Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

Chapter 357: Chasing and Catching Up, the Changes Still Happen

"Cuckoo..."

Although Harrington stopped laughing immediately, some people still heard this strange and unusual laughter.

He felt a little top-heavy and couldn't tell east from west. The people around him looked mocking and suspicious.

"I know Ian, Rebos? Not Lin Heng?"

"Yeah? It's him, His Excellency Rebos Hopes Linheng, a very powerful Astartes who leads the Battle Sisters to fight against the rebel warbands.

He could defeat a hundred enemies with one, and any enemy would be slain with his sword. Those who saw the soldier said that he was elusive, and by the time the enemy realized he had appeared, he was already dead..."

"Snapped!"

"Well!"

The planetary governor was speaking passionately, but before he could finish his words, his mouth was pinched. Everyone was surprised and panicked, not understanding why the Inquisitor did this.

Harrington didn't understand either. Although he was angry at Lin Heng's cunning, he would never take action at this moment to put himself in a more disadvantageous situation.

His hands... no, not just his hands, his eyes, his thighs, his brain, and even the twitching muscles in his back, they were all losing control.

Harrington quickly pulled his arm back, but there were still three fingers on his palm, trying to crush the other person to death. In the end, he almost pulled off a layer of the Governor's skin, so that the other person covered his face and took two steps back.

"Your Excellency, the Inquisitor?"

"To put it simply, the Chaos War Gang landed on your planet, and the Ecclesiarchy and Lin Heng teamed up to kill Lucius. Did you see it with your own eyes?"

The planetary governor nodded and then quickly shook his head, quickly recounting everything that had happened before.

Harrington frowned as if he had facial paralysis, judging the problematic plot.

He looked at his left hand, and his middle and ring fingers twitched for no reason from time to time. His hazy right eye gradually fell into an even blurrier darkness, and his sore muscles kept twitching, as if they were going to split his body into a new one.

Recalling what happened in the dream, maybe it wasn't really just a dream...

There was silence, so quiet that everyone looked around and felt uneasy. Finally, it was broken by Harrington's helpless sigh.

"Huh...I see. Never mind."

"Well..what's the matter?"

Harrington shook his head.

"No need to call in the army to stop anyone. Arrange a comfortable place for me, away from the crowd and away from the city."

"No need to block? But... "

The governor was thinking that this judge was really difficult to serve. He was sometimes here and sometimes there, sometimes attacking and sometimes welcoming. He had so many problems. Did he have a split personality?

But no matter how divided the other party was, he was still the arrogant judge, and no matter how bad the other party's temper was, he could only treat him with courtesy.

Just as the Governor was brainstorming, he was suddenly enveloped by a shadow and raised his head. A moment of panic surged into his heart, and he saw the Inquisitor's face twisting with anger and laughter, like a weird psychopath.

"Just ask them to come to me."

...

Even though Harrington said it lightly, after all, they had experienced an attack by a war gang, and the planetary governor and the major nobles had to convene the meeting as they pleased.

And when they heard that the star port had detected several transport ships approaching at high speed, people panicked and prayed to the Emperor of God to protect the planet.

"Mr. Governor, we have contacted the other transport ship according to your order, but it seems that the other party is not Astartes, but the Ecclesiarchy troops that arrived on our planet before."

After hearing these words, the nobles immediately rejoiced and embraced each other to express gratitude to the Divine Emperor. They all believed that they were saved and their property was saved.

However, the planetary governor who was almost torn apart did not think so. He believed that to be able to become the governor, he must be a versatile and quick-witted person. Recalling Inquisitor Harrington's sudden shock at that time, he always felt that there was something wrong.

The other party's behavior was just as he expected. He seemed to be schizophrenic and went crazy again. He not only filled the resting place with explosives, but also indicated that even if he died, he would take the damn heretic with him.

The most important thing is that the other party kept everyone, saying that everyone who shouted and yelled was guilty of anything they said, that everyone had a secret that could not be told, and that everyone should be subject to the supervision of the court.

This pissed off everyone. They thought, "If you want me to die, then die too. Why should I drag them down with me?" So everyone determined the next tactic from each other's eyes.

Instead of fighting those damn heretics together with the Inquisitor, they would rather rely on their own strength at this moment. Besides, no one wants to team up with a madman.

So, with people's hearts hidden in their stomachs, the nobles and the governor joined forces to find someone.

"Ulysses Benson, right? You were originally from the Timberwolves Special Operations Group of the Fifth Infantry Regiment. I heard that you survived the battle at the chemical plant intact. Very good. We want you to do a dirty job of assassination."

Benson waved his hands repeatedly and said:

"Dear Sirs, I have retired and am no longer a special operations soldier. There are many soldiers who are better at shooting than me. I think..."

Some of the nobles sneered:

"What we want is your resigned identity. Otherwise, how can it be called a dirty job? After all, killing an inquisitor is no joke. It's just asking for trouble..."

"That guy has already passed the message through the Star Language Court. Although his words are somewhat incoherent and he sounds like a mutant, the Inquisition will definitely not miss any clues and will definitely send people to our planet."

"That's right, so in the end their investigation must point to the state religion, and your identity is the most suitable. And don't jump to conclusions. After all, the Inquisitor may also want to kill the state religion team. I heard that you quit because..."

"No need to say, I'm in!"

...

"Reaching the landing area in 2 minutes."

"Check your weapons! Check your equipment!"

"One minute."

"Please note that you are prohibited from opening fire unless necessary. We only have one target!"

"10 seconds."

"set off!"

After Senior Sister Stika finished speaking, she jumped out of the transport plane first, followed by 10 combat sisters who followed her and went down into the city together.

“The red church on the right.”

The nuns immediately adjusted their direction and, relying on their wings of fire - the Sanlor-type jump packs, flew towards the target one after another like geese flying south.

“Snap, snap, snap, snap…”

Entering through the windows of the first, second and third floors, the broken glass shone dazzlingly under the warmth of the light. In the magnificent and solemn church, Harrington sat in front of the altar, and the many people sitting on the seats silently gazed at the statue of the great God-Emperor.

"Wow!"

Everyone exclaimed and looked up. Between the murals on the dome, the nun in the picture seemed to have walked into reality.

The nuns jumped to the ground and raised their guns, pointing the black muzzles at Harrington, who had a calm expression and raised his hands.

The other nuns came out from all directions, and one action confirmed that there were no armed forces around.

"State religion... My mouth is used to tell the edicts of the God-Emperor, my eyes are used to identify the enemies of the empire, and my ears are used to listen to the worship of believers, hehe.

You talk nicely, but you are not good at judging people and can't tell who is the real enemy. You don't know how strange Lin Heng is..."

"Click!"

Caroline crushed the right half of Harrington's teeth with the butt of a gun. The man scolded loudly and even whimpered in pain.

"Fuck...are you a bitch? Hit me on the right cheek. Are you left-handed, bitch!" Harrington shouted, covering his bloody right cheek.

Caroline also felt a little strange. She had just followed her instinct, or maybe she was just unhappy with the other person's right side. The results she had gained were obvious to all, and even a little beyond her imagination.

The collision of metals would only cause corresponding lacerations, but now the right side of Harrington's face was rotting and decaying in full view of everyone. Although it only took a few short seconds, it showed that something was wrong with him.

"Shut up! Damn heretic!"

Harrington gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, swinging his left arm with great effort and pressing it with his broken arm.

But that thing seemed not to be his own. It swung, resisted, and even slapped him twice.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether the other party had lost his mind.

"Huhu... I didn't expect you to arrive first. Come to think of it, my men will shed their last drop of blood for the empire... Where's Lin Heng? Is he dead?

Damn it...Where are you hiding! Are you trying to give me a fatal blow? I'm right here, come on, kill me!" Harrington yelled with a rotten face, looking around.

"I'm not sure, but I believe he will not die. Now there is only us, Your Excellency the Inquisitor, and we are the only ones here." Ian, who was checking the battle situation through the visual port of Caroline's helmet, gave his answer.

Harrington wiped the sticky blood, then sighed and sat back on the steps. He looked up at the nun who was still on high alert and said:

"Pope Ian, you still have a chance to turn back. I believe you were deceived by the other party. His identity is too complicated to be found out. And the reason why I tried the Fire Covenant in the first place was because I listened to the direct orders of the High Lord.

This is an order from the Terran High Lords Council. I think, Pope Ian, you should understand its meaning. "

Ian on the other end of the video certainly understood that the twelve-member Council of Supreme Lords was the pinnacle of imperial power and the apex of imperial government except for the God-Emperor and the Son of God who never showed up.

The emblem of the High Lord of Terra. The names of the personnel positions behind it may not be accurate, but it does not affect

The current Cardinal of the Terra Ecclesiarchate is one of the High Lords. Of equal rank are the Forge General of the Martian Mechanicus, the Inquisitor Representative of the Tribunal of Inquisition, the Grand Marshal of the Ministry of Justice, the President of the Astronomical Court, the Patriarch of the Navigator Family, the Master of Astronomy of the Astronomical Court, the Grand Master of Assassins of the Assassin's Court, and the President of the Astronomical Court.

These nine positions cannot be changed by anyone and represent the pillars of the empire's prosperity.

The remaining three positions will be filled in turn by the Lord of the Sun, the Commander-in-Chief of the Navy, the Commander-in-Chief of the Star Army, the Mother Superior of the Sisters' Monastery, the Captain-General of the Imperial Guards, the Minister of the Ministry of Government Affairs (the Secretariat, the translation is inaccurate but does not affect it), and the President of the Rogue Merchants Association.

"What do you mean? Are you saying that there is a resolution passed by the parliament that requires you to put Lord Rebos on trial?"

Ian thought this was nonsense. Although if the Supreme Council really passed a bill to identify Rebos as a heretic, then wouldn’t the other party be slapping the High Lord in the face by bringing the weapons of the God-Emperor?

How could the Emperor of God allow a heretic to carry his weapon? This might be quite serious for others, but for him, it was indeed a bit of an admission of guilt.

However, Ian did not seem to feel that Harrington was lying. After all, he had interrogated prisoners before, and as a judge, the other party also had his own pride. No one would dare to tell such a lie.

There must be some unknown secret, and the secret represents the death of keeping it secret. Ian doesn't want death to mark him...

"Why did the parliament let you put him on trial?"

Ian was speechless, because it was not he who said this, but Caroline who stepped forward and grabbed Harrington's collar.

“Hehe, to be honest, I don’t know either. After all, I’m just an ordinary judge.

I received the order passed down through layers of authority, and it was also because I was one of the few people closest to the other party. The powerful high lord issued the order, and I... Harrington of the Inquisition served him wholeheartedly. "

Harrington let Caroline pull him along, despite being so close to a negative psyker, the other person's expression was somewhat relaxed at the moment.

"Lin Heng had contact with the Fire Covenant, and you have cleared his memory. He strangled the Callidus assassin in order to snatch the Thinker with the Prison World Record. Hand over the memory backup, all of it!"

Caroline said harshly. It was the first time the nuns had seen the other party so angry.

Ian did not open his mouth to dissuade him. He knew that Caroline and Lord Rebos had some kind of intricate connection, but the loss of memory on both sides caused the emotions to be hazy, so he also wanted to know the other party's previous history.

“Hahaha…” Harrington sneered and said, “I didn’t think he would come back alive, and I didn’t expect the Fire Covenant to have a connection with Robert Guilliman.

So, I didn't keep their memories. I cleared everything, all the records that could be related to Lin Heng. Unfortunately, it seems that God doesn't favor me. "

Caroline heard the strength in her hands gradually increasing unconsciously. She understood that the pain of incomplete memory was like a drowning person choking on water. It was the constant loss of hope and the constant stripping away of life.

"You damned fellow! Your so-called heretical record is nothing but a coincidental hoax!"

"Oh!"

After saying this, Caroline couldn't help but punch the other person, and this time the other person's left cheek began to swell up.

Harrington couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He looked at the people who were kept in the dark and laughed until he was punched again.

"Pooh... No, even if it was fake, it has become true now. On the ship, Lin Heng is the heretic! He released Lucius, and he reached a cooperation with the existence in the subspace!

Lin Heng is already on the High Lord's kill list, there is no way he can survive. If you still want to associate with him, your final fate will also be death!"

Harrington spat out blood foam and loudly rebuked the ignorant nuns, while the familiar look on the other half of his face aroused the astonishment of several nuns present.