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Ron stood on the balcony of Spire Mansion, looking down over the brightly lit Palatine District. 🐼♡ ❻９şĤǗＸ.ⓒόⓂ 🍮♪
The entire Palatine District had now sprung into action, preparing for the war that would decide everything.
All of this had come too soon.
These past few days, Ron had been waiting.
Waiting for the Defense Force to complete its expansion, waiting for the Adeptus Mechanicus to finish producing its new weapons.
More importantly, he had been waiting for the Power of Hope generated by the people.
After the Holy Scripture ceremony on Ascension Day of the Emperor, he had recovered more energy and could use new abilities.
His current abilities included:
Psyker Power sensing, creating illusions, teleportation, blessings, and so on.
Teleportation and blessings were the new abilities he could use.
He had already tested teleportation, even using it to solve the Palatine District's food shortage.
But he had never used the power of blessings.
Whether the Chaos Four or the God-Emperor, both possessed this ability and used it to create powerful subordinates to serve them!
For example, the Greater Daemons of the Chaos Four, the Living Saints of the God-Emperor, and so on.
There were far too many such examples.
They could even bless ordinary mortals, twisting them into terrifying monsters.
This was an incomparably powerful authority exclusive to gods.
Now, Ron possessed this ability as well.
He could use it to create powerful warriors, or Living Saints.
Yet the cost of blessings was enormous. Not only did he need to choose the right person, but he also had to expend tremendous power.
That was why the Chaos Four set so many trials, to select the finest vessels.
But Ron actually had no choice.
The only place under his control was the tiny territory of the Palatine District,