and most miserable people. Therefore, many of them are stabbed several times by gangs.

Even if they are hurt by gangs, they do not hate gangs, nor will they use their power and connections to strangle gangs. Instead, they will baptize and pray for gang members with bloody hands.

Then they would reveal their wounds if they survived, announcing to the world that this was evidence that the God-Emperor was protecting them.

The vast organization that is the State Church is the organization that best demonstrates the diversity of humanity.

As far as Guilliman knew, ten senior officials of the State Church even ran to the slums three days ago to stop the soldiers who were cleaning up the poor in order to prevent the poor from staining the sight of the original body, and then because they, the ascetics, were too poorly dressed. , were shot by the soldiers as if they were poor people. This incident caused an uproar in Terra.

Guilliman despised them all, whether they were wineskins or ascetics who held up the platform for him.

So when the team advanced on the road for a while, and some of the senior officials of the State Church were too tired to carry it, Guilliman stood up from his seat, waved vigorously to the people on both sides of the street, and even walked back and forth on the high platform.

The original body was already very heavy, and with all the current movements, the senior officials of the State Church could not carry it no matter how pious they were. They had to wink and signal to their servants to ask them to replace themselves, or to put on exoskeletons or something like that. of.

The team continued forward for a while and stopped before reaching the end. According to the arrangement, Guilliman needed to go with the high lords.

As the dais was slowly lowered, Guilliman saw the High Lords.

His eyes were directly locked on the Mars Forging General and ignored the other high lords, because this Forging General was too eye-catching.

The Forge General was so huge that when Guilliman saw it from a distance just now, he thought it was a building lying in the middle of the road.

It was pulled by steel cables beneath sixteen transports as it moved toward Guilliman, compared to which Caul was a small creature.

Before arriving, Guilliman learned that the name of the foundry general and high lord was Ud Udia Lasky.

Next to Laski stood another high lord and a spokesman representing the Rogue Trader force.

Inquisition Lord Rashiro.

Danda, spokesman for the Rogue Traders.

The positions of these three people are not random. They are a small group of three people bound by the interests within the high lord.

Guilliman suddenly recalled his meeting with the Emperor. In this memory, the Emperor said something.

That is, Lasky, Lahirro, and Danda, the three high lords brought the Haemonculi of the Dark Eldar to the palace, hoping that the Haemonculi would protect the Golden Throne.

But the Haemonculus was helpless about the Golden Throne. He just went to the palace to watch the excitement, and said that the Golden Throne where the Emperor sits is simply the best thing in the past and future of the entire galaxy. In terms of torturing people, the Golden Throne is unprecedented. No one comes.

The high lords outside the small group of three stood relatively scattered.

Trajan, the commander of the imperial army, stood on the left side of the road with several deputies.

Interior Secretary Ross Kavler is at right.

The two hosts of the Star Torch Courtyard and the Star Whisper Court are Lucius Slode and Krapias.

Litela, the state church leader, stood in the middle with a very handsome man.

Fardix, Grand Master of the Assassins, stood in the darkest corner.

There is also a high-ranking admiral, the commander-in-chief of the Astra Militarum, and the minister of justice. These three people are standing apart, but they all have eye contact. They are obviously another small group of three.

The High Lords Council is no different from what it was ten thousand years ago.

Guilliman shaped the organization into a senate-like structure, with nine permanent seats and three non-permanent seats.

After observing these high lords, Guilliman's eyes fell on Krapias, the host of the Astropath.

As far as Guilliman knew, the small group of three Foundry Generals was actually not three people, but four, and one of them was Leop Frank, the former host of the Astropath.

I heard that this guy's psychic powers were so powerful that he needed to carry a few soulless ones with him, but he still died. The Council of High Lords believed that he died in a psychic disaster caused by Star Torch disorder, but the cause of his death was obviously not that Simple.

The High Lords knelt before Guilliman, except the Forge-General, who had no legs.

They were strangers to Guilliman, because the High Lords Council were all mortals except Trajan, and the High Lords had died several times.

But no matter what, the high lords still have to respect Guilliman, because their legal principles are given by Guilliman.

"Get up." Guilliman motioned for them to stand up.

The High Lords all rose, and walked with the Primarch.

At this time, the Servo Skull and the painters carrying the camera equipment rushed nearby and quickly recorded the scene of the original body walking with the high lords. Then this scene would be used for propaganda to prove the current high lords' authority.

Guilliman didn't care much about these things, he acquiesced.

The original body faced all this calmly, until a baby with wings swooped down from the sky holding a camera and flew behind the Holy Father.

"What the hell is that?!" Guilliman pointed at the baby behind the Pope with a cold look on his face, "Make that freak disappear!"

The baby's face was modified to look like a metal skull, with implants all over the body, and there were rough stitching marks on the back of the two wings.

The Pope quickly signaled the baby to fly away.