Chapter 246 Chapter 237 Rumors, the first gathering of believers


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  Chapter 246 237. Rumor has it that the first gathering of believers

  was after the fleet of the Dark Angel came to this star field. In order to avoid suspicion and because the war was at the end, the Cerberus troops were transferred to Rust Prime to assist. The Mechanicus resumed production here.

  Although the Cerberus are the most inconspicuous mortal auxiliaries and only play supporting roles on the battlefield, they are still allowed to know the overall direction of the war.

  This war is almost over.

  The people of Garaspa who participated in the first war in their lives seemed to be relieved for an instant. Although the tasks assigned by the Cerberus were still completed on time or even ahead of schedule, people still tried to start having fun in their own lives.

  Compared with the previous simple duel cages, the Hellhounds are obviously interested in those stories that have no beginning or end and become more and more mysterious. After experiencing two wars, they have many stories to review and share.

  Among a series of rumors that sound unreliable, there is one rumor that particularly attracts the curiosity of these mortals -

  [Pluto]

  In the spare time after the construction work, people with dusty faces holding nutritious porridge gathered together to chat and rest. , when the atmosphere reaches a climax, there will always be someone who suddenly lowers his voice and says mysteriously,
  "Have you heard of that, [Pluto]?"

  If he is lucky, no one working with him will know this. thing, then he can continue to tell this rumor with a look of embarrassment.

  If he was unlucky and someone knew about the rumor, he would have to rush to share the information with his peers.

  "It is said. I mean, it is said that there is something special among the adults of the Death Guard." "It's

  that, that, we've all seen it, the commander who taught us how to drive a tank."

  He raised his hand, He waved his hand commandingly,
  "First of all, I believe in the truth of the empire. Every hell dog believes in the truth of the empire. This is just a rumor. It's a rumor." "Oh, tell me now. Stop pretending.

  " "

  Ahem -"

  the man coughed again in a pretense of mystery, lowering his voice to the lowest level,
  "Actually, that adult is a god!"

  "Ahem -"

  the crowd made disdainful sounds, not believing what the man said at all. ,
  is it God? This is ridiculous. Although those Space Marines will really be called angels by some ignorant people, the Hades who have experienced the education of the Death Guard all know that Space Marines are also human beings.

  "You might as well say that the Legion Commander is a god, so I can still believe you. You can't even edit it well."

  Seeing everyone refute him, the man was not in a hurry, and continued unhurriedly, saying with a pinched voice,

  "I There is evidence for this, and I can verify it for you now."

  "Listen up, as long as you have no distracting thoughts in your heart, and you must be in awe, and then recite [Praise to Pluto] silently in your heart, you will really respond. !"

  "Let me tell you first, you must use your head and heart to think, and you must think about that adult." After

  the man finished speaking, he folded his arms with a look on his face and waited for the crowd to try. You must know what he verified at that time. He was also startled at the time. The feeling of powerlessness and depression that seemed to penetrate deep into his bones
  was compared to the confident man. His companions were doubtful. There were "real or fake" questions among the crowd, but anyway, nothing happened now. , many people began to try to pray to Hades out of curiosity and doubt.

  Leisure is always the first source of motivation for humans to try stupid rumors.

  In less than a minute, some people began to scream. They opened their eyes in fear and excitement, looked around at a loss, and became confused again after confirming that the surroundings were safe.

  "Look, it's true."

  The man said with an air of pride. This rumor can be verified immediately. This is why it can spread the farthest and is the easiest to be shared.

  "Wait. But you said that if he is really a god, why do I feel disgust? Shouldn't that be what makes me more happy and healthy?" "No.

  That adult is actually..."

  "That's what you do. I don’t know anymore.”

  The man continued to pretend,

  “I once saw someone who believed in him. She was a woman in the 037th Regiment. She said that this feeling of powerlessness could drive away the psychic control of aliens.” “And

  she said , that adult’s name [Hades] has a corresponding god in the ancient High Gothic language.” “

  [Pluto] is in charge of the underworld and the authority of death, so we living people go to worship him, of course. I feel like I'm dead!"

  Then, seeing everyone staring at him with curious faces, the man couldn't help but talk nonsense again, pouring out everything he had made up and what he had heard from elsewhere.

  Because it can be verified in real time, the rumor of [Pluto] has become more and more popular among the Pluto Dogs. Although most people only heard it as gossip, they threw the rumor into the corner of the corner after hearing it.

  But the huge base of the Hades is here. Some of the Hades who fought against Ran Dan and accidentally escaped from Ran Dan's mind control did not treat this rumor like this.

  Some of them began to gather together spontaneously, discussing their original experiences, and sharing their speculations and hypotheses-until a sage noticed these Hades.

  The rest camp of the 037th Regiment.

  The coarse cloth tent set up in the wasteland of the mining area was as dim as night. The overly dry air diluted the smell of sweat inside. It was free

  time now. Most people went outside to blow water or train independently. No one wanted to stay. In this tent that smells like sweat.

  It was good, it provided her with a rare moment of quiet as she sat on her trestle bed, sorting out the news she now knew.

  All the conjectures she has constructed so far are based on a solid iron law, that is -

  when you call that adult in the name of [Pluto], you will receive a reaction in your mind.

  Apart from that, this was the only knowledge she had. She tried to borrow some books from the Death Guard's archives open to the Cerberus, but the poor High Gothic language made it difficult for her.

  What is certain is that there are [Pluto] and [God of Death] in the Death Guard, plus various death cultures that have long been popular in the legion, which makes her think that her conjecture is not so unexpected.   She thought about it and tried to dig out more evidence from her memory. The adult had appeared

  in the Cerberus tank practice , but in her memory, only that adult was obviously taller than others, and everything else had changed.
Gotta be blurry.

  On the ground next to the tent door, the beam of light swayed.

  "Hello, do you have at least 3.5 standard Terra hours?"

  A flash of scarlet flashed into her sight, and she almost stabbed the dagger in her eyes.

  In fact, she did the same, but the sage easily pressed down her arm with his mechanical arm and held it tight at the same time.

  "Just briefly introduce yourself, Kirkland, the Martian sage accompanying the Death Guard."

  She blinked in surprise. Generally speaking, the sages of the Mechanicus would never be polite to a mortal, but Kirkland did show superhuman strength. Polite and patient,

  she said cautiously,

  "Group 037, Margot from Galaspa."

  "Okay, nice to meet you, Margot. Without further ado, I need your guess about Pluto." "

  Uh. ?"

  Sage Kirkland's question directly made Margo's head a little confused. She was not sure whether the sage was joking or whether she heard it wrong,
  "Sir? This is just a little bit of my own conjecture, and the Empire is not "

  No."

  The sage rejected her cleanly, the chain on his shoulders turned, and Kirkland pressed his face tightly against it, as if he wanted to make Margo stare into his metal eyes.

  The metal eyes looked like dead objects, but they glowed with a strange red light in the depths.

  Margot felt that the hairs on the back of her neck were about to stand up, but the sage held her arm firmly to prevent her from moving back.

  "I have seen demons."

  The sage's emotionless electronic voice sounded,
  "If demons exist in this world, then angels and gods will naturally exist." "

  That lord, he knows the existence of demons, and he is familiar with them. They, He killed them."

  Mago tilted her face uncomfortably, almost breaking her waist in order to stay away from the sage.

  "But sir, a brave man can also kill demons."

  Sage Kirkland suddenly let go of the mechanical arm imprisoning Mago,

  "No, I was wrong."

  "The correct narrative is that he destroyed them in an instant, He knows the operating rules of the silent machinery, He modifies it, He uses it, He knows the rules, and He is the rules." "

  He is a god. After my close observation, I confirmed my guess that he meets my narrow sense of a god. Definition."

  "Whether it is the power that can resist demons, or the wisdom behind the appearance." "

  After He chose me as the first observer, I recognized this fact and repented and blamed myself for my previous foolish behavior. ."

  "So I began to delve more deeply into the path He guided."

  Sage Kirkland's eyes shone with a strange red light, as if to make Margo stare at his face, his neck twisted into a strange shape. Arc,

  "Now, tell me, mortal, why did you also discover [Pluto]?"

  The sense of oppression on the sage almost formed a substantial wall, and Margot felt that she could hardly breathe, but she felt that the sage's The behavior felt a hint of anger.

  Margot squeezed out a few words from her pursed lips,

  "Because I prayed to Him, and He answered me."

  The sense of oppression disappeared instantly, and she only felt the faint smell of engine oil,

  "That's the only way?"

  Sage Standing there blankly,

  "For me, this is enough."

  She said coldly, and at the same time withdrew her hand, a deep mark had been cut on her arm.
  Sage Kirkland was thinking, why sage Our prayers are never answered?

  Are they not religious enough? Kirkland needs more details.

  The sage soon spoke again,

  "Margo, tell me the content of your prayer."

  "[For Hades], that's it."

  "No more?"

  "No more, but you must be pious."

  The sage said nothing. Suddenly, Margot knew that Kirkland had begun to pray -

  the sage suddenly became excited, as if a floodgate had tripped.

  "That's it! That's it! This feeling! It's Him!"

  He rushed forward and held Mago's hand, shaking it up and down. "You have found the way to Him."

  Why did the previous prayers of the Mechanicus fail? Kirkland seemed to realize something. The subject of their prayers was not [Pluto], but [God of All Machines], or [Ohm Messiah].

  That is to say, behind the surface of ecstasy, Sage Kirkland ponders the possibility of this fact.

  It’s better not to reveal this news to other sages yet.

  Half an hour later, Kirkland and Margot were sitting on her bed, and Kirkland began to show her the videos he had collected of Pluto, his quotes, and why Pluto was a god. Hades always felt weird when dealing with the Dark Angel
  . , some small feelings kept disturbing him, like catkins sliding across his skin in the dark, then disappearing into the air lightly.

  This feeling is very strange, and I can't concentrate on thinking about it. Once I calm down, these small feelings disappear.

  Only when you are unconscious can you faintly notice that something is wrong.

  What the hell is going on.?

  Hades thought about it, but since he couldn't find a reasonable explanation, he had no choice but to give up. He checked the place where he usually stayed, and asked the lamplighter to come over to see if it was psychic, but in the end he found nothing.

  Hades could only think to himself that he would not be cursed and stabbed, right?
  But after careful observation for a period of time, Hades found that apart from making him feel uncomfortable, there were no other ominous recruitments at present, so Hades put the matter on hold for the time being.

  Although sometimes he was approving documents, he suddenly felt someone calling him, and when he looked up and saw no one in the room, he felt like this.
  If Hades wasn't a strong man who could knock out seven female ghost heads with one punch, he would really Will feel scared.

  This mindless thing continued for a while until a document was handed to Hades' desk.

  Hades looked at the latest information reported by the tombkeeper and raised his eyebrows. This was the tombkeeper's report on the ideological guidance of Hades. It was marked with a big seal, which meant that it should be approved directly by Hades.

  He silently turned to the first page,
  "The overall mental state of the Hades who joined the production mission has recovered well. The troops spontaneously began to engage in entertainment, which alleviated the post-war anxiety of some personnel to a certain extent, but some rumors began to be used in the name of entertainment. Spread."

  "In this regard, the tombkeeper has curbed the rumors and replaced the entertainment method with a reward system duel cage."

  Hmm. It's not bad. It's better to block it than to spread it, but the rumors are just a matter of time. Let's talk casually, and when the legion is stable and supplies are sufficient, we can just talk.

  Hades thought silently, picked up the cup to drink water, and continued reading -

  "The most widely circulated statement is [Pluto]."

  Hades choked out a mouthful of water, wait, what? What?

  He frowned and hurriedly turned to the next page. Words like "god", "response", "prayer" and other blasphemies popped up in front of his eyes.

  All in all, I was very panicked.

  The good news is that this is just a rumor and not many people take it seriously.

  But some of the contents inside made Hades very concerned.

  Countless thoughts and speculations flashed through Hades's mind. As the owner of the Black Domain, he really didn't know the feedback from the Black Domain to other people.

  Is it really so outrageous that prayers can still be answered? Then why had Hades not seen the sages mention [response] to the previous prayers in the Mechanicus?

  Hades continued to flip through the report. On the last page of the report, there was an arrest warrant. Among the targets were those who needed permission. The tombkeeper applied for Hades' approval.

  Hades blinked and signed his name on the paper without hesitation.

   The most stressful exams are over and normal updates are back to normal:)
    Make up for the summer vacation I owe
    
   
  (end of this chapter)

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