I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Gothic galaxy, hive star Smith.

In the theater on the ground floor of the hive city, a troupe from the Eldar tribe was performing.

Today is the last day of the new show.

After the performance, the troupe will immediately evacuate the star field through the Eldar's pipeline network.

It’s not just because the Eldar’s Arkworld ‘Usvi’ has issued an early warning.

The Dark Eldar deep in the Webway also conveyed dangerous information.

The eyes of fear that have been silent for hundreds of years.

The Blackstone Fortress of Chaos Warmaster Abaddon is showing signs of recharging.

Its waterway trajectory also began to appear.

The target is exactly: Gothic Galaxy!

A new round of dark expedition is ready to go.

If that's all, that's fine.

The key is that in the subspace at this moment, an Inquisition fleet departing from Terra is on its journey.

They had less than four Terran hours before they would leap out of the warp.

Then, the decision from the Tribunal and the Supreme Council of Lords was announced to this hive city - extermination!

This hive city will be sentenced to extinction by the upright and selfless Tribunal for tolerating heresy and promoting heresy!

The flagship of the fleet, the huge cruiser, is equipped with a brand new anti-star weapon developed by the bishops of the Mechanicum based on the remains of the Blackstone Fortress obtained after the last dark expedition!

The moment the fleet jumped out of the subspace.

The destructive cannon specially developed for stars will be launched immediately.

With the anger of the Tribunal and all the Sun Lords, tear this entire star field into pieces!

Just like in the Gothic War, Warmaster Abaddon used the Blackstone Fortress to ignite stars within the territory of the Human Empire.

Let stars become destructive weapons.

A helium flash destroys everything!

This is something that has been decided.

And cannot be changed!

because……

Smith's Hive Star has fallen into irredeemable blasphemy!

Blasphemy and treacherous thoughts against the Emperor are spreading throughout the hive.

If the entire star field is not destroyed, there will inevitably be omissions.

Therefore, the big shots in the Tribunal did not hesitate to issue an order to exterminate the Smith Hive.

They even did not hesitate to persuade the Sun Lords to dispatch an entire Space Marine Chapter to escort them.

Now, there are only four Terra hours left in Smith's Hive Star before the end.

Everyone in the troupe knows this.

Because those blasphemous words and treasonous stories spread from the troupe.

This is also the theme of the play they are performing now.

"The Emperor on Terra".

This script teases the Emperor, who is regarded by the Inquisition and the Sun Lords as the true god and the only truth.

Not only that, it desecrated the honor of the Emperor and all Space Marine Primarchs!

Just like the story happening right now.

The actor who plays the emperor will sit on the golden throne.

He summoned Guilliman.

The Thirteenth Son of the Emperor and Primarch of the Ultramarines Legion.

The Emperor looked at Guilliman worriedly: "To tell you the truth, I have a secret concern!"

"Dear father, tell me!" Guilliman said.

"I'm worried that after me, the people won't follow you!" The emperor thought seriously.

"They will definitely come with me!" The Ultramarine said extremely seriously: "They will definitely!"

"I hope so!" The emperor closed his eyes: "But I am still worried, what if they refuse to go with you!?"

Guilliman replied: "Be at ease, my dear father!"

He laughed: "If someone refuses to come with me, then I will let them come with you!"

Blasphemy!

Total blasphemy!

It was comparable to being slapped on the face of all the nobles in the human empire.

Not only did it make the Inquisition furious, but even the Space Marine Chapters, who had always been scattered, were furious!

Such blasphemy must be accompanied by the most cruel and bloody cleansing!

Therefore, the Tribunal directly dispatched a direct fleet, jumping from Terra carrying anti-stellar weapons found in the wreckage of the Blackstone Fortress.

In order to ensure success, the "Space Cyclones", a Space Marine Chapter stationed on Terra, also came with the fleet under the leadership of its Lord, fully equipped with personnel.

In order to destroy such a hive star.

Terra unleashed a force powerful enough to wipe out an entire galaxy.

Determined to win!

Full of confidence!

There was little that could be done to prevent Hive Smith's destruction.

Cleia and her troupe members also thought so.

So, after the show.

They quickly boarded an Eldar reconnaissance ship and flew out of the atmosphere of Hive Smith.

Cleia sat in the reconnaissance ship and watched the buildings in the hive city beneath her slowly become smaller.

In the end, in her eyes, the hive planet turned into a planet with a gray atmosphere filled with toxic gases.

"Goodbye!" said Cleia.

Everything on this planet is about to be destroyed!

In the distant orbit of the sun, ripples of subspace turmoil have appeared.

The extermination fleet from Terra is about to arrive.

Cleia closed her eyes. She didn't want to see the planet and everything around it burned to ashes in the dazzling light of the star.

He was about to start the starship's engine, head to the agreed coordinates, and transfer to the security ship from the Webway City.

Cleia's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

She seemed to see the great being who gave her the task say in her ears: "Mission accomplished!"

"Please stay in the current star field and observe the situation of Smith's Nest Star!"

"The mission is completed, and you are given the opportunity to fight against Slaanesh!"

Cleia raised her head and looked behind her in disbelief.

The great voice repeated His request again.

"This..." Cleia swallowed.

The extermination fleet from Terra is about to jump out of subspace.

Hive Smith is about to be destroyed!

Now, stay?

Isn't that sending someone to death?

Is this a test? !

Cleia's hands trembled.

But she has no choice!

She turned around, looked at her men, and gave her order: "You guys take the escape boat and go to the connection point!"

"What about you?" asked a young Eldar female.

"Me?" Cleia laughed: "I still have the final mission!"

"For the sake of the souls of our compatriots and ancestors..."

"I must stay here!"

"Let's go!" she waved.

In the end, under her order, most of the troupe members boarded the escape boat and headed for the agreed coordinates.

Only three Eldar warriors remained.

They are warriors sent from the Dark Eldar, the Craft World, and a certain Eldar prince.

He is both a supervisor and an Eldar elite who will use his life and soul to protect Cleia.

"What are you waiting for?" the three Eldar warriors asked Klea.

Cleia shook her head: "I don't know either!"

"But this is the ultimate mission!"

In the distant solar orbit, the fleet from Terra is already slowly moving forward.

Three cruisers, twenty-one destroyers!

This is Terra's main fleet!

Within the ship, one can vaguely see powerful life energy resonating.

The sound of breathing from the Space Marines can be heard clearly in the vacuum!

This is a terrifying fleet capable of sweeping away enemies within tens of thousands of light years.

Cleia's heart clenched.

Such a huge terrifying fleet can easily tear apart planets. Now equipped with anti-star weapons from Blackstone Fortress, it has the means to destroy stars.

After a while, all the ships were revealed.

The main gun starts charging.

Dazzling brilliance intertwined in the orbit of the sun.

Smith's solar system will be destroyed!

Cleia swallowed and closed her eyes.

"If that great being wants me to use my life to prove my sincerity..."

"Then I will never begrudge my life!"

"Any way you can help us and our fellow citizens..."

"Let us no longer be threatened by Slaanesh!"

Thinking of this, Cleia said to the other three Eldar warriors: "You still have the last five minutes..."

"In five minutes...the entire solar system will be destroyed!"

This is inevitable.

It only takes three minutes to charge the main gun, and up to two minutes to fire.

In the Gothic War, Warmaster Abaddon relied on continuously destroying stars, almost forcing the coalition forces of the Human Empire and the Eldar into despair!

It was a critical moment. A captain of the Human Empire drove his battleship and led his loyal soldiers directly in front of the main gun of the Blackstone Fortress. The hero and his men were all burned by the main gun. Became ashes.

However, this also caused the energy system of Blackstone Fortress to shut down and cause a serious malfunction.

As a result, the coalition forces seized the opportunity and launched a desperate counterattack, forcing the Warmaster and his Blackstone Fortress back to the Eye of Terror.

The three warriors were motionless.

To the Eldar, death is not terrible.

The terrible thing is to be devoured by Slaanesh!

Now, there is hope.

No matter how slim it is, they will hold on!

In the distant orbit of the sun.

The energy waves emitted by the main guns of the three cruisers created ripples.

The energy system from Blackstone Fortress has been activated.

The end of the sun, only the last few minutes left.

Cleia couldn't help but look at the sun.

The orange-red star looked like a fireball that never stopped.

The main guns are interweaving bright torches of destruction!

"Is it going to be destroyed?" Cleia murmured to herself.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!" An unexpected voice sounded in Cleia's ears.

This sound is extremely strange and unfamiliar. It does not belong to any known language at all. It may not even be produced by vocal cords or organs.

Because even in the vacuum, there is still this sound echoing.

More importantly, this voice is extremely majestic, full of compassion, and full of wisdom.

Just listening to it makes people burst into tears.

It reminded Cleia of the time she met the Spirit of All Opportunities.

Cleia turned her head.

Then she saw a scene that she would never forget.

A green cow!

A green bull, which can be seen in countless human galaxies, is holding an old man with white hair and wearing a robe of unknown material, walking slowly in the deep space of the galaxy.

Moo moo!

The sound of the green cow resounds throughout the universe.

The old man seemed to feel Cleia's presence. He turned his head and looked at Cleia with a pair of black and white eyes, filled with infinite wisdom and infinite compassion.

Just looking at those eyes, Cleia couldn't help but kneel down.

Tears streamed down her face.

It was as if his mother appeared in front of him again.

It was as if I had returned to my mother's womb, where there was only safety and comfort, and my whole body felt lazy.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!" The old human man with gray beard and hair just slapped his head.

Then his voice spread throughout the starry sky.

It also spread to the ground, oceans, lakes, and even reached the ears of flowers, plants, trees, birds and animals.