The Word Bearers veteran, who had naturally changed his identity, quickly got into the state, and very consciously carried out the battle plan according to the requirements of the Hammers - the next second, the storage operation was normal, and the news that nothing happened in the hangar was passed to the bridge, which also made the captain of the cruiser who was waiting for the news relax his brows slightly. "Take all of them to the confessional, and I will preach the truth to them myself." The captain gave the Word Bearers veteran an answer while sending a warp signal of the successful operation to Erebus himself. He stood up from his chair and put on his robes. Now, he couldn't wait to preach the true mantra to these lambs, so that they could go from being able to indulge in lustful things when they first entered the door to becoming warriors who could systematically understand the original truth. "From which page of the Book of Lorgar should we begin to teach them? Well, the first lesson must be to let them know that the gods of the Warp have no division..." After thinking about what to teach in the first lesson, the Word Bearers captain immediately delegated part of the command of the warship to other Word Bearers, and then concentrated on preparing for the lesson. The other Word Bearers also began to execute orders and do their assigned tasks. ——After all, for the Word Bearers, preaching the truth is more important than life. 27. Erebus must die! —The Dark Lady in the Preaching Hall Although these Slaanesh Astartes are crazy, they still have their merits. At least some of them are willing to listen to his sermons. The captain of the Word Bearers cruiser, wearing a ceremonial robe for preaching, stood on the podium in the preaching room, holding a notebook filled with words and phrases from the chapters of Lorgar's Book that he had been reading without sleep for the past two days. He smiled as he looked at the Astartes warband members who were staggering in the audience and none of them seemed to want to listen seriously. What surged in his heart was not anger but excitement. ——In the beginning, he had actually prepared himself mentally for the fact that none of the guys they recruited who had entered the Way of Pleasure of the High Heaven too deeply would come on their own initiative, but now it seems...

The words of his own Primarch are quite convincing! Even the followers of Slaanesh are willing to come and listen to the preaching! "Very good, your initiative to appear here means that you are willing to embrace the truth of the Chaos Power. Indeed, you have touched a glimpse of the truth in this universe through your own way. However, this is far from enough - the truth in the endless ocean of chaos is beyond the cognition of us mortals. What we have to do is to devoutly pursue the words of the Chaos Powers, follow their ways, and use our mouths to tell the truth of God to the deceived lambs..." After confirming again and again that the Slaanesh thing sitting in the audience did not do anything too out of line, the Word Bearers captain opened the first page of the notebook he had prepared and began to talk about the sentences in the Book of Lorgar and his own understanding of these sentences. He was so focused in his explanation that he did not notice that thirteen of the candles in the preaching room hung with the seals of the four gods had already ignited golden flames, and he did not notice that on the roof of the preaching room, a golden double-headed eagle seal was already being generated. "What is color?" Just when the Word Bearers captain was deeply immersed in the joy of preaching, a soft female voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and the members of the Slaanesh warband in the room twitched and fell to the ground at the same time, and their bodies turned into dust in the blink of an eye. The next second, a strong and powerful wind from nowhere swept the entire preaching room, rolled up the flags of the four gods, and blew out most of the candles - the situation presented to the Word Bearers captain's eyes was that the power of the High Heaven had already stepped into this room, and the messenger of the Elysium actually came in person to listen to his preaching! "Color is sound, shape, taste and touch; color is the dust of the soul." After thinking it over in his mind, the Word Bearers captain quickly gave an answer. "Then what is sin?" "Kindness is the cycle of cause and effect - this is in line with the way of Nurgle, but the Lord of Pleasure uses great power and supreme desire to push the path of lust, so that sin will never stop and become a path of its own - it is the karma of lust." Having probably guessed what the Great Daemon of Slaanesh wanted to discuss with him, the Word Bearers captain immediately adjusted his thoughts and commented on the relationship between the Four Chaos Gods - considering the temperaments of the other two Great Destroyers and their relationship with Slaanesh, the Word Bearers captain first used Nurgle as a tiger cover - at the same time, he also secretly prepared himself, ready to use the device in the preaching room to launch a counterattack against the Great Daemon of Slaanesh at any time - after all, in the eyes of the fundamentalist Slaanesh, what he said was absolutely heresy that could not be described! "In your eyes, the heaven of decay and the heaven of bliss come from the same source?" However, what made him feel a little relieved was that after hearing what he said, the messenger of Slaanesh did not immediately raise his sword and whip to attack him, but instead pondered for almost a second and uttered something that was a little less Slaanesh-like. This sentence directly burned the CPU of the Word Bearers captain, making him a little confused about why the Slaanesh-like demon standing in front of him came to him. "......The great powers of chaos all come from the same source." After brainstorming for a few seconds, the Word Bearers captain could no longer suppress his thoughts, and earnestly stated the current mainstream understanding among the Word Bearers regarding the four Chaos Gods - it was not that he did not know that saying this would most likely make the situation irreversible, but this opportunity was simply too rare, so rare that he felt that if he did not say this, his own Primarch would not forgive him! There was a brief silence. "Heh... I see. You have been searching for the truth about Chaos. Are you really 'devout' believers? What kind of believer would try to find the answer to his own 'God'?" Just as the Word Bearers captain was concentrating his energy again, waiting for the battle that might break out at any time, the chuckle of the Great Keeper of Secrets made him have a bunch of question marks in his mind again - he had said such words, why didn't this Slaanesh messenger get angry and even seriously pointed fingers at the Word Bearers' beliefs? Could it be that this Slaanesh Daemon - ah, I see, this Slaanesh Daemon must have been born out of the pursuit of the special concept of extreme debate, so it chose this way to communicate with him! This is an opportunity! An opportunity to prove himself! With an inexplicable ecstasy, the Word Bearers captain, who felt that his speaking skills might have been recognized by the Most High, quickly continued to outline the words. Then, he raised his head and looked seriously into the face of the Slaanesh Daemon in front of him - at this moment, he no longer regarded this Slaanesh Daemon as the messenger of the Prince of Pleasure, but as a being whom he must win the debate on the Path of Clarity! "We are not looking for answers from the great gods, but using thinking to better walk on the path of the gods - why do you question whether we don't respect the gods?"

"That's not the case. Whatever you do and think, none of the four gods are pleased. War? Change? Desire? Stop? What have you done? Your path has never been along the lines drawn by the four gods. How can you say that you respect God when you can't even obey the will of God?" The Dark Lady's crisp and elegant laughter rang out, and she played the Great Secret Keeper chess. The words spoken by the sub-form shook the material structure of the room, causing the walls, roof and floor to become unstable - brilliant golden light flowed out from the cracks, spreading out the prototypes of one word after another, and at the same time putting great pressure on the Word Bearers captain - he thought that this was a move that the Great Secret Keeper could no longer afford and was ready to overturn the table! "The holy words of our Primarch have always guided us on the Four Noble Paths! Even though you are the messenger of Elysium, you cannot slander the wisdom of our Primarch like this!" Even though all the surrounding defense facilities collapsed because of the Grand Keeper of Secrets' laughter, the Word Bearers captain, who had clearly realized the decisive gap between himself and this Slaanesh Daemon, still gritted his teeth and continued his debate - the Word Bearers, only on this matter, could not back down! "Yes, your Primarch did write the true Word of God in the beginning... Unfortunately, he himself did not stand the test and violated the true Word of God. What right path can you ordinary guys take? Chaos is one, what is that one? Who is qualified to be this one? The four right paths return to one. It is important to know that everything will turn to its opposite when it reaches its extreme, and everything will decline when it reaches its peak. The end of the right path must be eternal annihilation that will make all sentient beings in the chaotic reality happy. Who is qualified to control these four paths at the same time? Such an existence must walk between reality and the highest heaven with unrepeatable miracles. He must be connected to the four paths, but he has not stepped into any of them-" "!!!!!!" Some extremely terrifying speculation appeared in the mind of the Word Bearer captain, causing this Word Bearer who had studied the Book of Lorgar for hundreds of years to enter a metaphysical state of petrification - he prayed to the gods not to hear the answer that flashed through his mind for a moment, but what he saw when his eyes moved involuntarily pushed the answer in front of him bit by bit... "When he appears, the universe comes into being; when he leaves, all things appear. The throne belongs to him, and the past, present, and future are all his - he is the beginning, and he is the end." The ethereal voice of the Great Keeper of Secrets extinguished the last glimmer of hope in the captain of the Word Bearers. Extreme panic easily tore through all the defenses in his heart. He looked at the golden flames slowly rising behind this being who looked like a Slaanesh Great Demon, had a voice like a Slaanesh Great Demon, and even had the same temperament as a Slaanesh Great Demon. He looked at the flawless human skull emerging in the flames, and the two-headed eagle slowly spreading its wings under the human skull. He then looked at the Word of the Emperor, the Sacred Candles, the Blessed Essential Oils, the Pure Marks and other things that should not have appeared in the Eye of Terror that appeared one after another in the golden flames in the hands of this great demon. Driven by his uncontrollable emotions, the captain of the Word Bearers screamed like a pig being slaughtered. "No! Impossible! The rotting corpse on the throne cannot be such a thing! How can he be the end point of the four great roads! You are lying to me! You are lying to me! I will not be fooled by you! You are the servant of the Lord of Debauchery! You just used this method to confuse my soul because you can't beat me in a debate!" "How pathetic! How lamentable! Even after seeing my existence, you still don't believe that the words originally written by your Primarch are true? Well, use the words in this book to bet your soul - if you win, I'll leave, if you lose, I'll take everything from you." Looking at the Word Bearers captain who had fallen into a half-crazy state and was saying a bunch of incomprehensible words, the Dark Lady sighed and opened the Record of the Emperor's Holy Word in her hand, turning the words in it into flames, making the golden color that had been flowing from the beginning turn into their appearance - facing the ubiquitous words of praise for the Emperor written by his own Primarch, the Word Bearers captain covered his head and frantically found words in his mind to refute them, but... no matter how he refuted, there would always be a sentence in the room to refute him - the Emperor's Holy Word easily tore open more realities behind the curtain of the Warp, making him feel more and more that he was heading towards an abyss. finally-- "No! No! It's not like that! God's truth is absolutely not like that! I don't admit it! I don't admit it--Guaaah!!!" After arguing with the Emperor's Holy Word for who knows how many times, everything in the Word Bearers captain's heart was finally completely shattered, and his soul was shattered into pieces. Amidst bursts of miserable howls, this fellow who had not 'surrendered' to the Emperor's Holy Word until the very end got what he deserved, and became another Word Bearer skin placed by the Dark Lady's side - and then, the Emperor's words erupted into an even more powerful golden flame, completely burning the preaching hall and making all the filth related to the Four Gods disappear. "......I was thinking of staying here for a while - well, let's change the plan." Although it was a bit regrettable that such a place was burned into the standard Imperial style by Big E's forced order, the Dark Lady quickly thought of new operations that could be implemented on this ship. She immediately opened the Hammer chat group and told her ideas to several other Hammers who were executing new combat plans in various areas of the ship. "Ahem, everyone, let me tell you, although we can pull out a bunch of chess pieces to help drive the boat, have you ever thought of a more exciting plan?" "Ms. Dark, just tell me what you are going to do. Big E will suppress you anyway if you are too outrageous." I understand darkness as soon as I hear it Lich Zhang, who had a new idea for a new job, paused his deciphering work and responded to the Dark Lady. "Just now, I have successfully used the Emperor's true words in the preaching hall of the ship to convince the captain of this ship to be my skin and bone puppet - that is to say, if I want, I am already the captain." The Dark Lady smiled and said some very 'inharmonious' words in some senses. Of course, the Hammer guys who already knew the Dark Lady's temper had lost their initial excitement. "So what are you going to do with the captain's authority? The Word Bearers will not suddenly fight for the Empire just because of a word from the captain." Liang Feifan, who felt that he roughly knew what the Dark Lady was thinking, raised his eyebrows, which earned him a chuckle from the Dark Lady. "The Word Bearer captain also has the position of chief chaplain of this ship - I said that after I talked a lot to those Slaanesh guys, I have a better understanding of the truth, so let them all come to the preaching hall to listen to the preaching - and now there is a Word Bearer on board who has returned to his loyalty to Big E. His existence means something, doesn't it?" "...Good idea. This way, even some risk items can be removed. Anyway, our original plan was to clear the ship, so we won't lose anything."

The Political Commissar, who understood the Dark Lady's plan, nodded in agreement. "Yeah, yeah! It's a good idea, right? So! Are you guys going to come and support me?!" 28. Erebus must die! — The Dark Lady preaching the "Word of the Emperor" Tap tap tap, tap tap tap. The sound of power armor boots hitting the ground echoed in the ship's corridors. The Word Bearers on the cruiser were following the orders of their captain, who was also the chief priest of their warship. They put down all their work and went to the preaching room to learn the captain's latest mantra. Such an order would be a bit incredible in any other warband, but in the warbands of the Word Bearers system, it was a common occurrence. "Tell me, our priest, through this activity of preaching to the newcomers, what truth have you learned from the words of the Primarch?" Of course, following this order does not mean that all the Word Bearers on this ship will obey the true words of their captain - in fact, the Word Bearers who are still following Erebus are quite different in the Word Bearer system - based on Erebus's temper and brain circuits, the Word Bearers under his command often interpret the true words of their own gene primarch in a way that makes Lorgar's eyes go dark... "I think he simply cannot 'convince' those warriors who only know the path of desire among the four right paths, and he is too embarrassed to do so, so he is going to announce his success to us in this way. If the fools outside could so easily understand the true words of our Primarch, the lying kingdom of the rotting corpse on the throne should have been burned to ashes by us, the messengers of truth, with fire and swords - but as you can see, there are always more fools." Although the other Word Bearer spoke calmly, the sarcasm in his words was obvious. "The truth is hard to understand. Our duty is to make all the lambs in the galaxy understand the voice of the truth. Hey, why is Ge Maer standing at the door of the preaching room? Isn't he and the captain always having a disagreement on the understanding of the truth?" Another Word Bearer spoke, shaking his head, and at this moment the main group of Word Bearers had turned the last bend, so that the magnificent door of the preaching room appeared before their eyes - next to the door stood a Word Bearer, a veteran from that ancient era whom they knew, an Astartes Brother who, as far as they knew, had never had a very good relationship with the captain on the matter of the truth. "I'm really interested in hearing what the captain has realized since Gemar was able to stand at the door." It was clear that under normal circumstances, an old fellow like Gemar, who had a bad temper, was stubborn and extremely obstinate, could not be easily moved by a captain who looked like a rookie in terms of age in terms of etiquette. The Word Bearers on the ship immediately became curious about what new things their captain had comprehended from the Mantra - they gathered their minds, silently chanted the contents of the books written by their own Primarchs, lined up in standard rows, walked into the door of the preaching room in an orderly manner, and then sat in their seats in an orderly manner. When the last Word Bearer walked into the room, Gemar also walked into the room and locked the door. "Brother Gemar, the door to the preaching room is a bit difficult to unlock." Seeing Gemar's action, a Word Bearer whose seat was closest to the door was confused. "This is what I mean. This sermon is very important. If you cannot understand the true meaning of the mantra I am imparting to you this time, then you will never leave this sacred room." The voice of their captain sounded from the stage, and the cruiser captain, who looked a little "out of place" compared to usual, appeared on the podium. "What do you mean?" After hearing the captain's words, the hearts of the Word Bearers present sank. Although their captain was very strict in preaching, it was only for those lambs who had not taken the right path. Why did he suddenly take such a heavy hand on them this time? Although his status was the most honorable in this warship, the core principle of the Eye of Fear was that the strong were respected. He was really not afraid. Were they 'convinced' by physical means? "I have understood too many important things during this sermon - especially the great truths contained in the holy words of our Primarch in the past. Therefore, I have made a request that you must understand all the meanings of the true words - Your Excellency, you can show up now." Before the other Word Bearers could protest loudly, a burst of silver bell-like laughter reached the ears of everyone present. In an instant, the Word Bearers in the room who had no idea who this venerable was all had their hair stand on end, as if they were being stared at by ten million of their natural enemies - a few Word Bearers with poor mental resistance even felt weak in their hands and feet and collapsed directly on their seats - if they were standing instead of sitting, they would be in the embarrassing situation of struggling on the ground. "Are all the audience here? I will start my speech if everyone is here! Ge Maer? How many of you do you think can withstand the test of the truth? One? Or no one?" Before the Word Bearers realized who the speaker was, the candles in the preaching room had all gone out, plunging the entire room into a supernatural darkness that even an Astartes could hardly see through. An indescribable fragrance began to spread in the room as darkness fell, causing the Word Bearers who smelled it to collectively enter an uncontrollable frenzy. Music that seemed to be narrating something also began to linger in the room, as if denouncing and weeping about some unforgivable things, some of the most tragic things that have ever happened in this world... ".....You, you chose the path of pleasure? Abandoned the four noble paths of the Primarch? This cannot be allowed!" As the candles rekindled one after another under the impetus of supernatural power, the Word Bearers used the flickering light to clearly see who the Exalted One standing on the stage was - there was no doubt that, from every angle, the being standing on the stage, whom their captain called the Exalted One, was a great Daemon of Slaanesh - and, moreover, the most superior kind! "He did not abandon the right path. On the contrary, he rejected the true right path, so he got a tragic end." Gemar walked onto the stage, stood beside the Dark Lady's incarnation, and spoke hoarsely. Hearing this old Word Bearer say such outrageous words, the Word Bearers in the room reacted even more violently.

"The path of the Primarch is the true path! Simply choosing the right path will only lead you astray!!" "A sad end? What are you talking about, Gemar? Isn't our captain still fine?" A Word Bearer stood up and shouted loudly, and the next second, he was bound to his seat by a sudden burst of power, and his mouth was sealed tightly - the Dark Lady smiled, raised one hand, and made a 'hush' gesture in front of her. "I don't like noise, so your captain has become something like this because he was too noisy before - Word Bearers, I really come to communicate with you with sincerity. You see, I have found the original holy words of your Primarch!!" Under the horrified gaze of the Word Bearers in the room, the flesh of their captain grew loose in a thousandth of a second, and his skin simply hung on the sword of the Great Daemon of Slaanesh, swaying gently like a shoddy old doll with the movements of the Great Keeper of Secrets standing in front of them - however, this was only the beginning of the horror, as even more outrageous horrors were about to follow. “What—what is that book???” "Kouya! I don't want to read that book! I don't want to see what that book looks like!" "Kougua!! Primarch! Save me!!!" "Gah! What's going on?! Why would the great demon under the Lord of Debauchery take out that blasphemous book? No! You can't! You can't open it!!!" When the Dark Lady laughed wildly, lit a golden flame in her hand that the Word Bearers did not think was lustful at all, and took out the "Words of the Emperor" from the flame, the whole preaching hall suddenly exploded. The Word Bearers who recognized the sacred book first wondered for a second whether they were in an illusion, and then they were clearly reminded by the impact on their souls brought by the words in the book. This is not an illusion, but a fact! A great demon who should belong to the great Ji Le Tian really took out a copy of "The Emperor's Sacred Words" which is extremely poisonous to the soul of any righteous path! "Hey, not only will I open it, I will also read the sentences in it out loud - can you smell the fragrance in the room now? Can you hear the song in the room?" Looking at the chaos below, where several Word Bearers who might have gone too far down the path of the Four Gods of Chaos had even foamed at the mouth and fallen to the ground, the Dark Lady felt her joy growing louder and louder. She gently shook the captain, who she was currently treating as a wind chime, causing an invisible ripple to spread in the preaching hall. In an instant, the incense, which the Word Bearers had never figured out its purpose, revealed its true face, and the songs that vaguely sounded familiar to the Word Bearers also made its words clear, telling the Word Bearers who it was. They are: the best incense used by the Imperial Church during the ceremony of praising the Emperor, and the Empire's most iconic hymn praising the Great Emperor! And, in the suddenly strong smell of incense, Amid the solemn rituals and singing, this seemingly normal preaching room began to reveal its true colors - the Empire's double-headed eagle pattern was hung everywhere, a statue of the Emperor stood in the center of the room, golden holy marks were engraved on the walls, and even the floor was covered with sentences from the "Words of the Emperor"! "Okay, I'm going to start reading it out. Everyone, enter my realm and debate with me. If you win, I'll let you go. If you lose, you'll become my toy. Those who realize the truth will be greatly delighted." Completely freed from the illusion, the Dark Lady leisurely opened the book floating in front of her and began to read the Word of the Emperor word for word. The golden light turned into a torrent, and with the help of incense and singing, it frantically washed over the souls of all the Word Bearers in the preaching hall. In an instant, all the Word Bearers present felt that their brains were filled with the words from their original gene source's book, and they instinctively began to argue with these words. "What the hell are you... &...! @#*!!! How did you work for the Path of Desire of the Four Righteous Paths! You're actually praising that cursed rotting corpse! Don't you know what you're doing!!!" Stunned by the Emperor's Divine Will one after another, most of the Word Bearers had already stupidly slumped in their seats or twisted on the ground like a living maggot, trying their best to fight against the words in the Emperor's Divine Word in their heads - but the few who were "determined" in the end still stubbornly chanted the contents of the Book of Lorgar to cheer themselves up, and frantically questioned the Dark Lady who was laughing wildly in front of them - they knew very well that even if the Slaanesh faction had always acted without taboos, it involved the manipulation of the rotting corpse on the throne of faith... This is an area that must not be touched! "Um, sorry, I'm a little hard of hearing and can't hear you clearly? Ah, I see! You must want to seriously discuss with me the contents of your original masterpiece!!" The roaring Word Bearers successfully attracted the Dark Lady's attention, causing the Hammer Man, who was using one of the unique abilities of the Grand Keeper of Secrets to torture several Word Bearers and make them confess, to turn his head and cast his 'burning' gaze on these few - in less than a second, these roaring Word Bearers finished their voices, widened their eyes, made strange gurgling sounds in their throats, and golden flames began to burn on their heads, and finally they were burned into the same thing as their captain. "They... no one can understand the true path?" Gemar stood beside the Dark Lady, looking at the scene of demons dancing in the room, with a hint of regret in his tone - Word Bearers, Word Bearers, those who carry the truth, their life and soul exist to spread the truth, why none of these brothers of his can understand the true path? "No hurry, the test has just begun. Most of them are still debating with me - ah, another one who refuses to repent." The Dark Lady raised her hand slightly, and a Word Bearer who had gone mad during the debate was quickly burned into a skin and bone puppet by the golden flames from the inside out. Staring at the fact that one of his brothers had been missing, Gemar sighed heavily. "Don't worry. I think some of them will understand what the true right path is. As I said before, your Primarch cannot even speak better than his own book. As long as they hold the truth in their hearts, then under my warning, the cage in their hearts will naturally disappear. Ah! Look!" Under the gaze of the Dark Lady and Gemar, a Word Bearer stood up from his chair, stumbled to the front of the Emperor's statue, and prostrated himself in obeisance. The words on his body gradually ignited with golden flames. The Dark Lady turned her head 120 degrees, cast a 'smiling' gaze at Gemar, and spoke softly.

"Look, the first person besides you has appeared, right?" 29. Erebus must die! — The Hammers preparing for warp travel Thirteen candles, thirteen bells, thirteen prayers, thirteen worships. The heavy smell of incense filled the air in the hall, solemn hymns echoed in the hall, and the flames of sacred candles flickered in the hall. In the magnificent preaching hall that had been wiped clean of all traces of blasphemy, the Word Bearers who had successfully comprehended the Emperor's words in the discussion with the Dark Lady and obtained the Emperor's permission to atone for their sins knelt respectfully before the Emperor's statue in the room, and under the leadership of their new chief priest, the veteran of the Word Bearers' Great Crusade, they saluted the Emperor's statue. On the podium, the Dark Lady, who was posing in a solemn manner, was holding various things such as pure seals and holy oils, marking and anointing the Word Bearers who had completed their confession and sworn to the Emperor. Every Word Bearer who received such a blessing fell into great joy and then into great excitement. It was only because through this simple yet not simple ceremony, they saw the right path and knew the path they should really take. They promised the Emperor that they would use the flames in their remains to burn the scum and rebel Erebus who ignited the fire of evil, and turn his life and soul into fuel for the Holy Flame, never to be freed. "This...Dark Lady, have you really succeeded?" Although the Word Bearers were able to fill most of the preaching hall, Although there were only about thirty of them left, for the other Hammers who had witnessed it, this was still a shocking fact - the Word Bearers, the most ridiculous and pathetic legion among the traitor legions who chose to betray the Empire, the legion whose primarch had been a clown and had been breaking defenses since the City of Perfection, were only a small number of them brought back by the Dark Lady? What's more, the ones brought back were Word Bearers who had lived in the Eye of Terror for who knows how long and had all kinds of corruption and mutations on their bodies?