King's Hall...
While walking in the underground corridor of the central building complex, Calvin looked at the intricate map information marked in runes on the servo green screen on the arm armor.
Saratan's legacy to the Empire is not only the loyalists who were "exiled" to Alvin 9, but also the full set of internal data query permissions in the current Calvin Power Armor.
The King's Hall is a secret location hidden among the vast buildings of the City of Divine Grace and heavily guarded by the state's armed forces. Without the map index brought by his authority, Calvin would really not be able to find the place.
After passing through layers of deep and dark unmanned corridors, and changing to the special downward elevator at least three times in the middle, Calvin finally arrived at the bronze gate outside the King's Hall after walking for a full hour.
Today, the Brotherhood of Holy Light is no longer stationed outside the King's Hall. The candles originally filled with holy oil on both sides of the corridor where Calvin passed along have been extinguished.
The several-foot-thick bronze door is stained with filth, and the gilded imperial eagle emblem and the holy emblem of the state religion have been chopped with sharp blades, and they are no longer sacred as before;
The runes on the huge door were equally dim as the servo next to the door. Only rust-colored blood stains and blasphemous runes of the same color remained on them in a messy manner.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sound of the footsteps of Calvin's heavy body was not deliberately concealed. After turning around the foyer, the true appearance of the Emperor's Hall was revealed. There was only a ropeway away from Calvin, more than a hundred meters away.
A huge circular platform was fixed in mid-air by dozens of chains as thick as giant trees. Surrounded by the statues of the emperor and saints that caught Calvin's eyes, a priest in red robes prayed at the feet of the emperor. .
But is this reality? of course not.
The power of psychic energy filled Calvin's eyes, and his strong will broke through the disguise in front of him and saw the hidden evil.
Wherever Calvin looked, the thousands of weapons that had been blessed were now sacrifices to the evil god.
The psychic crystals on the 999 halberds are like 999 candles dedicated to the evil god, shining with an ominous luster.
What about the last weapon? Calvin's eyes wandered around, and after a few seconds, he found the weapon that had been reserved as a sacrificial knife at the feet of the evil figure with its back turned to him.
All seven missing cardinals also appeared here.
To the naked eye, these seven unfortunate people were all fully clothed, kneeling quietly under the statue of the saint to pray; but in real life, they all had their chests cut open, and they were hung upside down in a twisted and blasphemous posture in the form of a cross. under the statue.
Their lives are still trapped in their dead bodies, which is the torture of the evil gods.
"Coming?" The figure with his back to Calvin seemed confident and as if nothing had happened.
His deep voice was still as solemn and emotional as before he was corrupted, and the double-headed eagle emblem woven with fine gold threads on the red robe was as dazzling as before.
"Here we come..." Calvin was completely unaware of the blasphemy here. He strolled up to the figure and carefully examined the emperor's icon in front of him.
He no longer has passionate anger towards the evil of Chaos. After experiencing countless wars and sacrifices, he only has cold hatred for these creatures from the subspace.
chaos? Or the devil?
In his eyes, only the dead are good.
conspiracy? Or a trick?
He wanted to see how many tricks the guy in front of him had left.
The tall body knelt down to the emperor like pushing down a mountain. The stirring and majestic spiritual energy surged forward at the moment of kneeling, purifying the blasphemy on the holy elephant in front of him one by one.
When the thick shield-shaped knee armor where Calvin was kneeling collided with the floor and made a loud echo, the emperor's icon in front of him and the sacred crown on his head also returned to their purity as before.
"How about we make a bet?"
Mephisto looked back in the direction of Calvin, and repeated his previous bet with Saratan with interest.
The devil's methods here gave it enough confidence. Even if Calvin came directly to the door, it didn't have the slightest intention of panic.
"What are you betting on?" Calvin raised his head and looked at the holy elephant in front of him, answering Mephisto's question.
"Bet on who of us will win." Mephisto said, looking at Calvin. As if afraid that Calvin would not understand its intentions, this new but equally evil demon proudly explained its conspiracy and plan to Calvin.
"The rituals here have been prepared, and the sacrifices to God the Father are also in place. Don't think about destroying them, it will be useless.
Because they only lack a trigger now, and whether you kill me here, destroy them, or even interrupt the celebration on the ground, it will be the beginning of this ritual of sacrificing the soul of the entire planet. "
Mephisto waited with interest for Calvin's reaction. This ritual was what gave him confidence.
At this delicate point in time, it believed that the powerful soul in front of it could not afford to test the truth or falsehood of its words.
Based on this ingenious setting, the bet it carefully prepared for Calvin became possible.
"So what about the bet? What do you want?" Calvin asked.
"Your soul and body, intact, are worth equal to all the souls on Ophelia 7."
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The state church on Offili 7 was currently in chaos and without a leader.
After high-ranking clergy were generally corrupted and then beheaded by the Gray Knights, the middle- and lower-level clergy were limited by their lack of information authority and knew nothing about the rebellion and corruption occurring within the church.
They could only watch the chaos spread to more people visibly, but they were unable to respond and handle it correctly because they were ignorant of the situation within the church.
The bishops and priests stood on high places and shouted at the top of their lungs to the panicked believers, trying to calm the increasingly panicked mood of the crowd.
But what no one knows is that behind the seemingly calm faces, the eyes of these devoted priests also have deep confusion and fear.
"We can't delay it any longer! The Emperor and the late Holy See are watching your performance, and you must shoulder this heavy responsibility!"
Several cardinals who returned from Aowejiu also realized that the situation was on the verge of getting out of control after establishing contact with their old ministries.
With their unanimous advice, Cardinal Clarence had to face the pain of the death of his master, and thus considered taking over the position of the late Cardinal Saratan of Ophelia Diocese and assuming the mortal shepherdship of the God-Emperor Faith. The responsibilities of the subjects of the empire are to exercise the powers and responsibilities of the Supreme Administrator, the first person under the imperial state religion except the pope.
"I..." Clarence looked at the eager eyes around him and wanted to agree directly. But he immediately remembered that there was a being with a higher power sequence on Planet Ophelia 7 at this moment.
"We need to obtain the consent of the Supreme Lord!" Clarence quickly found the key to the problem.
Now that the entire Ophelia is in turmoil and military control has begun to be implemented, Calvin, the most senior being in the imperial armed sequence in the system, is the real rights holder.
Now that the Inquisition, the Chapter Astartes, and the Legion of Tindaros have taken over all order, without Calvin's approval, they, a group of people who only have power in peacetime, really can't do anything.
"Listen, I will not take the initiative to back down, and asking for your opinion is not an excuse for me to escape." Clarence looked at the comrades, colleagues and subordinates around him, and explained his thoughts to them seriously.
"Whether Calvin... His Highness agrees or not, I will fully support your work after consultation and restore this sacred land to the tranquility it deserves as soon as possible!"
"Well said!" A distant voice interrupted the conversation of the cardinals. When everyone looked in the direction of the voice, Gray Knight Adjutant Alan Janus and Forbidden Guard Jin were holding blood-stained battle swords. Ji walked into the house.
"His Royal Highness Calvin appreciates your loyalty!" Allen, who was wearing silver armor, stood at the door and said to Clarence. He and the imperial guards behind him looked at the people in the room who were trying to calm down, and continued with satisfaction what he had just said. Discourse.
"The Supreme Lord Inquisitor and the Grand Master of the Silver Blade have an order: The Imperial Inquisition respects the existing procedures of the state religion and respects the right of governance of your religion. Considering that the cleanup of Chaos on the surface has come to an end, the court that will enter the scene later will The Dalos Legion will obey your orders and help you restore order here as soon as possible!"
"...Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Please convey my gratitude to our humble servants of the Emperor. The Imperial State Church and Ophelia No. 7 will remember Lord Calvin's generosity and kindness."
Clarence let out a long breath. Calvin's attitude came too timely, and it really solved the two biggest problems Clarence was facing right now.
Temporarily taking over the powers and responsibilities of the supreme administrator requires legal recognition and endorsement, and the right to actually command and mobilize the military under military control on the planet.
Without Calvin's nod of approval, they would not be able to get involved in these two issues; and once they grasped these two key rights, Clarence and his order's acceptance and sorting out of Ophelia would be difficult to do. There are also no procedural or practical enforcement issues.
"I haven't finished speaking yet..."
Allen smiled and watched everyone's heated discussion about how to handle the next situation. When everyone realized that he had not left and began to fall silent, he returned to his serious face and told everyone present that he was in line with the situation. Announcement of the will and position of the Inquisition.
“There is no doubt that this incident is identified as a chaos pollution incident.
His Highness Calvin's opinion is that the top priority must be to continue the celebrations that have already taken place. After the celebration, the Inquisition will fully undergo subsequent screening and purification procedures. Your loyalty and purity have been recognized by the Order of the Holy Hammer, so there is no need to worry; but at the same time, the Inquisition also asks for your cooperation in the follow-up treatment of other clergy and imperial citizens on Ophelia 7. "
"Ah...that's it."
Clarence answered dryly, while his pleading eyes roamed among the colleagues and subordinates around him. But what disappointed him was that everyone avoided his gaze and ignored his excessively compassionate intentions.
How powerful is the authority of the Inquisition within the empire, and how cruel it is in matters involving Chaos pollution.
This is common knowledge among all the high-ranking officials in the empire. Even if he has no personal experience, he can still get a clear enough understanding from the countless gossips in the sect that spread his reputation.
Clarence quickly gave up the unrealistic idea of protecting the people of the entire planet and moved this "negotiation" to the next stage.
"Will the celebration continue?" He looked at Alan Janus and the imperial guards behind him in confusion.
"As you two can see, Ophelia 7 suffered such a disaster. Neither the clergy of the Imperial State Church nor the innocent Imperial subjects are able or interested in participating in the ceremony again. On this point, please forgive me. …”
"No! This is not negotiable!" Allen interrupted Clarence's words rudely and said in an extremely serious tone to the heir who was about to take over the power of the entire Storm Star Territory.
"The celebration must and can only go on! Do you understand? You don't need to worry about the issue of order, the Astra Militarum will fully support your celebration ceremony; there is no need to doubt the issue of defense, the Astartes and the Battle Sisters We also have communication, and they will also defend on the outside."
"But... okay, I understand. Regardless of the reason? The Imperial State Church will unconditionally carry out His Highness's orders."
Clarence looked at Jin behind Allen. The imperial guard who had not spoken a word during the whole process was as silent as before. He suddenly understood why these two people came together to announce Calvin's order.
Although Jin appeared without any words at this point, the fact that his special identity can appear here itself shows that he is a tower of hegemony that transcends all ministries of the empire, trust and support for Calvin and the behavior of the Inquisition. Endorsement of rights.
"Very good, then congratulations, the respected supreme administrator, His Majesty Clarence." Allen looked down at Clarence's body for a few seconds, then turned and left after leaving these words. The silent imperial guard also took a deep look at this lucky mortal when Allen turned and left.
The heavy footsteps were getting farther and farther outside the hall where everyone was. The cardinals looked at each other in the suffocating air, and then collapsed on the chairs behind them in unison.
"Your Majesty, I thought that if Clarence...well, if the Holy See rejected him, the Emperor's Angel would really use the halberd in his hand to cause a massacre here! Hahahaha..."
Tara Xia awkwardly wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with her sleeves, trying to liven up the atmosphere with this joke while trying to change the topic.
But his behavior obviously had the opposite effect. After telling this not-so-funny joke, he was greeted by the frightening silence in the air again...
"Uh... no way? No way..." Tara Xia looked around awkwardly. In the eyes of all her colleagues, who looked like "crows", her mood gradually dropped, towards embarrassment and the same fear.
He was still mumbling fragile opinions that could not withstand thought, but everyone no longer wanted to pay attention to him and turned the topic elsewhere...
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