Chapter 324 313. Lady of Cyrena One Day Tour to the Word Bearer's Corridor
Angertai found her on a scorched earth.
At first he thought it was a dead person, and Angeltai didn't understand why there were people who hadn't retreated yet, but then he saw the slightly trembling hands of the "corpse."
She is still alive.
Without any thought (which was almost rare for Angeltai), Angeltai took her into the Word Bearers' medical cabin, and the woman in his arms naturally received the help of other Word Bearers along the way. look.
This woman obviously has some kind of... indescribable attraction to the Word Bearers. Her thin and gray face has a magical power that makes people feel... peaceful.
Giants in gray armor gathered outside the infirmary, and more and more people gathered - the Word Bearers were abandoned now, by the God-Emperor, by their primarch, with no one to explain to them, no one to give them orders, Except for the pesky Ultramarines who have been calling for them to pick up the refugees, most of the Word Bearers are now idle...
...and terrified.
Generally speaking, the wavering of faith within the Word Bearers will be resolved by the Legion Chaplain, but in the face of the absurd reality, the Chaplain himself has fallen into a state of bewilderment... not to mention that the Chief Chaplain Erebus has been executed, and other The priest naturally lost his due credibility with the battle brothers.
People want to pray, but they worry about whether their previous prayers were correct. If there are flaws in their previous beliefs, what should they do?
They need someone to tell them what to do, instead of just staying here, whether it is punishment or atonement, but there is no one to guide them, and their original body is too busy to take care of itself and cannot save itself.
In the situation of overall chaos and panic, someone needs to stand up. Although Angeltai does not want to be a leader, because he is the first warrior to stand up, his brothers are all there. Look at him.
Under the helmet, Angeltai smiled mockingly. He felt that the eyes of people outside the medical room were about to penetrate him.
He knelt down and took off his helmet in front of the medical bay - the pharmacist told him the woman was about to wake up.
Cyrene's eyelashes trembled, and the next moment, the lady opened her eyes.
She stood up slowly and looked around blankly. Angeltai suddenly realized that her eyes were not focused, and a layer of distorted white mist enveloped her eyes.
She is blind.
But given everything she's been through, maybe just being blind is a blessing.
"Is there anyone there? Where am I?"
Cyrene asked confusedly, and she realized that what was beneath her was not burnt sand, but cloth.
Then a hoarse voice sounded from the darkness around her,
"Ma'am, you are fine. You are now being treated in the Word Bearers' medical cabin - although you seem to be blind. What is your name?
" By?
Cyrene was stunned for a moment, then she asked, and Angelt felt that she was trying hard to focus her eyes on him,
"My name is Cyrene, angel. What color is your armor?"
" Gray."
The gray angel, Cyrene pursed her chapped lips and showed a smile.
"I've been waiting for you, angels."
Angeltai was silent for a moment, and then he asked cautiously,
"My name is Angeltai, Cyrene. You said you were waiting for us, not far from the Perfect City. , why?"
Cyrene felt her heart beating violently, and she spoke tremblingly, hoping that the angel would believe her words,
"I...I..."
Cyrene trembled uneasily,
"I saw Him, He... He wants the brave to witness all this. The burning of the perfect city needs someone to witness it - and I was chosen."
She listened to the silence on the other side, breathing, but no other sounds.
"You witnessed it - and then what will you say, if He really wants you to say something?"
Angeltay asked calmly. In fact, the Word Bearer was loyal to his Father, but instead to religion. In other words, the God-Emperor has a dull sense of his own, and he is often reprimanded by his priest brothers for this reason.
Cyrene opened her mouth, she felt the words rolling on her tongue, the true words hurting her and bringing her unknown suffering in the future.
Angeltai's eyes widened. He was still half-kneeling on the ground, but Cyrene stumbled to her feet, right in front of the Word Bearer, tears streaming from her gray eyes.
"I see the truth... He still... He still allows you to believe,"
she said, remembering the sadness in His eyes.
Thoughtless words, Angeltai somehow felt relieved somewhere in his heart.
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The emperor’s hand paused. Malcador opposite him looked at him worriedly, while Hades on the other side also looked over.
"What's the matter, Neos?"
Hades said carelessly, ignoring Malcador's gaze.
The emperor calmly made his next move on the chessboard,
"Just pretending."
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"Are you sad?"
The blind girl walked on thin ice at the length of the Word Bearer's ship. On the corridor, she felt that there were many people around her, many eyes looking at her. They seemed to want to step forward to help her, but she was determined to walk on her own.
She touched the shoulder armor of an angel, cold and round. They seemed to be waiting for her to speak, so she asked them.
She was met with a long silence, people unwilling to speak.
Cyrene hesitated for a moment, and then she spoke again, speaking to the darkness. She suddenly remembered the darkness she had faced, the shimmering green teardrops.
"Actually, I... wasn't very interested in the notices in the square before."
She said, her voice trembling.
"I'm not the most fanatical believer."
Cyrene smiled self-deprecatingly,
"Maybe you don't accept this. The answer, after all, the truth is always the opposite of what people don't want to accept." "
When I first heard the news, I was just angry, angry about why He would do that, even though I knew I wasn't very religious - but I did put my His trust and loyalty have been entrusted to Him, and there are so many devout believers in this city, why would he do this?"
Cyrene shook his head gently,
"I thought of very bad and blasphemous thoughts, and I was extremely I hope to know why this is - maybe my thoughts are too strong, He..."
Cyrene swallowed his saliva,
"He gave me instructions in the dream, and when I woke up again, it was already the seventh day. Now."
Angeltai followed Cyrene in silence. His battle brothers were standing or kneeling at the edge of the corridor. They all looked towards Cyrene -
Did Cyrene know that a faint golden light appeared around him?
If this blind woman doesn't know her current situation, these golden lights that make people awe, and she still has the courage to say those words...
then only faith can answer why.
"I saw the truth in my dream,"
Cyrenaeus said.
"He was not... not what the notice said. It's hard to describe. He was who he was... When I saw him, he was tired and sad.
" The moment I saw Him, I understood everything. He is God. There is no doubt that this is an objective truth, but... something is wrong and needs to be changed." Cyrene was silent, and she
still Groping alone in the dark.
"That rain of fire,"
she said abruptly,
"let mistakes be burned away in the rain of fire, while true believers will be rebuilt on the incomplete ashes."
Angeltai paused, Cyrene ...I walked to the vicinity of the original body's meditation room.
He doesn't think it's a coincidence.
The Word Bearers guarding the area looked at each other, then made way for them.
The golden light on Cyrene dimmed and disappeared, and the door of the meditation room, which was originally ajar, slowly opened.
The strong smell of blood came from inside.
Yes, code.
(End of chapter)